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Amaranth: A Dream
...whose battles called her far from home.
She slew the thing she feared most, and conquered the land that feared her.
As she fought, far away, she knew her children needed guidance.
She knew they faced tyrants.
She knew they faced fear.
In her homeland, things were broken.
So, she held up her hand before the sun, and cast a shadow on the world, and drowned the troubles of her home in darkness.
"Survival's a long reach," she said.
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The strikes of your sword unfold like the layered petals of a flower, one and another and another.
Nero and Kohime and the other avantes move in acrobatic leaps, their faces set with determination.
The LiliS girls fill the air with the poison of foxgloves, which afflicts and weakens the Enemy, the better to cut them down.
Amaranth and the opposing general match blades once more, just as fervent but no longer smiling.
The rest of the Tsubaki army is nowhere to be seen.
The ground beneath your feet is black with ash and soot.
Amaranth's beautiful white jade naginata knocks the other woman's feet out from under her; then, in the same fluid motion, completes its whirling arc and jams forward through her throat.
Everyone around you is dead. ]
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But she can't stop. She won't. She turns to Amaranth.]
We won.
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.....Yes.
[ Behind her, your Imeeji companions fade out like a waning dream. Briefly, you think you see Cardinal, Shrike, Requiem—or at least the idea of them—among the group, before they too disappear. However, the corpses of the slaughtered Viridian army remain.
The breeze picks up eddies of ash at your feet. ]
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It is not meant to end like this.
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This... is not why I fight.
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.........I suppose that means that the war is ended.
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[ she closes her eyes; breathes out long and slow, almost like a sigh ]
...And with the war, so ends the Cause as well.
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The Cause?
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I am War embodied. I tried to leave it behind, but it never really left me after all, I don't think.
[ A last sigh—and then she, too, dissolves into ash on the wind. ]
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From somewhere within, something small glows faintly red.
Now what? ]
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Larger than a normal seed would be—almost enough to fill the palm of your hand. The main bulb of it is the source of that red glow, which pulses from within almost like a heartbeat.
At its base, the seed extends into a long, thorn-like spike. ]
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Resting in your hand, it doesn't feel like an evil thing, exactly. But it is heavy as a stone. It feels like anguish. It feels like not being enough.
Hey Sekhmet, describe how good and cool you are at assembling information, understanding things, or solving puzzles. ]
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Find the seeds of what is true, your phone had said. And cultivate them to help her wake.
Whatever your goal is, here, planting this is definitely connected to waking Amaranth up. ]
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