And finally, the end is here.
The legacy Luz left to the isles.
A very smart person told me that a legacy is planting seeds in a garden you never get to see (yea ofc it's a Hamilton quote xD) and honestly, that's exactly what Luz did in this series.


Slowly, Amity approached the memorial they had erected for Luz only last week. Matt and Gus had been working on it like mad, to get it finished right after they had torn down the statue of the emperor just after the riot had started.

Her entire body ached and she was heavily leaning onto her crutches, but she hadn't wanted to push this event out any further than need be.

As soon as the healing coven had announced that she was safe to go, she had jumped up from the bed and gotten ready for the ceremony.

Turning her golden eyes up to the memorial, she winced. Luz looked so lifelike, so authentic, that she almost felt as if the young teen could start moving at any moment. She stood proudly, as Amity had remembered her, her chest puffed out and her hands holding a light glyph while her coat fluttered behind her.

Matt and Gus had managed to capture Luz's spirit so well, Amity's heart ached.

Grunting, she took step after step, before Willow joined her side and Gus started coming from the other. They took a short break, still watched by the people of Bonesborough before Amity could move on again. Eda was already waiting for them by the memorial, along with Raine, Lilith, and Camila.

Amity gave a strained smile, then she straightened up and managed to take the steps up to the monument. The people of Bonesborough, many of which had taken part in the revolution in the past four years, stayed respectfully quiet.

Amity turned to let her gaze wander over the crowd which had closed after her, looking down into expectant faces, before turning back to her family. Edric and Emira had joined Eda on the other side and softly smiled at her.

The years after they had opened the portal door to the human realm had rapidly picked up the pace. Belos had discovered them building an illegal portal and had started chasing them, hunting them down, her family and friends and everyone keeping ties to Amity and Eda.

After running away, they had formed a rebellion, under Eda's and her administration, together with everyone brave enough to come to join them. Word had spread fast, and they had been able to build a base, practice fighting, and gear up in a matter of three years.

More and more people from all over the isles had joined their cause until they had become a powerful opposition to Belos' unbroken power.

Even Principal Bump had joined their forces, after pronouncing the school a neutral ground to ensure the young generations' safety.

The fighting had picked up. Some members of the Covens had sided with Belos, some with the rebellion, and the Emperor's Coven had only picked up in strength.

About a week before, Amity had finally led the invasion of the castle grounds and had managed to corner the emperor and kill him. His right hand, Kikimora, and some other coven guards had fought ferociously, but the rebellion had won. Finally, they had overthrown the totalitarian government and had implemented a completely new, emergency senate, as Lilith had called it, to decide on the best possible system to found now that they had all doors open again.

Camila had been put in as an advisor on human systems, as well as Bump as a historian on ancient Isles systems and they were currently in the process of finding a form of government that was fit for everyone on the Isles.

Along with a lot of other fighters, Amity had been injured and put on bed rest for a week, but she had announced before their invasion, that she'd devote this uprising to Luz.

After all, the human had kicked off the idea of a revolution, she had managed to change Amity's mind, and she had been the cause of all this to start, after all, the portal she had come through had been the turning point of Belos' reign.

He had carried his aspirations into the grave with him. Amity had never learned what he had wanted to do with the portal, but she hadn't cared, either.

All she had cared about was to end his terror, to end the coven system, and to make things fair again on the Boiling Isles, after fifty years of a tight-knitted and violent reign.

And, of course, to make a legacy. For Luz.

Sniffling, she nodded at Matt to step forward, presenting her a metal box of Luz's most important belongings. Camila, Eda, and her had searched them out together to donate them to this cause.

Her gaze flickered over to her family once more, finding all eyes glued to her.

Edric and Emira had fought all battles on her side, after breaking completely with their parents upon learning that they had staffed Belos' ranks with abomatons over the years. They had joined the rebellion as some of the first to do so, and they were both bandaged as well. Emira was sporting a pretty nasty scar over one half of her face where an abomaton had used a fire spell on her. According to Viney it only gave her "more character", as ridiculously cheesy as Amity thought that was.

Edric had lost a leg, but he had quickly been able to get a prosthesis by their skilled healers, and by now it was almost invisible, except for the slight stumble every time he started walking and briefly forgot he was missing a leg. Amity could still only shake her head at her brother's statement to forget something like that. Eda was smiling at her, with King standing beside her. He was a good head taller than her by now and at eighteen years of age, he had significantly grown.

She and Eda had grown closer after Luz had died, and she had almost become a sort of mother figure to her as she had become to Luz. Lilith next to her gave her a small nod and Amity gratefully nodded back. Her mentor had stepped up as a leading figure in both Amity's life and the rebellion, and she had managed to save Amity a few times, from her own ferocity sometimes.

Camila gave her a small smile as well. After they had gotten to know each other, they had hit it off quite well, Amity even starting to live with her when the Owl House got too crowded for Amity's anxiety. She had almost become the same warm energy in her life as Luz had been and it hadn't been hard for her to understand why Luz had wanted to get back so desperately after she had struggled with that due to her own issues with her mother.

