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[killerwaves]

SEE YOU

Welcome to...

Well, this ain't the islands anymore. You might see pieces of the island, a go-kart floating in the distance, the waterfall flowing upside down, a giant lollipop, all floating in what's similar to a nebula in space. Actually, it's closer to the void you've all grown to know so well over the weeks.

Fret not because the air here is breathable even if the landscape defies physics. Scattered throughout the "land" are shadowy portals, each leading to all of your homeworlds, at the exact time you had left off. Manipulating space-time is convenient like that.

Your u-pinions somehow, have survived, and they'll continue to function as an intranet between all of you. Oh, and everyone will gain the power to return to this space whenever they'd like and utilize the portals as they wish.

Your vacation is finally over, but this doesn't have to be goodbye.

(( OOC: Happy Good End Everyone! You all earned this. We hope you had a great time, and from the three of us, thanks for joining us on this wild ride! ))

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[stilllovesyou]

[She watches the shimmering portal, remembering the girl that was, feeling the warmth of her necromancer's hand.]

...I have.

I will allow you your heart. Though I want to watch you die...

I could not bear it. I could not bear it to go back to such loneliness. You fought hard... you carried my vengeance in your heart.

[necrotiem]

[She smiles, neither amused nor faked but genuine. She couldn't tolerate the emptiness either.]

I've no intention of being laid waste to so readily, but it would be a great adventure, I think, for you to be there should I die. For you, I think it will be a simple feat.

[And, Waltaquin knows, though though for her it is an indescribable emotion, having felt but never lived the pain of being anguished by another's death - it would be agony. But perhaps a necessary one.]

[stilllovesyou]

[Alecto grins. It is a horrible grin with many teeth, with a mouth that was only ever meant to scowl.]

It would. I have taken as many lives as I have created. They are alike to ants to me. Worms. With problems.

I want to hold your hand as you die. Would you allow me that, Necromancer? Would you grant me the privilege?

But first, I must have my vengeance. I must kill God.

that's me, shamefully coming back to endgame tags after a brief coma

[necrotiem]

How could I resist such a request? It's yours. [The privilege, the place at her side. She may have also offered the role of executioner to someone else, if it came to it - secure in that, Alecto could both have the pleasure of the death without having to create her own abandonment.] So long as you are able to find me, which I've no doubt you will.

[The renewed pledge to kill Waltaquin can remember in that instant the crushing weight of the need that is vengeance. She can only feed Alecto's bloodlust.] Kill him, then. For yourself and your siblings. Will this body of yours sustain you?