Hello, hello, hello, what's happenin' readers?

So guys, this is it. This chapter marks the official end of 'The Adventure Through RuneScape'! This chapter consists of the epilogue, and my long-winded final author notes.

By the way, I have re-uploaded chapter 8 alongside this chapter. I've also published a one-shot (called 'I'm Sorry' if you're interested) to mark the end of this story, and, as usual, if you spot mistakes I would be grateful if you could point them out to me. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Jagex, RuneScape, or any of the RuneScape characters. All I own is the plot of this fanfiction and some of the characters in the story. I am not making a financial profit from this story.

Chapter 82: Epilogue

I stepped into my house blearily. I walked into my makeshift bedroom, and said hello to Eek. I changed, and sat down on my chair to collect my thoughts.

The rewarding ceremony had only taken place a few days ago. Everyone that was in the war received a fairly large reward, but most of the attention was placed on me because I was the one who virtually ended the war. I didn't feel like I deserved the attention I was receiving. I felt like it was luck that got me through (again), because the gods decided to make me an exception to their rules and bring me back to life. If that hadn't happened, I wouldn't be here.

I'd received several rewards that day. I'd received a place in the White Knight Castle's hall of heroes. I was now welcome in the castle at any time. I'd received gold-plated white knight armour, and I was permitted to keep the ordinary white knight armour that I'd used in the battle. I decided to store my steel armour and use that on a regular basis instead.

I'd received a vast amount of quest points, and approximately one million coins from the Falador treasury. I'd used this money to fund the construction of my house, and I still had about 900, 000gp left, as well as a massive pile of building materials.

My most prized award, though, was the Falador pendulum. Years ago, only fifty had been created by the most talented dwarves. They had the crest of Falador carved into it, with many metals swirling around the crest. The chain had been crafted from a mixture of iron, rune metal, and diamond. Five to ten had been given away before, and only the greatest heroes and leaders of Falador and RuneScape could earn one.

I'd finished work on my house for the time being. I'd built not one, not two, but three new rooms in the time since Halloween! The money I had been given had helped greatly. My first room was a kitchen, so if I was hurt, had guests, or was just plain hungry I could prepare food. So far I'd built a larder (which I'd stocked with food and ingredients), a sink, a cupboard, a table, three chairs, and a very basic stove.

My second room was my trophy room. I'd filled it with the things that summarised my past, the fights I'd won, and my greatest memories. Once that particular room was finished, I'd spent quite a lot of money on display cases and plaques that I could write information on using magic/a professional stonemason. Walking through the trophy room made me feel nostalgic. So far, the objects included in my display were my bronze helmet, the empty shell of peace, the Falador pendulum, my ghost speak amulet, Master Samuel's metal claw, and my gold-plated white knight armour. Each and every item meant something huge to me. I figured that the gold-plated armour was too valuable to use in combat, so it would look better on a stand in my trophy room.

The third room was a spare bedroom that Amy11 was currently using. She was staying in my house as a temporary measure, so she had time to make money to buy her own house. She was out doing just that at that very moment. Once she had moved into her new house, I'd make the bedroom she was using my bedroom and I would make my current makeshift bedroom a sitting room. Osrie1 was currently sleeping in and working on his own house. Naturally, the first room he intended to build was a kitchen.

We'd moved from Falador to Port Sarim, and I was spending a lot of my time exploring the area, getting to know the locals, and generally getting used to the new environment. The sea air was very soothing, and there were constantly new people going in and out of the sleepy village. It was a port, after all.

I also spent a lot of my time training some skills in Port Sarim. I'd befriended an old fisherman, who was teaching me a lot about fishing and giving me some friendly tips on the skill. I was using all the fish I caught to stock my larder.

In exchange for giving him the God Rune and saving him a lot of work, Sedridor gave me a big secret involving rune stones. If crafted correctly at the right altars, rune stones could be gathered and turned into runes. The talisman that Duke Horacio had given me a while ago was actually an ancient artefact which could guide a person to a particular altar, depending on the type of talisman. The talisman I'd gotten from the duke was called the talisman of air.

