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*Hands you the cup and stares at the perpetually setting sun of the wasteland*
I thought you would leave.
Kind of defeats the purpose of why I’ve stuck around to begin with, don’t you think?
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*Hands you the cup and stares at the perpetually setting sun of the wasteland*
I thought you would leave.
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*Offers the other cup of hot chocolate*
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*Punches the base of the skull, shoving the liquid down and sending you flying out of it, landing back in the minefield*
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*Although the starlight twinkles out, we're all still visible to each other*
Deep...
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Theme ——>> Andromida - Gravity
*As the dream team continues to navigate the labyrinthine depths of Misty’s mind, the very walls of the dream prison seem to pulse with an oppressive darkness—Derbyloth’s influence, a suffocating presence that distorts reality itself. The air is thick with dread, and every step feels like it’s dragging you deeper into a never-ending nightmare.*
*But then, something changes. The darkness shudders as if recoiling from an unseen force, and the oppressive weight begins to lift. A soft, ethereal light filters through the shadows, growing stronger with each passing moment. It’s as if the dream itself is being rewritten, reshaped by a power far greater than anything you’ve encountered.*
*Suddenly, the walls of the labyrinth ripple and dissolve, revealing a vast, cosmic landscape—an infinite expanse of stars and galaxies swirling in harmonious order. At the center of this celestial scene stands a figure, radiant and awe-inspiring, yet somehow familiar. It is Alexander McClain —— Now bearing a new name, not that you would know th first name either —— Alialliel Leyheart, but no longer the scholar he would have been once known as. He is now Alialliel Leyheart, ascended and transformed, a God of infinite power, wisdom, and light.*
*His form is majestic and incomprehensible in its full glory, but he has manifested here in a way that your minds can grasp—a tall, commanding presence, his body glowing with a brilliant, otherworldly light. His eyes, twin flares of cosmic energy, pierce through the shadows, and his voice echoes across the dreamscape, soothing and powerful all at once:*
𝔻𝕆 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝔽𝔼𝔸ℝ. 𝕋ℍ𝕆𝕌𝔾ℍ 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 ℙ𝕃𝔸ℂ𝔼 𝕄𝔸𝕐 𝕋𝕎𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕋𝕌ℝℕ, 𝕋ℍ𝕆𝕌𝔾ℍ 𝕀𝕋 𝕄𝔸𝕐 𝕋ℝ𝕐 𝕋𝕆 𝔼ℕ𝕊ℕ𝔸ℝ𝔼 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕀ℕ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻𝔼ℙ𝕋ℍ𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝔻𝔼𝕊ℙ𝔸𝕀ℝ, 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝔸ℝ𝔼 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝔸𝕃𝕆ℕ𝔼.
*With a wave of my hand, the chaotic shadows of the dream prison retreat enough that you feel ever so lighter, and the once-imposing walls of pure pain become transparent, revealing the paths you can now take to escape.*
*My surprisingly new presence fills you with a sense of peace and clarity on top of what Alioth would have granted you, the power pushing back the darkness that seeks to consume you.*
ℙℝ𝕀𝕊𝕄 𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℕ ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕎𝔸𝕐 𝕋𝕆 ℝ𝔼𝕊ℂ𝕌𝔼 𝕐𝕆𝕌, 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝕊𝕆𝕆ℕ 𝔹𝔼 𝔽ℝ𝔼𝔼 𝔽ℝ𝕆𝕄 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋𝕄𝔸ℝ𝔼. 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕌ℕ𝕋𝕀𝕃 𝕋ℍ𝔼ℕ, 𝕄𝕐 𝔾ℝ𝔸ℕ𝔻𝔽𝔸𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ ℍ𝔸𝕊 𝔹𝔼𝕊𝕋𝕆𝕎𝔼𝔻 𝕌ℙ𝕆ℕ 𝕄𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℙ𝕆𝕎𝔼ℝ 𝕋𝕆 𝔾𝕌𝕀𝔻𝔼 𝔸ℕ𝔻 ℙℝ𝕆𝕋𝔼ℂ𝕋 𝕐𝕆𝕌. 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔻, 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝔻ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕄, ℕ𝕆 𝕃𝕆ℕ𝔾𝔼ℝ 𝔹𝔼𝕃𝕆ℕ𝔾𝕊 𝕋𝕆 𝔻𝔼ℝ𝔹𝕐𝕃𝕆𝕋ℍ. 𝕀𝕋 𝕀𝕊 ℕ𝕆𝕎 𝕌ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕃𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋, 𝕌ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕆𝔽 ℂℝ𝔼𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ.
*On top of my presence i give a pungent and intense Magnolia flower smell which seems to refresh you all as a by-product of my presence*
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*Kicks the hatch over, entrenching the area in total darkness*
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*Sips on hot chocolate above the liquid, looking down on all of you*
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I want to...
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We will keep you safe.
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*Looks up with a dulled hopefulness*
Will you help me? Is this real?
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She tried to choose right.
*Lowers my gaze and falls such that my back faces the depths*
But now it might be too much. He came back and now we have to start from none.