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He downed the serum. As the power surged through his veins, the sky over New Orleans turned a bruised purple. The ground trembled. Back at the compound, Elijah felt it first—a shift in the world’s balance. "It’s done," Elijah said, joining Klaus.

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The brothers looked at each other, seeing a thousand years of shared history in a single glance. They had survived Vikings, ghosts, and gods, but they were now facing a monster of their own making. The King of New Orleans was no longer Klaus; the crown had moved, and it was made of teeth and shadow. Storytelling Resources Back at the compound, Elijah felt it first—a

"Always and forever," Marcel muttered, a bitter smile twisting his lips. "It was a beautiful lie while it lasted."

He remembered the boy he used to be, the one Klaus had saved and raised as a son. But that boy was dead, buried under centuries of being treated like a second-class citizen in his own home.

Across town, Marcel stood at the edge of the Mississippi River. In his hand, he held the serum—the dark alchemy that would transform him into something even the Original vampires would fear. He looked at the city he had built, the city the Mikaelsons had reclaimed, and the city that was now about to bleed.