Epilogue IV

  Rachel Rivers

  “Good evening, it is my unfortunate task to inform you of the Purging Plague that is now targeting all users who enter or exit from a dungeon. What started as a localized infestation has apparently spread to all current and former Supers from around the world. Even the native elves and orcs are not immune as they too have seemingly found themselves at a loss for power.” With that the screen behind Rachel Rivers changes, to show the last image of Alexa, still wearing her Aru’ka Super costume, through the nearby dungeon and disappearing with twenty other students. A few minutes later Luke, dressed as Skywalker went through the portal, accompanied by Judge.

  “These is the last image of Supers entering dungeons. As of now it is assumed that the Supers you saw are either powerless, or somehow managed to cut themselves off from catching the strange disease that is infecting anyone with a modicum of power that has gone near a dungeon. Which apparently is the entirety of the Earth at this point.” Rachel paused to let that message sink in. Then the screens once again change.

  “As one might expect, there is an anti-super movement that has rise up during this time of crisis. The much-defunded military and national guard units are at a loss, as many of their main powerhouses are also affected by this. The president is rumored to be close to declaring martial law. Worse, the hope for stability, the elves that are expected to come at the time of integration are suspected to also be vulnerable to the Purging Plague just as the current elven and orcish delegates are. Ultimately, this is a time when we will find out the true condition of humanity. With a heavy heart I wish you a good night, and ask that you spend tonight with a loved one. This is Rachel Rivers signing off.”

  ***

  Marcus Mackie

  Marcus sat chained to the wall of a dungeon. He had come so close, and yet was still so far away from his goal of being released.

  “Cursed creature, I have done as you asked. Surely the allotted time has passed.” Marcus bellowed to the blue scaled dragon.

  Huff.

  With an annoyed huff the blue-scaled dragon opened its golden eyes, and stared at Marcus. “Indeed, it has, but the moment we were waiting for never came, and now there are extra complications that will prevent you from seeing your son.”

  “I no longer care about that, just let me go.” Marcus screamed as he desperately pulled at the chains that were strong enough to even hold back his ferocious strength.

  “I am afraid that the world you knew no longer exists,” the blue dragon said, with a somewhat sad tone to its voice.

  “Earth has been… destroyed?” Marcus asked, his voice trembling and breaking at even the thought of such an odd thing happening. Before this, before meeting her, and her ferocious power, he would have doubted such a thing to be possible, but he had seen things. A demonic army prepped and prepared to go to war, waiting on a foothold, a foothold that apparently never came, due to the worst-case scenario, the Earth being destroyed.

  “What? No, but the access to your planet is now fully compromised. It seems that I…” The dragon began, but her words were cut off by the dungeon who seemed to speak in odd pulses of light.

  Flicker.

  “That we…” The dragon corrected herself after the flashes from the dungeon, “underestimated the lengths that your planet’s sage would go to protect her people.”

  “Our Sage?” Marcus asked, a slightly confused tone to his voice.

  “Yes, I believe you might have met her, though that was clearly before she became the one.”

  “The one?” Marcus asked, his head still ringing from lack of food and water, and now this dragon was once again talking in riddles around him. It was all so hard to comprehend.

  “Yes, she has gone the scorched Earth route. As a means to prevent her planet from being invaded.”

  “Invaded? By the demons?”

  Chuckle.

  At that the dragon laughed haughtily, “hardly, it has been a long time since the demons even needed to muster their forces. Now all they really need to do is sit around and wait for those that remain to destroy themselves. But your prime has fixed that?”

  “But how?” A tired Marcus asked.

  Shaking her head the blue dragon just changed the subject, “tis no matter. We will see how this strategy plays out.”

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  “And for me?”

  “Why, you will stay here of course. Your planet and your son both will have need of you and your levels here shortly.”

  Silence.

  There was a long time that passed as Marcus stared off into the distance, long ago lost to the fact that he would lose this battle. Not only did he have to apparently fight the dragon, which was a challenge in and of itself, but here he also had to contend with a backstabbing dungeon, something he didn’t even know was possible. Finally, after a long time Marcus asked a question that had been plaguing him since he first got bound and imprisoned here.

  “Tell me creature, what is your name?”

  “Me? Why I thought you would never ask, you may call me Magdala.”

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