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level rogue4 ending 2
The two Kings dismiss the guards in the room, leaving only the Sarkaz with them in front of the meeting hall of New Kazdel.
They had subjected the storytellers to a trial, and found that not only do they not truly exist on this land, but also held no ill intentions.
Thus, the duo stop being hostile and prepare to listen to their visitors' dissent.
The Sarkaz each have their own wildly different ideas, but the Kings listen to and acknowledge them all.
The guests were allowed passage. They were invited to freely explore New Kazdel, and to tell more of their interesting stories.
After that, the hosts walk toward the steps while their guests move toward the huge door.
Perhaps, after experiencing this spectacular New Kazdel, the story shall come to its end.
But Nymph does not want it to end. To her, this story has only just begun. She wants to further explore this Kazdel, to go outside and see how the Sarkaz live now.
However, she soon realizes that her own body no longer seems to be responding to her. Time dilates and clogs, and her surroundings come to a stop.
Then, she feels herself being lifted from her body, soaring into the sky. She only catches a glimpse of this changed land before she falls into a silent darkness.
The sky rumbles, indicating the revenants' satisfaction, but also indicating the story is on its last page.
The unconscious Nymph falls, and in that moment the two Kings turn around and try to help the frail Sarkaz up.
An invisible force catches her body before she can hit the floor, and slowly lifts her back up.
The keys on her staff scatter in all directions, weaving a space difficult to discern if reality or otherwise.
A white figure emerges from the Djall's head.
Amiya.
Theresis and Theresa's deepest regret.
A helpless Cautus girl, all on her own, who they adopted, influenced, and eventually succumbed to Oripathy.
Oripathy took her life away, and they were powerless to stop it.
But now...
The emotions coming from that phantom are precisely what they had lost.
'Amiya' raises her hand, and a pure white crown appears in the air.
Civilight Eterna. The Kings had never imagined burdening Amiya with this.
But, on another Terra, in another existence, perhaps they may have passed on their inheritance to her when they fell.
And so they raise their hands, manifesting a black crown.
The crowns overlap, recounting a tale of loss and regret.
At the same time, they also convey joy and hope to the other.
The past that was changed.
The present that does not exist.
The future that is still longed for.
Through Civilight Eterna, information on all that has happened in both worlds is transmitted between them bit by bit.
Until...
......
Nymph opens her eyes.
She can still remember going into the story from the Soul Furnace.
Then where is this place? How did she end up here? She's left confused and a little nervous.
- ???
Are you awake?
All her worries disappear when she hears a familiar voice and sees a figure roughly her own height.
- Amiya
Rest well, Miss Nymph. Don't worry, you'll be alright soon.
