You enter your land with a thud, and you already know you hate it.

All twisting mirrors and mazes, mannequin versions of yourself and your friends stand tall and proud, unmoving, and mocking. The creatures tell you that you must change them- you've done it before, so why not twist their bodies and their wants as well?

It makes you sick. The only thing distracting you is the constant chime of Ly'lac.

GC: oh, woah. that's a lot of mirrors, huh?

GC: i... i really wouldn't want to hang out here. (but if you wanted to, i'd come!)--*

TA: I HATE IT BAD - X_X

TA: ITS JUST ANNOYING - X_X

TA: BUT THANK YOU FOR STAYING

GC: haha, it's no problem, you know!

GC: i'd've gone regardless...

GC: actually i wouldn't go if it'd be deadly.

TA: UNDERSTANDABLE DEATH SUCKS ASS - X_X

You wait a few seconds, and realise that that might have not been the right thing to say. Shit.

GC: i'm still sorry about that.

TA: ITS FINEEEEEEEEEEEEE - X_X

TA: LETS JUST FIND THE QUEST BED - X_X

TA: AND THEN WE CAN PUT THIS ALL BEHIND US - X_X

TA: AND YOULL HAVE YOUR FRIEND BACK - X_X

Another pause, but this time you just get up and start to look around to see any sign of the thing.

Just don't care. You're literally saving a girl's life here, stop feeling upset at the idea! She's the player, and if you keep this up you'll probably make a doomed timeline or something! Stop it!

After a few hours, you find a tall, tall mountain, lined with mirrors that constantly reflect your determination as you push on and sit on the quest bed, your scythekind out and ready.

You try hard to make sure her hands don't shake. Soon she'll be able to walk in her body, soon she'll be able to talk to her friends, soon...

TA: I FOUND IT - X_X

TA: TIME TO GET HER BACK- X_X

TA: ... - X_X

TA: YOU THERE - X_X

GC: yeah.

GC: it's just...

GC: o----*

GC: you're my friend as well.

GC: and i care about you a lot, wy'ltd.

TA: BUT YOU LIKE HER BETTER - X_X

TA: YOU NEVER SAY IT BUT YOU DO - X_X

GC: NO I DON'T!!!

GC: I LIKE YOU SO MUCH MORE THAN I EVER LIKED HER!!

GC: AND NOW YOU'RE JUST GONNA DIE!?

GC: o---*

GC: please.

You turn off your phone, setting it down neatly, and you grab your scythe.

The pain is a lot. The last time you were close to death it was an explosion. This is slow, and it's painful. You don't feel bad that it's happening to you.

You're dead before you know it, and you can't stop yourself from crying as the panic sets in and you realise what you just did, and what's going to happen.

It's a long time until your eyes open, and...

Oh, god. Your eyes?

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKKKKKKKK

You look on in horror as you see the battlefield of Skaia, and the Carapacions, and FUCK-

A ping.

-- agamemnonsTheory [AT] began hazing tastelessAnimation [TA] --

AT: TA. FUCKING WHAT THE HELL.

AT: TC TOLD ME THAT GC TOLD HIM. YOURE GOD TIER. ITS BEEN LIKE THREE HOURS. GIVE US TIME.

TA: LOOK AT IM SORRY - :_:

AT: WHAT THE FUCK. WHY IS YOUR FACE LIKE THAT.

TA: I GOD TIERD AND I THOUGHT THAT SHE WOULD COME BACK - :_:

TA: AND THEN IT WAS JUST ME - :_:

AT: KNEW IT.

TA: KNEW IT - :_:

TA: ? !- :_:

AT: YOUVE BEEN LIKE THIS FOR AGES. WHY WOULD YOU STAY IF THIS WAS A DOOMED TIMELINE. COME ON MAN.

TA: BUT - :_:

TA: BUT WHAT ABOUT DERSE - :_:

AT: WHAT ABOUT DERSE? YOU WERENT AWAKE. EASY.

AT: I GOT TOLD THAT SOME OTHER DREAMERSE SAW YOU. AS IN THE SQUID.

AT: IT WAS ALWAYS YOU. THE BODY WAS JUST A PERK. OWN IT.

TA: THATS STILL MESSED UP - :_:

AT: WHATEVER.

tastelessAnimation is now banned from messaging for a bit!

COME ON!! YOU'RE STILL PANICKING!!!

You fly away from the fledgling battlefield you found yourself in and using all your(!) might and all your(!!!) leg strength, and now you're face to face with Ly'lac.

She looks at you so, so sadly, like you're the worst memory she's ever had, and you grab her hand, just to see if she is real, if this is real, if-

LY'LAC: so...

LY'LAC: what's your name? wy'ltd... she never said, and you never told me.

She tries to smile, but it's weak, and your newfound free reign on your face makes clear the horror and sadness in your eyes.

WY'LTD: LY'LAC ITS ME - :_:

WY'LTD: ITS WYLTD IT DIDNT WORK - :_:

WY'LTD: FUCK IT DIDNT - :_:

You collapse into her arms, and you can feel your body shaking against hers.

A few minutes of this pass, and she looks at your body.

LY'LAC: so... sylph of time, huh? and here i thought i was the one concerned with prophecy and the future, haha.

WY'LTD: YEAH - :_:

WY'LTD: IM SORRY BY THE WAY - :_:

WY'LTD: I THOUGHT - :_:

WY'LTD: I THOUGHT I WAS JUST DOOMING EVERYONE INTO A DOOMED TIMELINE BY EVEN EXISTING - :_:

WY'LTD: CRAZY HOW THAT TURNS OUT - :_:

Ly'lac chuckles lightly, and you can feel her lightly graze above your head- or rather, one of your heads? Hm. How are you going to describe yourself now?

LY'LAC: hey, wait...

LY'LAC: your tentacle is still blown of... i thought...

WY'LTD: I THINK IT DEPENDS ON THE PERSON - :_:

LY'LAC: huh. well, you wanna... help me with my land?

WY'LTD: SURE :_:

So you do, and this whole situation still sucks, but at least you have Ly'lac.