Noctis meets his end on the throne, pierced by ancestral blades. The Dawn reclaims its place, & Ignis, overwhelmed by the bright blur, remembers life's nuances.

“He did it,” Prompto says, barely standing. A mix of laughter & sob escapes, “He did it!”

“Always knew he could,” Gladio admits, “That’s a fuckin’ lie. But he sure showed me, huh?"

“In his name, we must rebuild,” Ignis declares as Eos basks in the return of light & life after a decade of darkness.