The battlefield stilled. Not in silence—but in breath.
Every character—side or lead, written or rewritten—felt a tug in their chest.
It wasn't fear.
It was connection.
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Gerah, the Side Princess, now holding the shattered pen reborn in light, floated over the palace ruins. The Sky Pages hovered behind her like wings—pages of dreams, failures, and truths.
“I was never meant to be the lead,” she whispered.
“But maybe… I was meant to be the heart.”
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Below, Anya, Jiru, Marco, and Dahlia stood in a protective circle.
They weren’t background characters anymore.
They were chosen.
Because Gerah chose them.
Suddenly, Mara emerged from a swirl of black ink, bleeding with fury.
“You think heart is enough to win a story?”
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She raised a dark quill—The Rewriter’s Pen, the source of her power.
With one swipe, she erased the palace gates.
But then—
A memory burst from the ground.
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A young girl writing under candlelight.
Her notebook filled with messy lines, crossed-out names, and tear stains.
That girl was Gerah, dreaming of a world where everyone mattered, not just the main characters.
“Even side characters deserve a story.”
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Back to present.
The ground shook, and from the rubble rose pillars of old paper—the first drafts, the forgotten characters, the deleted dreams.
They came alive. They came home.
Mara screamed.
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>“Why won’t you fade?!”
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And Gerah said“Because love doesn’t fade. And side characters don’t stay silent.”
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She touched the pages of the past—and every forgotten voice began to sing.
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Mara’s power started breaking, pixel by pixel.
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And the final moment came when Dahlia stepped forward and placed her enchanted spoon into Gerah’s hand.
“Write one more time. Write with us.”
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Gerah wrote a new line into the sky:
“This world belongs to everyone—not just the chosen, but the forgotten, too.”
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And with that, the quills burned bright.
Mara disappeared—not defeated, but rewritten…
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