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To know of a warm summer’s day
The bitter of winter must fray
No healing without pain
No clear skies without rain
To get to where we are, to even start this ritual, we need to start in the far, far past.
Back when there were kingdoms of humans and beasts, and back where there was a similar deadly explosion.
Those who survived lived in sorrow, and no greater than the Hidden King, Slugcat.
They could not unite everyone after the tragedy and loss, and so they withdrew themselves.
The memory and history of the event is documented all too well.
To have it repeat now would be a greater tragedy
Acerlous cannot have this, seeing the same tragedy herself over and over again in her dreams.
Creekflow cannot have this, being born of a past Ace has gotten over, where she lost her family.
The Think Tank cannot have this, they would lose those of thier own society. All would feel sorrow.
This tragic cycle can't go on.
Lets give Ace a happy dream.
Lets give Creekflow a chance to save people.
Lets save members of the Think Tank.
Using Marcelle's dark magic, channel it into summoning a powerful spirit.
Somebody who above all else, wished the best for people and wanted peace.
A spirit who is still around, and has gone through a similar tragedy.
Summon Slugcat, the Hidden King.
Let the spirit-raising of Kaigawa and the troupe raise theirs as well.
Let them see that we have not given up hope yet, that we have not resorted to mob justice.
There is winning here with peace, and we will not fail them this time.
Imbued with power and hope, they can do something about this, they can save everyone this time.
I'll inherit the earth
We share the same blood, the same DNA, and by whatever method I have came to exist, we share something.
As it was meant to be
We share common want for peace, for everybody to live together in harmony.
But there's a silence deafening
I can only wonder, under the veneer of how they present themselves. If they feel a deep grief over their tragedies.
A sultry canvas
Can they see a world where we heal from tragedy? Can they see a world where we grow stronger and closer from this? Isn't that what they want? No mob violence, no more tragedy, we can do this.
Painting over and over
Lets break the cycle, lets do right. Fix the wrongs of the past and find a way forward.
When will I break?
And once the spirit is summoned.
When will I break?
Even with spirits raised, hearts held high, the dark power of Marcelle will not be enough.
When will I finally break?
Give it my all, give it my strength.
Give it my grief, give it my sorrows.
Give it my scythe, give it creekflow.
Give it myself.
WHEN
WILL
I
FINALLLY