Danmachi: Westward Cloud [Complete]

[Vol.4] Quest 354- Westward Cloud, Final Chapter, Part 4- Autumn’s Leaves—



[Vol.4] Quest 354- Westward Cloud, Final Chapter, Part 4- Autumn’s Leaves—

The lone star of heaven shines twice as bright as it ever did, but like all things that shine so brightly and so much, they are soon too dim.

B̷̡͉̩͉̣̜̆ ̸̨̲̺̘͍̐͂̂͠O̸̖̩̣͍͓͐̊ ̸͚͇̑͊͠O̴͓̥̫͗͝ ̴̛̥̜̳̲̄̽̃̓̕ͅO̸̰͕̿̀̇̓ ̷͙͙͔͔͙̓͘O̷͚̬̦̗͆ ̶̩̬̼̘͔̝͂̓O̷̝͚̪̣̓̓̍̽ ̷̛͈͈͍̀O̴̤̯͕͛̓̿̈́ ̴͖̝̺͎̩̱̐̈́̅̓O̷͍̽͋̅̈́̔̎ ̴̱͔̌̈́͑̂Ô̶̳̮̙̐̑͝ ̸̫̅̎̄͝Ờ̷͉̬͇͙̀̀̈́ ̶̙̇͂̈́͂Ṍ̶̢̬̦ ̵̪̱̺̹̳͌ͅŐ̵͕̠͉̙͙̟͋̋̊͋͝ ̸̨̣̜͌̕O̷̧̬͑́̈́ ̷͔̝̂͒͗̾̔͐O̷̘̝̬̲̹͌ ̵̛̣͎͕̻̠̈́̃͋M̶̛͎̯͔̒̀̈́̕!̸̨͛́̒͆̀͠!̷̨̜̭̄͗̄͆ͅ!̶̰͎͝!̶̬̰̫̂͛̇͘͝!̸̲̹̫̆̽!̶̺̣͙̿͒̀͗̈!̸̧̮̞͙̖̖̊̉͛̀͝!̷̼̆̄͆̅!̸̧̧̼͙̫̼̃͑͂͠!̵̧̺̉͋!̶̙̺͌͌̄̇̚!̷͚̈̈͘!̵̛̗̮̎̄͆!̷͔̱͍̬̪̀̃͆!̴̮͈̙̥̬̎!̴̨̰͎̇͋́̿͂̍!̵͍͓͋̆̐̇͝!̵̢̝͓̠̝̂͂́͆̀!̷̧̪̫̟̬̠̔!̶̨̹͔̿!̸̨̹͖̦̭͊̈́͝!̴̱̓̇!̸͈͆̕!̴̛̺̉͊́̏̃!̷͊͆̒͒͘ͅ

A massive explosion shook the earth from miles away.

RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!! RUMBLE!!!

The point of origin was nothing but molten earth in a melted crater. The impact could be felt for miles. It blew the landscape into an empty, silent plain of ravines that cut deep into the earth, where its blood spilled out.

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On one side, Hecton held Cirrus and Fafnir so they wouldn’t be pushed back from the attack, but as much as he succeeded in that task, the explosion was far too powerful for his weakened body.

"Ugh…"

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Hecton lay unconscious with many of his arms shattered or cut off, along with burns. Fafnir lay with broken wings, a cut tail, broken scales, a busted eye, and severe burn marks.

"Ur…"

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Cirrus, having been on the front, took a massive amount of damage, with most of the burns being healed by the last remains of his magic before his armor dissipates and Circe reforms.

"Cirrus!! Cirrus!!" Circe shouted as she tended to his injuries.

Since Circe was the armor, she gained several injuries, including a few broken bones, burn marks, and deep cuts. Despite her injuries, she still moved as fast as she could, taking out potions.

"Come on! Come on!!" She was drowning Cirrus in several high-quality potions.

As she was about to take Cirrus’s clothes off to soak him, she heard some movement.

"!?"

She turned to see a silhouette within the dust and smoke; she hoped it wasn’t what she thought it was, but unfortunately—

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Black Dragon roared once again, with White Night deactivated and stabbed in its right eye.

"N-no!! You should have stayed dead!! You piece of shit!!!" Circe screamed out. "Vesta!! Do your job!!!"

‘…’

Vesta, having been bonded to Cirrus far deeper than Circe herself, was out cold, the same as Cirrus.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Circe could feel how close Cirrus was to death.

A flicker of the Corrupted Flame then began to grow and grow. It consumed the Black Dragon to regain its vigor.

Bwoosh!! Bwoosh!! Bwoosh!!

"Come the fuck on!!!! Why!!!"

She didn’t realize that many were still watching Divine Mirrors. Many watched as the Black Dragon emerged victorious, and the people’s hatred of it grew.

"You should have—Eh!?" She felt a familiar feeling go up her back.

