Sothing incredible happened, not only did Sofia's parents, which were clearly Nightmares I was about to slay turned back to normal after her words, but they even talked a lot to her.
They told her that she had to stop blaming herself for everything that has happened in her life, and that she had forgiven herself, and then love herself.
That's not sothing I ever expected to co from a Nightmare, they weren't mad, they were conscious of themselves, and also that they were made by Sofia.
And sohow, they loved her... despite being Nightmares.
"Really?" Sofia muttered. "Is that really true? Can I really move on...?"
Sofia doubted for a mont, she didn't know if it was fine.
But I knew it was fine, she doesn't have to bla herself for these things.
If I blad myself for the death of my family all this ti, I wouldn't have even been able to accomplish half of the things I did.
After Sofia's words, her parents nodded.
"Yes, it's fine Sofia," her dad said. "Please move on."
"Indeed, it's okay," her mom said. "It's really okay."
After hearing these encouraging words, Sofia was moved.
"Mom... I love you; I'll never forgive you!"
Sofia hugged her mother again, as she cried one last ti.
"I love you too."
"We love you, and we'll always do."
Her parents suddenly turned into light.
The darkness and nightmares that composed them.
They were purified...
I never thought this could ever happen.
But sohow, Sofia's own presence, her own words, were transforming Nightmares.
Was this ever docunted before? Has any person been able to do this?
To help Nightmares turn into... light? Just what does this ans?
As they dissipated, her parents gave one last farewell.
"Take care, Sofia... And please, appreciate the friends you have..."
"They are... your greatest treasure."
As her parents dissipated into particles of light, Sofia was left there.
"They're gone..." Sofia sighed. "I thought they were Nightmares but... they left on their own? Without trying to kill anybody... why?"
She also wondered the sa thing I did.
"Maybe... maybe they didn't an to do bad things," said Alma.
"How so?" Emily wondered.
"Maybe... W-What if... Nightmares just didn't ask to be the way they are? They're suffering... they're always suffering, aren't they?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "Perhaps just killing them using Dream Weapons is not the only way to defeat Nightmares... Maybe you can also purify them through helping them solve whatever grudges, traumas, or fears they had."
"So you're saying that... When Sofia talked to the Nightmares that were her parents, and when she received their help, and accepted their words, they felt.., fulfilled or sothing?" Emily wondered.
"Maybe..." Alma said.
"Yeah..." I said. "Yeah."
I grabbed Sofia's little hand, within this Realm, it seed she was locked into the form of a
little girl.
"Let's go, Sofia."
It was ti to end this.
"We're going out?" she wondered. "But this place... Don't we have to destroy it?"
She was still looking like a sad puppy, but she wasn't wrong, we had to destroy this place and leave nothing behind.
But I wanted to go back to that manor at least, her staying in this little form would be inconvenient.
"Maybe... or maybe not."
I looked at her, patting her head.
"Why are you the way you are, Sofia?" I sighed. "I hope with this, we can get along a bit better."
"I-I'll try..." she muttered. "I'm very sorry to all of you for what happened... I was dumb, and I let my emotions consu ... And this thing happened to - I just can't believe that I..."
"It's fine!" Emily said. "Really, let's just... move on Sofia."
"Yeah... If we remain like this, talking about what went wrong all the ti," said Alma. "We'll never move on... Right? That's what your parents wanted, bestie."
"B-Bestie?" Sofia blushed a bit. "Alma... After I've treated you so harshly, you still see as your friend? I..."
"Yeah! I-I an... I know you didn't an the things you said, right?" Alma smiled. "You were only sad, and you sotis let your emotions get the best of you, and you say things to
rant out your own frustrations, your own anger..."
"But I hurt you..." Sofia muttered. "I'm... I'm really sorry Alma..."
Alma felt moved by Sofia apologizing, she smiled even cutely, shedding a small tear.
"It's fine!" Alma smiled, hugging Sofia. "I know you've gone through a lot... I just hope we can continue being friends... You and Emily, and Maria... you're the only friends I've had in my entire life... So I really love you and appreciate you a lot... Grandma always said to not let go of
great friends after all!"
She's too pure for this world.
"Damn it... You're so nice Alma, I don't deserve you..." Sofia hugged Alma tightly. "A-And
you're really cute too... I always wanted to tell you that! You're really cute... so don't ever believe you're ugly, or overweight..."
"S-Sofia..." Alma smiled, blushing. "Thank you, you're really cute too, I want to hold you like
a baby in that form!"
"H-Hey, don't hold !" Sofia panicked as she was grabbed like a baby.
"Hahah! Well, now... It's nice to see you back Sof," said Emily, crossing her arms. "I hope you don't hold more grudges against us..."
"I'm sorry... I won't do that again," Sofia sighed. "Emily, you're... your energy every morning was always nice. It lifted my mood when I felt so terrible sotis. Thank you for always
being our sunshine."
"Oh? Aren't you saying a lot of flattering stuff, hehe!" Emily smiled. "Well, thanks! I like cheering up people! I dislike gloomy people that won't talk or be all sad. Life's short so we
gotta live it well, right?"
"Hahah... You're right," Sofia nodded. "Life is... short."
She looked at her own hands, panicking.
"I don't want to die..."
After never caring if she died or not, this ti, Sofia realized sothing.
She liked her life, and her friends.
And she didn't want to die.
"We have to get out of here quickly, sohow...! Maria, can you lead us outside?"
"I can! Let's go!"
RUMBLE!
Suddenly, as I grabbed Sofia and let her piggyback , the ground trembled even more, as
this entire Illusion Realm started breaking apart.
And then...
BA DUM!
BA DUM!
The loud sound of a heartbeat echoed across the entire world.
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