Epilogue

[lesmodsalouette]

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]

[Despite everything.

* Despite everything, it's still you.

There is nothing left for them - not in their own world. Their only option is to return to oblivion and await a more satisfying escape, or to move on, declare all that they sacrificed meaningless, and accept a happy ending they never earned or asked for.]

I died a long time ago, driven to a purpose that I believed in.

I never asked to return. Now I stand here with a stolen body, a stolen soul - and a second chance that I alone got.

What would you do? If you were in my shoes? If there was nothing left of the world you once fought for, not even the memory of it or a legacy to protect? Do you think you could move on?

[They look up at her, and there is a look of genuine vulnerability in their eyes.

There is a profound despair in the hollow violence of their soul, but more than that there is a feeling they didn't know they knew anymore.

Fear.]