A white light illuminated the area. As she was about to turn to see the source, they shouted.

"[White Night]!!!!"

Several beams of light shot through the Black Dragon, leaving deep wounds.

Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew-Pew!!!

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Black Dragon screamed out, peppered by intense beams.

Circe looked up when a familiar white glow came down.

Thud!

"Sorry, I got here late!" They turned their heads to reveal Callisto, glowing. "Oh, um, sorry, Circe, I guess I look a bit different now, but I’m still Nox!!"

Despite having eyes like Topaz's, Circe knew that tone of voice and that cadence.

"N-Nox!?!? How!? I checked Callisto several times!!"

"Yup! Mom gave me her veil! Part of it, but it's mine! Guess that’s why you didn’t see me!" She walked up to Cirrus. "Now let me re-establish the contract!" Nox bites her thumb and pours her blood onto one of Cirrus’s wounds.

Thump-thump!!

"!?"

Circe could see his body jolt as a myriad of colors covered him.

His closeness to death quickly grew distant.

"Uh… Ugh… El…pis." Cirrus holds out his hands. In one, he could see his necklace; he grabbed it firmly. "White… Night. Flash!!" White Night reappears before Cirrus. He held it as firmly as he could. "Ex… tend." He got back on his feet.

Even with the aura covering him, the poison had stained him. Now everyone could see the state of his body. Tatters, broken, beaten, and ravaged. There was a list of synonyms and descriptions for a battered body, and they all fit Cirrus currently.

Cirrus puts his necklace back on.

"Hey there, Cirrus!!" Nox said, smiling. "You look like shit!"

Cirrus looks down to see his daughter standing before him.

He does not even register that it was Nox. His first thought was the lack of fox ears.

"Cal—No." It took him a second, but her eyes were topaz, the same as Nyx's. Seeing her smile was the final nail. "Nox?" His heart was filled with warmth and joy. "Is that… you?" Tears dripped down.

"Yup! Seems mom made me your—"

"Where is Cal—" As much as he was over the moon to be reunited with Nox, he is still worried about his daughter.

"Callisto is fine," Vesta said, speaking through his mouth. "I have been slowly developing Nox’s ego over the years. I am sorry for keeping this from you, but I wished it would be a surprise and not raise any worry or hope. Nox, come and reclaim your body while Elpis has finally been activated. Place your hand on White Night."

"Like this?" She placed her hand on White Night.

"Yes, like that. Now."

"!?" Both Cirrus and Nox flashed in light.

The eyes of Callisto’s body slowly returned to emerald, and her white hair returned to its natural color, blue. While the poison in Cirrus receded, he felt another soul next to his. His back then heated, and he felt a burning and suffocating sensation.

As the light faded, the process had been completed.

"Hm… Hmm?" Callisto opens her eyes. Dazed and confused by what was happening. "D-dad? I’m… tired." She falls to the ground.

"Callisto!!" Cirrus quickly went to catch her. "Grab!!" He holds her tight. "Vesta!!"

"She is fine," Vesta said. "Nox, you used too much of her stamina and magic."

"Sorry! Sorry!" she said from White Night. "Say this is pretty comfy, not gonna lie!"

Cirrus could feel the divinity coming off her. He could still feel eyes on him. He had paid no attention to his surroundings. All that mattered was the Black Dragon.

‘Fuck… Fuck. I can’t hide it now.’

"Circe!!" He reached into his shadow and tossed a special bottle.

"B-buwhat!?" She fumbles a bit, but she catches it. "Don’t toss… things." She knows what it is upon inspection.

"Use Status Snitch on me. I am going to kill this fucker, and I can’t have my back and body bothering me."

Cirrus stares at the Black Dragon as the Corrupted Flame continues to consume its body.

"C-C-Ci-Cirru-Cirrus!!!" it shouted, a bit choppy yet still full of fury.

"Got it!!" Cirrus said.

Circe quickly dropped a droplet on his back, and Cirrus could see the Black Dragon getting back up to form from Nox’s attack.

"Grrrrr!!!" The Black Dragon slowly began to heal itself as its eyes stared daggers at Cirrus.

The moment the droplet touched his back, it burst out, much like in Olympia.

BWOOOOOSH!!!

"!!!" It was a feeling that reminded Cirrus of when he absorbed Elpis—a massive influx of power. "GAAAAH!!!!"

His status rose and rose.

"Cirrus, are you fine!?" shouted Circe.

"I am! This… This really fucking hurts."

Even parts of the status that even Status Snitch couldn’t do began to change and grow. Elpis, fully together, was a terrifying force. His skills and magic grew, but his whole status kept rising, and eventually, he felt a sense of clarity, a feeling like he had broken through something.

"!?" His eyes widen. "I... leveled up?"

