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Rinascita Chapter II Act IX
By Moon's Fated Light
With the Sovereign slain, you attend the victory ceremony by invitation of Ceremonial Officer Bruno. The celebration honors the new Hero of Heroes and those who stood by their side amidst the crackling bonfire and joyous cheers of the crowd... Now that the countless petals are to be thrown into the sky to become the rain of glory and triumph, you might finally reunite with the girl you have never forgotten in a way even beyond fate's grasp.
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After distributing some petals, a Priestess's oration catches your attention. Surprisingly, for a ceremony of such significance, Iuno isn't the one hosting. In fact, she isn't mentioned at all. Dispelling the Dark Tide's miasma, her role in the hunt, everything... The Priestess's oration of the battle attributes all of Iuno's contributions to you. No one seems to find this strange. It's as if all memory of Iuno has been erased from the world.
Rover:
Looks like the oration they mentioned.
Rover:
Huh… I thought for sure it'd be Iuno at an event like this.
Rover:
Eh, well. Guess I'll catch her later.
Serene Priestess:
...Yes, I fear that until Grandmother Lillibet finds a gifted successor, we shall not glimpse further into Septimont's future.
Serene Priestess:
By the light and fate above us, we are but apprentices carving insights into stone, passing their words along.
Serene Priestess:
Once, fate flowed like a thread. It guided reverent seekers to glimpse Septimont's end...
Serene Priestess:
Under the Tide's surge, all was overturned. No soul was spared.
Serene Priestess:
Until the Unwritten One arrived from afar to join forces with Augusta.
Serene Priestess:
With the Corrosaurus as bait, {Male=he;Female=she} cut through the Dark Tide's miasma to reveal the truth.
Serene Priestess:
With the False Sovereign's blood, a new ruler was crowned. The prophesied end was averted, thanks to Augusta and the Unwritten One.
Serene Priestess:
From now on, fear no longer grips me. The Dark Tide retreats into the forgotten night, and countless souls drink from pure waters again. The new Hero of Heroes, Augusta, shall lead Septimont into a new age.
Serene Priestess:
Thus, the present now aligns with the prophecy Grandmother Lillibet once foresaw in Septimont's Auguries.
Rover:
Prophecy of the end, and how we managed to lure the Sovereign out... The order and the story are right, but something's missing.
Rover:
You speak of me and Augusta, but what of Iuno?
Serene Priestess:
Who is... Iuno?
Serene Priestess:
Unwritten One, you leave me baffled.
Serene Priestess:
Are you suggesting that my recounting missed... someone named Iuno? I don't find the name... familiar.
Serene Priestess:
Hmm. I should know this... Iuno, you speak of, yes?
Rover:
Iuno is a Priestess, just like you.
Rover:
More than that, she wielded the Moon Bow and fought alongside me and Augusta in the hunt. We defeated the Sovereign together... Don't you all remember?
Serene Priestess:
Impossible. As a Priestess myself, I can tell you with certainty that none among us bear that name.
Serene Priestess:
And, I must remind you, we rarely take part in hunts. Our place is with the flames in Tetragon Temple.
Serene Priestess:
The hunt for the Sovereign involved many. Perhaps you are mistaken and confused her for someone else?
Rover:
No, this can't be.
Rover:
I don't know what a Priestess is supposed to be, but I do know what Iuno is like. And I'm certain... she's a Priestess.
Rover:
You mentioned cutting through the Dark Tide's miasma. Tell me, if Iuno wasn't there, then who shot the Moon Arrow?
Serene Priestess:
Who shot the Moon Arrow...? What do you mean? You were the one who dispelled the miasma.
Serene Priestess:
Yes. On the cliffside, you struck with your sword to cut through the Dark Tide. Don't you remember, Unwritten One?
Your mind swirls with questions, but no answers come. An elder at the camp notices your unease and gently explains that what you're experiencing may be a side-effect of prolonged Dark Tide exposure—hallucinations, confusion, delusions. He reassures you that these symptoms aren't permanent, and simply avoiding the Dark Tide should let you recover. He suggests speaking with Augusta, who went through the Dark Tide alongside you and might offer some clarity.
Rover:
(Their accounts are all true, except when it comes to Iuno. How they react to her name is completely wrong.)
Rover:
(Everything she did, they attribute to me. They're not just forgetting. It's as if Iuno never existed to them at all.)
