Chapter 100 Crown Of Skulls

• One year later
• I stood on the balcony of the tower where everything had begun, watching the sun set over a kingdom that had been transformed beyond recognition. The dimensional monitoring stations that dotted the landscape pulsed with soft light, their magical sensors constantly scanning for any sign of instability in the fabric of reality. The work was never finished, but it was manageable now, shared among the allied kingdoms that had forged their union in the crucible of cosmic crisis.
• "The latest reports from the monitoring network," Kael said, joining me on the balcony with a stack of documents. His appearance had stabilized over the past year, the otherworldly corruption now integrated into his being rather than consuming it. He could still step between dimensions, but he was also undeniably present in this reality, anchored by our bond and his own choice to remain human at his core.