SECOND EPILOGUE

In a land far away from Mu, something once hidden came to light when the ice gave way to grass. When the snow gave way to green grass, a great structure, once covered by winter's white, was freed to shine again.

Water now flowed through the buildings where it had once frozen. What was shrouded in darkness now radiated light. That, without a doubt, seemed to be the most beautiful building in the world.

From what looked like coffins, slender, tall beings with shining skin emerged one by one.

After the first few moments of shock, they walked toward what would become the center of their city—a large temple made of crystals.

When everyone arrived at the site, one of them, the one with the whitest and most radiant skin, took the pulpit of the temple and spoke to all:

“Dear brothers. It seems that humans have awakened Yggdrasil once again. It’s time to return. It’s time for the Ljósálfar to act once more.”

He raised his arms to the sky and looked upward.

“Fear humans. Fear! We will ride the beasts of Ragnarok.”

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