Rover:
(Could this be possible? This distortion in perception? Is it a remnant of the Sovereign's power? Or is this the work of the Fractsidus again?)
Veteran Elder:
I heard what you said to the Priestess, Rover.
Veteran Elder:
No... I've never even heard of her.
Veteran Elder:
You should know, I've been stationed in this camp longer than most. Memory ain't bad, either.
Veteran Elder:
Been thinking... Maybe the Dark Tide's crawled into your head. Could be you're suffering from dissociation, a side effect of all that exposure.
Veteran Elder:
Word is, people who get too close end up seeing things. Hallucinations, delusions, the works.
Veteran Elder:
Some of 'em go as far as thinking they see the dead. Or worse, some start calling themselves Tacet Discords.
Veteran Elder:
The Sovereign was built from the Dark Tide itself. Who knows what it swallowed before it came for us? Could be worse than what you're used to. You must be in its grip.
Veteran Elder:
Ah, don't get too worked up. It ain't that bad, not yet anyway.
Veteran Elder:
At any rate, dissociation is just a problem in perception.
Veteran Elder:
Some folks let it eat at them for life. Others know what's real and what ain't. They keep away from the Dark Tide, and before long they start feeling alright.
Veteran Elder:
How are you feeling? You need to rest up a bit? ...Oh, looks like Augusta's finally here.
Veteran Elder:
She's been through it too, faced the Sovereign just like you. If you're still doubting, maybe talk to her. Could help.
Knowing how close Augusta and Iuno are, you look to her for confirmation. But what she says shocks you. She believes your memory of "Iuno" is a product of the Whisper's deceptions, a false memory to be resisted. You try to prove Iuno is real by showing her Iuno's Lunarum bracelet. During the hunt, you had tried to return it to Iuno, but she insisted you keep it as a memento. Did she somehow already know she would be forgotten? Just then, light spills from the bracelet to form a specter of Iuno. But Augusta sees nothing at all.
Augusta:
Rover, you've come.
Augusta:
Bruno has already filled you in on the Rosebearer matter, yes? How are the celebrations treating you?
Rover:
Augusta, do you remember Iuno?
Augusta:
Iuno?
Rover:
Yes, she was often by your side. The one with the bow like the moon. She joined our hunt for the Sovereign...
Augusta:
Everyone has forgotten... No, that's not it. Everyone says they've never even seen her before.
Augusta:
But you, you remember her. You remember everything that happened. You are certain she is real and cannot exist in your memories alone.
Augusta:
I know what you're feeling, because I've felt it too.
Augusta:
The Dark Tide's frequencies twisted my perception as well. Made me see things that weren't real.
Augusta:
The Sovereign's whispers dogged me for decades, tempting me to accept its gift.
Augusta:
But that's all in the past. I know now that to find peace, I must see through the deception, fight it, and conquer it.
Augusta:
Because of my sword. It reflects everything that happened in Murmurstown.
Augusta:
Existence always leaves a trace. Beyond feeling, memory, and perception, is there anything that can prove this "Iuno" isn't an illusion?
Iuno:
After this, I shall likely sleep like I've never slept before.
Iuno:
Say, I heard the Montelli family imported some device that aids sleep. It's all the rage... Augusta, I trust you will acquire one for me? I wish to try it myself.
Iuno:
Scented candles are fine, though the scent of the forest is most pleasing. As for pillows and bedding...
Augusta:
That's enough. I allow requests... but only three.
Iuno:
Hmph. Apologies, but I need my rest if I'm to be at full power. Do bear with it. It's for your own good, after all.
Iuno:
And you, Rover? Were I to indulge in a bit of selfishness, you'd forgive me, wouldn't you?
Iuno:
Oh? Didn't think the great "Unwritten Rover" would be so stingy.
Iuno:
Well, lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today. Now, what brings you to me?
Iuno:
Really? You traveled all this way just to return what I gave you, is that it?
Iuno:
Was it truly such a burden for you?
Iuno:
If one day this bracelet becomes meaningless to anyone else, I hope you will remain the exception, Unwritten One.
Iuno:
But... perhaps in that distant future, forgetting might prove far easier than remembering. Never mind. In any case, you are not to return it.
Iuno:
It's something I've carried with me ever since I was bestowed the title of Priestess. Keep it for me, if only as a keepsake.
