[ ...But what he lacks in literal strength, he makes up for with his courage, wisdom, and kindness. You have all reminded him of that. Strength does not have to be physical.
The plan was a success thanks to you, Yoon! You really are a genius!
Thank you, Yona. That, he is.
He will not let anyone here die with the shield he obtained from Braphine, thanks to Celeste. Looks like the power of bonds is finally coming in handy, isn't it?
Yoon rushes in and steps in front of Aerith, arms outstretched, and a barrier surrounds him that blocks the hit before it lands. The shield shatters, but so does the God of Conflict's blade.
[ The God of Conflict has disappearedā¦and with him, so has the Palace. Everyone will be teleported to the real world again, landing right outside of the library.
There is nothing left of it other than the boy who manifested it, but it's over. Yoon's Palace is gone.
[ Something prickles at her memory, and while she can't recover even a fraction of a second of whatever it is that's been missing every since that fight on the highway in Midgar, the fact remains that there's something there, something familiar.
And she's ready to take the brunt of the pain for Yoon, as he's been through enough already and she'll be fine after this she knows it—
But that doesn't happen. There's a shift and something changes, the hurt she had resigned herself to for his sake crumbling as he shields her from it, shields the both of them from it. It all happens in a flash, too fast for her to easily process it even as the palace walls come crumbling down and they're right outside the library.
What is she supposed to do? What is she supposed to say? Aerith is unusually quiet when the real world settles around all of them again, her silence contemplative and a little shellshocked. ]
[ Fucking gods, honestly. Schneider has no patience for either of them. But when the sword pointed at Aerith, Schneider watched too closely. Worry? Fear? Neither are like her.
That resignation to that fate though...Schneider doesn't like it.]
[ Aerith is one of the first people Yoon sees when they're back in the real world again. He takes in a deep breath, exhales just as heavily. Aerith is alive, and so is he. That worked out exactly how he hoped it would. ]
[All's well that ends well...? It seems so. Shalem has to breathe after seemingly having held it and being prepared to do something extremely drastic these past few minutes, but it's fine. There's a lot to digest, but they're all fine, in the end.
Which means it's time for him to leave. There's no point in him staying since this is a gathering for friends now, and none of these people are his friends.
Much like with Soujuurou, while everyone is celebrating, Shalem slinks away mostly unnoticed (15).]
[Fray was already moving the moment he saw the sword, but his low skill speed comes back to bite him again. Yoon manages to block the God of Conflict's blow and both are spared, which is fantastic. Truly, the best possible outcome.
He'll thank Yoon for it later, and make sure Aerith is holding up alright as well, but...
But what does this mean for the next time the God of Conflict shows up? Will they be this lucky again, or will he have prepared something else for them? The adrenaline still courses through Fray and he's not sure how exactly he's going to get it to settle without anything left to fight.]
[As the real world fades back into existence, new sounds fade in with it. There's Sunset city, of course, but there's also something else...almost like you can still hear their voice.]
...real sick of this shadow realm maze bullshit... So if Yoon is on the other side of this and you don't let me through, I'll make you wish the smug pigfucker who invented magical barriers was dropkicked back up their mother before they ever opened their mystical baby eyes! You're gonna regret ever being born a big clever obstructive barrier so OPEN THE FUCK UP!
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Thank you, Yona. That, he is.
He will not let anyone here die with the shield he obtained from Braphine, thanks to Celeste. Looks like the power of bonds is finally coming in handy, isn't it?
Yoon rushes in and steps in front of Aerith, arms outstretched, and a barrier surrounds him that blocks the hit before it lands. The shield shatters, but so does the God of Conflict's blade.
Checkmate, bitch. ]
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[The voice is already growing fainter, the danger, for the moment, a little more distant...]
...Let us play again another day, then.
[And just like that--
He's gone.]
CONGRATULATIONS \o/
There is nothing left of it other than the boy who manifested it, but it's over. Yoon's Palace is gone.