Sedridor had been teaching me how to use the talisman to find the correct ruins. If I touched the correct ruins with the talisman it would take me to the altar of air, which could be used to make air runes. This skill was called runecrafting. Sedridor gave me the air talisman, saying that he could use the God Rune to make/find a new one if necessary. I'd made it a personal quest to find more talismans so I could access more altars.

Sedridor told me that he'd almost completed his massive, world-changing spell. Once it was completed, he'd send it to the guild of wizards in Yanille for them to check over it and do what they wanted to do with it. He also planned to send the God Rune to them at some point once he was finished with it, because he felt like it would be put to better use there.

Another recent event was Dream Decay's funeral. It was a very sad and sombre day. Many people, half of which I didn't recognise, showed up to pay their respects to him. He was also added to the hall of heroes, and he was buried in the graveyard of the recently-built Falador church. Many people came up to offer speeches about him, including me, Emily, Sir Amik Varze, and some other people I didn't recognise. Apparently, Dream Decay had worked for Sir Amik Varze before at some point. Dream was buried with the armour he died in.

So many people had died recently. Dream Decay, Cedric, Gypsy Aris, Master Samuel, Left and Right of the black knight commanders… I hoped that Master Samuel's defeat had marked the beginning of a new era, an era of life.

I soon found out that, even though Master Samuel was dead, when people died they still didn't respawn. I didn't understand this. I thought that no more possessed creatures and no more wicked spells would have restarted respawning.

I discovered that Ray and his dragon, Hope, already had a place in the hall of heroes. Apparently, he starting the Glory Troopers had earned him his place in the hall. I hadn't seen him since the war. I didn't know where he was. All I knew was that he was probably doing something good and saving someone's life. I wished him luck with his own future. He was a wonderful person and he deserved all of the riches of the world. I hoped I would meet him again at some point, though, so I could thank him properly.

As I was pondering these thoughts, I heard someone enter the house. I went on full alert. I peered suspiciously out into my garden, and I saw Ilookgood99. I relaxed, and opened the door.

"Hello," I sighed. "You scared me there. How are you, and how did you get into my house?" I would normally be very wary and frightened if somebody entered my house uninvited, but I'd come to expect these sort of things from Ilookgood99. I knew he meant no harm, and I knew that's just the way he worked.

"I'm very well, thank you," Ilookgood99 replied cordially. "As for me getting in here, when you're me, it's not particularly hard."

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Thanks, but no thanks," he told me. "I'm on a tight schedule. I've come here for two primary reasons.

"My first reason for visiting you today is to congratulate you for defeating Master Samuel. My second and main reason for coming here today, though, is to warn you. Although Master Samuel is dead, danger still lurks out there. You'll always have your dear friends the Noob Exterminators and the Demon Clan to deal with, so you will never be completely safe from harm. But, Master Samuel's supporters live on. They've regrouped, and are continuing with Master Samuel's legacy. They're still working on their vile potion, and they want revenge. The darkness rolls on, never-ending, never ceasing."

"Without Master Samuel and the God Rune, though, they're powerless," I protested. "They haven't got the same means of attacking me." Ilookgood99 groaned.

"If you won't listen, I'll show you," he murmured. He pulled something from his robes and he threw it on the floor. It was a small metal orb with a button on it. He bent down and pushed the button, and suddenly my eyes misted over. I fell to the floor, twitching. The orb had blown up. A strange silver mist surrounded me, and dragged me in.

James stood by the cauldron, growling with apparent rage. He, the MCM's, and some dark wizards and black knights were obviously in a camp of some sort in the middle of the wilderness. The liquid inside the cauldron was bubbling and letting off a red mist. James cracked his knuckles, and turned to the MCM and his clone.

"Where are they?" he demanded. "They said they would be back with it by now." At that very moment, two grave-looking black knights wearing black med helmets approached James.

"We have found it," one of the men whispered. "You must give credit to the old man, he hid his valuables well. Even the Jury of Death had problems finding it! There is a note inside." He handed a massive, dusty tome to James. James snatched it off him, took the note out of the book, and read it.

It read 'James, it is unlikely that I will die, but in the event of my death, I will entrust this book to you. This is the book Zamorak blessed me with many years ago. It contains very secret and very wicked spells and recipes, including the recipe for our massive potion. I am also entrusting you with the burden of continuing the brewing of that potion. Remember the plentiful rewards it will offer! Any information you will need will either be in the book or with the Jury of Death. When you die, pass it on, so my legacy and my work will never die. Good luck. Best regards, Master Samuel.'

