EPILOGUE

[faentasy]

Epilogue

After all is said and done, in the wake of the void and sprinting through one final door.

You come out into light. Sunlight actually, a backyard in what appears to be a typical suburban town, if you're familiar with those. The sun shines cheerfully overheard, blissfully unaware of what everyone has went through. And this is everyone, as faces you haven't seen in weeks tumble out in one pile from a basement door.

Happy Saturday, everyone.

There's plenty of reunions and catching up to do, but you've utterly left Aira Niluc behind you after seven long weeks. And through the window of the house which looks like it has seen a better seen better days is one wall mural that reads "And they all lived Happily Ever After".

[[ Happy Golden End everyone, you've earned it! There's still the matter of sorting out where to next, but everyone is whole and alive and without button eyes. Using the knowledge from the object Phil had and the beldam's magic, they can also now world hop only one side effect...the portal that opens to everyone else's worlds here? Is made entirely of pixie dust. Everyone's powers will also restore fully over the course of the next few hours. ]]

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[mirrite]

Well, if there's one thing we're good at, it's somehow managing the impossible. Between the two of us, I'm sure we'll be able to get things straightened out eventually.

[...]

... by the way, I owe you an apology for kind of getting into it with you earlier. As much as I hate Hamelin, I just... didn't want to see him die yet. Not while he was still the Beldam's prisoner.

[For deeply personal reasons, but.]

[scythegun]

Oh, don't worry about it. [He waves a hand at that.] It is a deeply personal thing, ja? I understand.

[Somewhat, at least, though where he's coming from put him on the opposite side of the argument.]

I have no interest in causing any more problems today, so don't worry about it.

[He wasn't mad at Marcus to begin with, and he's not particularly interested in picking a fight over Hamelin now.]

[mirrite]

Yeah, it is.

[And he's grateful for that understanding, because it's something he'd really rather not talk too much about just yet-- bad memories and all, and also the fact that even Phil doesn't know the full extent of the situation despite having been directly involved in it in a way.

He can't help but laugh when Yeager makes his comment about causing 'any more' problems, though.]

What, no plans to set anything on fire today? I'm almost disappointed.