Iuno:
Well, until we meet again, I suppose.
Rover:
This bracelet belongs to Iuno.
Augusta:
Quite the unique design. Like a crescent moon. But still... I'm sorry.
Augusta:
I wish I could offer you the answer you seek, but to me, it's just an ordinary bracelet. Nothing about it stands out.
Augusta:
When you mentioned her name, I tried to recall any trace of her in my memories.
Augusta:
But there is nothing. What has passed is clear... and she feels like an extra piece to a puzzle, one that doesn't quite fit.
Rover:
How can this be? You spent the most time with her.
Augusta:
Rover, wait...
Augusta:
What... did you see?
You're unable to accept Iuno's disappearance, but doubt flickers through your mind... Was it all an illusion? Now that even Iuno's last sliver of moonlight fades, your memories are the only proof she ever existed. Abby reassures you that it also remembers everything about Iuno and all the moments you shared. As the only exception left, you refuse to accept this ending. You decide to search Tetragon Temple for any remaining traces of her.
Rover:
Iuno.
Iuno:
Of course, only you would be the exception.
Rover:
So you've known this all along...
Iuno:
A death that shouldn't have happened, traded for an unforetold victory. A fair deal.
Iuno:
Now... I am but a fading sliver of moonlight.
Iuno:
I'm sorry, but...
Iuno:
Even I fear being...
Iuno:
Forgotten...
Abby:
Hey, Rover, you alright? You've been standing here for ages.
Abby:
So Iuno's really gone? Just like that?
Abby:
Duh! Even though I was snoozing on and off... I still remember everything that went down, crystal clear!
Abby:
You told me the first time you met Iuno was in the arena, right? She scared the toga off that other team with just a few words. Intimidating stuff. But when I actually met her, she was...
Abby:
Yeah, totally! We had so much done with her during the hunt trip.
Abby:
She even invited us to Tetragon Temple to check out the murals. Oh, and we caught that giant blue spiky TD, which led us to that big bad stinky thing...
Abby:
Yep, and I'm pretty sure she was the one who took that Moon Bow and blasted the Dark Tide wide open! Not you, not anyone else!
Abby:
And that bracelet, she gave it to us to lure out that nasty big fella... Even asked us to keep it for her...
Abby:
So it doesn't matter whatever anyone thinks, or... or what happened to her. You remember her, and I do too! It wasn't some made-up crap!
Rover:
Iuno once said she glimpsed the end, where she would be the last one standing. But now, this end never came... and Iuno is dead.
Rover:
Is this the cost of changing destiny? Did she know she'd disappear, but accepted it anyway?
Abby:
Yeah, I know what you mean... Like, we didn't even get to have a proper goodbye!
Rover:
I don't care if Iuno foresaw her fate and chose this path for herself.
Rover:
All I know is I won't let it end like this. Not with her fading into oblivion.
Rover:
Like Augusta said, everything that exists leaves a trace. Since she's a Priestess, I'm sure to find traces of her in Tetragon Temple.
Rover:
A lead could be the breakthrough I need.
Abby:
That's the spirit! Look at ya, Rover, snapping out of that funk! Knew you'd be back at it soon enough!
Abby:
I still got some kinks to work out before I'm in my Super Echo Abby form, but you can bet I'll be here...
Abby:
Remembering everything that happens. We'll figure something out, whatever it takes! Even when I'm just riding along, I'm in this with you, pal.
Rover:
(Strange... Lillibet and the other Priestesses aren't here. The Temple seems empty.)
Rover:
(Hmm? Iuno's bracelet is shining? The light is... pointing at a wall?)
Voice in the Chaos:
Endlessly cycling... shattering futures... Is this Chaos?
Voice in the Chaos:
Unsalvageable, fractured into pieces... This is Chaos!
Voice in the Chaos:
Countless possibilities, both true and not true... This is Chaos...
Voice in the Chaos:
...Until every Anchor is revealed, laid bare in the light.
With the Sovereign slain, you attend the victory ceremony by invitation of Ceremonial Officer Bruno. The celebration honors the new Hero of Heroes and those who stood by their side. As part of the celebration's highlight, countless rose petals will be thrown into the air in a shower of glory. You accept Bruno's offer to become the first non-local Rosebearer and distribute petals to your allies in tribute to victory.
???:
May joy also be upon you, Rover.
