1808 epilogue

The aftermath of the outer battle was horrible with Jacques' army having suffered 12 million casualties. The battle was everywhere in the papers. His army marched back to France -if they didn't go home along the way- to get sent home. Jacques was officially declared a saint on December 25th 1808 and had a house that was at the top of the Alps. From there he watched over earth.

He slowly became a myth more he lived. The battles against the blight were poorly documented since the loses didn't have any humans alive to document the details just adding onto the myth status.

On 1846 December 1st he walked down from his mountain and went to his old hometown. He could feel the presence of his family and friends all around as he looked out from his old room.

Then he rode a horse summoned by himself to Leipzig. As he crossed into the city people where confused to see a third swiss regiment soldier so far away.

One man asked him "what's your name young man?" Jacques was protected from aging resulting in him looking just the same as he did when he defeated Satan. "Jacques McKinley." He responded. "I am here for the death place of Bertrand Laroche"

The man lead him to a museum dedicated to Saint-Jacques. He disappeared leaving a four foot tall Golden cross reading "In God you trust and in your God trusts"

No one heard from him since.