Cirrus had reached level 10. The power of Elpis granted Status Snitch to go beyond its capabilities and break his status. But those suffocating, overbearing feelings quickly afflicted him.

"Huh, I am—■■■!!!" Cirrus screamed out in pain.

"Cirrus—Silence~"

When Cirrus next opens his eyes, he is met by his own Status, broken and glitchy.

Spoiler

"Oh… It actually broke, huh?"

"Yes, very much like Filvis."

"!?"

Cirrus turns to see that he is still where he was before, but everything seems frozen. Before him was the same figure that appeared before him and Nox.

"You…"

"Yes, me." They nod their head with golden, antler-like crowns. "This is it." They held their arms out.

"What is it?"

"The end of the road."

Cryptic answers that make only questions.

"Who are you? You look, like, a bit like me?"

"I am you well, a potential future, you more or less. I am you, the outcome."

"Of what? This moment?"

"Yes." He nods again. "See these strings."

He holds his hand out, and strings manifest before him.

"Are… those the strings of fate? Ananke’s strings!"

"They are. Right now, with Elpis having been finally made whole, you have entered a state of prescience like in Dune."

"I never read Dune? What the fuck is Dune?"

"Yeah, once I reached this level of power, I read a lot from our world. Did you know the gods of this world's Conceptual Ring don’t have as much access to our world’s knowledge? Yeah. Something along the lines of Khaos protecting the—"

"Look." Cirrus cuts his possible future self off. "That sounds interesting, but can I cut those strings? They're pretty fucking important to me right now."

"Oh… Okay." He said, a bit disappointed. "That’s on me for talking to my younger self. Ahem." He cleared his throat. "I have to ask, do you really want to cut those strings?"

"Yes! I do!! I want to be in charge of my own fate!! A fate that does not end this day!!"

"Hmm… No. No. If you cut these strings, you will almost 100% possibly die."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Don’t ask your FUTURE self a rhetorical question. But I’ll humor you. These strings are what are going to help you maintain your sense of self from Elpis."

"I have made it to this point with all the pain and suffering I caused. I can handle that power with Nox."

"…" The future Cirrus only lightly smiles. "Well, here it is." He holds the strings out. "I’m not gonna stop you. If you want to do it, go ahead. Know that I will not be the outcome. You could end up as something worse."

"Something worse? How?"

"Well, you could end up looking like this—S̵̫̐̒̂n̶̤̹̉̆ä̶̺͑p̷̧͓͈̮͋̈́͐́!̸̮̦͇̌͐̒̒͜" He transforms into a dark visage; he is clad in black, rustic armor with tears running down under the deer helmet. "This is a version of you who took a dark turn—S̵̫̐̒̂n̶̤̹̉̆ä̶̺͑p̷̧͓͈̮͋̈́͐́!̸̮̦͇̌͐̒̒͜" He transforms once more to resemble Hera with a white cloth that covers him, and his hair is more golden than gold itself. "This is the you that threw caution to the wind and reunited with your mother. Bounded together by the same chain, chained together with the same aim. Ultimately, the nature of your fate always ends here, at this very event, this canon event. Don’t worry; you’ll get that reference, probably. Anyway. Some have darker fates than others, some sadder. But as they say, all roads lead to Rome, which is what I am trying to say poorly."

"So…" He looks at the strings. "Even you do not know how I will turn out?"

"Nope—S̵͔͕͊̉ń̸̠̕ȃ̴̲͉p̶̛͉̳!̶̧͖̇" He returns to his original form. "The strings of fate cut away all the most unlikely paths, leaving you with the most likely and best option for you in a sea of infinite possibilities—me, or, well, what Ananke saw. But there is one thing I do know for you."

"And that is?"

"If you cut your strings, you will free all the choices your children will or ever could make, but you will be face to face with infinity. Can you handle that? To see infinity and walk past its torrent? I know from experience that the second you cut those strings, you are knocking on death’s door, and you can see the knob turning."

They gave Cirrus a choice. The safe option or the unknown option. One where he confirmed his survival, or will he wage it all for something else?

"…I." He does not know what to do. As a father, he wants his kids to be free to be who they wish to be. But he always wants them to be safe. "… Tell me. If I don’t cut these strings, will Haku, Calli, Auby, and Alise be okay? They can actually choose who they wish to be?"

"They will... or not." He shrugs. "You're throwing away their already safe and secured life. Hell, they could very well still follow their destined fate. After all, fate is just the fantastical name for determinism."

"Uh, I don’t think that’s right?"

"Their synonyms, whatever. My point is that the outcome of their lives may already be set in stone. Or maybe not. You will be taking a massive chance if you rid yourself and, in turn, your kids of the fate Ananke directed."

"Is this my best option?"

"Probably. I am the most likely outcome, a Pseudo-God. Not quite godly, but not quite human either. Still stronger than most gods... except the ones that count."

