### Epilogue: The Side Character's Peace
Years later, Elrik was Solhaven's unsung fixture. No statues, no legends—just a guy who swept Mira's bakery and shared her coffee. Leeroy Jenkins, now a town legend, charged past one day, screaming, "LEEEEROOOOY JEEEKINS!" with a baguette. Elrik laughed. "Go get 'em, old man."
Kael's party, now gods, visited. "Nice shop, bread guy," Kael said, tossing a gold coin. Lyria nodded. Zane smirked. They left for another world-ending quest. Elrik handed the coin to Mira. "Stale bread fund." As the sun set, he sat outside, butterfly on his knee, content in his beige-cardigan life. He'd found peace—not as a hero, but as Elrik, the guy who was *there*.
**The End. (Or is it? *Smirk*)**