The End...

"It has been fifty years. Why don't you go inside to see him?" Aras stood near his sister who was on the border of Amai for five decades waiting for him.

"I am afraid; If I meet him again... " She sounded tired.

"Even after all these years you still can't let go of him. Why don't you return to heaven?"

"Because of my selfishness, I ruined his two life. I have to make sure that his next life will be smooth and prosperous. "

"You just want to meet him for the last time and tell him, you never misunderstood nor hated him."

"Maybe... Yes. I don't want him to leave with regret and disappointment. I want him to be happy for eternities from now on."

"My little sister is grown up..." Aras hugged her with his left hand.

Loud bells gonged all around Amai. The king is dead...

She pressed her hand in anguish. She was sweating, her breath was getting denser. 'He is coming... I am meeting him... For the last time. Will he resent me' Her mind was full of thoughts?

"Apu... " She turned back. It's him. She flew and hugged him. All her resolute oaths went void. Her sound was feeble, she cried her agony of decades.

Aras stood behind her, leaving that moment for them.

A loud thunder hashed the sky. The time froze. She looked up. The heavenly army was descending with her father, Alun commanding. She pulled her sword and stood before him.

"Leave... I said leave..." She cried.

"It's too late now..."

Alun walked towards them. Aras rushed to stop his father, "Father... let them go." Alun pulled them both and stood before Yuvan. He kneeled with his army,

"Alun welcomes crowned prince back to heaven after successfully completing his trial on earth. ..."