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The Final Chapter

I barely slept last night because I was up thinking about how I might die. 

It doesn't frighten me, but I wonder, y'know? Catastrophe wants to question me, but if I don't give anwsers...

What'll become of me? I often reflect on the dream I had with the hole in the world.

What if it's true? What if Catastrophe has made a gap in the world and he's using it to destroy Kyngdom? Should I try and escape and warn everybody else? Or should I wait and see if I'm correct? The Decoy Forest seems to call me, telling me that there's something I want dearly, something I need dearly...

...and then I suddenly realize that I should not stay in here to die. Icy is out there, and if anything were to happen to her, I'd never forgive myself. The Resistance needs everyone they can get. Claaws.

What would Claaws think if I gave myself up? Would she understand that I would make it my duty to come back?

I think not. I must get back to everybody else. Catastrophe has a sword that he can destruct things with, and I know Catastrophe best. I am Catastrophe's son.

I am Ronan Damocles. I will return to the Resistance, and I will fight Catastrophe, and we will WIN!

I hear a small thud and realize that my window is open. Outside is little wizard.

"Ronin, surr! I hayve came ter rescute ye!"

"Thank you, Smith." I climb out of the window, and little wizard tells me what is happening as we walk across the courtyard of the Joküll.

Then I hear a yell. "Prisoner escaped! Alert the boss!"

"Oy me Claas! Harry, Rinon!"

We run as fast as we can, but I hear arrows being put in bows and the opening of doors...

Catastrophe is running right at us, and I stop in front of him. He has his sword in a pouch, and is staring down at me with the utmost disdain I have ever seen from any being.

"Ronan Septimus Damocles. You have tried to escape, as I suspected. Well, I shall give you punishment. Or should I say, your idiot friend here."

"Oy im NAUT an idiot!"

Catastrophe hasn't even noticed. Coming from behind us is a shadow, a shadow of someone familiar...

...my shadow. Part of a giant thing that looks like a whirlpool in the earth. It swallows up the stones in the courtyard, and stops behind Catastrophe. 

"Ronan, this is something I like to call the Maelstrom. It will destroy anything I direct it to, including your friend here. I spare you, though, and implore you to run. Tell everyone you know about this thing and I will reward you by killing you last."

"It won't work! Fear never works!"

"Ronan, it will work. I will scare everyone. They will stay in their houses and only think about how they wished they had supported Catastrophe, who they had worked against. Fear works, Ronan. Now run."

To this day I am ashamed of it. I ran. And as I ran, I heard a scream. A scream of my dead friend, who I had abandoned, just so that I could live.

I began to think, though. We must fight against Catastrophe. This may well be the end.