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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[heroicact]

I'll wager that goes for a great number of us.

[There's definitely some irony there but then almost everything in this reunion is ironic; it slides easily into the general mood of the crowd, all the people caught somewhere between deep exhaustion and euphoric triumph and mindless joy, and then the vast and thrumming unease and anxiety underneath -- where are they? When are they? How many things have broken and fallen by the wayside in their collective absence?

Somehow, Jack still seems more relaxed than ever; more out of time here than he's ever been, but still easily settled.]

But being here has removed a few obstacles at least, hmm? Though little of it had to do with the game itself. I think few of us would call it a total waste.

[gemuinemanagement]

Coming here... is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me.

[It's wry, because it's hard not to be - the game itself was terrible, but Suga is going home with a boyfriend, a best friend, a voice, a normal lifespan, a support system, and a self-esteem. It's an improvement in basically every way.]

[heroicact]

Well, that just means you were truly cursed beforehand, I suppose.

[I'm sorry he's just going to say it??

At the end of the day everyone whose lives have improved here were probably extra incredibly cursed beforehand, this has really started to come to light in the graveyard but like -- it's also just something that kind of lends itself to games of death. For who else would want to improve their circumstance at the price of a death or two?

And so all that Jack has to say about it is matter-of-fact, like they might have been discussing the weather or what to have for afternoon tea, now that both are vaguely relevant again.]

In the end... I would say everyone here fared far better than with other types of wishing contracts -- should we count ourselves lucky, I wonder?

[Honestly he looks like he has more to say, but also he is possibly being polite. For him.]

[gemuinemanagement]

I know.

[Literally and figuratively.]

It could have gone much worse, I'm sure. ...What about you?