Literature
Critical Failure (BG3 FanFic)
I am sorry to tell you the hard and cruel truth, dear observer. You are too late. For it being a fact, the story is over. The wars climax passed, ash already grows cold, the last cries of soldiers die out... And Faerûn is doomed. Despite all fighting for sanity, for freedom, looking for a cure, rescuing victims, gathering allies and lifting curses, defying the cult of the Absolute. Turns out, in the end, it was all in vein. Our hero, the last hope of Baldurs Gate is dying with nobody left to mourn, 'nor remember his name. He saw them all perish. His armees, allies, friends and lovers. His gaze is hazy as he lays in his own blood less than a blink away from death. Shadowheart rests in front of him in a growing pool of blood. He tells himself, 'Surely, she is sleeping., Her spirit readying to return to her body with Selûnes grace.' He knows better though. His experienced hand took a mercyful blade to pierce her heart before she could turn into one of those hiddeous