???:
The Sovereign is dead. Now we pause in our victory to honor the Hero of Heroes, and all those who stood by her side.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
I am Bruno, Master of Ceremonies for the occasion. I had hoped to greet you alongside Augusta.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
But she was called away... The Senate insists on wasting her time with their trifles.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
We wish to bestow upon you the honor of Rosebearer. Roses symbolize our glory and triumph, to be shared with all who are gathered here.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Yes, it's a ceremonial role. Don't worry, it's pretty simple, and you won't be handing out too many.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
At the height of the celebration, everyone will toss their petals into the air. We will all shower in the flowers.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Your task will be to distribute the petals beforehand. You have been chosen by the people, for you are held in the highest regard.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
The people of Septimont gave their all on the battlefield. Now, after fighting side by side, we'll share honey and wine beneath a rain of petals.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
You are our first non-local Rosebearer. But I believe you were already chosen the moment you cut through the Dark Tide's miasma. Without you, the Sovereign's defeat would not have been possible.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Yes... Oh, I hope you won't decline. This is not only Augusta's wish, it's the people's too.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
When Augusta arrives, she'll join the other Rosebearers. I'm sure those who partook in the hunt will be honored to receive petals from you.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Very well, I'll leave it in your capable hands.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
As for who you choose and how, trust your instincts. It's just like a toast, or a Priestess's oration, all part of the celebration. No need to overthink it. Now, enjoy!
Valiant Gladiator:
To Septimont! To peace after the storm!
Outspoken Gladiator:
Yes! To the Hero of Heroes, to you, to me, to... Wait, is that Rover?
Valiant Gladiator:
Good. When the time comes, I'll hurl the glory high and let the wind carry it far. Let the world see our triumph!
Outspoken Gladiator:
Since you're here, anything you want to drink? Speak up. Theseus and I will take care of it.
Valiant Gladiator:
Alright, we'll catch you after you finish.
Outspoken Gladiator:
If you're interested, you should go listen to the Priestess. Her orations are one of the highlights of the celebration.
Valiant Gladiator:
Who's leading it this time? It's not Lillibet, is it?
Worried Noble:
I... I'm still worried. The Paradise was stopped, right? But the Dark Tide isn't gone for good. The Sovereign is gone, but what if something worse is waiting for us?
Helpful Noble:
You're hopeless. So what if tomorrow's uncertain? Does that mean tonight doesn't matter?
Helpful Noble:
That's the spirit. Tonight is for those who've bled for it. All of us!
Helpful Noble:
Speaking of which... Rover, you're here early. Got a little something for us?
Helpful Noble:
Knew it! You were always going to be one of the Rosebearers.
Worried Noble:
Ah, the fragrance really makes the glory linger... Thank you. Be sure to save some for those who've fought by your side.
Helpful Noble:
Ha! If I were them, I'd gather petals from every bearer, then, when you least expect it... give you a small surprise!
Helpful Noble:
Huh? Iuno?
Rover:
There's not much left. I'll hand some out over there.
Lillibet:
Even with no certainty, you're still heading toward that deathtrap... Rover, you've made up your mind, haven't you?
Lillibet:
I understand. One must try at least... Very well, I'll accompany you there.
Lillibet reveals two important truths. First, Septimont's future is now veiled behind a white barrier. For the first time, none of the Priestesses can see any of Septimont's Auguries. Second, after hearing from Augusta about your unwavering belief in Iuno's existence, she uncovered a single record: a Priestess named Iuno who died three years ago. But death and disappearance cannot both be true. Your lone memory of Iuno has disrupted the causal chain, creating a reality suspended in limbo. Refusing to accept this ending, you resolve to bring Iuno back from the Chaos between life and death, between existence and non-existence, by using the same method that once gave form to Avidius.
Lillibet:
My apologies. I should've been here to receive you, but some Priestesses ran into some trouble... I had to step away.
Lillibet:
Simply put, aside from what's already been verified, we can no longer see any other of Septimont's Auguries.
Lillibet:
The full scope has always been out of reach, but this feeling of being blocked by an impenetrable white barrier is something I've never encountered. It's as if there's nothing there at all.
Lillibet:
Well, there is a silver lining. Septimont's Auguries concern Septimont's future, but as for smaller, individual futures... we can still see those.
Lillibet:
For instance, I saw Avidius making a commotion not long ago.
