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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