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Free at last to do whatever you wanted, you try to think what next to do, but all that circles in mind was how close you were to finishing it all. While fighting the demon lord could mean certain death even with Daedulus' magic, you'd rather that than bend the knee to another demon, no matter how much power he offered.
Distracted by footsteps coming from behind, you twist round to see Dywin in full plate armor. The old dwarf wielding a double sided battle axe that he slung over his shoulder, his face tired and grim. "Well laddie, I see you've made it 'ere before me. I suppose I shouldna be surprised seeing as you were the one I saw here in me dreams. But no matter, what will it be? Will you turn your back on the world or will you fight for it?"
Will you turn your back on the world or will you fight for it?
Spinning you take a step towards Tazreal, feel the demon's power hammer against you, the magical energy inside you blocking every blow, whip out the artifact from your pouch and plunge it into the demon's heart, Tazrael's eyes glowing white hot with rage before being slowly sucked into the object to vanish away.
His last parting thought imprinted in your mind. "You have stopped nothing."
But at that moment, all you could feel was a rush of relief at having finally done what you'd set out do, all those weeks ago. Hand still clenched around the pulsing artifact, you watch it burble with life before slowly darkening.
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Dywin's voice drifting towards you from a great distance. "The fight is not over yet, but at least now the world has time to prepare for his return. You've done better than I ever expected, perhaps we'll meet again one day, till then farewell."
Opening your mouth, you twist round to ask him why he was here, how? But by the time you turned around he was gone.
Leaving behind the hall, you return outside and smile at the sun breaking through clouds. The tears of blood stopping, and storm ended. Farewell dwarf.
Basking in your victory, you wonder what you'll do next now that you're free of the compulsion, when a voice intrudes in your mind.
"To be quite forthright with you, I was going to seize control of your body, and use it as my vessel, but I suppose we could adventure alongside each other a little longer. With my power and your skill we could rule the world.
3. Do you wish to return to the Land of Dreams to battle the Troll Kings?
Preferring a life of adventure, you make a cursory sweep for Lorna and Gorrack hoping to find their bodies in the mess before returning to the tower empty handed, a part of you saddened by their loss. Restoring the ancient building with the help of Daedalus, you travel back to the Land of Dreams to battle the Troll Kings, before moving from land to land taking on quests and gaining riches.
Your exploits become legendary as is the tower you travel upon, your story told again and again throughout the land, from campfire to tavern all know the Tale of the Tower's Guardian.
A beacon of light in the darkness, your story attracts the attention of dangerous people who set their goal on capturing the Tower and it's wealth from you. For years you manage to avoid them, but eventually they catch up to you, and there ends your tale.
Wandering restless through the void, you observe the world for many years, when you hear a voice calling out to you. "Come child, we have much to do. You are needed once more."
Title Gained: Adventurer
Quest Complete