Ideal World Endgame

[idolpro]

Who: Beautiful dreamers
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 271, morning

[When you wake, the folding chairs and divans from before have all been cleared away. You're lying asleep on the floor, healed of all injury.]

[You remember the events of the worlds you've visited as though visions seen in a dream -- though for those of you torn from your perfect existence, there is an ache inside you which will not fade for some days... the pain of something precious that has been lost.]

[Out beyond the windows of the tower, the sky is no longer a perfect blue; the vegetation is no longer as lush and inviting.]

[The view is of Tokyo-F, exactly as it's always been.]

[Near the far wall, there is an open book on a pedestal. The pages are empty. It is titled GUEST BOOK, and a pen waits nearby.]

GUEST BOOK | SOUVENIRS | WINNERS

Comments

[learntofly]

Which part?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

That just experiencing x isn't that bad.

I just walked through an entire world where a person destroyed themselves because they thought that they had to do it. That they had to shoulder the burden all by themselves.

We're not paladins. We don't do that shit.

[learntofly]

I don't want to be anything like a paladin. If I get hurt, I'm making a big deal about it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then make a big deal out of it.

[learntofly]

............Okay, but can I talk to Shine about it? One of the dead bodies was you, and...uh. It's kinda weird now.

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

. . .

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes.

Do that.

[learntofly]

Okay.

... Thanks for worrying.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I'm not w---

[Sure he's not]

Whatever. It's a simple matter of not encouraging bad habits.

[learntofly]

Uh-huh.

Well, I'm grateful for it.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Pat her on the shoulder]

Come on. Let's go back home then.