Children born after the viral video were now teenagers.
Teenagers who'd never known hiding. Never known fear. Never known a world where creatures weren't accepted.
"They're different," Maya observed at a community gathering. "They take everything for granted."
"Is that bad?" Glad asked.
"No. Just... different. They don't understand what we fought for."
"Good. That means we succeeded."
The teenagers moved through the gathering confidently—mixing species, dating across creature lines, arguing about things that would have seemed impossible a generation ago.
"They don't know how easy they have it," an elder muttered.
"They know. They just don't dwell on it." Glad smiled. "That's what progress looks like. Not forgetting the past—not being trapped by it."
The teenagers laughed, argued, loved.
The future, already here.
Already beautiful.