Lillibet:
But let's talk about why you are here first. Augusta mentioned your situation and said you might come looking for me. You seek help in finding a Priestess by the name of Iuno.
Lillibet:
I wish she were a figment of your imagination. A product of your proximity to the Dark Tide. That would make things much simpler.
Lillibet:
Because I did find a record of a Priestess named Iuno.
Lillibet:
But according to the record, she died three years ago. Buried where the Dark Tide swallowed the spring basin.
Lillibet:
The record didn't say, but...
Lillibet:
You must understand, "death" and "disappearance" are two different concepts.
Lillibet:
If Iuno truly died three years ago, then she couldn't have been your companion three years later, let alone have existed up until today.
Lillibet:
In other words, if Iuno disappeared today and was erased from the memories of Augusta, myself, and everyone else, then the death three years ago must have been a fabrication.
Lillibet:
It means her death three years ago and her disappearance today cannot both be true.
Lillibet:
If someone has truly disappeared from this world, do they need a fabricated death? Likewise, when someone dies, they no longer exist in a way that others can feel. These two causal chains should be clear, but they crossed paths with you, the unknowable void.
Lillibet:
Although I hate to admit it, Avidius was right... Since you still remember Iuno and thus hold onto that last connection between her and the world, you've essentially "anchored" her.
Lillibet:
This has caused the causal chain to become tangled. The ending is still unwritten. Right now, she is but a specter, stuck reliving her past in the Chaos between life and death, between existence and non-existence.
Lillibet:
In theory, yes. You could forget her, let her disappear entirely. Or, you could forget her and let her die for good.
Lillibet:
I believe insight into fate is not to tempt one's defiance. It will move according to its intended end.
Lillibet:
Besides, it's already granted you a rare gift—two options. More than most ever get.
Lillibet:
So you wish to use yourself as a vessel to anchor the memories, feelings, and connections with Iuno in the Chaos, manifesting her back into existence?
Rover:
Anchor, manifest, whatever you want to call it. All I know is Iuno's not gone because of me. So why shouldn't I be able to bring her back?
Rover:
If I can tangle the causal chain, why can't I create a new possibility?
Lillibet:
Your thinking is... bold, to say the least.
Lillibet:
But do you really understand? Chaos isn't just disorder. It's the aggregation of all things. A web of cause and effect, the convergence of infinite possibilities. If you end up lost within it, you risk being consumed, never to return.
Lillibet:
Even ones such as we, guided by fate, can only pull small insights from certain shores of destiny. What if you enter only to find that you cannot bring Iuno back?
Lillibet:
Chaos isn't a place in the usual sense. The key to entering isn't about where you are, but what's happening and what you do in that moment.
Lillibet:
I suspect that three years ago, this Priestess must have done something that defied fate, which set the course for her inevitable disappearance.
Lillibet:
If you can get close to that inescapable knot in the causal chain, maybe you'll find a way in.
The realm of Chaos isn't entered by location, but through a causal "knot," a specific intersection of circumstance and action. You and Lillibet travel to the site of Iuno's recorded death three years ago, but find nothing unusual. Just as doubt begins to creep in, you notice the corrupted moon above. Once again, a trail of moonlight appears, guiding you toward a specter of Iuno—and deeper into the Dark Tide. You don't hesitate. Though uncertain of what you're seeing, Lillibet knows she can no longer stop you. She offers one final piece of advice: "If you find what remains of her in the Chaos, follow her guidance."
Lillibet:
We're here.
Lillibet:
This is where the record says she died, three years ago.
Lillibet:
Nothing here... Well, that's okay. You tried, Rover.
Lillibet:
Guided by the light of fate, we walk the web of futures. Many seek prophecies to follow or to break free from... all in pursuit of harmonious completeness.
Lillibet:
I've never doubted your judgment of Iuno. But if, as you say, she knew what would happen and still chose this path... could it be that this was the closest she could get to true completeness?
Lillibet:
If you refuse this ending, how can you be certain that you can create a better one?
Lillibet:
A life with all its experiences and feelings, shredded, scattered, and thrown into the realm of Chaos... What you find there may not be beautiful. It will be filled with pain and emptiness.
Lillibet:
Even if you do find a way in, your time together may be brief.
Lillibet:
With so much uncertainty, do you still feel that you must go?
Rover:
If there were any doubt, now... Now I'm sure.
