[He drives the blade into her. To the very end, she smiles at him, fond and at peace. No blood comes this wound, as she instead disappears, fading away into the void.
Tsuru will find himself falling. It's hard to tell how long it goes on for, the passage of time marked only by the song from before playing again, echoing in his ears as he descends.
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Tsuru will find himself falling. It's hard to tell how long it goes on for, the passage of time marked only by the song from before playing again, echoing in his ears as he descends.
It's almost over.]