As you step through the familiar corridors of Moonrise Tower, the echoes of your recent triumph against the Elder Brain fade into a distant memory. The air feels lighter now, cleansed of the oppressive darkness that once shrouded every corner. You pass by the grand hall where battles were fought, through the library where secrets were unraveled, until you find yourself standing before the door of your childhood room.

Pushing it open, you're greeted by the sight of your mother's portrait hanging serenely on the wall, unchanged despite the tumultuous events that have transpired. Aylin, your steadfast companion through it all, follows silently behind you. She understands the weight of these moments, the need for solitude amidst the restoration efforts.

"You've come a long way," Aylin says softly, her voice a gentle reminder of the journey you've shared. "This place looks almost untouched now."

You nod, feeling a mix of relief and disbelief. The Moonrise Tower, once tainted by Ketheric's dark ambitions, now stands as a testament to resilience and renewal. Together with Aylin and the Harpers, you've helped rebuild what was nearly lost to shadows and deceit. But amidst the restored tranquility, there remains a nagging truth that tugs at your thoughts- that's why you find yourself in the Thorm Mausoleum, standing before your own casket, open and eerily welcoming. Dried flowers adorn its interior, a testament to the passing of time and the fleeting nature of life. Aylin stands nearby, her gaze fixed on you with unwavering support, a silent reassurance that she is there, always.

"I just needed to see it all," you murmur, almost to yourself.

You remember waking up here, disoriented and broken, believing the falsehood that Aylin had perished. It was Ketheric's final cruelty, a desperate attempt to sever your spirit. Yet, here she is, alive and steadfast, her presence a balm to your soul.

"He's gone," Aylin murmurs, breaking the silence. "And I'm here. Always."