James held the book high, and cackled with glee. "It is not all over!" James yelled. "Even if Master Samuel has died, we will still triumph! We will re-gather the army, and we'll expand it so it is bigger than ever before!"

With a gasp, I sat up. I looked around. I was drenched in sweat, and my clothes were sticking to me. Ilookgood99 was gone, and Eek stood on my chest, asking me if I was OK. I waved him off, telling him I was fine.

To be frank, I was scared. I thought I was able to finally relax with no pressure on my back, but obviously not. The potion would still continue as planned even with Master Samuel's death. I could safely assume James would want revenge, so I knew I was never safe. Worse yet, James had received Master Samuel's book and now knew all the magic that made my life a nightmare. I was a fool to think that my life would become more peaceful.

I left my house, putting my hand through my hair nervously. I appeared in Port Sarim. The salty sea air swept over me. I breathed in deeply. Port Sarim was a lovely place to live in. It was very quiet and very relaxing. There were constantly new people coming in and out of the port, as well as all of the locals. Some of the locals could sometimes be a little strange, but it was a small price to pay for the peace and quiet the little port town offered. The air was fresh and healthy, and the sounds of the sea always unwound me.

As I walked around, I considered my life at that moment. Everything was easy and relaxed, but I knew that that was going to change. A visit from Ilookgood99 was never a good sign. I was going to savour the peace while I could. My adventure through RuneScape wasn't over, and I doubted it would end any time soon.

THE END

…and there goes the epilogue! The purpose of this chapter was to tie up some loose ends and answer one or two questions. I hope you found it satisfactory.

Now, here we go. My final author notes are here at last *sobs quietly*. I am about to go through the past, present and future of this story.

Now, people ask me why I originally started this story. I originally wrote this in the late spring/early summer of 2008. Back then, I had a love for writing and I really enjoyed RuneScape, so I decided to combine the both. It was a small project at that time, nothing more. Little did I know that it would become a massive, 80+ chapter story. I soon discovered this website, and the thought occurred to me: why don't I upload my story to this website so others can enjoy it?

Since then the story has been through its highs and lows. This story has caused me a slight degree of suffering at some points. There was a stage when I had to completely re-upload my story, as some of you will remember. Because of that incident I lost 150-200 reviews. I was recently plagiarised, and I've had numerous other problems with people doing things with my ideas without asking me. Despite all of these problems, though, I persevered with the story and look where it is now!

Now I will talk about the present. Basically, here I will credit people who deserve credit in my opinion. If you are reading this then you deserve credit. Thank you for reading this story and contributing to its success! If you've read it from the very start you deserve even bigger credit. Reading a 80+ story takes a lot, so thank you for making the effort. If you've reviewed at all, you also deserve special thanks. You've contributed to the success of this story massively by doing that. However, it's the regular reviewers that deserve the biggest thanks. It's you guys who have encouraged me to carry on.

There is one particular reviewer who deserves a very special mention. This person is my very first reviewer and offered me my very first piece of advice. I doubt he's still reading this, but I'd like to thank Krall FictionWriter for being my very first reviewer. Thank you very much. I'd also like to congratulate anybody who has won any of my competitions, and thank those who submitted character bios in the early days of the writing of this story and created some of the most recurring characters. I'd like to thank Osrie1 especially for being the first person to request a character.

That is enough crediting and thanking. Now I will discuss the future. In the rest of 2010, I will write a Thanksgiving special, two to three Christmas special chapters, and, of course, my regular New Year's Day special. Beyond that is unclear. I recall saying I would write a sequel, but now I am not so sure. I will update you about anything new during 2011. This chapter's question is, simply, would you like to see a sequel?

Anyway, the story has officially finished now. Here is your cue to pull out your tissues and your violins. Just because 'The Adventure through RuneScape' is done, though, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's the last you will hear from me. I'll update you guys regularly on any news, and, simply… until next time, toodles!

P.S. If you have any suggestions involving what Mainiac97 should include in his trophy room (seasonal event rewards don't count) please review/PM me with them.