GY ENDGAME POST

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GRAVEYARD - END GAME

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Friday

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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[heroicact]

At least it is human-shaped?

[The optimism is so much. Possibly he has spent some time contemplating life in a doll body, or he's just used to souls ending up in strange containers or forms.

The afterlife really is a whole other ballgame in a place like this, when you get down to it.]

[mearry]

That's true... we still don't really know how we're even going to get back to our bodies...so I guess a plan B isn't too bad.

[ even if it means being a doll. ]

Excited to go back home?

[heroicact]

Judging by the chaos on the other side, having a few Plan B's never goes amiss.

[He's not roasting the other side so much as like. The Beldam looks like a pain and a half. Gosh. Jack's quiet for a long moment at the question and then laughs a little.]

There are many things to be done at home -- I really shouldn't neglect them any more. [...] And you, Yuuta? Your plans?

[mearry]

Not sure...

[ he waves his hand lazily in the air, before it flops back down on his side like a puppet whose strings have been cut.

he speaks quietly, hoping that this is something that only reaches jack's ears. ]

I have a chance to get my act together...but the more I think about it...the less sure I am. I'm still as empty as I was before, deep down.

[ he's letting himself cling to suga, but who knows what will happen if that is taken from him. when that is taken from him. ]

finally yeets this cursed-ass tag out of my inbox

[heroicact]

[...... Ah. He closes his eyes and laughs just as quietly -- it shouldn't be funny, but at this point what can he really do but laugh? There's nothing but that for a long while, but the silence is weighty enough that it's hard to fall asleep under it either way.]

If you are hungry, then take food by whatever means necessary. If you are dead, then take life by whatever means necessary. If you are empty...

[He doesn't finish it, but there's no hesitation in his voice, either. It's even quieter, barely sound, like a whisper in one's ear; but maybe it's better if C-ta doesn't listen to it. Jack smiles to himself, and speaks to nobody.]

Hmm? What is the meaning of getting one's act together -- is it to live on, or something else? The world will never answer you, but that does not mean the question should not be asked.