GY ENDGAME POST
GRAVEYARD - END GAME
It's been a long stay.
Seven weeks have elapsed since the gates to Aira Niluc were opened to guests of various worlds, and for seven weeks a game of trust and betrayal have whittled the living's numbers down until only a mere third remained on that side. And in exchange, the population of the dead grew as they continued their story on this side.
But the story is coming to a close, almost as if the world itself demands it.
Because sometime Friday morning, oddities start to become apparent within the fabric of this space: buildings starting to deteriorate as their colors start to fade, foods beginning to molder and rot, trees and mountains far in the background flickering briefly show sketch-like outlines before reverting back to normal. While most of the main locations remain fairly intact, there is no area on this side that lays untouched by the sense that this place is starting to unravel, bit-by-bit.
Still, the walls that separate you all from the living hold fast even now, not allowing any of the dead to cross through into the other side.
Perhaps that's not the point here, though. After all, you all still have your own ending to write, here and now.
[Welcome to the Graveyard's Endgame post! The previous posts for Weeks 2-5 and Weeks 6-7 have been linked above.]

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I mean… isn’t that… making light of death…?
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Dying is bad
You should take all possible steps to avoid that
But if I got scared everytime someone directed murderous intent at me I wouldn't be able to set foot in my backyard?
You kind of get used to it
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Ah, well, that makes sense! You’re really strong, Koutarou.
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Don't worry
You're not unusually spiritually sensitive and they don't hate you specifically
So you won't feel anything
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[ YOR-SAN TAKE ME WITH YOU— ]
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They can't do anything because they can't leave the forest
All they can do is tell me the same things they've been telling me for years
They won't touch you
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[ he breathes out a sigh. oh suga. ]
So don’t go into the forest—is that your rule?
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I promise
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[Hand squeeze!]