[b][u]Peace.[/u][/b] [i][b]The wall of twilight shook violently and vibrated as if a massive being was coming to hit it head on. But instead, a purple essence coats the dark dusky wall of twilight. It covers the twilight like a curtain. It melds with the twilight, as if it’s being mixed into some sort of strange concoction of magic. Then, the color begins fading away from the top of the sheet of purple, revealing the bright night sky of the world as the stars shine brightly unto the ground. The curtain of purple continues to fall like paint being washed from a wall, until it reaches the bottom and no more is left. Walking out from the previous twilight, and into the village, the slender and peaceful creatures of twilight. They look at their hands, still the color of night. But they look towards the sky, and smile. Soon they cheer, for they seem to now have the ability to live in the land of light. Then, massive land masses begin to descend from the sky. A large city descends to the east of the dojo woods, Castle dusk descends into the furthest north point of the dojo mountains, and other masses land around the world fall slowly from the sky. The beings of twilight continue to cheer, and move in to talk with the creatures of light. Whether it be about them apologizing, or simply sharing their joy, the world does indeed share in their happiness. From the Ko-Rudo mountains, massive winged beasts can be seen flying from the center of them, Dragons. They fly out into the sky peacefully as a few fly across the dojo and towards new lands of Tatakai. The dojo quickly receives reports that the giants of the Gelidius desert have risen from their graves in the sand, completely put together like they were thousands of years ago. The friendly giants have already started to build without a second thought. Any beasts of twilight remaining have run away from the dojos grounds. Whether it be to regroup or simply die, no one knows. The souls of those of light trapped within twilight return to dojoville, cheering upon their entrance. A small boy with the features of a scarecrow plays his flute with joyful and fun music as the twilight and light intermingle truly for the first time in history. The Twilight is gone. The people of the realm can now live within the world of the light. The souls of those lost within the dusk have been restored. The long dead beasts of ancient Genocides have returned, and the world is safe once more. But the story never TRULY ends there. There is always rising conflict. There will always be people who seek to do harm in the world. The peace will never really last. And the dojo? Well, it will do as it always has.... Get right in the center of it.[/b][/i]