>>6328753“This we cannot know. Perhaps it is for the better,” he wryly smiles, “as we would find out firsthand only if the Seven manage to bring him back.”
“That’s what Willow was for, right?” You add, connecting the dots like the pulsating stars above. What a horrifying visage. “All that talk of connecting the world and the outside of them and… I could not grasp the rest. “You wave your hands, tracing two arcs that entwine. “So they plan to bring him back?”
The idea of having someone as mighty as <span class="mu-i">Ansàrra</span> wandering the land sends a skittering chill up your spine. You can only imagine it as a storm of corruptive force, remaking the world in its own image.
Like the Seven would.
“We do not know how much of him even remains, in one state or another,” Lithala sighs. “Still, whatever they want to do with him, be it parading around the world or smooching up to him, it will not come to pass.”
Such cruel certainty.
Willow is collateral.
As would everything that the unfurling of the heavens entail.
“What else is there—” you choke. “What other horror must I still see?”
“Changing a bandage is never pleasant,” Helias provides, setting his hands on Lithala’s shoulders to give them a light squeeze. She sighs and leans her white-haired head against his body. “The rot was deep. I wager your wound is almost clean, though. Just the final stretch, right, beloved?”
“She did ask to see all of it,” the Stilladìa groans. “I was never one to disappoint the wishes of a customer, even a tentative one.”
You take a long, deep breath.
This is it…
<span class="mu-r">So, Ansàrra was capable of such cruelty. What’s stopping Her from using it towards a discarded tool such as you? You ask Helias…</span>
<span class="mu-b">You wonder what this means for your begrudged friend Sandora. Does the incoming shearing of the sky spell doom for her and her kind?</span>
<span class="mu-g">His body and soul strewn across the sky for all to see and none to recognize, as punishment. You served this sort of being, yet the short white-haired girl before you is the one worthy of the appellative of Adversary. How come she is not scared?</span>
<span class="mu-s">Alternatively, select a question. This might be one of your last chances to do so, as the night approaches its end. Think carefully.</span>
thanks for playing. now all that's left is... to see how this night, the final night in Lithala's memories, plays out. And how deep her hurt goes. 