Now is your moment to breathe. ]
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WOOOOOOOOOOO!
[He jumps for joy and then makes an attempt to scoop Yoon into a hug.]
That was so cool, Yoon! Man does it feel good to see that jerk get a taste of his own medicine!
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Y-yeah! I don't think he saw that coming at all. I was betting on that chance, so I'm glad it worked out.
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[ oh man, heās going to run towards him and aerith. ]
Iām glad the two of you are okay. You gave us a scare.
[ like a repeat of jordiās palace⦠that fear had frozen soujuurouās heart for a second there. ]
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[ For just a moment, before she was filled with resolve. ]
I knew Yoon would come through for us, though. I'm really glad to be right.
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[ Oh, man. He's glad they're okay, too, but he can't help but start crying again. ]
I'm really sorry. I -- I know you were just trying to help, and I --
[ Oh, man. He's feeling so embarrassed right now, but he can't help himself: ]
O-of course I want to be friends.
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He rubs his jaw as he bit himself pretty hard. Ahaha... He should've healed himself before they left Nekyia...
But he turns to watch Yoon and the others, a smile on his face.]
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And she's ready to take the brunt of the pain for Yoon, as he's been through enough already and she'll be fine after this she knows it—
But that doesn't happen. There's a shift and something changes, the hurt she had resigned herself to for his sake crumbling as he shields her from it, shields the both of them from it. It all happens in a flash, too fast for her to easily process it even as the palace walls come crumbling down and they're right outside the library.
What is she supposed to do? What is she supposed to say? Aerith is unusually quiet when the real world settles around all of them again, her silence contemplative and a little shellshocked. ]
Thank you.
[ That much, she knows she should say. ]
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[ Fucking gods, honestly. Schneider has no patience for either of them. But when the sword pointed at Aerith, Schneider watched too closely. Worry? Fear? Neither are like her.
That resignation to that fate though...Schneider doesn't like it.]
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No. Thank you, Aerith.
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[Sayaka absolutely was worried horribly for a moment and ready to leap if needed, even if it could've been too late, but--
They did it. They won.]
I'm so glad you're both okay--are you going to be alright, too, Aerith-san?
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[ She's still very much shaken, but at least Aerith can be sure of that much. ]
I'm just glad that we're all here in one piece.
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[ He looks shaken by that fact, but his funny little expression should confirm that yes, the real Yoon is back. ]
I-I'll be okay. I think we could all use a lot of rest after this.
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Which means it's time for him to leave. There's no point in him staying since this is a gathering for friends now, and none of these people are his friends.
Much like with Soujuurou, while everyone is celebrating, Shalem slinks away mostly unnoticed (15).]
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skillspeed comes back to bite him again. Yoon manages to block the God of Conflict's blow and both are spared, which is fantastic. Truly, the best possible outcome.He'll thank Yoon for it later, and make sure Aerith is holding up alright as well, but...
But what does this mean for the next time the God of Conflict shows up? Will they be this lucky again, or will he have prepared something else for them? The adrenaline still courses through Fray and he's not sure how exactly he's going to get it to settle without anything left to fight.]
i have coco's blessing to do this
...real sick of this shadow realm maze bullshit... So if Yoon is on the other side of this and you don't let me through, I'll make you wish the smug pigfucker who invented magical barriers was dropkicked back up their mother before they ever opened their mystical baby eyes! You're gonna regret ever being born a big clever obstructive barrier so OPEN THE FUCK UP!
[The front door of the library yields very suddenly and in a very normal-door-like manner to reveal KainƩ-yelling-on-loop-in-4k-for-24-hours-dot-mp4, who may nor may not get herself banned from the establishment for this.]
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M--Miss?!
[ONE OF HER LEGS KIND OF SUCK RIGHT NOW BUT SHE IS GOING TO GO OVER, even if she flinches a bit at the swearing and yelling--]
Are you okay!?
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RUNS IN
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She's also gonna reach over and give Yoon a hair ruffle.]
...Nice going.
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