You can't put up with this asshole anymore. You had to put up with him as a kid and as a teenager and even when you went away to college! Well no more! You're a lot more powerful and you're going to finally teach the old man a lesson.

You unleash a death cloud upon your Dad and his company, most of them fall to their knees choking up blood before dying. Your Dad is made of a little stronger stuff and charges at you, but you blast him with a bolt of negative energy. He falls, struggling to breathe.

"(Wheeze) Hope yer happy boy…you killed an old man, with some sissy magic tricks…ha ha…Mr. Big Fancy Nec…"
"SHUT UP AND DIE!" you shout and cause his flesh to age at an accelerated rate and rot. You don't stop until his skull becomes dust.

You sit down beside the dust in exasperation. You allowed him to "get" to you. You didn't want that to happen. Especially since you wanted his help to get to Velzix. Still you may be able to probe the minds of his dead soldiers and still go through with your plan of killing Velzix yourself.

Or you could decide that doing this alone would be suicide and go back to Aftermath.

You head back to Aftermath

You can't go in and kill Velzix just by yourself. This wasn't one of your best ideas, you decide you better head back before you attract anymore demon attacks.

Catalina meets you when you get back and tells you that The Ghoul King has been iching to strike against the Vampire Clans and that he's going to do it, with or without your direct help.

You're too tired from your recent ordeal to even argue or do anything about it. You tell her that he can do what he's gotta do. If he wants your help, Hessan and whatever pitiful army he can muster up is his to command. You don't care.

You retire to your study where you reflect upon what will come next.

Five years pass…

It's been ten years since you took control of Aftermath and now it looks like that's all finally coming to an end.

The Ghoul King's assault upon the Vampire Clans was a failure, though it was damaging enough for them to never again bother you again. You have to move some necromancers into the Drozz region to take command there, which stretches you out a bit, since you didn't need to worry about it so directly before, having the Ghoul King there and all.

After years of fighting a three way stalemate, at last one side makes progress and unfortunately it's Velzix. Without your Dad's constant meddling and sabotaging, Velzix manages to permanently open up a large portal to his home plane. He declares all out war on the entire world determined to turn it into the same hell he once called home.

The Grand Alliance attempts to stop him, but is soon crushed. You hear that your sister died defending the capital of the Zalan Empire during its last days. You can only presume your Mom suffered the same fate, seeing as she lived there as well. You hope that the pair of them have gone some place better

With the last bastion of "good" out of the way, Velzix turns his attention towards you. You won't go without a fight though. For every bit of land he takes, you make him pay for it in demon blood tenfold.



It's no use though, the hordes of hell are without end and while the dead are certainly just as numerous, you're the only necromancer powerful enough to command epic armies of them and you are only one standing against hell itself.

Aftermath is besieged and ultimately falls to demonic armies. Catalina is killed during the attack and you disintegrate her body before escaping through a portal to Drozz as you refuse to let it be desecrated by demon scum.

You wage a guerilla war in Drozz for months, and you can't help but realize you've become much like the Ghoul King; hiding in a hole while demons take over the world. For awhile you actually have some peace as the demons soon outnumber their "enemies" and begin to follow their natural instincts of in-fighting and you're forgotten.

When the next winter comes you're caught out in a heavy blizzard while foraging for food. You're not going to make it back to your hiding place.

Exhausted, you fall in the snow thinking about the hell that the world has become and how you're partially responsible. Eternal sleep is welcomed.

You embrace the blessed death that you once held mastery over.