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WHOMST: shep
WHEREN'T Pasture
WHENST DAY 110

[DAWN OF THE FINAL DAY(S)

Maybe you're prepping for some bad decisions! Maybe you're organizing shit. MAYBE YOU ARE SIMPLY VIBING AND WAITING FOR THIS TO PASS OVER.

Either way, maybe time to knock stuff out.

no really do it for my sake so i'm not juggling it while running a heart game next week--

anyway what up!!! maybe some dudes are wandering about as well.]

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You could. He is still your brother. I know.

What is your idea?

I can't tell you cuz you guys will try to stop me. But! This time for sure!! If it doesn't work then. . .

Then it's up to you guys.

Which means you guys can just do nothing too and you'll probably go home eventually cuz it's not fair for me to put that burden on any of you but.

If you actually attempt to erase yourself I will be enormously disappointed in you.

[exhales]

That said, I never intended to leave until your realm was in a state to actually sustain itself, and I’m not the only one that feels that way.

Everyone's already disappointed in me, s-so that's fine.

[but looks genuinely confused]

Wha--why? You aren't dead. . .

That wasn’t supposed to be the point you took from that, but I did walk into it.

[a tiny shrug, at the second part]

It was a beautiful world once. It could be one again. You and yours are full of complexities, and not all of those are good—but that is true of the people in most every world.

I suppose I have become attached.

. . .

[don't cry again don't cry again don't cry again--]

O,oh.

Well.

I'm not. . .something anyone should be attached to. But everyone else? And everything else? Yea, it's super beautiful.

I hope you guys get to see it.

I’d like you to see it too.

[simple; true]

. . .I had my chance.

But, it'd be pretty nice if it turned out that way.

It would be.

[girl you need like five hundred more years of therapy he has no credentials to give

instead, he hands her a sticky note with MARY written on it]

. . . so, who’s this?

!!!

[takes it

ALSO EATS IT]

--no one important.

And it was the fake name my mother used.

Ah.

Do you even remember yours, at all?

Eh??? What kinda question is that? Ahahaha.

[said with all the energy of an ace attorney witness]

An important one.

I had wondered if you’d given it up as part of your great gamble.

[confidently(????) flips the little fluff of hair on her head]

Aha! That's, that's where you're wrong!

I did a REVERSE gamble!! By making myself as unimportant as possible!

Unimportant in what context?

Well, I can't tell you my plan completely, but someone else DOES know my name, but as long as everyone else has forgotten it, eventually I'll fade into obscurity, and it'll be like I never existed in the first place! No matter what happens, I'll reach a death one way or another!!!

I just have to not be important!

[huffs a tiny bit and just sort of. gathers her close for a sec whether she’s actually crow glitched out or not, chin resting lightly on top of her tiny head]

Does it truly hurt that much? The thought of staying, seeing it all cycle back into renewal? Is it the guilt, or is it the fear that you will find yourself one day truly only a shadow, filled with malice and too many ways to enact it?

[is, is this a hug. is she being hugged. quiet not only because she's not sure how to answer that but also genuine affection feels so weird now,]

I um. Can't really explain it but.

I've lived out a fantasy at the cost of so many. S-so. I just, think it's only right that I pay it forward. No matter what that costs me.

[he spent the entire run of this game awkwardly learning how to hug for this very moment

he thinks about her answer. the possession visited on him near the end of the ritual; that final round; Minuet’s soul still tucked bodiless inside him somewhere, warm and sleeping. this spirit kills because it feels it must do so--it's for the greater good.]

You will make that decision for yourself, ultimately. And I do not even think a decision to fade into Nothing would exactly be wrong, as such, though I do protest it.

Simply know this: you have lived and done enough that a great deal of wonder and affection are anchored in you, the balance to the pain and grief. What you carry with you, and what others think of you. Once you began to act upon it, the fantasy was never only yours; you are far more anchored by the threads of your people than I will ever be.

So it is for anyone who lives; even moreso for anyone at the forefront, in such dire times as these.

May that truth light your way and warm you, no matter where your steps lead.

. . .

[brings up her hooves to tug on her ears. Ees wet but weirdly not crying this time.]

Thank you, Charon.

Even. Even if it was a mistake, I'm glad to have met all of you.

Mm. Likewise.

I will speak for no one else, but…thank you for bringing me here.

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