Psychographics

Epilogue

The Condition of Midgard, 2 Days after Morroc's Escape

The Great War that lasted for 9 months between the Kngdoms of Morroc and Prontera finally ended with an easy truce. The Lords of Morroc were no more, and its entire military was obliterated in the destruction that engulfed the Castle of Morroc out of existence. What remains is but a handful of soldiers who managed to stay alive throughout the entire war while staying in the frontlines.

The Great Demon Morroc was now the new threat that engulfed Midgard. Nobody knew when it will decided to come back to attack the world. However, as a result of the Great Demon's escape, a new portal, called the Dimensional Gorge, had opened up in the middle of Sograt Desert. Scholars and adventurers were sent to investigate what was on the other side.

The Kingdom of Prontera

Prontera withdrew all of its forces and focused on the restoration of both cities. King Tristan III saw to it that the repairs be done immediately, giving orders to Commander Hyatt as the leader of the restoration team. Cornelia was NOT amused, noting that she wanted to get married with Hyatt immediately. Hyatt dismissed the idea from her head by asking… "Do you remember the bet we made about Malchuz?" to his lover. "You don't mean… we will wait for him?" Cornelia responded in shock. Hyatt answered with a smile. "If we get married ahead of Malchuz, you will pay me 10 million zennies." Cornelia pouted, but gave in to her lover's demands. She decided to help the restoration team as well.

Kier's squad was relocated back to Mt. Mjolnir to assist the returning villagers.

The Kingdom of Payon

The Royal Family extended help for the restoration, having the Prince and Princess at the helm of the action. The Prince commissioned the Royal Painter to make signs for the people to be able to read and follow.

Malchuz, that muscled-bound wimp of a High Wizard, was going to get married in six months time to the daughter of Eric, the ex-Grim Librarian of Juno.

"You sure did well, back there…" Eric remarked to his would-be son-in-law. "Without your help, we couldn't have—"

"That's ok, pops…" Malchuz replied. "Don't sweat it. I just did what I could…"

"You're pretty humble, I must say. Hey… isn't that—?"

Ahead in the distance was the silhouette of a young lady, fair skinned and seemingly frail at first glance. She walked towards Malchuz, and then proceeded to acknowledge his father's presence. She then began to speak to the muscle-bound High Wizard.

"Thank you… very much… for helping… my Father, Malchuz…" the girl spoke slowly "It's just a matter of time before we get marr—"

"Don't get nervous, my dear… I didn't change at all. See?"

"Hahaha…does that mean you still get to hit around girls when I'm not looking?"

"I've grown up already… so I managed to remove that aspect."

"I see… then I promise to be the perfect wife for you, Malchuz."

"Don't get worked up, ok? I want you to look your best when we get married."

"I promise, my dear."

Interrupting their moment, Eric gave something to the High Wizard. "Here, take it. It's yours. Take care of that, ok?" he said.

"What is this, pops?" Malchuz wondered. "I've never seen a tome like this… woah—"

"It contains sacred spells as well. All from Juno's Library of Thoughts."

"Oh my… this will take twice the energy I have to cast…"

"Don't worry… you can do it. Besides, you need to take care of HER now."

"Yeah. Thank you for trusting me her welfare, Dad."

"Haha… and I shall call you my son, right? Haha… it feels great. Take care of her. Make her happy."

"I promise. I'll do everything for her. Everything I will do from now on is for Mellissa."

The Kingdom of Morroc

Returning to their Guild, the group consisting of Vince, Athet, Mhart, Aicker, Endziet, and Gin vowed to never speak about the incident to anyone but the council. Everyone was looking for Red, but they all "confirmed" that he died of diabetes… or something else among those lines.

Six months will eventually have passed, and Gin gave birth to a boy. In accordance to his husband's final wish, the boy was named after him.

"Redschtly" was the name of the boy according to her husband.

Tyrfing still held Red's soul, unknown to everyone but Gin and the other five Stalkers.

Somewhere in the Border of Payon Forest and Sograt Desert

Cath and Kennedy was able to reach this distance by warping from their last location during the explosion in Sograt Desert, minutes before their hiding place was totally destroyed. Resting for a moment under the shade of fir trees, the tow noticed a figure walking heavily towards them, its arms outstretched, seemingly looking for help.

Then the figure collapsed in front of them.

"This… isn't he? —" Kennedy spoke in shock and amazement. "This man is…"

"One of the Lords of Morroc… and he's injured!" Cath exclaimed.

The injured Lord clutched the wrist of the Earl of Dresden, speaking slowly and clearly.

"The great… Lord Marcus… is missing as well…I'm… going to…. find him…Revenge… must be…" the Lord said before collapsing in the Earl's arms.

A cold breeze brushed through their location. The couple acted quickly to tend to the Lord's wounds.

"What is Lord Marcus up to?" Kennedy asked his fiancée. "There's something wrong here."

"I think so too." Cath replied. "Do you think that he escaped because he knew that the Castle was going to be destroyed and engulfed in that giant hole?"

Asgard

Odin sat on his throne, quietly listening to his ravens. "Thank you for the information, Huginn and Muninn." He said.

Another sick smile formed in the god's face.