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CENTRAL PROTAGONIST NO LONGER REQUIRED. Elena felt something inside her loosen. Not role. Pressure. Lucas woke. “What happened?” Adrian whispered: “Almost done.” Lucas rubbed his eyes. “Did I miss the ending?” Everyone froze. Then laughed. Even Root. Especially Elena. “No,” she said. “There isn't one ending.” Lucas yawned. “That sounds exhausting.” “Yes.” The field changed. CENTRAL NARRATIVE CLOSURE AVAILABLE. No options. No threats. Just available.

Before your world breaks all over again. But I will not. Because if there is one thing I know for certain, it is this. No one else will get close to you. No one else will take you from me. You were never meant to walk away from that night. You were meant to be mine. Forever. So go ahead, Harper. Remember. And when you do… try to run. Let us see if you can escape me in the real world too. The END… or is it just the beginning? ***

Nevertheless, I was sure that somewhere in her subconscious, the story was somehow close to the truth, but where was the true ending and where did the fiction begin? “Yes, it was exactly like a fight. As if they came, fought, took the girls, and left. Only they forgot about me or just didn’t find me. I can’t condemn them. This place is a damn maze. I remember the day she brought me here. I didn’t understand why until she told me. And I’m inclined to believe that she brought you in for the same reason.” Now I really understood nothing. I really needed an explanation. “I don’t understand you ... I don’t even know your name.”

I can't live without you…" I looked up, wiping away the tears from the corners of my eyes. "We've been together for ten years, Mabel. I've never done anything to betray you or let you down. Please, I'm begging you, just let us end on a dignified note." I turned and left the hospital room after that. Outside, Brenda handed me a thermal flask. "Jasmine tea. Your favorite." I took the flask and exchanged a smile with her. "You still remembered after such a long time."

Too peaceful. She slowly opened her arms. Everything became silent. Even the wind stopped. Who are you? I asked. She looked at me. I am the End. Cassian drew his sword. Why are you here? The End looked at our daughter. Because she should never have existed. I stepped in front of my child. You're not taking her. The End smiled. I don't need to take her. Then what do you want? Her choice. My heart tightened. What choice?

“But it shouldn’t exist. It doesn’t make sense. It’s not supposed to happen like this.” “Between who?” he asked, voice careful now. I let out a shaky breath. “You already know.” He nodded slowly, like he was putting pieces together. “And what did the books say?” I laughed, but it came out hollow. “You don’t want to know.” “Try me.” “Most of them end with someone dead.” His jaw tightened. “That’s not funny.” “I’m not joking.” Silence again. I looked down at my hands, fingers curling into my sleeves. “I didn’t come here for this,” I said, quieter now. “I came here to survive. To prove I could stand on my own. Not to get tied to something that could destroy everything.”

The kind built from relationships rather than battles. And somehow that felt more dangerous. --- The End finally spoke. Its voice echoed inside Emma's mind. Why are you here? The Mother looked directly at Emma. As though she could hear the question. Perhaps she could. "I came because you woke up." Silence. The End responded instantly. I never asked to wake. The Mother's smile disappeared. "Neither did I." For the first time— Pain crossed her face. Ancient pain. Deep pain. The kind that survives for billions of years.

crazily evil. "How do I come up with this?. And why do you hold us captive?." I don't find how this story was leading to his way of ending the supernatural world nor does it have anything to do with his explanations of how I came to be.

he said sadly. ****************** Hey Wonderful Readers, Seems like this is end of the book THIS IS THE END. KIDDING :p It is not end but the beginning. Question rises where is Matilda? What happened to her? Did she make it? If yes then why she not here? Is it a sad ending? No, it is not sad ending as i said in the beginning “Every story has ending but happy one, there is nothing known as sad, if it is then it is not end”

The hallway outside is almost empty now. For a few seconds, neither of us speaks. Dylan leans back against the wall and runs his hand slowly through his hair, staring down at the floor. “You shouldn’t have come,” he says finally. I fold my arms loosely across my chest. “Why not?” He sighs quietly. “Because I already ended this.” The words stung more than I expected. “Yes,” I replied calmly. “You did. Without any explanation.” Dylan looks up at me. His expression softens slightly.