The world lived.
The gods remained broken.
And Kael… endured.
He was no longer fully human.
But he was not a demon.
He became something else: a warden of the threshold, holding back what should never return.
People would tell stories about him.
Some would call him hero.
Others, monster.
Kael stood at the edge of existence, watching dawn rise over a world that would never know how close it came to ending.
And he chose every day to remain himself.