Perhaps the story has reached its final Chapter.
Yet its singing has only just set sail.
Most people in the city won’t rember what happened, nor what they’ve encountered, but the tale of this city and its narrative will always have soone to rember, soone to record, soone... to extol.
[When shadows blanket every corner of the city, despairing whispers intertwine in the alleys. Destiny’s threads knot into a dead end, and fear makes people’s souls tremble and shrink.]
[You spread your wings from the abyss, bringing supre will, you carry the Light of Dawn, dispelling everlasting night’s shadow, dancing gracefully upon the tapestry of destiny.]
[You wave invisible hands, unlocking destiny’s shackles, letting the Light of Hope flicker anew in the city. You lead the bewildered out of the vortex, redemption’s power shaking every heart’s core.]
[You took away darkness, leaving light, you took away despair, leaving hope, upon the ruins, the city thrives again, your achievents will be inscribed in ti.]
[We gaze up, we softly chant, we sing this deeply affectionate hymn, may you soar among the stars, blessings never fading, may your journey be filled with harmony...]
Cassandra sings the farewell hymn for her lord.
The Sun God and his daughter quietly wait for this Divine Favored.
"If I rember correctly, it was you who allowed that Temple to stand in this city." The Fierce Goddess, though a deity, doesn’t always use her brain but isn’t necessarily unintelligent.
She looks towards the distant Temple where Cassandra resides, the forbidden Temple sowhat out of place with this city, though it’s been allowed to exist for years because of divine permission.
"Glad you finally started thinking."
The Sun God’s response is a sort of acknowledgnt.
This piques the Fierce Goddess’s curiosity, "Did you know today would co all along? Or did you foresee that the Temple would eventually worship an Elder God born in the future but proven in the past?"
She knows so things, but these aren’t enough to unveil the truth hidden in the fog; she knows her father surely knows more than she does.
"No god can truly see destiny itself, I believe you realized this when you t him, as when destiny reveals, anything perceived by others besides him is but illusion."
The Sun God responds softly; these words were spoken by the Fierce Goddess to Ian not long ago, though in more straightforward terms.
"So, if none of you gods saw destiny, why allow such a Temple’s existence?" The Fierce Goddess remains puzzled, aware of each Domain’s Divine Spirit being "small-minded."
For heretical teachings to be permitted is almost impossible—her earlier straightforward words stem from her inefficiency as a Riddler.
This is indeed considered impure lineage in this world of Magic and miracles.
"Hah."
Facing his foolish daughter’s questions, the Sun God chuckles helplessly, looking at the little girl still prostrate, singing devoutly toward Ian’s departing direction.
"When you embarked on your foolish adventure, I could respond instantly because I’ve been watching over this city from the clouds."
It seems he ntions unrelated matters.
"Father, did you notice my arrival?"
The Fierce Goddess feels sowhat guilty.
Yet.
She clearly overthinks it. The Sun God shakes his head, speaking with a steady voice, "Certainly not, I have no ti to track your movents."
"You caused trouble, I naturally know how to punish you."
This God’s infinite brilliance should delight the Fierce Goddess, yet lacking paternal affection, his words cause her expression to beco slightly awkward.
"This ti wasn’t causing trouble, right? I consider I helped save many." Her expression reveals distinct guilt, yet the Sun God shows little concern.
He continues gazing at the little girl ahead, "I observe her from above, she ought to bear my Curse, yet it was silently broken."
These words indeed surprise the Fierce Goddess.
"What do you an?"
Her tone is astonished.
Feeling the scent of gossip.
"She once was my Priest, pledged to serve , yet was tricked by a bird’s rhetoric of ’freedom, female power, awakening’ and pursued love and life’s aning."
"This angered , I couldn’t grasp the bird, but I could punish the oath-breaking mortal... perhaps authoritarian, yet ultimately ant to uphold our dignity."
"Thus, I cast a Curse upon her, extending to her descendants. Yet yesterday, this curse was erased, even your brother’s Priests began to believe she indeed has Celestial Eye."
"This stirred my attention... naturally, it wasn’t being petty, but pure curiosity of who erased my Curse, this led to see his arrival."
"When he believed the little girl to be a Prophet, my Curse was erased, piquing my curiosity of his origins." The Sun God speaks gently.
The Fierce Goddess seemingly comprehends sothing.
"So you refine copper as well!"
Her strangely surprised exclamation makes the Sun God’s face stiffen.
"That’s not amusing."
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