FAREWELL

[grigori]

ALL GOOD THINGS must come to a (golden) end

WELCOME TO THE LAND OF PROSPERITY

Morning comes, and the world is alive.

Rays of warmth gently reach out to a place that has never seen the sun, bringing with it more vivid color than the world has seen before. The sky is clear, free of clouds and smog and gray, a picturesque scene to welcome a new day, a new life. The voices of the harpies welcome the dawn for the first time with a soft but joyful song, their voices light and sanguine as they take to the skies to sing of freedom from the powers they've always feared and served.

Drawn out by the familiar voices of the harpy, lifted into something beautiful, something heartfelt, are the ghosts that were hidden within the caves. Despondent, hopeless, beaten down for aeon by the harpies, they peer out into the open world that the bomb's explosion created. They watch the sun rise on the Land of the Dead - a sun many have not seen since time forgotten - and there is new hope. Slowly, one by one, the ghosts of the long dead and recently dead alike, those that have been ferried across to the resting place created by the Authority, begin to walk out into the sun.

And, just like that, they begin to fade to Dust, smiles on their faces after so long in the dark. The gold drifts in the air, to rejoin the world anew. Free will, intention, knowledge - soul.

The Tree of Knowledge thrives in the light, the last of the Dust of angels a perfect fertilizer to make it grow and stand tall over the participants of a competition they never chose to join, its branches blooming with flowers of white. And the participants themselves, all of you...

You, too, are alive. The icy touch of the ghosts has faded into something more natural and warm. Color returns to faces, and even without the touch of magic, all wounds are healed. You are alive. Your story will continue, and your happy ending awaits.

It's just across the river, and Charon is ready to take you there, through clear air where the mists have lifted. And when you finally arrive...

...Your souls are here to welcome you home. Even those who have lost that part of themselves will find it again, waiting at the docks to find their way into your arms the very second you step out, another second away simply too much to bear. And at last, your daemons shift, one last time, to settle on a form you may or may not have seen before - and you know, in your hearts, that this is a good thing, something natural, something to celebrate, no longer the herald of trauma or some misdeed.

Beyond the docks, the suburbs buzz with an energy it hasn't seen before. The ghosts, like your own, feel more warm and solid and real. The lost and misguided have a spark of hope in their eyes, their delight at the changes in this world unmistakable as they point to something, a little further out. Follow their gazes, and you'll find the source of their excitement easily.

A window to another world. Two - three - and more. As one person reaches out, a city on the other side slowly changes to a field of flowers. A small village changes to a desert market, through which the merchants wave people to come in, come in, they'd love to see you. Through another window, an empty and barren world littered with rubble shimmers to instead show a world filled with water and memory, perfectly intact, and someone new steps into this world to embrace a familiar face among the crowd.

The windows stabilize, allowing everyone to come and go as they choose. The Land of the Dead is no longer a prison, after all - merely a waypoint, just another stop along a journey that need only end when wanderers are ready.

What some might call an end, after all, is often a new beginning.


Welcome, travelers, to your golden end.

Dead and alive both have been revived, injuries healed, and powers returned to normal. Your daemons have all returned to you, though they will settle into one form, and will no longer shift - though this form does not have to be one of the three taken over the course of the game, and may yet be something new entirely.

Keep your coins! A new symbol has taken the place of the clock face or comet that marked your teams - a great, blooming tree. With that, you will be able to return to the Land of Prosperity at any time, and visit any other world that you wish to see.

Your characters are free to continue their stories however they choose - in their own world, or another.

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Comments

[reflash]

[He's alive again, and it's somehow unexpected. He steps onto the dock and there's a rush of movement, striped scales and golden eyes and lashing tail and Yukio's suddenly kneeling with his arms full of alligator, and he laughs, ignores the fact that he's crying at the same time.

But later, he'll be around. He's looking for Shamsiel Kururu first, and then afterwards he's generally around, looking through those windows as if trying to make a decision...]

[aono]

[Oh no that's so sweet, Rin doesn't even interrupt the reunion. He just smiles and watches on as he scoops up his own wolverine in his arms.

Later though, when Yukio is done with his other reunions, Rin will find him to nod to him.]

See you soon, yeah?

[They already talked about where they'll be going, but they still need a sendoff.]

[reflash]

Don't get in to too much trouble, nii-san. [Yukio still has his arms full of alligator.]

And remember, we have to go home sooner or later.

[aono]

We do, yeah.

...I'm going to try to get Allen to come to our world. His world sounds really shitty, and...well, you know. It might be a break from what he's used to.

[Not talking about Allen's personal business in public.]

But I'm gonna keep training, even while I'm away from home. I'm coming back long enough to do the exorcist exam at least, and I intend on passing it.

[He hasn't forgotten his promises.]

Also you should get one of those baby carriers for Miki, then you can strap her right to you!

[reflash]

How are we going to explain daemons to anyone. [shura??? is going to grab miki??? yukio knows this already]

[aono]

They're familiars!

[Thumbs-up!]

And by the time anyone thinks to question that, we'll be far, far away from them!

[reflash]

You can't just run away from anyone who asks questions, nii-san. Don't tell me that's what you're planning on doing.

[aono]

Only from the people who would mean harm. We can tell our friends, yeah?

[reflash]

It's not going to be that easy.

Think about what Shura-san might do.

[aono]

...she'd grab Rinkou anytime I started causing trouble...

[reflash]

Exactly. I don't really want her trying to touch Miki.

[aono]

I guess we could tell her too... And if she doesn't listen we could team up and punch her.

[reflash]

[There's a little bit of a smile, and he changes the subject.]

What will you do if Allen is able to travel in a few months, after everything in his world calms down?

[skypsalms]

[ now that i am not first—

but you can bet that he won't have to spend too much time looking for her since she'll come running to his side as soon as she spots him. there isn't a moment's worth of hesitation before she grabs a hold of his hand with both of her's with a smile. ]

Yukio!

[reflash]

[She'll have to grab one hand because the other hand is holding Miki. She's very low to the ground and people are moving around and she might get stepped on! That's all!]

We really can demand everything now, can't we. [They can reach out with their hands, and be greedy.]

[skypsalms]

[ one is better than none.....and saspi, in the form of a magpie, will land on miki's head and start singing. ]

Yeah, we can. Where should we start?

[ the certainly entertained plenty. ]

[reflash]

Do you want to look around and see what looks like fun? [since they have so many options right now]

Or did you want to go to your world?

[skypsalms]

If we go back to my home right now, it might be a little difficult. You'll be dragged into something but—

[ they really do. ]

We can put it off just a little longer.

[reflash]

All right. I wouldn't mind putting some things off for a while, if it means I get to spend more peaceful time with you.

[skypsalms]

Hmm.

That leaves us with a bunch of options, doesn't it? Should we just go into one of them at random and see where it leads us?

[reflash]

That might be fun. We can always come back here if it gets too dangerous. [Yukio, who got hit by a love arrow for some reason: "I will do whatever Kururu suggests because I adore here"]

[skypsalms]

[ HE COULD AND SHOULD STILL SAY THINGS AGAINST IT. ]

And what would you consider to be "too dangerous"? It seems like we've been through a lot so far.

[reflash]

[cute girls can do no wrong]

Well, I'd prefer not to die again.

[skypsalms]

[ cute girls can do plenty wrong!!! ...though this one is pretty safe. ]

I'd prefer you not to die again either. I think both of us having one time is enough.

[reflash]

So let's avoid death or serious injury, and if we're going somewhere that seems dangerous, I'd like to be armed.