Novel & Cerita End Credits Big Hero 6

The silver scar on his chest disappeared. The End appeared at the entrance. It looked at Cassian. You have chosen. Cassian stepped forward. I choose life. The End smiled. Then live. The darkness disappeared. Cassian fell into my arms. I held him tightly. Our daughter ran toward us. Papa! He lifted her. I'm staying. She hugged him. Good. I laughed through my tears. The Beginning watched us. Then it turned toward the horizon. But there is still one final problem.

Veil tried to draw her weapon, but Grant crashed through the wall and tackled her into the ice. It was chaos. Electric. Violent. Final. Daniel broke free, racing toward the console. Aria followed. “No more games, Daniel!” she shouted. “This ends here!” Daniel turned to face her, breathing hard. “You think you’ve won?” She aimed. “I know I have.” The shot rang out. He dropped. Veil screamed. The countdown hit zero. PROMETHEUS TERMINATED The lights dimmed. The war… was over. ~~*~~

As soon as their song came to an end, they all chorused, "We love you, Grace!" Grace immediately launched for them and they all embraced her in a matter of seconds. "Aww, thank you so much, you guys! This means so much to me!" I stood watching them with a smile on my face. "Also," Chris dragged on the word, pushing Grace towards my direction so we were standing beside each other. "It's you guys' six month anniversary, today." "Happy six months, you guys!" They all chorused in unison again. Grace and I both looked at each other, surprised looks on our faces. We both laughed as the boys continued to cheer, whoop and make celebratory noises.

The world before my eyes began to crumble. The Coronation Hall, the bloodstained throne, Killian’s cooling corpse... Everything shattered like a mirror struck by a heavy hammer, dissolving into countless motes of light. The System’s voice rang out in the void one last time, filled with arrogant charity: [Congratulations on clearing the game. Wish granted: Full Resurrection.] [Disconnecting...] [Game Over.] Route 66, The RV. A violent jolt. I snapped my eyes open.

Amen. THE END

The last thing I heard were the frantic cries of Esmeralda, the last image I saw was Riccardo's worried and shocked expression which only meant one thing; if I'd be given the opportunity to fight then for their sake I will. ~Riccardo~ .....doctor save her, please you have to save her" i pleaded with unshed tears in my eyes. "We can't promise anything but we'd do our best to save her" he spoke with a voice void of any emotion and left for the ICU. "Daddy" Esmeralda's voice brought me back to reality and I looked behind to find her in the arms of a devastated Makayla and noticed that the bruises on her arms and neck had been attended to already.

But then the next morning, I heard a knock on my door only for me to find out that Lane actually agreed. I looked at Amara as she placed my gears and materials on the table and explained to me everything that's going to happen. "We will be leaving in the afternoon. Lane and the rest of the team already left early in the morning." She continued with all the rules and regulations. When she was done, she looked at me th full of hope. She licked her lips and sighed heavily. "Last night, the Warrior Witches took hostages. A total of sixty of our men." My eyes widened with shock.

Happy Ending Yes, this is the last part of the story. I'll be glad if you shower your love for the last time on this story. Love Mehak

“YOU. CHAMPION UNIT. ESCORT UNITS. SELECTED ALLIES. REMOVED FROM CYCLE. PROTECTED. GIVEN CLOSED NARRATIVE. NO FURTHER USE EXTRACTED.” The screen showing my apartment brightened. Me. Alive. A neat little epilogue bubble, sealed away from the Game. “END THE HORROR,” it said, almost gently. “FOR THEM. FOR YOU. ACCEPTABLE COMPROMISE. HIGH-YIELD STRUCTURE REMAINS. FUTURE COMPONENTS WILL BE UNNAMED TO YOU. ABSTRACT. NUMBERS. YOU WILL NOT HAVE TO WATCH.” Jax went very still under his half‑collapsed shelf. Selene’s shadows writhed around her, ready to strike, but she didn’t move.

"I was wrong. Please forgive me and help me for old times' sake. The company can't go down like this." I pulled away from him. "Didn't you say that it could survive without me?" His shoulder slumped. "I was too arrogant in the past, ignoring your importance. I was dead wrong." I sighed, "It's too late, Terence." When I was on the highway, he had 13 hours to come and apologize to me. He didn't. Now it was all too late. I ignored his pleas and crocodile tears, turning to leave. In the end, Ryde Enterprises won the lawsuit.