As the dust settled, the brothers were gone. Whether they had perished or been cast into some other realm, none could say. The Alderson Disk, once a beacon of hope and civilization, began to fall apart.
Massive chunks of the disk broke away, spiraling towards Earth. The collision was inevitable, a doomsday scenario set in motion by the brothers' battle. The sky was filled with fire as debris rained down upon the planet, an extinction-level event unfolding in slow motion.
In the decisive moments, as the Alderson Disk disintegrated, the people held each other close. Families huddled together, their tears mingling with the dust and ash. Lovers embraced, whispering words of comfort and regret. Children clung to their parents, their eyes wide with fear and confusion.
The Bow of Shadron, wrenched from Draven's grasp in the final explosion, tumbled through the air before burying itself deep within the ruins of Alderson disk. The Bow of Demon, torn from Vladex's hands, plummeted to Earth, disappearing into the fractured ground.
When the remnants of the Alderson Disk struck Earth, the impact was cataclysmic. Mountains were leveled, oceans boiled away, and the very crust of the planet shattered. The sky darkened with ash and debris, casting the world into a perpetual twilight.
Survivors emerged from the rubble, their faces etched with grief and horror. They were the remnants of a civilization, the last witnesses to the fall of an empire. The air was thick with the stench of death and destruction, the cries of the wounded and dying echoing through the shattered landscape.
Rebuilding from the Ashes
As the days turned to weeks and the weeks to months, the survivors began to rebuild. They carved out new lives amid the ruins, clinging to the hope that someday, the world might heal. Stories of the brothers and their fateful battle became legends, passed down through the generations. The Bows of Shadron and Demon, lost to the ages, awaited their next wielders.
In the shadow of the Alderson Disk's remnants, humanity endured. They remembered the lessons of the past, the price of power and the peril of unchecked ambition. And though the scars of the battle would never fully fade, they looked to the future with a cautious hope, determined to forge a new destiny from the ashes of the old.
The End of the Drakonis Bloodline
With the disappearance of Draven and Vladex, the Drakonis bloodline came to a tragic end. The once-mighty rulers of the Alderson Disk were no more, their legacy reduced to myths and ruins. The people believed the brothers had perished in their final clash, leaving no heir to continue their lineage. Yet, the question lingered in the minds of those who survived: were the brothers truly dead, or did they still linger somewhere, plotting their return? And if they did return, what would become of the world they left in ruins?
The Legend Lives On
Thus began a new era, an age shadowed by the past but brimming with the potential for a new dawn. The Alderson Disk, once a symbol of pride and achievement, now served as a reminder of the cost of conflict. And as the world slowly healed, the legend of the Drakonis brothers and their fateful battle remained, a cautionary tale for all who dared to seek power without considering its consequences.