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realmofstories2019-05-01 11:29 am
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Chapter 02: Restoration Complete
Chapter 02: Restoration Complete—
The final hours within Princess Kaguya's castle rang with the sounds of battle, the Moon Kingdom army relentless in their assault. But as the moon set behind the large, majestic mountain and the sun began to rise, a white light spread across the palace, washing over everything and healing and rejuvenating all it touched. Any remaining Erasers caught in the wave were immediately destroyed, screeching as they turned into black ash and dust. The Moon soldiers suddenly stopped and began to disappear into the skies, disintegrating into black ink and fragments of old paper. Some actually appeared to have smiles upon their faces, and tears glistened in the eyes of the palace residents.
A sense of peace and accomplishment settled over everyone as voices whispered around them.
Thank you. Thank you saviors, thank you. We can live again, thanks to you. Thank you.
The light then swirled, revealing it to be familiar looking white glyphs and letters. Like before, all the Aspects, no matter where they stood or rested, were pulled into the portal-like vortex and were transported out of the Book. Should they look behind, they could see the cover of the once tattered book transform into its new form. No longer was the title "Tale of the Bamboo Cutter," but "The Legend of Princess Kaguya."
As the group continued to fly through the Void towards the Index, beneath them they could watch the Segment magically rebuild. It was a dirt path surrounded by a wall of bamboo, bright lights illuminating the road. It raced ahead of them, and when it finally connected to the Index, a pulse of white light shimmered around the city. Even from far away the Aspects could feel the realm strengthening, and as they entered the Index the Storyteller's voice greeted them with quiet joy.
A rush of warmth, and everyone would find themselves within their place of residence. Should they venture back into the city, they would be greeted with heartfelt cheers and celebration. Although informal, the locals were prepared to party with ample food and drink for any who may wish to join.
But in the far distance, unknown to the revelers, there was a loud howl as yet more stories already torn and ravaged disappeared into the Void. The Story Eater was furious.
A sense of peace and accomplishment settled over everyone as voices whispered around them.
Thank you. Thank you saviors, thank you. We can live again, thanks to you. Thank you.
The light then swirled, revealing it to be familiar looking white glyphs and letters. Like before, all the Aspects, no matter where they stood or rested, were pulled into the portal-like vortex and were transported out of the Book. Should they look behind, they could see the cover of the once tattered book transform into its new form. No longer was the title "Tale of the Bamboo Cutter," but "The Legend of Princess Kaguya."
As the group continued to fly through the Void towards the Index, beneath them they could watch the Segment magically rebuild. It was a dirt path surrounded by a wall of bamboo, bright lights illuminating the road. It raced ahead of them, and when it finally connected to the Index, a pulse of white light shimmered around the city. Even from far away the Aspects could feel the realm strengthening, and as they entered the Index the Storyteller's voice greeted them with quiet joy.
| Welcome back, everyone, and congratulations. You have successfully restored another story into the Realm, bringing in new life and returning joys once lost. For all that you have done so far, you have the gratitude of everyone within the Realm. Old residents of the first story you helped are already moving back in, and soon this one will also be ready for its people once more. They will praise your heroic deeds for ages to come. Now rest. We will alert you when another story is prepared. |
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A rush of warmth, and everyone would find themselves within their place of residence. Should they venture back into the city, they would be greeted with heartfelt cheers and celebration. Although informal, the locals were prepared to party with ample food and drink for any who may wish to join.
But in the far distance, unknown to the revelers, there was a loud howl as yet more stories already torn and ravaged disappeared into the Void. The Story Eater was furious.