Gallagher looked up at the night sky.
"That last Nameless set out, stopped, then set out again... After going in one great circle, he ended up right back where he started."
"As he lay dying, he made me promise to find the Star Rail Express and deliver that invitation to the Nameless of the future."
"To that end... he prepared a gift. A true 'legacy'... meant only for those who would follow the path of the Trailblaze."
Yan Huan studied Gallagher's expression and couldn't help asking:
"This Lagwork you're talking about... he wouldn't happen to be the Clockmaker, Mikhail, would he?"
Gallagher looked at Yan Huan, his voice heavy with melancholy.
"Come with me."
"You should see the answer for yourselves."
Gallagher led the group back to the three stone monuments.
He stood before the central, unmarked headstone and sighed.
"Old friend, sometimes I forget you're dead. It still feels like you had so much left to say, so many roads left to travel."
"Now I've kept my promise. I've brought you the ones you spent your whole life talking about."
"I don't know why you could never forget that train, but I still remember the last thing you said before you died..."
Gallagher stepped forward, gazed down at the headstone, and smiled faintly.
"Don't let us down, old man."
The next instant, all of Dreamville shook violently.
As the world swayed around her, March 7th panicked.
"What's happening...?!"
"Something's coming out."
A massive building suddenly rose ahead of them. Only once it had fully settled did Dreamville stop shaking.
"Go on up." Gallagher looked ahead, his voice low.
"His journey ended... in the garden ahead."
"Penacony's first and last Nameless—"
"The Clockmaker, Lagwork Char Mikhail."
March 7th's eyes went wide.
"They really were the same person."
The others followed