The wind is suddenly blowing... breath.... breath... the island is breathing again... deeply and in a calm manner. The sound of life is arising slowly. The emotion is growing inside you. You know it from the start, that was your fate. A golden crown is floating in front of you, majestic and beautiful.
You grab the crown, and in a weirdly familiar manner, you place perfectly the crown on your head... and all the happy memories are back... you are the Royal... this land is yours.... and you have to protect your people...
... this noise... what is this noise....
You turn around... and the nation is standing there, smiling and ... finally happy because you’re back and all will be back to normal... or... will it? Despite everything falling into place, somewhere, somehow, the chaos is brewing.
Thank you. You've won the quest, the crown, the island, and gained back your destiny.
To be continued...
