Countless Joyful Dawns - The Epilogues (Patreon)

The Undersiders:
Tattletale siezed the oppurtunity that Elaine's leaving left to rapidly reposition herself in Fenrir's Furniture, which already had thousands and thousands of employees, along with an 11 figure warchest in a Numberman account - an account linked to the company, not Dawn. As one of the last Parahumans standing in Brockton Bay, with more resources than almost the entire city combined, she 'won'.


Skitter, having virtually no crimes to her name and having insisted the entire time that she was 'undercover', was rapidly flipped to a probationary ward. She wasn't allowed to stay in Brockton Bay, and was shipped out to LA, where Danny moved to. With the death of Leviathan and a working port, Danny was able to find new work. Away from her old enviornment, and not too far gone, Taylor was able to slowly heal and become the hero she always dreamed of. Even if using butterflies rankled now and then for some unknown reason...

Bitch, having shit communication skills, unfortunately did a moderate amount of time for murder. She never got along with the PRT, rejecting all their offers, but when her time was up her time was up. They let her go, and she went back to looking after her dogs, not really bothering anybody. She occasionally scared the crap out of people mistreating their dogs, but the local PRT department decided that the occasional scare was better than driving her to murder again.

Terrible communication and assumptions on everyone's part, but it got them in something of a workable state.

Grue sang like a bird the moment a hint of helping out with his sister came out, and was rapidly flipped and rebranded. Him and Aisha were sent off to Huston, where he slowly became a respected member of the Protectorate. Aisha, as a second generation cape, still triggered, and took to small scale villainy with unholy glee, becoming the great thorn in his side - both professionally and personally.

Regent's past was quickly found out, and he was put on trial for murder. Heartbreaker found out, and a nasty series of eventus occurred in NYC in true Worm 'everything is terrible' fashion. In the end, Butcher 19, formerly Fletchette, walked out with the rest of the Teeth dead, Heartbreaker was killed, and Quinn Calle, hired by Lisa, was able to successfully argue 'Master Influence' in Alec's defense, which ended up becoming THE textbook case demonstrating a 'Master Influence'.


Not wanting to walk down three flights of stairs, only to need to take one more to reach the subway, Alec instead asked if he could join the Wards instead, so he could crash on their couch and play their video games instead. They said yes... and he was unpleasantly surprised to discover that he couldn't just stay on their couch and play videos games forever, and actually needed to attend school.


Quitting the Wards was more effort than staying... and joining the Protectorate several years later was less effort than trying to strike it out on his own. By that time, he already had the reputation as 'the laziest Ward', and his reputation justifiably followed him into the Protectorate, giving Legend no end of headaches.

His mantra was 'better here than Mastering people out there', even when one report was famously a number of V's when his control key gave out.


Epilogue I wanted to write, but damn Assault was too smart:

Emily and Armsmaster were put on trial. In a narrow decision (Read: Enough members of the tribunal wanted to see what Armsmaster could do, and try to weaponize his creations for themselves), they were declared Not Guilty, but established that Dawn had good reason to arrest them on suspicion of war crimes.
Colin: [*ding!* Welcome to Pallos!]

With the death of Leviathan, Khonsu and Tohu Bohu came out to play. It went about as well as expected. Civilization continued to crumble, one city at a time.

Alexandria threw the mother of all bitch fits back at Cauldron. She finally signed the damn paperwork... and Elaine promptly just left, burning all sorts of political capital for nothing. Except the very same signature had allowed her to arrive on the field as a friendly, and promptly be 'responsible' for killing Leviathan. Yes, it was Night, but everyone could see it was part of her team, and since the others only spent a few minute on Pallos, it was all laid at Dawn's feet.

Alexandria was Not Amused.

She was quite happy to have two eyes again.

Contessa's Path - the big Path - didn't quite throw errors, but it started to reveal... interesting... information.

Scion had decided to effectively go dormant. Instead of burning energy traveling the world and doing random heroics, he went into 'power saving mode'. Magic was new, magic was interesting, and he was going to practice patience. The entites traveled interstellar distances, after all. What would a few centuries be to unlocking the key? Not only to continuing the cycle, but potentially to reviving the Thinker.

As a result, most of Ward never happened, as the top level node was always present. Just sleeping, for lack of a better word.

The Simurgh was not happy by almost all of the events. She'd been plotting both Eidolon's and Scion's demise, and had been twarted on both counts. Additionally, the Travelers plan was no longer viable, and they were heading off to a collision course that would no longer occur. The scheme with the apples would've been brilliant, but yet another portal opening had thrown off all of her projections and forecast. She went back to scanning through the myraid futures, eventually picking one out that would suit her needs.

Everything, in the end, is a Simurgh plot.

Saint mysteriously exploded out of nowhere because the author is a big fan of Dragon and doesn't like Saint holding a gun to her head, and had to work absurdly hard to NOT get him to pull the trigger. It was a shame, because Dragon going 'wait... recognized nation... Exterreri is a recognized nation', then talking with Elaine, Elaine figuring it out and ordering her to be free would've been great, except neither of them knew about Saint. He would've pressed the kill switch SO FAST with the AI 'finding a way around the restriction to listen to lawful authorities'.

So he's getting blown up in the epilogue.

With no great Scion fight and Saint going KABOOM, Teacher never managed to escape the Birdcage.

The refugees and slowly gathering public outcry over the Birdcage did lead Dragon and the rest to install a way to extract prisoners and people when the circumstances demanded. It took almost a full year to extract a single person, with thousands and thousands of checks to prevent escape, but it existed and worked.

Much reduced, and with a van license plate, Dragon and the Protectorate launched a hit on the Slaughterhouse Nine. Jack Slash managed to escape again, of course, but The Siberian and Cherish were taken out. Being by himself, he found it significantly harder to work his terrifying magic, and was eventually gunned down in a sleepy midwest town that had more automatic rifles than residents.

The Fallen, unfortunately, thrived.

Victor did well with his exile, although most of the Empire wasn't so lucky.

Oni Lee continued to hang out in a safe house, drinking beer and watching television, awaiting orders that never came.

The Merchants found a suddenly invigorated Protectorate with nothing better to do breathing down their neck, all while the city's economy slowly started to boom, cutting off their footsoldiers and funding. They were rapidly arrested, and placed in a jail that was able to hold them.

More gangs did eventually move to Brockton Bay, because we can't have nice things.

Without the Empire around, Parian thrived. It took some convincing, but Lisa eventually hired her in as a designed to Auri's Apparel in her civilian identity. It wasn't high fashion like she had planned, but getting her foot in the door on any clothing design, especially with such a large brand, was enough to boost her professional career. Without major pressure, she was able to maintain her peaceful position on parahuman affairs, met a lovely lady, and lived happily ever after.

Uber and Leet continued to be low level nusiances, until one day they both vanished. Their workshop was found, entirely intact, with a ring of tinkertech mushrooms.

Faultline did eventually figure out what was behind the Case 53's, as Gregor had hired her to do. Contessa didn't stop them, because it was no longer determintal to The Path - the same one that had Scion snoozing. Gregor found some comfort in the fact that he had chosen his fate.