75. Epilogue:

A long and aimless drift, or a tiring and hopeless path... They make no difference, not when all that’s lying beyond it is nothing but... An eternally dark void, only to then become a light-filled turbulent universe... A silent ocean of nothingness, then a blazing star of noisiness...

And so, it’s there in such a contradiction that ‘They’ exist...

‘They’, an endless number of wills... ‘They’ instantly coalescing into a twisted ‘One’, then ‘One’ suddenly shifting into ‘Them’. And like that, a cycle is born, and a stream eternally flows... Or at least, it should have been so. But maybe not this time, maybe not this point, after all... It was then and there...

-Congratulation, ‘You’ have been deemed useful.-

It was then and there that a sudden message appeared messing up the flow, and along with it a part of ‘them’ was split apart... Forcefully and cruelly, a part was torn... and then in pure white light, that part... ‘It’ woke up...

.........

Pain, and confusion... Loss and regret... such incomplete pieces, like broken knives or maybe heartless blades... They all woke up in blinding white light, only for thousand of emerald threads to then bind them... With the pure white crystal pieces of ‘it’, that is. And so, blades and thread, then crystal... All were blended, sculpted, and then... A tool was born... A child lacking a name, and a doll that understands the flow, still...

“Wheere... Thiiis?”, it thoughts with confusion... “Aiii?... Weee?... wHaAAat?”, it said as it looked around it, but...

!!?!?!…

Even with cheating a failure is still a failure, and so... “It hUrT...” “It’S sCarY...” “STOoP IT...”

And so, it, a pure white and featureless humanoid, screamed. As its body broke and reassembled, as the thousand of voices in its head roared, it screamed and screamed until...

Ssshhhh.

Heavy rain sound.

Until the sound of soothing rain finally reached its ears, with its cold touch ending that short eternity, and giving ‘it’, the nameless child a moment to recognize itself, to see its pure white skin, feel its alien muscle structure, and somehow checks its featureless head, its long neck, and even its hunched tall body. Still, that moment of respite ended there and so, ‘it’ suddenly heard it... A sound so familiar and painful, a song so old and forgotten... either that or simply...

BVvvvVvvT.

Simply a weird buzzing sound. And hearing that, ‘it’ suddenly took a step forward, then another... But, it’s hard to hear with all the noise here, it’s hard to see with all the trees around, and so...

With emerald sparks litting part of the dormant instinct, ‘it’ took another step forward as the whispers of rain disappeared, as the shades of forest twisted, and then... it stopped, with curiosity and caution filling its newborn mind, as ‘it’ tilted its head and at the things in front, it stared. Still, why...

“DaNgeEr?”, it said feeling something off. nevertheless, not daring to move from its place crawling on a wall, it just stared at them.

They, the myriad of weird creatures with a pink flower atop their heads from the forest, and then the others lacking ears and eyes from the distorted building... still, “whYy... dANgeer?”, it thoughts feeling confused.

After all, be it their numbers, levels, or even that many-armed centipede-like thing, they all... “WeAaK... Soo, wHyY?”

Why is their scent giving it a feeling of danger? It didn’t know, and with the hunger getting stronger it couldn’t know. As such, after giving a final glance to the heavy walker below, ‘it’ turned its attention toward the Emerald glow flying around the melting corpses and through the fighting beast, and then slowly...

Teaar.

Along with a barely audible sound, a tearing line appeared in its forehead, and then slowly the line stretched... toward the chin, the neck, and then the chest, and even toward the belly before stopping, as ten, hundred, or maybe thousand of sharp, long teeth suddenly appeared filling that gaping mouth. Still, is it just me or does that look scary? Hmmm, yup, it’s scary, like super scary. So, I guess I should save its recording for later use.

Still, the recording aside, this sure is interesting... And, no, I am not talking about the first ‘Divine’ beast I am seeing, nor at the ‘Camera’ sharing and enhancing my Observer skill, nope. What I am talking about is that scene below me, that scene of a nameless doll opening its mouth and then...

ZHAaAaAaAa...

And then completely devouring light, as everything from the tree to the dirt, and even the beasts were suddenly broken into Emerald light and with a weird screech and a certain buzz, they were all absorbed.

“It’s honestly a good study material that I am really glad...”

Glad that I made my choice, of course. Thinking such, and staring at the divine beast below me covered in emerald lines, and surrounded by the illusory dragonflies, I smile.

After all, be it the beast smiling or the dragonflies swarming it, be it me silently standing here and staring at it, or the black whirlpool of whispers surrounding me atop this rooftop, they all... They all feel real, more than anything I ever knew, but at the same time, they all feel wrong... Contradicting everything I knew, and so...

My decision is simple. I have things awaiting me, I have places needing me, but... A few weeks of absence won’t be a problem, right?

“Especially if they are well spent.”

Saying that and grinning, I look at my hands and then I turn Observer off. As suddenly, everything once again changed back.

Be it the endless pillars of white once again becoming trees, the weirdly glued status changing into demonic beasts, that masterpiece of thread and crystal taking a body of flesh... and even those hands of mine blazing in white flame and consuming Curse... They once again restored their appearance... covered in some dirt and blood, numb and pale as they trembled, but even then...

“I can still feel them.”

Because of my torn sleeves tightly covering them, I can still feel my hands and the warm pressure on them... As such, I...

“’I’ am awake... No matter what this place is, no matter who ‘I’ am, for now... ‘I’ am awake, so this is no dream, this is no memory...”

“Instead, it’s my solace...”

A place with no weight tying me, a game with no shackles limiting me... And also... It’s a stage for me... A stage to go all out for a last time...

“At least, as my current self, so...”

“HEY... Interested in a dance?”

Yelling so and calling one of the four Divine Beasts that Navi found for me, I smile and then...

“...!!?”

Without waiting for its response, I jump. From the top of this twisted building and into that screeching swarm of emerald dragonflies, after all...

”This is going to be a long game, as such...”

Might as well be the tactless guest than the irresponsible host... For that always worked for me.