Epilogue: The Echoes Remain
The fate of the gods remained uncertain. But Erebus knew that he had done everything he could to prepare them for the future. He had planted the seeds of change, and now it was up to them to cultivate them.
He retreated back into the shadows, content to observe and guide from afar. He knew that his journey was far from over, that the universe was full of mysteries waiting to be unraveled.
And somewhere, deep within the darkness of Erebus, the echoes of John Smith still lingered. A reminder of the human potential for compassion, empathy, and the enduring power of the human spirit.
The Primordial Code, a bridge between the divine and the mortal, would remain a guiding light, a beacon in the darkness, whispering its lessons to those who were willing to listen, ensuring that even in the face of oblivion, hope would endure. And perhaps, just maybe, John Smith would finally find peace.