Epilogue

Years had passed since that fateful night in Mailgrin, yet the memory of it remained fresh in Eden's mind. The world had changed around him, but one thing had not—Hazel, the vampire girl he had sworn to protect. She had grown stronger, wiser, and more determined with each passing day, no longer the frail child he had once carried through the village gates.

Together, they traveled across the lands, from the sunlit valleys of Routuk to the shadowed ruins of forgotten kingdoms. Eden, now a formidable warrior with eyes that saw beyond the mortal veil, and Hazel, a vampire whose strength rivaled even the legends of old. They had become more than mere survivors; they had become a force that legends whispered about.

But the world was not kind to those who carried the blood of monsters. Kingdoms feared Hazel for what she was, and men sought to control Eden for the power he wielded. Yet, through it all, they stood together, bound by an unspoken promise forged in that silent village so long ago.

One evening, as they stood atop a cliff overlooking a vast kingdom, Hazel turned to Eden with a soft smile. "Do you ever wonder what life would have been like if we hadn't met that day?" she asked.

Eden chuckled, his silver eyes reflecting the twilight sky. "No," he said simply. "Because no matter how the world sees us, I know one thing for certain—I was always meant to find you."

Hazel's emerald eyes shimmered as she took his hand. The path ahead was uncertain, the battles ahead unknown. But together, they would face whatever came next.

For monsters, outcasts, and those who carried the weight of destiny—this was only the beginning.