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EPILOGUE

As the world they've been living in so long quickly dissolves around them, the oppressive air from the Gate fades away from their senses and their vision turns turns completely white. It only takes an instant for their sight to return, but when it does, they'll find themselves in the same dim, dank chamber that they were in a moment before albeit with several main differences: the Gate and the machines that were clustered near it are now gone.

However, you'll only be able to take in this sight for a few seconds before the scenery blurs and suddenly there's the scent of the cool December air brushing past your face, blinding sunlight assaulting the eyes.

It's been six weeks since you've seen anything but the night, so it may take a bit of adjustment before realizing that there's a number of very, very familiar faces before you, as well as one who might not be so recognizable. Either way, one thing is for sure: that long, long Night is over, and it's the start of another Day.

Witamy w Krakowie.

[[Everyone will find themselves in the Main Square. Furthermore, those who had body horror will find that all traces of it are gone!]]

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[inordertobelieve]

The lamp posts. Really.

[ He has wasted THIS MUCH TIME on the lamp posts? The lamp posts that they later learned about anyway and that didn't particularly help them with solving this mess anyway? Those lamp posts? Wow. This is. underwhelming. ]

What an inane way to conceal it.

[hors_devores]

Indeed. By the time you found out about them it didn't matter so much but...were you to discover them early on it would have been a disaster. [ No for real there would have been much mod scrambling going on. But they did serve a greater purpose for the dead, and would have healed any lizarditis had Seteth actually eaten one. ]

[inordertobelieve]

She should have just removed the magazines as a whole.

[ HE'S SO MAD ABOUT HOW MUCH TIME HE WASTED ON THIS. ]

What an utterly despicable woman.

[ Not just because of the magazines but also in general. ]

[hors_devores]

That she should have, but she found enjoyment in watching you all squirm. [ I mean he did too lbr. ]

[inordertobelieve]

[ I hope the look of utter disgust on Mikami's face is worth it. But there's also something else presumably to be said between them. Mikami's face moves to looking somber. ]

By the way, by whose hand would I have died? Did God already plan for it all along?

[ Because now that he thinks about it, if his death was actually fated via the Kira murder weapon instead of being general ~divine retribution~ then the timing of him being written doesn't make much sense. ]

[hors_devores]

I don't quite know the specifics of your world, but it was due to that "Death Note". As I said, it was a rather foul tasting curse. [ He closes one eye and sticks out his tongue—he's eaten a lot of things and that was one of the worst! ]

[inordertobelieve]

[ Huh. Well, what do you know, justice tastes terrible?

But he goes quiet at this for a good moment. ]

... then he really did decide to discard of me ahead of time.

[ He cannot fathom the idea of anybody else using the notebook right now because his memories aren't there! Awkward misunderstandings!

From his perspective, Light has killed him before the finale even came to be and... well, that is sobering in a way. ]

I suppose all I did or didn't do was according to his wishes as well then.

[hors_devores]

[ Momentarily he relaxes into a smile. ]

And what of your future? Will that be in accordance with his wishes?

[inordertobelieve]

[ Oh, you just love to watch him tense up as you plunge him into another crisis, don't you...? But no, Mikami won't let this be a crisis. Even if it is painful. He's made a promise to regain the clarity he's had all his life. No more self-doubt.

Breathe in. Breathe out. He's got this. Maybe. ]

Not directly. But I am removed from the world he wanted me gone from all the same - and I will spread his justice to a place he never even knew of.

[hors_devores]

[ Maybe. ]

Ohoh... I'll keep my ears open. [ Just in case that doesn't work out, yknow. ]

[inordertobelieve]

Can you even be summoned from an entirely different world?

[ NOT THAT HE'S CONSIDERING. Cumore would skin him alive. ]

[hors_devores]

I am not entirely sure. The world I am from and Lucrezia's world are different, but that could have been due to her tendency to meddle in the affairs of the universe itself.

[inordertobelieve]

It might be for the best if it didn't work.

[ Though he's not in any danger of wanting to make the contract now, it still seems like the cleanest and easiest solution to a lot of problems. Maybe removing it from the equation entirely is the best thing he can hope for to honor his promises to the others. Hm. ]

[hors_devores]

Who's best? Mine, yours, or Cumore's?

[inordertobelieve]

Certainly not yours.

[ Though he doesn't strictly like or dislike Rembrandt, Mikami is very far from caring about his well-being on any level. ]

As for me or him... isn't it all the same? I can't say selling one's soul isn't inherently an awful deal.

[ ..... or maybe he can say it, but. Shh. ]

[hors_devores]

In exchange for anything you desire, the price is more than fair. [ Like point but still. ]

[inordertobelieve]

[ It really is. But we're trying very hard to not be Like That. ]

Most desires can be accomplished with hard work and dedication and an intact soul, really.

[hors_devores]

Most, but not all. [ Listen he's gotta keep pitching himself cause it's his livelihood literally. ]

But I won't belabor the point while you're not yet ready.

[inordertobelieve]

You'd bore both of us eventually.

[ This is a lie, but he is grateful to be done with the subject anyway. ]