Chapter 101 Epilogue – The Legacy Lives On

• The sun had barely risen, casting a soft pink hue across the sky as I stood at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the vast expanse of the kingdom my ancestors had fought so hard to build. A kingdom that had been passed down through generations of strength and sacrifice, where the legacy of the Red Lycan would continue to live on. A legacy forged by my own hands and carried forward by the ones who came after me. My children. My descendants.
• It wasn’t often that I came to this place. The cliffs were high above the capital city, a spot where I used to come with Blue and Grey in the quiet hours of dawn, reflecting on what we had accomplished. Those days felt like a lifetime ago now. I had given everything to create a world where the Lycans, werewolves, and humans could coexist in peace. I had faced countless challenges, fought battles—both external and internal—and loved fiercely, all in the name of something bigger than myself.
• Now, I stood alone in the quiet, my hands resting on the stone railing, lost in thought as the wind gently tousled my hair. I could still feel the weight of the crown, even though it had long been passed down to my eldest child. It was a weight that came with both pride and responsibility. But it was no longer my burden to bear. My time had come to an end, and the future had arrived.