There was a bitterness in those last words of his.

"Then there is a better path." Cirrus walks up to his outcome. "I will find it. As a father, it’s my job, my pride, and my reasonability to let my child be what they want!! And I won’t let someone else force upon me their future."

The potential future him smirks.

"So be it." He holds out the strings. "Let the dice roll!! Let fortune smile in your favor!! SHOW THEM WHY THE GODS DESCENDED!!! SHOW THEM WHAT YOU GOT AND FUCKING ROAR WITH A BURNING HEART, A BLAZING SOUL THAT WILL BURN EVEN ASH!!!!"

Cirrus grabs the strings, and the strings burn asunder.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

"FUCKING LOUDER!!!"

The possible Cirrus is engulfed in iridescent flames.

"̸͇̃̑̎̑͐̈͒͌̈́̽͊̐̈́͠͠A̵̼͙̠͊͆̐Ạ̷̡̧̯̠̯͕͙̱̳̙̞̏̽̋͐̾̿̋̉̋͜͠A̷̢̡̝̩̯̖͖̺͚͒̐́͛̋͋̿͘ͅA̵̧̛̻͓͉͇͇̪̗̳͙͇̎̒͊̐͐̈́̔̒͋̈́̈́̃̃͠A̴̡̦͇͖̓͛͛͐̍͌̀̒̓̉͂͝Ą̸̧̡̲̥̰̞̞̲̳̺̜̠̯̇̑̓̓͛̓̋̿̈́͝A̵̡̧̧͈̗̥̙̥̠̣̝͈̒̈́ͅA̶̛͔̭̤̦̙̦̓̍̃͒͑̈́̅̅̈̚A̶̧̹̥̭̰͉͚̼̬̭̼̜͙͉̿̅͆̽̀̀͌͂͆̀͗͝Ȃ̸̡̲̹̻̺̖͉̬̥̟͕̼͕̀̔͑̅Ḁ̶̛͉̳͚̤̪̯͇̰̻́͂̿͐̓͆͜Â̸̗̻̪̝͉͆̅̑͌͐̒̊͝Ạ̵̧̲̿̉̔̐̏̾͗͋̃̾̔̈̈͂̎ͅH̸̢̗̹̲̹̖̙̟͖̝̯̤̟̻͋̿̏͋͆̾̌́̌̿́͘͘͝͝Ĥ̶̢̧̯̺̯͔̝͉̺̖̟̮̬̤͗̔͒̇̋̕͠H̵͍͙̙̝̳̩͈̜̙̳͙͚̽̍̄͆̒́̉͝H̵̨͚͎̰̱̹̣̫̓̄͛̉̆͐̎͊͗͗̈́̊͜Ḣ̸̢̢͓̳̖̰̙̦̲̅͌̅̔͆́̽̒̊̾̕͜͝͝H̷͍̮͗̉̓̈̿̄̀̒̚H̸̬͙͈̞̦̍!̷̭͔͖͉͉͖̏̉͑̑̽̐̎̽̊̏͛̽͘͠!̴̢̧̛͓͚̭̩̥̪̮͇͎̺̜̒̇̈͆͑̽̅͗͜͝ͅ!̵̨̦͔̺̐̏!̸̡̡͚̖̠̩̰̼̳͂̆͝!̵̡͖͖̞̩̜͔̩͇͋̉̄̂̎̒̃͠!̶̧̯̠̙̤̖̦̗̣͚͉̗̑̓̓̀̽̾̓͘͜͝͝!̷̧͎̝̤͕͇̱̠̆͋͑̋̉͜͝!̴̭̤̀̋͑̎̊̉̽̿͌͑̄̚ͅ"̴̧̧̝͚̝̳͚̹̗͍̝̩͉̋͋̽̎̑̅̂ͅHis words became scrambled.

"COME THE FUCK ON!!!! THIS!!! THIS IS OUR GURREN FUCKING LAGANN MOMENT!!!!! GO UP TO FATE AND SLIT!!! THE THROATS!!! EVERYONE LAST MOTHERFUCKER WHO STANDS IN YOUR WAY!!!! AND SET FIRE!!!! TO HEAVEN ITSELF!!!!"

