Epilogue

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EPILOGUE

Your stopped time has restarted. Whether you were in the grassy field or fighting for your life on the castle grounds, you'll suddenly find yourself in an untouched area of the gardens. Ish is back, and so are the items, and the dead.

You return to Chateau Ambregris with the certain knowledge that come Monday, you will greet a new week, in a home of your own choosing. No longer will the chime of the clocks hunt you down, no longer will the oppressive scent of roses haunt your senses, no longer will you be forced to watch the death of those you've come to love and hate.

Parting is such a bittersweet sorrow, isn't it?

Make merry one last time, in this castle of illusions. Ironically, your memories of this stolen time that never existed are the one thing that will truly remain to you.

END NOTES

🔮 All dead are revived as tsukumogami! Congrats on your immortality(?)
🔮 Any other contracts made with Ish will be honored
🔮 Characters may choose to leave for any world they desire.
🔮 Time has not passed while you were stuck in this loop!
🔮 There will be no cross-dimensional world travel, except for on Samhain (Witches New Year October 31st/November 1st). On these dates, Ish will enable everyone to visit each other's world freely.
🔮 Universal Communication will be possible, courtesy of Manba and Ish. Everyone who wants one will be given a small fox that can communicate with other foxes through voice and video; the foxes can talk and are fairly simple creatures, enjoy them and give them fried tofu once in a while.
🔮 Powers are on for the finale, but Ish will step in and yeet anyone who gets too out of hand back to their homeworld, so play nice! (or relatively nice. )

[OOC: Welcome to your epilogue! The timeloop is ended, the evil has been defeated, and you have some time to catch your breath in the castle before the rest of your life begins! ]

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[the_obedient_servant]

[Let someone else finish the job.

It echoes the truth they had to come to terms with early on in their time with Frisk, with their partner as well - that they were no longer in control. That their only responsibility was to guide Frisk to correct the mistakes that they made when they were alive.

Once again, that was only a half truth.

The thought of returning to yet another world in which they are the only scowling monster in a crowd of happy faces, of returning to another loop to repeat the same thing again and again - it makes them want to weep. They weren't even aware that they could feel that.]

There is no job to finish, Siffrin. There is no home for me to return to.

[siffriend]

I don't have one either. I just travel.

[ But it's interesting, that they say that... The barrier still held, after all. The cycle was broken, but there was still a barrier to destroy.

Siffrin watches them with this quiet curiosity in mind, head tilting slightly. It seems overwhelming. A lot of it must be; he starts again, quieter. ]

I was thinking it'd be nice to wander together for a while. Since you've been trapped behind the barrier, the loops, death itself. To have... a chance to keep using your voice.

cw for uh, knocking at that fourth wall

[the_obedient_servant]

[It is a heartfelt offer of friendship from someone who wants to understand them - and in some ways comes closer to understanding them than others. And so they let out a heavy breath as they face the consequences of their actions.]

Siffrin.

[Their voice is... raw. But they try to keep it even. Tar drips from their eyes.]

My role - the reason behind my resurrection - is to use my voice. To guide my partner - not the child whose body I lived in - my real partner - the entity that I guide, to absolute power.

Siffrin. There is no world to return to. Because I finally understood the reason it existed in the first place.

The barrier could never be broken. Any happy ending forged could never be permanent. Time would just go back, cycling between happy endings and total extinction, and neither I nor the child had any say in it. [They hadn't quite admitted that to themselves, but they know that it was true.

Was it MERCY? Cruelty? Hatred? Part of a larger plan? They can't even say themselves anymore, if they ever even knew. But it remains the horrible truth.

Drip. Drip. Their eyes are pitch black. The knife hums with energy. Sharp enough to tear a hole through reality.]

[siffriend]

[ (There's a lot that goes over your head, admittedly.

But you don't like to see others cry. Especially not Chara, who -- along with Homura -- was someone that made you feel less alone. More than Water Lily, as welcoming as Vaugarde. More than Raha, who sought to understand you. More than Andrew, who was learning what it meant to be friends. The two of them had experiences no one else had, ones that matched yours-- not completely, you'd come to realize, but enough that you had let down your guard with them, had spoken plainly and without fear of judgment.

Like with Loop. The only other person who remembered, who knew what you were going through. Who felt as if they'd gone through it before in some weird way.)

And so, Siffrin tries again. They'd like to wipe Chara's tears, but they know how the other feels about people touching them-- so they don't, only moving half a step closer, hand raised a moment with that desire before it hesitates, falters. ]

What happens if you... just don't go back, then? If there's no world to return to. [ A slow inhale. ] Don't you... deserve a life beyond your role, and a happier ending that sticks?