Labalyn's memorial

[Nephrite]

Moore falls to his knees, trying to heal his wounds.

Double Heal for 500 assuming nothing stops him.

"This... has been... quite a day for both of us..." He murmurs.

He spends another moment panting on the ground before he looks around again -- what else is coming now?

[Anastasia]

The cell is open. The daemon enters, still wearing the clothes you created for him.

He says not a word, but sits opposite you.

[Nephrite]

"...You know, I never expected it to be you." Moore says as he moves to sit on his legs.

[Anastasia]

"I was not the original Guardian," The daemon states, voice calm. "It wished to commit suicide, but could not as long as its duty was left unfulfilled. He found a loophole, a way to pass his powers and duties to me. I shall complete this and then leave this Creation forevermore. For it died and is a part of me, and in that I execute its duties, now and forever. For I am also the Guardian created by the Incarnation of Balance, for we are one. I died and yet my wish remains unfulfilled. My wish for ultimate power to dominate Creation is fulfilled and yet pointless with the limitations on me. Such is the way of Incarnations. Nothing will stop their will. You who seek to enter further in divinity, do not ever forget that. It is the same with the absolute light your companion spoke of."

In the daemon's hand is the divine seed. "We are as much a prisoner as everyone else is, as is anyone in Carceri."

[Nephrite]

"There's always hope." Moore says. "You, who lived inside Creation and yet outside of it, should know that. It's what I believe in."

A smile dawns on his face. "I was really hopeful I could help you, you know. What even were the trials?" He asks, as he rubs as his neck. "Was that note real, was it just about staying true to your own beliefs?"

[Anastasia]

"That was the essence of it," The seed is held forward, "Now take the seed and finish this ordeal."

[Nephrite]

"What happens to the prison?" Moore asks. "This isn't about my telling you 'no,' if it just vanishes. I'll deal with the aftermath." He says. "But if you know, I'd like to be prepared for it. And... once you go, I hope we can talk again someday."

[Anastasia]

"My will sees it continue," Is the daemon's answer. "It is not impossible to escape. Let them try."

[Nephrite]

"But you're leaving Creation. Are you saying it will persist after you leave?" He asks. "What even was the purpose of this place, did the Incarnation want to understand 'imprisonment'?"

[Anastasia]

"Yes and I don't know," Is the plain answer, "He commanded, I obeyed."

[Nephrite]

"There are those in here I intend to free. I assume the... 'lesser guardians' will still try and oppose my doing so?" He asks.

[Anastasia]

"You'll need fortune," Is all the daemon says, then pushes the seed forward towards you. "Take it."

[Nephrite]

"I mean, I managed to get this far." He says. He will take the seed. "There should be others like you outside of Creation. Tell them, if you meet them, I'll see them again."

[Anastasia]

You take the seed and you are free. You stand well away from the prison now, surrounded by your allies.

"Finally," Sylvie groans, "What a run around."

Cresiel merely says, "Then it's done, Moore?"

[Nephrite]

"...Wait, what were you all... you know what, we'll find out later. We still have business here." Moore says.

He's going to try and open a Gate to Hope's Landing again. THIS TIME, he's going to make sure he can feel his avatar next to the Gate!!!!!