Epilogue
I have searched for it but I have been unable to find it, I cannot find the key. I hold the Book in my hand that would seal my rule, cement my reign, and yet I cannot open it for I do not have the key.
Five years have passed now since the Ardor’s blade Shalam struck my heart. My hatred for the Seeker burns deep, I will never forget. I now call to me my army; I call up to me my very elect. Some of which were once the elect of the High King who is the Creator, and His Son, but now they are mine, for they have turned to me. Some in the recent years I have come to deceive, turning them willingly to my side and other in centuries past. I call to me my own and my own hear my voice; we will march upon them, for though the First did not open the Gate Forbidden, they have removed the seal. It now lies upon the ground broken. I laugh; I will in the end repay them all, with Ardor the son of Theron the chosen Seeker of this age being the first to die.
I now turn my gaze upon the Second; I can see that they are far weaker in spirit than the First was. A fire alights within me; I can feel it, this time I will not fail.
Thank you for reading this book. I wrote it for those out there who have asked for the prt 2 of this series, and simply decided to put both prt 1 and prt 2 together. I would like to hear from you whether this is you first time, reading one of my books, or you have read them before. I would love feedback on what you thought of this story.
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God Bless,
Rebekah