Liam flipped through the blank ledger, its pages crisp and untouched. The **Infinite Pen** rested in his grip, humming with silent energy.
For the first time since this journey began… **there was no pre-written fate.**
Everything was **new.**
And yet, that realization sent a **chill** down his spine.
They had won. The **Unwritten** had been transformed. The **Abyss of Silence** had been given a story.
But something still felt… **off.**
Finn, sitting cross-legged on the grass, let out a long sigh. **"So. Are we gonna talk about it?"**
Elena raised an eyebrow. **"Talk about what?"**
Finn gestured vaguely at the sky, where the last traces of the **broken cosmos** still flickered. **"The fact that we basically just rewrote reality and somehow, the universe didn't collapse into a paradox?"**
Liam exhaled. **"Because we didn't overwrite. We created."**
