"So, you do love him?" These words echoed through Porsha's mind. Dice noticed her lost in thought while the two walked home. He knows she should be. After learning everything about the casino, every employee, contract, and other deals that were made to keep it afloat. She had so much to process, so, he let her be. Porsha had many questions answered with talking the Wheezy and even the big man from down under gave her more answers than she'd not even fathomed before. She knew the day was coming, but didn't realize it was so soon. The two made it back to Inkwell, only to see the barrier fading that Dice had put up, then she lifted her hand. Her eyes glowed that luminescent purple as the master flowers around the whole town bloomed.

"Did you take the boys to get new clothes?" She asked Dice and he nodded.

"Yes, they have new slacks and such. Now, Porsha." He took her hands, noticing the flower glowing around them. "Love, I am by your side no matter what."

Porsha smiled, seeing his truthful compassion shining through his words, then the tender moment was gone as the last card ripped in two. "Love...it's time."

They both looked out in the distance, outside of the barrier of inkwell, outside of the main structures of the island cities, and outside of the town itself. There the wolves stood like an army of hellhounds, only darker and louder. Foxtrot could be seen leading them in front and Porsha waved her hand upwards. The barrier keeping the people of inkwell inside was set. So, now Porsha and Dice could let loose all their abilities.

She remembered back to her past: her mother being executed, the revolts, and the false prophet. Porsha thinks back to first encountering inkwell then being pulled back into the mass chaos Blackruth put them through. How he threw Wheezy out of the boat and everyone knew he was lying. Seeing the people being blinded by what they thought was a beautiful rose. She looked to Dice. how he changed over the months, knowing her and the boys, and falling for her. Even he had a dark past worse than hers, but he knows what to stand for now.

"Everyone ready?" Porsha asks and Dice takes out another deck of cards.

"Ready as I'll ever be." He replied, seeing the wolfpack grow closer to them.

Foxtrot stands about six feet away from them, wolfpack in toe, and stands up tall. "I said we'd be back hun." He sighed then started to yell as if he was boasting. "Boys! Take 'em down!"

The Wolfpack obeyed and lunged toward Porsha and Dice. It was like a landslide of a blackened abyss heading to them. Porsha breathed in and held her in parallel to her body. The wolves parted as if it was some saint parting the red sea. She stared Foxtrot down, knowing where her father was, but not knowing when he would come. Then her answer came with the amulet glowing brightly. A screech was heard and it was followed by mechanical cackling, clanking, and clogging.

"My daughter..."

Porsha stops while hearing her father's voice cry out in the back. She steps back, in disbelief, bust something nudges her onward. She only sees Moon lunge towards her and her reflexes activate.

"DICE NOW!" She pleads to her love and Dice pins her father to the ground by the spell of cards he has on him.

"ATTACK!" Foxtrot ordered his wolf pack, but they were too afraid to move.

Dice held up the whistle and blew it, causing the wolves to disappear from their sight. Foxtrot stepped back as he realized his army were mere ghost hounds. "Dicey! C'mon old sport!"

"Don't call me that." Dice said walking up to him and snatching his amulet off of his neck.

"Give it back!" The fox argued and threw out nasty slurs. Dice threw it on the ground and crushed it under his feet as if it were a cigar.

"Here. All your's hun." Dice went back to Porsha who was with her father.

"M-my...Porsha..." Her father changed tones depending on which face gazed upon her.

Her heart winched in pain. How is she going to do this? To harm her father? The one who has loved and sacrificed everything for her. She wanted to keep her promise, but seeing his painful circumstance...she...she...

"I am sorry father..." Porsha replied grievingly and her father smiled.

"...I know...I asked too much...of you..." He raised his arms and Porsha embraced him. "I love you, my child..."

"It's alright. We can fix this...like before!" She pleaded and saw her father take her hand.

He looked at her with empathy while the machine parts around him hissed and hummed. "...Porsha...I am meeting your mother first..."

Before Porsha could respond her father put the broken piece of his arm in her hand. He shoved her hand into his core while casting a final sleeping spell. "NOOO!"

Porsha pulled away quickly, but it was too late. Her father made sure she kept her promise. His mechanical body began to slowly shut down and lower further and further to the ground. Porsha fell down with his dying soul and wept while the rain started around them.

"...you..." She sputtered out as Foxtrot tried to flee. Dice noticed something about her changed. "YOU LISTEN HERE!" She pulled him close to her with her magic gripping his neck. "We are not done here.

Dice knew what it was now, darkness and despair, surrounding them. Souls bursts through the ground as Porsha released her grip on the fox. Souls formed a crowd around them and stood silently. One then all of them began to speak.

"Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget. Never forget."

"W-what does that mean!?" Foxtrot asked, feeling uneasy by the ghostly wails.

"It's tragic. Is it not?" Dice stated as he stood beside Porsha. "A killer always forgets their victim."

Porsha finished his statement as the souls latched onto every inch of Foxtrot. "But the victims always remember their murder."

The souls dragged him down with them as the ground beneath opened up. The earth sealed itself and left Posha looking at Dice.

"Porsha."

"It's fine...I-I'm okay..." She said and hugged him tightly.

"Take your time. I will always be here, my love." Dice replied and held her close.

Porsha and Dice walked back to the town of Inkwell. The barrier was down now and all seemed dim, but was filled with a crowd. All of the dwellers on the Island flocked to the streets to see them. Two faces were the ones Porsha wanted to see and sure enough, they came. The two boys came running towards them after hearing the news.

"Miss Porsha! Is it true?" Cuphead said aloud, causing Mugman to finish his thought.

"It is over now?"

Porsha knelt down beside them and hugged them both dearly. "Yes, my little ones...It's over." Mugman pulled Dice in for a group hug. Then the four of them made their way through the island of Inkwell to their home.

In life, whether someone manipulates, shows kindness, or suffers the most, there is something to be learned. Once a person learns something it can be good or bad. Corruption is a trait that is learned and redemption from it always follows. Although, people who have seen the darkest caverns of the world and society, those people also will make sure no one else sees that place. The one that suffers most smiles, so, no one will worry. The one who boasts most is envious and loses their way in life. So, with life...what will it cost to live and protect those around you?

~~~(Author's Note)~~~

This is the final chapter. I needed time to plan the ending and not drag it out so, it is simple and to the point. Thank you all for reading this fanfiction. I hope you guys will write your own and make others want more creative writings! You all are amazing and I sound repetitive, but it is the truth. Thank you all for waiting for the final chapter to come out!