The battlefield, the throne, the cycle—it was all gone.
Adrian stood alone in the void, the weight of his choice settling over him. His body was battered, his soul exhausted, but there was a sense of peace that had settled within him. The voices had fallen silent. The endless loop was broken.
But Kael was still there, standing a few paces away. His face was filled with both relief and confusion, as if unsure whether to trust that this was truly the end.
"Adrian?" Kael asked cautiously. "Is it over?"
Adrian nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes. It's over. The cycle is broken."
Kael's expression softened, and for the first time in what felt like forever, a genuine smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "You did it, my friend."
Adrian closed his eyes, letting the silence wash over him. It was done. The past, the guilt, the failures—they no longer had a hold on him. He was free.