"̶̡̱̭̠̪͙̻̱̮̭̤͈͒̔̒͐͌͆̕͝R̵̛͉͌̔̎͝O̶̢̧̨̨̠̫͉̲̠̟͊͘͜ͅẄ̷̞͓́̒̐͐̈́̐̒̾͋͝!̶̧̥̖̣͚͉̐͠!̵̢̨̱͍͚͇̮͔̯̬̟͙̗͂̀͛̈̀͐̇́̉͘͠͝!̶̘͚̬͇̤̳̲͔͚͔̞̬̣̓̍͂̇̎̇́̾̍͛̔̕͜͠!̶͍̹̄̍̈́ ̷̖̣̞̞͆̑͐̈͑̔̈́̔̀͂̍̂̚ͅR̶̛̮̤̹͇͐͐̎̓̏͂̿̑̃͝͠O̶̘̯͓͒̊͆̇̔͝Ẃ̶̡̟͉̱̝̬̠̗̻̊̈́̌!̴̢̱̬̞̈͊͒͗͒̃͗̊!̴̨̨͍̲͔͍̹͙̀̆̑͛̕̚!̷̢̗̪̠̪̰̲̄̚!̴̛̝͕̊͗͂̅̅͐̎̇͠͠ ̵̛̩̠̫̭̩̳̞̘̘̠̝͇̾̊̌͑̈́Ā̵͕̞̯̥́͊͊̇́̈̒̄́̈͆͌̊̕͜H̵̛̺̄̒̽̅̈̎̔͊̐̿͠H̸̞̞̍̈́͑͐͂̽͐̐̊̇̈̈Ḩ̶̛̬̗̣̤̰̉́̈̉͊̇̅͑͒̅͌̂̓͜H̶̛̘̥̘̉Ḧ̵̢̠́̍͋̿̏̂̃̐Ḣ̷̡̨̛̳̥͍̯̫̥̜̩̝͊̀͂̅͊̈͌̽̇͒͊̚͝Ḧ̷̘̱̦̖̬̦͂̏͆̈̀̉̐͂͌͝H̴̨̫̞͈̝͇̩̼̱̯̳̀̒͂͗̉̓͌͠͝H̵͇̙̬̳͍͔̺̫͕̜̣͑̈́̃͜H̵̥̠̥̯̪͖͚͈̤͕͉̔̅̀͌́̓̈́͊̇̈́̋͘͠͠ͅH̶̭̩͐͗̓̄͗̐̂̋͆͘͝H̴̖̤̹̣̙̖̜̻̤͚͇͉̙́Ḧ̵̱̻̤̜̮̠̠̞̩̞́́́͆̕Ȟ̵̡͎̝͉̳̳̅͋̇͛̂́̈́̈̈́͘͘͜͝ͅH̸̨̞͔̜̤̫͎͕̰͍̲̬̋̇͊͜ͅḪ̴̡̰̗̲̗̽͐̑́̀̾̈́͌̈́̽̎͋̕͝H̶̖̜͕̱̺̦͖̣̹̫͙̔̔͋̾̈́̒̂̑̈͆̉̈́͘!̶̛̛̱̜̠̂̏̃̈́̍̀̔̆̀!̵̧̢̹̹̳̭̆̾̈́̏́!̷̮͙̮̿͜!̷̡̨͕͍̻̙͉̹̞̐͊͑͂͠ͅ!̸̛͓̾̾!̵̡̛̩̠̰̝̪͇̪̳̗̺͌̀̆̈́̀͛͋̂̓̈́̾͑̕͠!̴̲̙͙͖͙̯͙̇̊̈͆̏̆!̴̢̡͎̣̩̗͖̬͔̠̱͎̳̦̃̋͐̋͌͘!̴̻̰̗̜̗̾̂̓!̷̧̲̱̠̳͇̝͑̅̈́̈́͒̿̓̓̒͆͛̿!̷͕̜̞̭̞̬̀͌̑̇̓́̓̔̐̒͂̿̀̽̚"̴͉̭̰̊͆́̆ Cirrus himself burned even brighter; it shamed the stars of heaven by how bright he was becoming.

"FIGHT THE POWER!!!!!!" The possible Cirrus grins like a wolf as he burns away. "KEEP GOING!!! JUST BREAK THE RULE!!!! THEN YOU CAN SEE THE TRUTH!!!!"

