Epilouge

The wind whistle rapidly as the sound of autumn leaves crunching filled the air. Two hooded figures walk into a burnt and destroyed forest as the walk past many craters.

They wore wooden masks as if they were crafted by hand, and carved into a plague like mask.

"Do you really think it will be here? We've been searching for The World Tree for months now!' The first one said.

The second one stopped as they let out a faint chuckle and pointed forward.

The first one looked as their jaw dropped to the floor.

There was a large hole in the ground, as blue flowers suddenly turned a faint gray.

The World Tree ran away again.