Willow placed a hand on Amity's shoulder and caught her gaze. Managing her crutches, Amity placed her bandaged hand on top of hers and squeezed softly.

She had stayed with her through it all, not even wavering in her stance when her fathers had been arrested in the hopes of blackmailing one of Amity's closest friends. Unquestioningly, she had followed Amity into every battle, and even when she had lost an eye, she hadn't backed down as Amity's closest and most important commander.

Gus on her other side softly pulled her into a one-armed hug, before she looked over to him. He had thrown himself headfirst into the rebellion and hadn't even rested once to fight for their cause, only when Willow had forced him to.

Humming, Amity finally handed her crutches to Willow and let Gus hold her upright, so she could search out the bucket list she had kept with her all these years.

It had become thinner and more fragile with all the use, ripping along a few more folding lines, one edge even coming off. Amity had had to glue it back on.

But it had overcome, had traveled with her for over ten years. She gave the piece of paper a soft look, gulping down her tears before stroking all the tasks she had written down.

The paper looked so worn and old, she almost didn't believe it had only been ten years.

Sniffling, she traced her old handwriting, before tapping over all the checks.

She had decided to leave the first task open. What even was a real witch?

It didn't matter to her. It didn't matter in the least. She had known Luz and had watched her become a great witch against all expectations. She didn't care if Luz was a real witch, or if she had been, or Eda or Belos or anyone for that matter. It wasn't that she had given up on searching for an answer.

It just gave her a certain kind of satisfaction to leave this task open, as the only one, to leave all possibilities open as well. She had no idea what kind of witch Luz would've become in the future, and she had no idea where her path would be leading after all this.

She knew damn well, though, that she was proud of both Luz's and her accomplishments.

Part of her had contemplated setting a neat little check behind the first task, but leaving it undone left all uncertainties for the future. Had she checked that off in the beginning, she had never known that ten years later, she would emerge victorious from a revolution. Who knew where she would be ten or twenty years from now?

Checking it off felt restricting to her, so she had refused to deem it a complete task.

She had no right defining what a real witch was.

With Willow holding the Azura book up that had helped Amity and Luz bond, she put the list down on it and checked off the very last task on the list. Make a legacy.

Luz had laughed, she had learned and danced and snuck into peoples' hearts.

She had changed the world, she had changed Amity's life and touched so many others. She had been the cause for this revolution and Amity would see to it that her name would appear in the history books.

Luz had changed the demon realm, by touching everything with her light and joy, and she had given magic to magicless demons by rediscovering the ancient ways.

This was her legacy.

Willow placed the book in the box which contained Luz's Grom picture, her cat hoodie which hadn't entirely washed out all the blood from her attack, and some other personal items, as well as locks of hair from her mother Camila, Eda, and her closest friends Amity, Willow and Gus.

As the last thing, Amity put in the bucket list, with all the checks but one.

Eda stepped forward and put a preservation spell over all the things in the box to keep them from falling apart and rotting, then she pressed a soft kiss to Amity's forehead.

Smiling, she felt a tear rolling down her cheek while watching Matt closing the box and sealing it with another spell.

The box was placed in a hole they had dug at the foot of the statue and buried before a heavy stone slate was placed over it and sealed in place. For a moment, they stayed silent, before Amity turned to the people to lift her fist, propping herself up heavily on her crutch that she had gotten back from Willow.

"For freedom!", she exclaimed, and the Bonesborough citizens repeated a thousandfold with their chant back, deafening cheers filling the whole city before Amity turned back to the monument.

Her friends accompanied Eda and Camila in the descend down the stairs, while Amity stayed back, just before the stone slate they had just fixed in place.

A wave of emotions overcame her, with the cheers of Bonesborough behind her, that she slowly placed her crutches in front of her and propped herself up heavily, before lowering herself down.

She didn't see how her family and friends jumped, before freezing in place upon realizing what she was doing.

The chants died out when her knee hit the ground, her hands still holding onto the crutches as she lowered her head.

The city got silent again before a wave of rustling and some steps sounded.

Everyone started copying her, everyone lowering themselves to one knee and keeping their gaze downcast, while Amity kneeled.

She didn't realize any of this.

Droning out everything around her, she breathed, slowly, before smiling to herself.

This was Luz's legacy. She wouldn't be able to dance with her anymore, but she could remember it. She could remember Luz's smile and her light whenever she would talk or think about her and keep her alive that way.

Finally, she lifted her head again and softly groaned in pain, but finally, she felt free of her burden. The tears welling up in her eyes would most likely stay, as well as the lump in her throat, but her burden was gone, and she knew, she had freed Luz.

Smiling to herself, she blinked the slight blur from her vision.

"I love you…", she mumbled while looking up to Luz's distinct features, "I never stopped."

The twenty-four-year-old witch slowly rose to her feet again and turned, looking over the kneeling population of the isles, before giving a small smile as she remembered how she had experienced Luz ten years ago.

"For Luz."


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