"̴̢̲͚̖̼̬͎̞̘̗̹͓̬͚̭̏̃̈́̇͒̍̒̿̐̂̎̉͘̚̚■̸̳̺̠͚̈̓̄͠■̴͚̪̝̒͆̈̔̽̀̀̊̌̋̈́̑͠͝͝■̴̡̛̬̱̝̿͊!̴̡̀̎̄̈̓̌̏̀̕͠͠!̷̧̡̠̫̫̳̌̽!̵̛̙̙̻͇͑̈́͋̽̓̌͜■̵͉̥͕̜͈̝͎̬̞̞̭̍͂̏̂̍̌͂͆͌̃̏́́ͅ■̷̧̰̫̤̹͖͚͕̰̼̖͙̆̓͊̓̋̐̒̕■̴͉͍̜̘̤̗̟̅̐̋͗̽̂̉͛̄̚!̴͎͙͇̗͕̭̘̈́̈̈́͊̃̇̋͒̐̓̓͌̓͜͝!̴̞̬̗͇̤̂̋̏̓̕!̸̝͍̤͎͙̺͓̞̰̂̅͆͑̑͛͆̄̑̕͠■̴̭͈̬̗̘̰͈́̀̔̈́̉̾■̵̱͓͎͇̤̻̒͗̽̊̅͗̌͘͠͠͝ͅ■̸̢̢̢̯̳̯͙̫̺̯̮̖͚̍̅̚!̶̛̻̯͕̗̲̠̮̼̤̻̯͎̯̣̱̅͐͒̐̈́͑̾̃̀̍̾͠͝!̷̫̰̰̳͙͚̜̒͒̐̅̽͂͘̕͝͝!̵̡̡̦̙͙̲̙̳͙̠͕͔͎͚͑͛̈́̓̋͋̿̋̔͛̆͂̕͝͠■̶͉͈̬͓́͊̓̄̋■̴̹̤̩͇̭͍͍̝̱̳̱̫̾̂͜■̷̡̛̜͉̩͖̞̲͈̣̿̎̀͂͆̿͑͆͂̚̕͘͜!̶̨̘͔͚͍̳̯̯̩̥͆̆̕!̶̢̨̦̝̰̳͔͆̄͛͆̈͆̈́̈́͐̑̈́̑̐̚͜!̵̧̨̯̮͙̗͉̯̻̫͕̳̪̉͛̎̈̈́͗̒̍͝͝ͅ■̴̨̧͚̘̼̜̬̝̋́̀̂̔͌̀̎̓̇̈́̈͌■̷̨̫̠͒̓͘■̴̧̢̠̜̺̻̣̻̘̂̉͆͑̒̑͊̿̔̊̈́͊̾̕͝!̷̬̆͂̐̈͒͋̽̅͊!̴̻͋͑̓̿͒̚!̴̙͈̮͉͚̭̩̮̗̻̻͙͐͆̔̐́̌̉̅́̓́̈̔̀■̸͖͕̞̭̺͇̥̞̲̬̪́͋̆̀͊͘͜■̴̳̹͈̣̣̖̪̬̪̖͖͐■̵̨̩̞̣͎̽̈̏̓́͌̈́̔̿̓!̵͙͎̞̻͓̮͔͌́̎̕̕͝!̵̢͉̟͙̝̖̙͕̺̥̣̖̓!̵̩̹̐͐̔̄̕■̴̢̣̲̲̗̭͍̪̬͉̦͈̈́̓̄͛̈́̑̚̚■̶̦̩̺̣͓̀̒̽̃͛̐͒̈́̀̀͊̾̚͘͠■̶̡̥̭͈̤̽̓͝ͅ!̴̨̺̳͉͓̼͊̾̎̾͜͠!̷̗͇̮̖͋!̴̰͖̹̟̟͚̦̤̖͍̹̲̹͗́̉̃̃́͗̓̍̓̚ͅ■̸̢̧͚̼͎͂̋̐̈̉͋̊̓■̸̝̜̇̾͝■̷̢͕̬̹́͐̊̈̓̔̑̿̆̐́͌̏̒!̴̱͙̜̥̉̐!̷̢͉̝̫̝̰̝͓͛͑̏͒͋̏͒̄͠!̶̥̳̪̳̰̏̂̐͜■̶̝̺͓̺̠́́̈̅̌̂̒͒͒͑̆̈́̾̚■̵̧̛͕͙͖̳̦̝̳̇̒̄́̅̀̄̉͌̈̀̆̀ͅ■̸̢̗̗̼̰̈́͆̌͛̋͌̏̄͊͜!̸̧̡̼͙̻̻̼̼̳̬͚̻̌̀̇̎̄̆̓̈́̐̽̕͝!̶͔̣͇͉̱̟̉͋̉͆̿̔̕!̵̞͓̝̯̰̰̹͙͕͍͇̫̟͕̻̌̀̉̅̽̓͋̇͝͠■̸̙̤́͋̓̄͝■̷̯̺͙̯̖̘̻̠̘̦͆́̈́̇͐̅̽̕■̵̬̮̩̹̖̣̦͉̄́͌͗̏͒̅̚ͅ!̶̢̨̛͖̥̻͍̞̤͍͙͈͓͑͌́́̓̕͜͝!̸̧͍͚̮͈̙͍̹̀̍̈̏̊̽̓̓͘͝!