Present

Daniel looked at the body and than back toward Zod, “What…?” Confusion set in; the body limp on the ground belonged to Zod?

"He is my double, from THIS world.” Zod began, “And may God rest his soul.”

The remaining Tomb members dug through the rubble, hoping to find their friends. Tears were in Bibbo’s eyes as he pounded the stone below him.

Then, there was movement under the rubble.

“GUYS!” Bibbo yelled, “I think I found something!”

The Tomb members rushed over, helping to clear the rubble, as a hand slowly lifted out. Bibbo grabbed the man’s hand and pulled, freeing both him and the young man held tightly in his arms.

Gooz fell right to his knees, softly dropping Ry-Chard to the ground. The remaining heroes gathered around.

“Are you ok? Where are Prometheus and Malvana? Are they…” Bibbo asked, barely able to speak, breaking down.

“I’m fine. Promethus… Malvana… They’re gone. Dead. They’re both dead.”

Gooz slowly made it to his feet, looking around.

“...The Message Board League is dead...”


An angel watched from above, a tear fell from his eye. It was over. This had been the END OF THE MESSAGE BOARD LEAGUE.

<The End>