The laughter of oblivion

[Anastasia]

Latha matches that. It's a moment of light, of light so bright it burns like agonizing fire.

Then silence, silence across all of Bytopia.

[Ebiris]

"That's all it took?" Marie asks softly, eyes squinting after that light.

"We always knew the power of the fairest star was far greater against the divine. Perhaps so it was with the outer planes as well... all the battles we ever heard about before took place on my prime, nothing like this ever came up in the trials. Did everyone just want to forget?" Alicia wonders. "It's not why we're here, but this is important to see."

She wonders what the guardian thinks of all this, they would have been present after all. Soon she'll have a chance to ask.

[Anastasia]

A flicker. Sorrow, long and deep. Figures. Figures - you can't lock onto them. They're bright but you can't see them. Error. Impossibility.

The light burns them. Erases them.

Error.

Impossibility.

Error.

The light burns. The light of the Fairest Star burns.

They protected them until the end.

I miss them so much.

[Ebiris]

I never knew. All that time plumbing the origins of that war and its fallout on my world, and I never knew what happened here. Never knew what was sacrificed and by who. I'm sorry.

She wonders how Lathander can live with himself.

[Anastasia]

"Those...?" Latha murmurs a single word softly. "If that was us, would Sylica mourn?"

My condolences. If it ever within my power, I will set that right. You have my word.

[Ebiris]

"Of course it would. It's a reflection of us, if we're not there to give it meaning then what does it have?" Marie asks after Latha's comment, before she adds her own divine voice.

I'm only newly risen, and I know eladrin are the wrong side from here... but I want to represent all the heavens as a goddess. Including this one. Let us honour their memory with you.

[Anastasia]

The sorrow and memories fade, leaving on Bytopia ahead.

[Ebiris]

"You ever want to just give a plane a hug?" Marie asks, taking a deep breath and continuing to lead them along the path her spell is directing.

[Anastasia]

On.

On and on and on and on.

Ahead you at last see it, the Memorial. A massive wall of stone, stretching miles and miles without end. On it you can see in tiny, barely legibile text names. The wall is hundreds of feet tall, each line of names surely thousands of them, and thousands on thousands of thousands of lines that you can see from this part of the wall.

[Ebiris]

They approach, descending to land at the base of the wall, taking in its immensity before them.

[Anastasia]

The wall seems to stretch on forever, hills and forest part before it.

Latha goes to look at that, "Names. Names recovered and remembered in memorial."

[Ebiris]

"Every petitioner, angel... god?" Alicia muses, just looking at it.

Marie silently walks up to the wall itself and lays her hand on its surface.

Does Bibliotheca Arcana download all the names into her brain?

[Anastasia]

How exactly is the ability relevant to that phrased?

[Ebiris]

From the spell:

"Finally, you may instantly absorb the information of any written material you touch, as if by a scholar's touch spell. For the duration of the spell, you have perfect recall of the material read in this manner."

[Anastasia]

Names. Billions of billions of names, more than you can count. So many names, so many memorialized. A number beyond any reckoning, a number you have no words to express its immensity. On and on and on, perhaps forever, more names flow into your mind by the instant.