Lillibet:
Wait, you—
Rover:
I'm not rejecting the ending Iuno wrote. I just want to fix the regret she left behind.
Rover:
This isn't the ending I'm happy with, that's all.
Rover:
Forgetting may be easier than remembering. But let that be the choice of someone alive, not one who's already gone.
Rover:
Right now I... don't want to lose anything I still have.
Lillibet:
The secret to anchoring, lies in connection and its manifestation.
Lillibet:
If you can find what remains of her in the Chaos, and she responds to you...
Lillibet:
Then follow her guidance. For that will be the only fragile rope connecting you, her, and this world.
Rover:
Wait... Why is it only me?
Rover:
Where's Iuno?!
Rover:
(The way into Chaos has closed. Lillibet's not here either. Did the Anchoring fail? Or is it not over yet?)
Rover:
(But Iuno and I made it to the very end. Does this mean... this is the new ending I created?)
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Drinks, fine food, orations... The Rosebearers milling about... Yes, everything is just perfect! Hm, Rover?
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
I was just saying how the celebration is nearing its most glorious part. You've come here... for more petals to hand out?
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Or would you like me to recommend another interesting part of the ceremony?
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Ah... the name has a lovely ring to it, but I'm afraid I don't.
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
In a celebration this grand, it's easy to get separated... I'll keep an eye out for her for you.
Veteran Elder:
Oh, it's Rover, eh? How've you been holding up?
Veteran Elder:
Since you've kept your distance from the Dark Tide, how're things? The bow, the girl... those daydreams of yours get any better?
Veteran Elder:
Hmm, let me think. Plenty of fresh faces here. But dark blue ponytails... Ah, I think I saw a girl like that!
Veteran Elder:
She walked like a cat, as nimble as they come... Seems she was looking for someone, too? She was just over there...
You search the crowd, but she's nowhere to be found... A flicker of doubt crosses your mind. Didn't she promise to "meet you in the very end"? Then, under a beam of moonlight, a hand gently taps your shoulder. In that familiar, playful way, Iuno greets you. She's back, whole and real, and she begins to tell you everything—what happened three years ago, and what brought her here now.
She explains that as a Priestess, she grew tired of simply watching. She broke free from fate's decree and became the arrow that defied it. Her disappearance was just part of the cost to anchor herself and rewrite what was meant to be. Now, you've given Septimont a future unwritten, and given her one too.
As a gift, she gives you the Lunarum bracelet you returned once again. Besides you, the world may still have forgotten her, but she still has her present and her future. And that's enough. As the celebration reaches its peak, Iuno takes your hand and leads you into a glorious shower of petals.
Valiant Gladiator:
Come on over! Toast!
Outspoken Gladiator:
Let's drink till we drop!
Worried Noble:
We should just live in the moment and enjoy what we have now...
Helpful Noble:
That's more like it!
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Come, triumphant rain of petals...
Ceremonial Officer Bruno:
Make it even grander...
Rover:
(Didn't you tell me we would meet at the very end? Then why can't I find you...)
Iuno:
I could hear your voice from a distance, "Iuno, Iuno!" Wasn't that it?
Iuno:
Seems like you're in an awful hurry to find someone.
Iuno:
I thought you'd like this, us slipping back into our old, familiar rhythm... Now you know I'm still me. And yes, I really am back.
Iuno:
It's just like you saw at the end of the Chaos. Three years ago, at the end of the spring basin swallowed by the Dark Tide, I, as a Priestess, made my choice.
Iuno:
I was so done with just being dragged along by the moon's whims... So I defied fate, severed the path, and became the arrow that struck at destiny itself.
Iuno:
After that, I lost the ability to see clear visions of the future, but in return, I gained the power to anchor the Dark Tide's creations.
Iuno:
With that, the last prophecy I saw changed slightly. In a squad doomed to fall, one survived—Harelius.
Iuno:
If I can do it once, then I can do it a second time, then a third... Perhaps one day, I can overturn more destined futures.
Iuno:
Since fate didn't prepare a Hero of Heroes, we decided to eliminate the need for one by taking on the disaster at its source—the Sovereign and the Paradise.
Iuno:
This is the plan Augusta and I made, though I did hide the teeny tiny cost.
Iuno:
Anyway, all the Septimontians who were supposed to die are still alive. The end I once foresaw has changed. The meaning of this has already transcended my own existence.
