To the root

[Iron Dragoon]

"We have bonds, and a path, but it is up to us how those bonds develop, strengthen, and grow. Our path has become stronger with each other, and our other friends."

[Anastasia]

You come to the Ordial. I did not think a mortal or immortal would ever manage this feat.

The only places with connections that remain are all lost, and yet you now come from one of those places.

What an amusing creature you are. State what you desire.

[Iron Dragoon]

"There is a seed here. That's our primary goal. Secondary... I think I would like to try to merge this place with my own realm."

[Anastasia]

This realm cannot be merged, not as it is.

[Iron Dragoon]

"What needs to be done in order to do so?"

[Anastasia]

Ideas connect here, but not reality.

It is unconnected and cannot be connected, save for a moment.

It can only be heard.

[Iron Dragoon]

"I'm not sure I understand. I connected a path to here. And what can be heard?"

Any K's here to get a clue?

[Anastasia]

No, this is something beyond normal knowledge - an unknown left behind by the Incarnations.

It is not finished. It is dead. A phantasm of forgotten will and purpose. Ideas gather here but reality cannot.

Do you understand?

[Iron Dragoon]

"Not quite, but I get the theory. Has it been unfinished for too long, or can another finish it? Would it take an incarnation to complete it?"

[Anastasia]

I could finish it, but I am forbidden. Only the Incarnations have the power and freedom to finish this.

It comes. Feel the wind.

Emily turns, facing the opposite direction, "Look out!" she cries.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa looks while preparing to dodge.

[Anastasia]

A great, howling wind. A wind of pure bright light - a light that makes you shiver and recoil. You know should that light consume you all will come to an end., that not even you can endure it.

Yet the light parts away, the winds carrying it in a different direction at the last moment.

The absolute light of 21. The winds scream of its return. An echo, an idea. An echoing idea.

It was drawn to you. The light of 21 has touched you before.

It does not matter. 21 does not matter, it will not consume you.

You come here with a purpose. We shall fulfill this purpose, as it is also my purpose.

[Iron Dragoon]

"21? The echo of it... Interesting... But yes, our immediate purpose. The seed."

[Anastasia]

The first trial is to reach the Ordial. You have done so before we began.

[Iron Dragoon]

"And the next? How many trials in total?"