For hours now, embodiments Had fought in the skies above Shore. Mortals had fought on the ground. The peak battle of the war which had been going on for the last year was over, and the result was widespread death. On every side. Widespread death to innocent mortals, to mortals loyal to Plex, to embodiments loyal to Plex, to embodiments loyal to Koty and Eli, and to embodiments who just didn't care. There was so much death.
The fighting had stopped now, and it seemed that Anarchy's army had been defeated. The rebel embodiments who were not killed had fled, off to their own respective corners of existence. Now, the battlefield was left alone. It was a time of reflection and mourning for the lost lives. It was a time of silence.
A portal opened on Shore, and from it, K2323 was thrown out, rather violently, infact. Chal was standing nearby. He rushed up to K2323, a shocked look on his face.
"You guys are back!" Chal exclaimed, "Does that mean that the war is over?"
"No," K2323 replied, his voice a mix of Fatet and K2323's, to Chal's surprise. "The war has just started."