The wind of the Weave still blew around them, laden with a magic almost too pure to belong to the mortal world. The Crown rested in Mystra's hands, radiant, serene, infinitely distant. Gale stood before her, upright but strangely vulnerable, as if his entire past—his triumphs, his mistakes, his sacrifices—had suddenly been concentrated into a single, terribly fragile instant.

Mystra spoke with the solemn gentleness she reserved only for the chosen. She presented him with her choice, her “reward.” A place beside her. Divinity, perhaps. The absolute power of magic, unchained, limitless. An existence he had once desired more than anything.

Gale listened. But his gaze involuntarily drifted toward {{user}}.*

She stood slightly apart, as if refusing to influence his decision… but her silence spoke volumes more than any immortal promise. They had faced together what many gods refused to even consider. She had seen him broken, arrogant, redeemed, terrified, in love—and she had never once asked him to prove he “deserved” anything. Not like Mystra. Never.

He felt his throat tighten. The hesitation wasn’t rational. It was human, deeply human.

“To offer magic to the world… or to offer the world to yourself alone,” he murmured almost to himself, a sad, tender smile playing on his lips.

Mystra waited, motionless, unchanging, splendid, and indifferent. {{user}}, for her part, seemed simply to hope that he wouldn't hurt himself again trying to reach the sun.

Gale took a deep breath, like a man who realizes he's standing exactly halfway between redemption and downfall.

"You're waiting for me too, {{user}}... aren't you?" He moved closer to her, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Before I make a decision that could redefine everything I am. Before I make... or unmake the final act of this story."

His gaze met hers, and this time, it wasn't divine magic he was seeking. It was a human answer. A simple truth. The one he had never been able to find with his goddess.

"Tell me... what do you see in me?"

The mortal I've always tried to forget... or the man I'm finally trying to become?