The Golden Deceiver Epilogue: Rebirth (Written by .Shiver. Edited by PearlFan23)

A month after the Golden Deceiver was killed, Andromeda’s rebuilding efforts were being funded by the U.M.P., and Kenshin walked out of the royal castle door. Kenshin saw plenty of people rallying around with plenty of signs against the cultists of the Golden Deceiver.

“What’s going on?” Kenshin said

A peasant looked at Kenshin with their anti-cultism sign in hand.

“We hate the cultists that led this monster to destroy our homes!” The peasant said

“I’m hunting those bastards” Kenshin said

“WE HATE GOLDEN CULTISTS!” The crowd yelled

The peasants, middle class, rich, and even royals were parading around Andromeda with Anti-cultism signs. Kenshin saw a camp 100 feet away from the paraders feeding and caring for the wounded, and Kenshin smiled.

“We can rebuild this country” Kenshin said to himself

As time went by, the people of Andromeda had started to recover from the damage caused by the Deceiver. The next day, a church bell rang, and the Inkmatas family were all at the royal Andromedish cemetery. Flowers were on Amber and Kinyani’s graves, and their weapons were next to them.

“The bravery these two had displayed during their lifetimes were remarkable, and during times of crisis, they were the ones who stood up against the darkness of evil and did everything they could… even if it meant sacrificing themselves.” Pre-Inkla said at the stand, “They brought great honor to the family and will never be forgotten.”

Inkmatas, Peyton, and Cataclysma cried hard. Xander and Kenshin had saluted them both, and Rea, Adult Ruby, and Mirai had placed the flowers on their graves.

“I loved you more than just a sister, Amber” Peyton cried

“I loved you more than anything, Mom” Inkmatas said

“Thank you for everything, Kin” Xander cried

“Thank you, stepmom” Kenshin said

“I’m glad you were my stepmom” Cataclysma said

That night, Inkmatas, in her PJs, walked to Xander, who was still at Kinyani’s grave.

“Hello, Inkmatas” Xander said

“Dad… mom wanted me to tell you this, but she always loved you and wanted you to have this” Inkmatas said as she handed Kinyani’s journal to Xander

“Thank you, Inkmatas; now, why don’t you go back to bed?” Xander said

“Okay, Dad” Inkmatas yawned

Xander opened the Journal and saw a note from Kinyani on the first page.

“Love you, babe” The note read

Xander smiled and then went to bed. Suddenly, a bright yellow light flashed over Amber’s grave, and a pair of flip-flops touched the ground. Inkmatas walked out of her room again after getting flash-banged by the bright light in her sleep.

“Hey, who’s trespassing on royal gr-“ Inkmatas cut herself off, “Amber, is that you?”

The figure had a pair of angelic wings, white and pink clothing, and the same shape as Inkmatas mentioned. The figure hugged Inkmatas, and Inkmatas smiled.

“I-I guess you are Amber” Inkmatas said

“I am Amber; now, go back to sleep, Inkie” Amber said

Inkmatas nodded, and they both went into the building. Meanwhile… an Octoling sees an inkling girl. The Octoling tries to get up, but the Inkling girl walks away.

“H-e-y” The Octoling softly cried

Suddenly, the Octoling wakes up in a military-like plaza where the floor tiles were colored gray with purple stripes going through the tiles in a straight line. The Octoling’s head had hurt, and her memory was fragmented into unfindable pieces… except for one. She had seen a familiar Inkling girl. The Octoling stood up and looked up in front of her and saw it… the Inkperial Palace.

Meanwhile, in a private warehouse, the remaining cultists had followed a dealer through the warehouse.

“It’s a harsh world for people like you ever since the Devourer took back its alpha status” The dealer said

The cultists followed the dealer further through the warehouse until the Dealer got to a massive room. The dealer switched the light on, and the dark golden cultist walked closer to what was shown. The cultists all looked at what was being presented: the Golden Deceiver’s head. The dark gold cultist looked back at the dealer.

“We’ll take it” the dark gold cultist said

Good 👍

I like your stories

bravo

Traveler was at the funeral

Cool

Eggy, at the graveyard, tearing up: thank you... you two were a sister and a mother that I never had. *he lays a large bouquet of pink and yellow roses down between their graves*