̵̧̺̼͕̩̖̱̪̥̿̒̒͑́̈̎̏̍̔̉̓̏̋͠■̴̧̜͙̝̪̘͊̐͆͂̅͌̎̋̎̔͗̊̀͌■̷̡̢͕̫͉͇̫͎̣̗͉͔͈͊̏̇̑̌͘͠■̸̼̙͑͂̌̅̿͠!̴͇̻̝̪͊̐́̃̄̓̒̽̕!̷̡͎̭̘̺̬̺̰̠̩̏́͜!̵̪̹͉͕͉̗͖͕̭̼͖̗̼̅̔̉̿̽͝͝■̸̞̰̯̝̱̗͔͉̳̋̎̄̃͆͐̚■̸̧̪͔͆̀■̴̲̿̉͒̊̿͑͌̂̓͛̉̆̚!̷̢̛̘̬̫͇̃̽̐͂̀̀̕̚!̶̪̮̘͕̼̠̫͙̐͂͐̍͌̒̕̕̚!̴͖̱̬͕̦̐̏̉̄͝■̸̡͓̝̗̰͓͉̰̻̣́̽͂̿̉̄͑̏̊͋̊̽̈́̚͜ͅ■̴̩̹͕̤̭̌̐̇■̸̛̙̅̐͆̎̆̈́̾̆̐͘!̴̡̤͍̯͈̦̣͇͛͂̚͜͜͠!̵̥̯̱͈̿̂̓!̴̧͙̜̺̖̰̖̬̟̒͑̚͘■̴͓͈͐̂̋̈́͊̈̊͒̂͊̌̂̕̕͝■̵̛͍̗̤͍͔̫̞͔̼̍̉̂̎̈́͑̇͜͝■̸̢̢̨̤̤͔̺̻̲̱͉͉̰͈̱͋̎̒̽̿̔̿!̵̧̛̳̳͌̋̽͆͂̓!̷̩͖͔͙͊́͒͊̉́!̷͈͎̦̦͇͙̖̩͓̞̂ͅ■̴̢͕͉͎̺̪̞̜͖́͋̒̀̽͛́̍͌̄̄■̴̨͔̙̥͐͂̏́͐͑■̵̬͠ͅ!̸̨͙̺̬͈̱͕̜̺̹͙̘̟͉̳̉̍̔͘͝!̸̡͔̞̒͛͂͊̆̉̐̀̃̔̚!̴̳̬͙͇̭̰̑̎͂̂͒͗͛■̵̧̛̟̘̟̯̠̝͎͉̥̠̫̭̞̾͋̑̍͒͗̃͊̍̔͑̐́■̷̯̩̈͑̋̎̀͌̽̓̎̎̕͝ͅ■̴̱̺̒͂͑̈̀͑̃͊͐́́̃͐͘͝!̸̡͓̫͈̝̺̠͎͛!̵̢̡̩̫̱̜̮̙̬̳̫̔̄̈́̈́̓͋̌̅!̶͔͚̬̰̦͗̆̋̈́̈́͊͌̓̇̽̂͘͘̚■̶̫̜͊̇̏̀̈́̈̕■̵̢́̈́̀͒̏͐̈̿͛͂͛̆́͝■̸̢̡͔͇̖͎̦̼͕̦͈̞̝̠̀̿̒̌̓͆́̀̋!̴͙̹̯̯̝͂̋̓̏!̵̛̫̤̯̼̰̈̈̈́̏͛̍̄͝!̴̡̡̜͖̬͔͈͖̜̜̰̼̉͐̅͜͜͜͝■̷̧̛̥̫̙̳̗̝̄̈̓͑̀̚ͅ■̵̡̣̠̹͈̯͖͓̏̊͜■̶̢̟͔͓̘̫̤̺̞̋̿̈́́͗̚͜͝!̵̤̮̥̬̩̭̓͋͋͋̎̎̑̇͊͛̈́̚͝͝͠!̶̨̧͇͉̘̯̹̖͚̜̰̰̤̪̋͑̅̉̒͐!̴̢̍̂̃̄͊̈͌́̀̊̈͝■̴̧̡̤̳̰͇̥̼͔͈̻̠͒ͅ■̶̟̮̞͉̺̠̘̪̃■̶̝̯̰̅͛̇̀̃̃̇̒̉͝!̵̛͈̱̣͔͓̰̗̦͈̓͐̈̓!̶̢̛̦̣͎̗͔͚̭̖̫͎́͌̈̋̽̓̓̌͂̐̆̽̏̕͜͜͜!̴̡̤̲̭̖̰͖̥̮̣͍̭͋̚͝ͅ■̵̨̭̥̝̗̦̫̩͈̻̘̗̘͑■̴̢̧͈͕̞̙͇̣̻̲͓̥̭̣̏̅͌̑̀̒̍͂̃̚͝■̸̡̧͈̹͚̲̤̯͈̩̙̫͋!̶͙̹̣͚̮̭͈͕̝̠̈!̴̞͍̳̖̺͇̉!̸̝̣̯̗̯͙̗͉̱̻̹͓̣̝̝̌̈̈̎̓̉͗͗̀■̶̨̡̡̭̟̯͙͇̖̳̯̆͒̿͗̇͋̕■̵̨͖̬̙̞̞̆̈́̈́■̶̱̝̺̟̦͚̼̟̮̆̍̓̌!̸̨̛̩̂̃̈́̇͋͌̀̚͠͝͝!̵̛͕̮̬̖͈̲̙͖̬͓̅̊͗͌͒̄̈́͂̈́̚̕͠!