Kena took her final steps across the final lap of the island, the soft grass crunching softly underfoot as she pondered over her remarkable journey so far. She had freed the souls of the villagers, and with the help of the spirits, even the rot god itself. The victory felt bittersweet, though, as she now stood alone on the island, the only living human in sight.

Taking a moment to breathe in the tranquil air, she began to explore a nearby ruin, admiring its ancient and long-forgotten designs. Suddenly, a strange sound drew her attention...