Epilogue

It took quite some time, but with Rhinne's help, a new world had been created called Ossyria. In the back of her mind, Rhinne couldn't help but feel that she heard a name similar to both Minverva and Ossyria. Perhaps it was like the presences she had felt so long ago when Olde Sapp was first created: long buried memories but of what?

"There, that should do it. Now all that remains is to bring some people into their world." Minerva stated, her wings fluttering with anticipation.

"If I may Minerva, there is something that I wish to give this world so that what happened to mine will never happen to yours." Rhinne offered. Corus nodded and motioned for her to do so.

"Yes, please, by all means goddess." Rhinne grinned, still unsure she was fit for the title: it brought back memories of the first Transcendents of her world. The World Tree had taken root and a new Light Spirit named Avner watched them over head, both having to still choose a Transcendent of their own. Such potential was here, and she didn't want this world to be as unfortunate as hers. Holding out her hands, she presented Minerva and Corus with twelve orange gems, each glowing slightly from a star of power deep within.

"I created these gems I call the Pillars of Time. When casting a spell through these twelve gems, it will make the spell unbreakable accept by the person that cast the spell, and only that person or until they die."

"And how would this help our world?" Corus asked, raising an eyebrow as he held up one of the gems.

"I am going to cast a spell of protection that will prevent this world from every being destroyed like mine was then spread these gems across your world. This spell will last as long as I do, and I am immortal." Rhinne answered with a smile. Minerva and Corus both agreed to such a spell, standing aside as Rhinne held her arms wide. Each of the gems circled her in a ring as she cast the spell, taking nearly an hour to recite it. When the spell was complete, the twelve stones scattered to all points of the compass. Within minutes, waves of orange passed over them in the sky as the spell took effect.

"Will we ever be able to find these Pillars of time?" Corus asked.

"You will, you need only locate one and it will guide you to another." Minerva sighed with great relief, shaking the hand of Rhinne in thanks.

"And to think, all of this would never have been possible without these." Holding out her hand, Minvera levitated five crystals, each a differing color.

"Now what did you call these again my love?" Corus asked. Rhinne chuckled to herself: questions seemed to be the only thing Corus spoke.

"I… I don't think I ever gave them a name. Perhaps I'll continue calling them just 'The Crystals'."

"Then 'The Crystals' it shall be." Corus announced, holding his hand out as the crystals passed into his hands.

"There is one more thing that I would like to give you. But perhaps it is more a selfish request than anything."

"Rhinne, you are more than welcome to request anything of us, as long as it's within the power we've learned to do so." Corus replied, putting his arm around Minerva and kissing the top of her head.

"I would like to put this somewhere in your world. It is a remnant of mine, and I believe that it would best survive here in Ossyria." Holding out her hand, she presented the orb of light containing Olde Sapp and Versal saved before the Antellion annihilated everything.

"By all means Rhinne, feel free to put it anywhere." Corus answered.

"Perhaps is would be best to put this at the bottom of one of your oceans where those that come to your world can discover it, when the time is right." With an agreeing nod, Corus and Minerva walked with her leading her to one of the many oceans surrounding the vast continent they had created.

"I don't mean to pry Rhinne, but what happened to your world that this is the only remaining piece?" Corus asked, quickly elbowed in the ribs by Minerva. A sad smile crept across her face as she wiped a tear from her eye.

"It is quite the long tale." She warned.

"We'll be walking for some time." Corus pointed out, holding a map up of where they were in relation to the ocean.

"Very well. At the beginning, I was the only one there. Nothing, and I insist nothing existed, save for me…"


High above them in the Temple of Time, Serpo Arkum watched the three of them happily walk through the newly finished world below. Four eons he had been Rhinne's attendant, carefully watching over her in her catatonic state. Even before that happened when Rhinne had chosen him from the millions of people in Olde Sapp, he had been her attendant.

As the centuries passed, he had begun to harbor feelings for Rhinne. At first, he thought it inappropriate that a human as he could even entertain such thoughts. But as time passed, the feelings became stronger. When she had fallen into the deep depression after Olde Sapp's destruction, he was there for her, caring for her through the eons before these two had come. He read to her memories stored within the Temple of Time, talked with her, walked her through the halls despite her silent catatonic state.

He wanted her to become better, but he wanted it to happen because of his care. When Minerva and Corus appeared however, she slowly did become better. But it wasn't because of him. All the time he had spent by her side when she cried, all the energy he spent in trying to reach her felt as if it was for nothing! These new comers, these imposters had done in a few short decades what he wasn't able to do in eons. Did she not understand what he had put himself through?!

Serpo tried to hint and guide Rhinne to see that these newcomers weren't what she believed them to be and the he was the one to truly be her salvation. Despite his workings, it was all moot as she spent more and more time with them creating their new world. With rage boiling within him, Serpo Arkum left an angry note stating his feelings and his rage then left the temple. One day he would make her pay for abandoning him and rebuffing him. One day, she would regret not seeing his feelings. One day, she would die.