Chapter 96: Elyse’s Whisper to the Dead

The city of Whisperfall lay buried under regret. A place where no voice had been heard in a century.

Elyse walked its ruins.

Alone.

She spoke no spells. Carried no blade.

Just memories.

She sat in the town square. Breathed.

"You were real," she whispered. "You mattered. Even if no one remembers."

Ghosts stirred. Not monstrous.

Just… tired.

They surrounded her. And listened.

And one by one— They began to hum.

The city woke.

And a statue of Elyse rose from the earth. Not to honor her power. To honor her kindness.