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Ren’s Final Stand The Death That Became the Birth of the Crimson Forest
They say she left without a sound.
Not because she was afraid But because the world wasn’t ready for what she was about to do.
Under the silver hush of a moon smothered in clouds,Ren, The spirit-born fox of the starlit winds, slipped through the threshold of their resting place. Her tails flowed behind her like slow-falling comets, illuminating the path only she was meant to walk.
She didn’t wake him.
She didn’t need to.
Inside the shrine they had shared tucked between weeping stones and ivy-threaded wood Vyrn the Crimson Shadow finally allowed himself to sleep. Not because he was tired, but because she was there.
For once, he believed he could rest.
For once, he believed she would stay.
She knelt beside him, whispered a wordless goodbye, and brushed the edge of her hand down the curve of his jaw and pressed a final kiss to his brow.
Then, she walked into the woods.
She carried no sword. Only songs and sigils.
Vyrn awoke an hour later, There was no nightmare,No crack of wind, Just a gut-deep wrongness, like the world had shifted in its bones and was waiting for him to notice.
His hand reached for her across the bedding he found only a cold absence.
The moment his fingers touched nothing, he moved ,No hesitation. No panic. Just the kind of fear that came after lifetimes of losing too many things. And in the far distance he saw the sky break open and knew the arrival of Kairoz Veth was here. A rift had split the heart of the forest, and from it crawled something that had no name in mortal tongues Kairoz Veth the World-Eater was his name in the celestial language. The divine beast blessed by all gods, forged to devour balance, breath, and being. It had crossed through the Void Circle, It had come not to test the world but to punish Vyrn. However the gods did not send Kairoz alone.They unleashed upon the world a legion of horrors and creatures built from sacred fear and divine spite. Their bodies bent space, their screams unmade stone, and their presence cracked the spiritstream that flowed beneath the roots of the world. A horde of hundreds of thousands and they all had one goal: make vyrn suffer for defying the God's. But Ren got in their way or did she fall into the God's trap.