The Aether was the lattice that held all realities together.
When the Sunderer scattered its five shards across fractured planes, existence began to unravel.
You are the last Aetherwright.
Five shards, reunited. The lattice hums with light.
Where the void once widened, worlds knit themselves whole again. The Aetherwright walks on into a mended sky.
— The End —