Iuno:
So then, even if every trace of my "existence" was erased, who can say that the altered fate I left behind isn't proof of my existence?
Iuno:
More importantly, I had the privilege of standing by your side to witness what lies beyond the end. The void. An unwritten... void. Perhaps it signifies the unimaginable possibilities yet to come.
Iuno:
Just like you, bringing unknown possibilities to Septimont... and to me.
Iuno:
Why, sacrificing myself? Or just trying something I'm not sure about?
Iuno:
Come now, you know me... I follow my whims. And the more I trust someone, the harder it is to keep my impulses in check.
Iuno:
I'm not one to make promises I can't keep, but I'll promise you this... if there is a next time, you'll be the first to know.
Iuno:
And when I do, you'll get the full story. No holding back.
Iuno:
I've run into a few friends since being back. Not one of them recognized me.
Iuno:
Guess the memory of the Iuno they once knew is just... the price we had to pay.
Iuno:
But, at least... you still remember me. You pulled me from the Chaos and brought me back to existence. That's enough.
Iuno:
Oh, I'm certain Augusta and I, along with the rest of them, will be thick as thieves again, this time creating new futures. You really shouldn't underestimate my charm!
Iuno:
Oh yes, and this bracelet...
Iuno:
This is the second time I've given this to you. Never mind the first time, but I wouldn't refuse a second time, if I were you.
Iuno:
Being the second time means there's been a change... Now, it's a testament to our secret little interactions. I've Anchored the world, and you, you've Anchored me.
Upon returning from Chaos, you discover some records in Lillibet's Book of Prophecies have been overwritten, proof that what you did made a difference. After hearing the Priestesses in discussion, you're certain that things have changed. They mention a girl with two blue ponytails. Could it be Iuno? Following their suggestion, you step into the celebrating crowd to search for her.
Doubtful Priestess:
Don't you think it's odd? Even if we can't see the next part of Septimont's Auguries, it still shouldn't be such a white blank?
Surprised Priestess:
Grandmother Lillibet also said that for the first time, some of her records in Septimont's Auguries were rewritten...
Surprised Priestess:
Yes, it's like there's a whole new part to the story... Huh? Wait, aren't you who they call the Unwritten One?
Doubtful Priestess:
This is our first time meeting you in person.
Doubtful Priestess:
She returned not long ago. She was here just now... Oh, I think I know where she went. Underground.
Doubtful Priestess:
I don't know why, but things just keep happening today.
Doubtful Priestess:
Apparently, that Avidius locked up below overheard the Priestesses talking about some prophecy and escaped, just like that.
Doubtful Priestess:
I think Lillibet must've gone to handle the situation.
Surprised Priestess:
No, that's not it. Avidius wasn't being locked up. He chose to stay here. If he wanted to leave, Lillibet wouldn't worry about him.
Surprised Priestess:
I think she was called away to the celebration?
Surprised Priestess:
Ah yes, I saw a girl with two blue... or was it black, ponytails. Grandmother Lillibet went to the celebration with her.
Doubtful Priestess:
That makes sense. It must've started by now then! Before the oration ends, Lillibet would definitely need to be there.
Rover:
Do you know... who Iuno is?
Surprised Priestess:
Iuno? I don't think I've heard that name before. Do you mean that's the girl we're talking about?
Surprised Priestess:
Apologies, I didn't have a good look at her...
Doubtful Priestess:
We've only just become Priestesses. There is much we still don't know about this land. Maybe she was Iuno?
Doubtful Priestess:
If it's important, perhaps you might try looking for her at the celebration?
Rover:
(I don't see Lillibet anywhere. I'll ask those Priestesses over there.)
Actor No. 1:
Don't you think it's odd...
Actor No. 2:
Grandmother Lillibet also said...
For a moment, you can't quite tell...
Were those times with Iuno real... or just a dream?
Iuno:
Huh? The Unwritten One is back here too?
Iuno:
So you noticed it too. We're not the only ones who returned to this world… it is back as well.
Iuno:
Yes, but since we managed to get the stalled flow of causality moving again, bringing a broken branch back to life can't be that hard, right?
Iuno:
I've got this feeling that with it, we can jump into a new kind of Chaos again and again... one that we Anchored and manifested into this world.
Iuno:
For a while, the old Chaos realm was the only place where I could put my past to rest. Honestly… it kind of makes me want to go in and try again.