His wings were no longer flames, but cold ash. After millennia of screams and steel, the demon shed his armor, letting the scorched metal sink into the soft moss of a forgotten forest.
There were no more enemies, only the whisper of the wind.
He drove his sword into the ground—not to claim a land, but to lean his exhaustion against it. He closed his eyes, feeling for the first time the weight not of guilt, but of peace. In that still valley, the warrior ceased to be; there remained only a slow breath, finally free from the beat of war drums.
The demon was not merely sleeping: he was finally at rest.
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