Epilogue
1000 years later...
Nine six inch tall pillars grew around the room, born of the shards of the Energy pillar Kain had not fully destroyed. The corruption was still thick here, so much so that only a few powerful creatures could gain entry.
"Would you do the honors, Dumah?"
"Of course."
A heavy sledge hammer shattered all nine pillars. Kain wove traces of corruption around them, squeezing out the small piece of Nosgoth they had leached, before destroying the remainder of the pillars.
"So...It's finished."
"It seems so...Perhaps they managed to save some shard of themselves-We'll have to return."
Ignoring the other former Guardians, Kain wandered over to a corner as something caught his eye. It was a gold coin, an ancient Coorhagen gold mark. Actually, it was amazingly familiar...
Kain had done some reading over the last thousand years. The Balance guardian tended to introduce Balance in some curious way, to the land around him/her. Therefore it was perfectly logical that the coin he'd dropped before Nosgoth assimilated him had rolled away into a corner...on its edge.
That's all, folks. Thanks for reading. I think I've used the coin metaphor a little too much, but I can't think of another way to end it.
Acknowledgements: The second chronicles of Thomas Covenant, the Wheel of time series, and all the other books I've plagiarized from over the course of this fic, my reviewers, and of course legacy of Kain.