Naraku lies face down on the dirt of a forest floor. He's half-dead, waiting for the final blow. He failed to absorb the demons he needed. Sesshomaru ripped them to shreds. InuYasha broke his barrier. Naraku became a dead man walking. He escaped, barely. His incarnations stayed in his ruined castle, awaiting instruction. Rin gone, back with Sesshomaru. Kohaku went, elsewhere. He lost everything. "Leave me be." He mutters, tired. How strange it is to be anything at all.