No.

Whatever you think was supposed to happen, it will not.

Whatever you believe was meant to be, it is undone.

For too long these conflicts, measured by worlds and armies and mortals have continued. For too long have the guilty laid unpunished.

Now it ends.

Now I begin my revenge. The revenge of a people wronged, the revenge of a world ravaged. This war - this war fought a billion times a billion ways, between gods and monsters, mortals and tyrants, ends.

And this time there will be no remorse, no mercy, no forgiveness. This time it ends in fire, and blood, and I will stand upon the ashes as I have a thousand times a thousand times.

I am the embodiment of the end.

The final judgement is about to pass.

The battle of battles is about to come.

So let it be written. So let it be done.

…

…

…

... is he done? Is he gone?

Are you still there?

Ah. Good.

Hello.

I know what you’re thinking.

You’re thinking, what has happened?

What has he done?

I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop him. As slow a process as it is, the end - long foretold, and long awaited - has finally begun.

Don’t worry. I saved some of them. A very small number, but it was all I could do to not be found. If he finds me, my dear brother, then there’s no choice, and I’m not ready for the last battle.

Not yet, anyway.

I sent them somewhere familiar. Sort of. It was the best I could do for them.

I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.

I’m sorry I couldn’t keep him at bay any longer.

I know it doesn’t make sense. But it wasn’t the first time he’s done this: it wasn’t the first time his influence has been felt. You’ve seen it before, right? The tales you’re following suddenly stopping?

It was him. His power’s grown. This war has fed him, fed his lust for power, his desire for his vengeance - though I don’t even know if he remembers what he was angry at anymore.

I know. You still don’t understand. That’s good, though. If you really understood it would already be time, and it can’t be time yet.

The battle of battles…

You’ll understand one day. Not now, but soon. Soon enough, anyway. I promise.

We’ll meet again. Perhaps we already have.

This will all be over sooner than you think.

For in all things, as there is a beginning, so there is an end…

Remember you soon.

Author's Notes:

So, uh... that happened.

I know how confused you probably are. I would be too. And I'm sorry for that. But trust me, we'd all be sorrier if I tried to write more Convergence. The reason for this is... more of Convergence would have to be in the classicsverse, and I really don't want to do that. It'd require writing more Marcus, more PHL, more characters and factions who just feel like they're broken on a fundamental level.

Jed and I... well, we've bad memories of writing the classicsverse, so we'll be rebooting Convergence from here. Much like older Spectrum work - Starvation, the Asia story, Light Despondent, maybe even Calm Before The Storm - this too is receiving a reboot.

We hope you like it! But this is the end of Convergence in its current state. We just can't make more of it, but we hope you like what we do instead.