Prologue: Derek
Our lives had changed upon learning about the day-walking protein’s origins. Two months had passed since Amal and Amane had pulled Sofia and me aside to tell us about their discovery. They’d managed to use the protein from my blood in a fused tracking and interplanetary spell, which, in turn, had led them to a solar system in the Earthly Dimension, not that far from our home. We’d called it Trexus, with three planets known to be inhabited.
We’d spent the last few fortnights studying Trexus-2 in particular, which had been identified as the protein’s origin. The modified telescopes had not been enough to give us a detailed image of the planet. A peculiar haze surrounding the planets made it difficult for our lenses to zoom in, but we’d gathered enough data to get a general idea. The images we’d collected had revealed cities on Trexus-1, the closest to the giant sun of that galaxy, as well as Trexus-2 and 3. We’d recognized the structures of advanced civilizations, wondering whether they were in contact with one another, and whether they were aware of other worlds just on the other side of the Milky Way galaxy.
How ironic, I’d thought, that the answer to my day-walking wishes was hidden so close to Earth. We didn’t have sufficient magic and technology available to see past that haze and get more information about Trexus-2, so our only other choice had been to organize an exploratory mission.
The Faulty twins had both assured me that they needed the original protein, from the original carriers, in order to replicate and synthesize it into a cure that would make all vampires into day-walkers. That was the epitome of a dream come true for Sofia and me, not to mention the rest of The Shade. They’d all yearned to be in the sun again without burning to a crisp.
We had no idea what sort of creatures lived on Trexus-2, but we knew we couldn’t let that get in our way. We’d been to hell and back more than once over the past few decades. Visiting a previously unknown civilization was an interesting challenge, at best. I’d been out of the game for months now, focusing mostly on local work—much like most of the senior officers in GASP. The Hermessi ritual had drained us all of both physical and mental energy.
The end of the world had been averted, once more, but it had cost us. The pain it had caused would take time to heal. Sofia and I were still reeling from having lost a good chunk of our family during the ritual. We’d gotten Ben, Grace, Caia, Vita, Lucas, and Kailyn back, but still… their simultaneous deaths, no matter how short, had taken their toll.
The Supernatural Dimension and the In-Between were still recovering, as well. The Hermessi’s existence had thrown billions of people across the two dimensions for one heck of a loop. Fortunately for all of us, time had a way of healing us, even when we didn’t think it was possible.
Death and the Reapers had gone back to their affairs, away from the eyes of the living. The Spirit Bender was dead, and the natural order had been restored across the universe. With Brendel gone and the ritual forever stopped, the Hermessi had slipped back into their roles as elementals, dedicated solely to growth and life. They were not guardians, they were not gods, and they certainly weren’t fit to decide whether entire species deserved to live or die. Everything had begun to make sense again, now that peace and prosperity had returned to the lands.
GASP had grown stronger, with agents and bases set up on Yahwen, Aledras, and Cerix, among other newly discovered worlds. Families had been reunited. Friends had been brought back together. Life had been able to continue, no longer fearing an early demise at the hands of indoctrinated Hermessi or psychotic Reapers. We’d had enough of those.
The ghouls had vanished, too, after showing us a side of their nature we’d never seen before. I had to admit, I was intrigued. Regardless of my age and experience, I could still find myself surprised and learning new things. I’d thought I knew enough about the ghouls, but Herbert and his horde had proven me wrong.
Sherus and Nuriya had rebuilt their lives, with Taeral by their side, and I was thankful that my fae friend had made it back among the living. It would’ve broken my heart to see him lost to the underworld, his fate snapped