"If I told you every story about 'tomorrow'..."
"Would the next life bring the [Savior], and Amphoreus's dawn?"
As they continued onward, Cyrene's memory echoes kept appearing at crucial points along the way.
Her voice was always full of hope, as though she could never be discouraged, always brimming with anticipation...
"In the end, the fish returned to Ocean, her homeland where she had nothing. At the end of the deep sea, she guarded the Vortex Core for future generations until the very last moment."
At that moment, Cyrene stood atop a raised platform, still gazing toward another new device ahead.
The hem of her dress seemed to flutter faintly in the windless air.
She chuckled softly, her voice gentle:
"Once again, the epic has reached its end. Everything is quiet, just like this very moment."
"Another new beginning, another familiar reunion."
"Thinking back, there was a time when [I] seemed especially sentimental..."
"Always anxious, doing my best to search through different [Remembrances], hoping to change an unchanging fate and find the exit to this labyrinth."
"But now, I will not do that anymore."
Scepter's voice interrupted her coldly:
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Hearing the repeated process error notifications, Cyrene could not help looking up, a relieved smile appearing on her face:
"You need not feel sorry for [me], dear friend."
"How else could the epic continue without new [blanks]?"
"I am very fortunate that, through the long years of waiting for the [Savior], I had a listener like you who never once failed to be here."
"Look, these [Remembrances] I brought—they existed, they shone..."
"And now, through your eyes, I see that they are still sparkling."
"That is enough, isn't it?"
She still wore that