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Sorry about that, I don't want this spoiled. But I have a new series idea for after Ebony Flame, and I was wondering if you'd like it or not. Also, I wrote a poem, so there's that.

Plot Overview:
More than 200 hundred years in the future, the world has been at peace for a while. Heroes, being unneeded, are long forgotten, rumors of the past. The phoenix force has deemed the world safe and has left, leaving a once again 13 year old Kyra Grayson behind.
But soon after the phoenix leaves, a new, powerful villain arrives, able to raise the dead in perfect health, but under his control. The world is thrown into chaos once more, no one able to stop the new threat. Now Kyra, the only one with any knowledge of old heroic ways, must adorn a new alias and face the rising destruction.
Powerless, weak, and vulnerable, she'll be forced to remember old grudges, friendships and adventures, guided by the spirits of her dead friends and family. She has 30 days to save the world before it's overrun by the living dead. That's also exactly how long she has before she turns to ash.
New recruits, new enemies, and new relationships will emerge in a quest to stop the chaos once more. It's a race against the clock. And when time marches on, you have to sprint to beat it.

Poem:
Legends of heroic men,
Women, teens and more
Written once in verbal pen
Now we close the door

Skip ahead to peaceful time
Watch the last one live
Past has gone her place to shine
Nothing left to give

Flame of feathers gone away
Back to weakened youth
Give herself another day
A month to see the truth

Stop to see the dead arise
Back to chaos reign
The only one who stops denies
For the fact she's sane

Gather eight untrained heroes
Teach them how to fight
Show them ways that no one knows
Like flying in the night

Guides are spirits of the dead
Help you in your quest
Echo deep inside your head
To give eternal rest

Limits that she has to face
Dawn of final breath
Find her in her resting place
Finally her death

Now they see just who she was
Now it is too late
Only carry on because
She believed it fate

Up where she truly belongs
Up with family
Now the others sing her songs
Of once infinity

The race against the clock is done
Away has gone terror
Now the final battle’s won
The break in a new Era

If I were to write this, it would be Fin's final ending. I'd continue to write more of her past, but this would just kind of be a spoiler into what her real death is like in the future. So whaddya think?