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In a part of Yharnam that nobody really knew the existence of, Mensis broke multiple examination tools in anger. "We were so close! And we failed because of that idiot Van Helsing!" Mensis's personal guards, also known as the Bloody Crows, stood in silence as usual. There were ten of them, and Mensis had handpicked them. They were among the most skilled warriors on the planet, or so he had been told. Mensis continued his rage until he kicked a crate of artifacts, breaking it partially. Out of the crate came a large silver bell. Mensis paused, then picked it up. He examined it, then gave it a ring. He felt some of his knowledge slip away and he heard a ringing that sounded like it reached through space and time. Then, he heard a whooshing sound and he saw a figure wearing dark attire become conjured from blue light rise. The light faded away however, and the figure turned towards Mensis. It said, "How did you manage to free me? All Eldritch knowledge was locked away with Pthumeru." Mensis dropped the bell and one of the Bloody Crows caught it before it hit the ground. Mensis composed himself and replied, "I am Mensis, plunderer of Pthumeru. I have freed you and now I ask what you are." The figure paused then said, "I am an ancient power that was locked away. I hail from Great Isz, but I was responsible for the destruction of Loran. I was defeated however, by my fellow Great Ones in Pthumeru. I was locked away, but now you have freed me with the Beckoning Bell. Now, I shall help you conquer this world." Mensis laughed and said, "Well! You're welcome here my friend! I have the feeling we'll be the best of friends err... what's your name?" The figure smiled and replied, "Legion."

This was a short epilogue, but I hope you enjoyed it, and the rest of the story. I'll start on the next one soon enough. Comments are welcome.