Kari stood on the roof of the building.

From this vantage point, she could see miles of wasteland on all sides. She gripped her crest in one hand.

I can't save this branch.

There seemed to be no end to the devastation.

Everyone is dead. The enemy won.

I have no alternatives.

A few meters left was the spot where the last of her comrades had fallen in battle.

This line is dead.

No hope remains.

I have failed.

Kari ran forward towards the sheer drop and jumped.

A sort of peaceful warmth was pulsing through her, as the ground rapidly approached.

She recognized this warmth.

It was time.

Time to start from scratch.

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