Swiftly, you instruct your team to take on me, head-on. You know I would probably swallow you whole, so you stay on the edge of the room, keeping my attention on you, while your teammates put on some liberal application of ordinance. But it's not exactly an easy battle, now is it? "Sweets, nothing's working!", complains Mako. "No bolts, spells, nothing!" I'm gaining on you. You're backed into a corner, your hands pressed against the stony walls. Say your prayers? You haven't hailed a god in aeons. With a final motion, I consume you, and you fall into a dark spiral, being reminded of every last mistake you've ever made, over and over, until your brain breaks and your mind shatters. It's what you deserve, isn't it? ``` --[Notice!]-- Non-Canonical Ending reached. Given Title: Fallen of Hate GAME OVER! ``` ``` YOU: Just what is that thing? It seems to know Ika so well. JE: maybe it's you lmao YOU: No, I mean, in the context of the story. Is it some part of her? That seems like the best option. JE: makes sense JE: my theory is that its evil incarnate JE: like theres no way it isnt YOU: I feel like Ika has some deep corners of her mind. Combined with the memories that have been coming back, it's not unlikely that it's the same as the shadow she faced in The Mountains. JE: catch me up? YOU: It's this thing that popped out of a mirror. It reflected her pefectly, blow for blow. Then it got in her mind and taunted her about her kill count. JE: maybe its just like. mental health issues or something JE: like the concept of your personal demons YOU: Ika has a lot of demons, though, and she's the only one that the shadows target. It might have something to do with her ability to talk to spirits, but I'm not sure. JE: in any case, reset? YOU: Sure, lemme get the bookmark. ``` ### -> [[Play]]