̷̝̬͙̣͌̍͋̅̓̽͐̕■̷͓̼͖̜̲̈́■̶̨̨̠͉̦̯̤͈̥̥͈̈̿̈́̌͑͘͜͜͜■̷̤̜͕͎͇͕̫̠͚̞͗͋̀̈͒͑̈́̍̈́̀̚͝!̷͉̰̻̬̬̱̙̣̞̏̔̉͘ͅ!̸̢̮̲̘͎̙̜͚̤̞̳̩̃̀͒̆̈́̈͋͘͜͜!̷̩̼̣̘̼̮̹̿̆̔̂̋̈͋͒̊͆̌ͅͅ■̵̗̻̐͂͛̍͒́̀̀̒͝■̸͎͖̬̼̥͈̦͓̹̊̌̏̔͂■̸̼̜͚̘̤̙̘̜̻̫͉̗̇̌̓̅̀̂͠!̵̬͔̇̀̄̈́͂̑́̚͠͝!̵̢͎͙͔̯̘̖̃̍̔́͆̎̉͐̉͜͜!̸̨͓̫̟̫̰̗̰͔͍̈́͒́̒͂̓̓͌̌̎̈́■̶̡̢̛̛̟͍̫̟̱̗̱̱̭͎̇̉̅̈́̈́͊̓̕̕̕■̵̻͕̻̰̲̮̮͎̺̥̣̭̻̻̈̐̋́̄̒͒̓͗͂̂͘͠■̸̨̜͓̰͔͎͎̘̮̩͕̜̯̋͑̒̄͛͂̓̃̀͌͐͊͛̉͘!̷̡̧̡̗̥̩̲͔̟͚̰̻̿͗̂͑̑̓̊̈́͜!̵̨̙̘͒̂͐̓̈́͌̋͌!̴̡̡̢̟̗͇̦̤̤̹̤̬̘̯̂̉͜■̷͔̲̜̘͉̬̬̤͈̌͘■̴̧̮̭͍̫͊͜■̷̛̝́̽̔̀̓̚͝!̴̞͍̱̭̠̼̥̞̀̈́̏̓̆̾͆̉̽́͛̌!̶̳͈̳͕͉̫̭͓̬̺͈̗̞͛̔̉̏̏̊̕͘̚͝!̷̛̞̰̱͇̖͇͚͔͉̫̞̯̀̀̇̀̃͐̌̂̒̕̕■̵̧͎̠̫̪̬̮̩͇̒̈̎ͅͅ■̸̭͓̟̞͌͜͝͝■̷̨̘̜̦͇̜̰͓̦̝̯̅̄̽̀̆̒̕͝!̶̛̜͍̱̳͇̥̗̭̮̈́͗̅͗̍̊̾̽͆͑̃̔̚͠!̸̯̯̖̤̯̥͇̅̊̅̐̈̓̀̈́̌̀!̸̧̢̱̣̺̲̿͗̎̌̕■̵̲̬̩̺̪̭͙̜̝͒̊̌̉̉̈́̽̑͆̈́■̷̨̨̛̠̲̞͙̭̯̩̃̈́̀͆̏́͋̄̀ͅ■̸̼͕̉̌̾̈́͘!̷̮̀̒́̑̌͆͂̂̅̽̍̈́!̶͍̓͆̌͛͐̊̇̈͋̃͘͝͠!̷̧̧̫̦̦̭̮͚̗̮̻̣͎̅̇̋͜͠■̸̢͖͉͈͙̤̭͕̫̞̩̱̋́̓̂̄͗̄̆͗͊̅̓̋͝■̸͔̤͈̗͈͛̈́■̸̢̛̦̣̘͉̲̲͈͕̲̮͈̑̔̌̒̍͗̃͂͋̽͊!̸̡͔͕̺̪̉̐̋͋ͅ!̴̡̧̯̲̺̯̣͓̩͚̙̪̪̹̙̽̐̎́̓̆͐̔̀̇͘̕͠!̶̧͙̞̙͓̰̙̖̣̭̩̼̥̈͌̀͊̃́̽̍̉̌̚̚͠"̴̦̭͍̻̰̥͓̺̤̫̙͑͆͌̔͜͝ Cirrus exploded into iridescent flames.

"I did my part, Nyx. May whatever Cirrus becomes, let him be unchained; let him reach Elysium from the bodies of all the times that we failed to reach it." The possible Cirrus is then extinguished.

BWOOSH!!!

TSSSS~!!!


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