Post-Credits | Accelerando

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Location: Valinor, Aman

Time: Unknown

"The song has changed." The Vala of the sea told them through their dreams. "You must begin our plan."

They spoke through their mind back, "Námo will come to realise what you have been doing." [17]

The Vala simply hummed. "Then we must act now for he will prevent his request to return to her."

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A figure stood upon the cliff edge; their face was hidden with a large hood from their dark navy cloak. They stared down at the landscape below, facing the Northern shores of the sea as the waves crashed against the rocks and the whispers of the wind which blew around them.

Standing against the shores were set of gates, so large that a giant might fit through them. Through those great doors, they would stumble upon great caverns of endless expanse – with no light but the green lights emitted from the night sky.

On Earth, they were called the Aurora Borealis. However, in this world, such things as the Northern Lights were not known to them as science but as the magic surrounding the very universe.

They took a small breath to prepare themselves.

As it would be their first and only chance to take the very fëa they needed, from a place that was forbidden for any Eldar in Arda to leave – the Halls of Mandos.

He glanced down at his chest, feeling the energy of the object strung around his neck – hidden under his clothes and concealed by layers of metal.

As he held his scarred hand out towards him, he concentrated to channel the energy – creating a pattern with his fingers.

The Silmaril glowed from his chest, letting him bring its power from his body and into the very fabric of reality around him.

In front of him, the air around him altered as a tear of light formed in front of him. The portal in which Illyria Strange once created upon the Alps without the use of the jewel.

Strands of his dark hair whipped around him, and he ground his jaw down. With one last assurance to himself: The Wanderer of Worlds entered the portal and into the Halls.

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Location: Somewhere East of Middle Earth. (Maybe Mordor...who the fuck knows?)

Time: Unknown.

The Witch-King rasped, "Master, we've got it."

The dark shadow commanded the head of the Nazgul, "Bring it to me."

As the leader of the wraiths approached them, the dark shadow leaned in. They could sense the hum of the energy already in the Witch King's hands.

When the wraith placed it down onto the table before them, the dark shadow hovered towards it and began to morph themselves into somewhat a physical form. Soon, they formed the shape of a hand to take the small object.

It was a golden ring, two round bands connected by a rectangular strip of gold. There were markings around them, engraved by an unfamiliar language they have yet known. It didn't stop them from sensing the power induced in the ring – their minds beginning to feel every possible connection throughout the universe and possibly the other worlds as well.

Sauron hummed to himself, "Interesting..."

"My lord," The Witch King asked the dark maia. "What shall we do next? We have yet to know the whereabouts of the Eternal."

Placing the ring onto his finger, he allowed the energy to flow through him – morphing more of his body until he could sense himself corporally. "I already know where she is," Sauron explained to them, his eyes never leaving the ring. "Her power has ruptured the very fabric of this world...allowing the so-called free peoples of Middle Earth to think the darkness has left."

The Witch-King answered, "Not the elves, however." His tone turned dark, "Especially the spawn of the Eternal. The she-elf. She will sense this all."

He paused for a moment, glancing to the side as he visualised the she-elf in his head. The Evenstar. Perhaps one of the more dangerous players to enter. He already had his eyes on the other elves, especially the Noldorin Finarfinian and the Telerin elf. Word had already spread of the death of the Gondolin Elf, caused by the death of the very sorcerer who once wore this ring.

Then there was the half-elf. The Peredhel. Sauron could not care less of the elf, though concerned over them as they wielded one of the more powerful elven rings. Vilya it had been named, bound to its keeper for over an age.

"Let her." He answered them, smirking back. "For she shall be blinded by another enemy...Curumo will rid of her."

He already saw the other maia's desires and ambitions growing. Soon enough, he would suspect Curumo to join his aid in commanding Middle Earth and perhaps helps him enter Aman to then do the very thing he had planned at the very beginning since the War of Wrath.

Sauron dismissed the nine and allowed him to hold the ring upon his finger.

Slowly, his face morphed once more – aided by the energy from various worlds until he could sense cold skin upon his fingertips. Through the smooth marble stone, he spotted his reflection.

He had not seen this face in thousands of years. The last time he wore this form was on the island of those western men. Númenor. This face going under the name of Annatar.

Annatar lowly spoke, "You think you have banished me. Elemmírë Oialëa." He continued, "Melkor will bring darkness to Arda once and for all."

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- Sauron and The Wanderer of Worlds will return -

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A/N: And thus concludes the actual ending to this story. Good god what a ride that was. Writing this and having to edit has been a wild (and exhausting) rollercoaster. But I enjoyed every bit of it and spent the majority of my sleeping schedule just wanting to make this good for myself and for you guys.

So...where do we go from here? Well, I will be announcing the steps (or phases in MCU terms) of what has become a very ambitious project I've been writing for the past year or so. The Rules of the Multiverse is only one phase of the many stories I'll be covering throughout the Oialea Series. May it be the past, the present or even the alternative future, I'll be covering majority of the history and stories of not only Illyria/Elemmire BUT also many others.

Characters like Maedhros, Darcy, Stephen being some of the main ones. But you'll also get tidbits of Elrond, Glorfindel, Elladan and Elrohir, Arwen and several of the Fellowship. We'll also cover characters from the Silmarillion and also some original characters I've come up with to make this world spicier.

It's surprising how much this story has grown into a massive project which I'm in love with. I know I have so many other stories to continue but Tolkien's work has completely made me fall in love with it and I just can't help but continue to find new things.

Thank you so much for reading this far. Particularly several people who have been here since the early chapters: extra thank you and much love from you guys for sticking this far. It's quite a long story compared to other things so I'm well impressed that you went through this.

And to that...I will say see you later.

Because we are not done yet ;)

Edited: 15/10/2021