As Kael traveled across the realms, seeking to mend the broken world he had created, he encountered those who had once followed the gods, now lost in the chaos of a post-divine world. People were confused, angry, and scared. They had no idea what came next.
In one of the largest cities of the former empire, Kael met with the leaders of the surviving factions. They were wary of him, unsure if they could trust the man who had brought down the gods.
"I came to you not as a king, but as a man who understands what it means to lose everything," Kael began. "I've destroyed the old order, but I don't have all the answers. I need your help to rebuild, to create something that lasts."
For the first time in a long while, Kael spoke not with the force of a ruler, but with the vulnerability of someone who had been broken and had to rise again. His sincerity reached them, and slowly, the leaders began to speak, sharing their vision for a new world.
It was then that Elara returned.
Kael had almost given up hope of seeing her again, but there she was—standing in the doorway, her eyes filled with resolve.
"Elara…" Kael breathed, his heart pounding.
"I came back because you're not alone in this," she said, her voice steady. "We're all in this together."
The room was silent, and for the first time since his fall, Kael felt the weight of his decisions lift just slightly. Together, they could rebuild.