[And so they descend. Before they reach the bottom, however, a gentle force slows down their fall, so that they land without harm.
As they lie there, the void begins to dissipate. Shadows dance amidst the shattering white, but they'll know that these aren't sinister—they're here to send them back. In the flickering pieces of the vanishing labyrinth, they will each see images.
The Nein, happily partying.
The people Tsuru has managed to help, whether or not his efforts were futile.
The Golden Deer, living out their lives, whether it be wartime or peace.
The people who have come to care for Marie, whether as Marie Amabuki or as Wicked, despite her beliefs that she could never be loved.
Before their surroundings fully disappear, a message displays across their interface.]
REMAINING TIME: IRRELEVANT
The world is an ugly place, but it turns out that there are still things left worth protecting. Even with all your failures, regrets, and fears, no matter how long it takes —
[However that message was meant to end, you don't know. But perhaps, you have your own answer.]
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As they lie there, the void begins to dissipate. Shadows dance amidst the shattering white, but they'll know that these aren't sinister—they're here to send them back. In the flickering pieces of the vanishing labyrinth, they will each see images.
The Nein, happily partying.
The people Tsuru has managed to help, whether or not his efforts were futile.
The Golden Deer, living out their lives, whether it be wartime or peace.
The people who have come to care for Marie, whether as Marie Amabuki or as Wicked, despite her beliefs that she could never be loved.
Before their surroundings fully disappear, a message displays across their interface.]
REMAINING TIME: IRRELEVANT
The world is an ugly place, but it turns out that there are still things left worth protecting. Even with all your failures, regrets, and fears, no matter how long it takes —
[However that message was meant to end, you don't know. But perhaps, you have your own answer.]