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Prelude to the Festival and Desire | Chapter 13
Chapter 12 << | index |
We don’t ask Mister Antonio to give up the Heavenly Imperial Palace. Instead, we have him vacate it.
The Western and Eastern wizards gather in the empty salon to prepare for the holy festival that will revive the ancient temple.
Shylock: Then let’s begin. If anything happens, we’re counting on you.
Faust: Yes.
Shylock closes his eyes.
Shylock: << Invibelle >>
✦✧☾✧✦
Akira: .....!
Light disappears from the world, and my stomach feels suddenly heavy.
I’m overwhelmed by an incredible shock that I’ve never felt before.
As if my body’s going to fall to pieces; as if it’s being stretched out; as if many tiny explosions are occurring.
I’m so scared that I feel like running away. But in the next moment, I feel weirdly happy; like someone’s tickling me, making me want to roll around on the ground laughing.
A presence that both thrills and excites me is approaching.
Akira: .....!
When I open my eyes, I’m at the temple.
A lonely temple, adorned only by the light of the moon and stars. Yet I hear music unlike anything I’ve heard before.
The music of the holy festival.
As the Western wizards chant their spells, their bodies begin to dimly glow.
Murr: << Eanul Rambul >>
Rustica: << Amorest Viesse >>
Chloe: << Suispicibo Voitengok >>
Shylock: << Invibelle >>
Before I know it, the Eastern wizards have arrived as well. They cast their spells, supporting the Western wizards.
Shino: << Matztzāh Sudipas >>
Heathcliff: << Repsevaivulp Sonus >>
Nero: << Adnodus Omnis >>
Faust: << Satillquinart Mullcreed >>
Then, the ancient temple begins to shine more brightly than the stars.
A giant pillar of light emerges from the center of the temple.
The dim light surrounding the wizards begins to shine, and is sucked into the pillar like shooting stars.
My vision grows white from the shimmering brightness....
✦✧ ☾✧✦
When I return to my senses, we’re back in the palace
Akira: ....We’re back....
Chloe: Ah.... Did we pull it off...?
Murr: We sure did! The original spirits have been re-ensconced to the Western ancient temple!
Rustica: I’m glad we all made it back. Hopefully this will placate some of the bizarre incidents cropping up across the world.
Shylock: I’m certain it will. Little by little, this chaotic world will come to know peace again. Thank you for all your assistance, Sir Sage. The Eastern wizards too.
Shino: I wish I got to do more.
Heathcliff: Save it for when we revive the ancient temple in the East. I’ll be counting on you, okay?
Faust: You mean you’re asking me to work again.... Fine. But since we’re here, we should enjoy some delicious Western wine before heading back.
Nero: Haha. After you talked all that crap about Western Country? But I’m down. The wine here is so good.
Shylock: I can introduce you to a nice place.
Murr: My treat! I made a fortune today!
Chloe: You’re right! This is so much gold!
Murr: Lord Antonio said he remembers you now, Rustica. He’s going to quit gambling for a while and soothe his heart with some nice music.
Rustica: That sounds like a wonderful idea. The salon band was lovely — I’m sure she’ll continue singing there too.
Shylock: Then shall we head off to celebrate the success of our holy festival?
Akira: Yes!
✦✧☾✧✦
And thus we revive the ancient Western temple, and the holy festival comes to a close.
There are still four ancient temples we need to revive.
But for now, I’m going to celebrate the success of our grand mission with my whole heart.
Alongside my wizards.
Chapter 12 << | index |
We don’t ask Mister Antonio to give up the Heavenly Imperial Palace. Instead, we have him vacate it.
The Western and Eastern wizards gather in the empty salon to prepare for the holy festival that will revive the ancient temple.
Shylock: Then let’s begin. If anything happens, we’re counting on you.
Faust: Yes.
Shylock closes his eyes.
Shylock: << Invibelle >>
✦✧☾✧✦
Akira: .....!
Light disappears from the world, and my stomach feels suddenly heavy.
I’m overwhelmed by an incredible shock that I’ve never felt before.
As if my body’s going to fall to pieces; as if it’s being stretched out; as if many tiny explosions are occurring.
I’m so scared that I feel like running away. But in the next moment, I feel weirdly happy; like someone’s tickling me, making me want to roll around on the ground laughing.
A presence that both thrills and excites me is approaching.
Akira: .....!
When I open my eyes, I’m at the temple.
A lonely temple, adorned only by the light of the moon and stars. Yet I hear music unlike anything I’ve heard before.
The music of the holy festival.
As the Western wizards chant their spells, their bodies begin to dimly glow.
Murr: << Eanul Rambul >>
Rustica: << Amorest Viesse >>
Chloe: << Suispicibo Voitengok >>
Shylock: << Invibelle >>
Before I know it, the Eastern wizards have arrived as well. They cast their spells, supporting the Western wizards.
Shino: << Matztzāh Sudipas >>
Heathcliff: << Repsevaivulp Sonus >>
Nero: << Adnodus Omnis >>
Faust: << Satillquinart Mullcreed >>
Then, the ancient temple begins to shine more brightly than the stars.
A giant pillar of light emerges from the center of the temple.
The dim light surrounding the wizards begins to shine, and is sucked into the pillar like shooting stars.
My vision grows white from the shimmering brightness....
✦✧ ☾✧✦
When I return to my senses, we’re back in the palace
Akira: ....We’re back....
Chloe: Ah.... Did we pull it off...?
Murr: We sure did! The original spirits have been re-ensconced to the Western ancient temple!
Rustica: I’m glad we all made it back. Hopefully this will placate some of the bizarre incidents cropping up across the world.
Shylock: I’m certain it will. Little by little, this chaotic world will come to know peace again. Thank you for all your assistance, Sir Sage. The Eastern wizards too.
Shino: I wish I got to do more.
Heathcliff: Save it for when we revive the ancient temple in the East. I’ll be counting on you, okay?
Faust: You mean you’re asking me to work again.... Fine. But since we’re here, we should enjoy some delicious Western wine before heading back.
Nero: Haha. After you talked all that crap about Western Country? But I’m down. The wine here is so good.
Shylock: I can introduce you to a nice place.
Murr: My treat! I made a fortune today!
Chloe: You’re right! This is so much gold!
Murr: Lord Antonio said he remembers you now, Rustica. He’s going to quit gambling for a while and soothe his heart with some nice music.
Rustica: That sounds like a wonderful idea. The salon band was lovely — I’m sure she’ll continue singing there too.
Shylock: Then shall we head off to celebrate the success of our holy festival?
Akira: Yes!
✦✧☾✧✦
And thus we revive the ancient Western temple, and the holy festival comes to a close.
There are still four ancient temples we need to revive.
But for now, I’m going to celebrate the success of our grand mission with my whole heart.
Alongside my wizards.
Chapter 12 << | index |