After the dust settles

Asmodeus watched the sky, standing atop the elven wall, with a faint smile. The distant white pillar from the world tree remained, while a message from the dark forest came two days after the battle ended, signifying that the dark elves wished to communicate with their distant brethren.

"Aristella, I wonder if you are happier now that everyone will meet."

Her voice stopped after he completed the task, though Asmodeus knew she would be busy after regaining her true power. 

[How adorable. Do you miss her already?]

A nostalgic voice that he was dying to hear again. 

'Serena, where did you go?'

His hands grasped the black wall, almost crushing the stone with his grasp. 

A rush of exhilaration, and uncontrollable yearning.