Epilogue – The Dawn of Kazehara

Thus ended the first great upheaval of the forest.

The Ogres had fallen, their king slain, their princess now burdened with the crown. The five great races—once fractured and distrustful—had, for the first time in history, spoken as one. And at the center of it all stood a boy of only fifteen, thrust into a throne he had never sought.

Kazehara was born. A kingdom of monsters, with Tengen as its king.

Yet while the forest celebrated, shadows stirred at its edge. Dracula, the former Demon Lord, had slipped away—his laughter still echoing through the trees. His schemes had been delayed, not undone.

The world beyond the forest had yet to notice the birth of Kazehara. But soon it would. And when it did, neither Tengen nor his fragile alliance would be left in peace.

The curtain fell on one story…
And the next was already waiting to rise.