In the game.
Atop a snowy peak somewhere outside the Outlying Snowfield.
A crimson light flew in from far away, scattering Rose Petals across the ground before finally landing in Argenti's hand.
Then the lance, like a crimson meteor, vanished. Smiling, Argenti said softly:
"It seems all the problems have been resolved. In that case, Martin, it is time we left as well."
Argenti's gaze lingered on the torn sky for a few seconds. Then he walked over, pulled Martin up, and ushered the poor corporate wage slave into The Uncanny Valley.
"That ray of daylight piercing the clouds is like a god casting a gentle gaze upon us, soothing this weeping land like a soft silk scarf. What do you think, Martin?"
Martin blinked. "I think we'd better register the person who tore open the sky and put them on file with the company."
Argenti boarded the ship as well. Inside the modified fuel tank, the flames from beyond the universe kept emitting light and heat amid incessant cursing, providing a great deal of energy for this flight of The Uncanny Valley.
Unbeknownst to anyone, the Knight of Beauty had quietly arrived, and unbeknownst to anyone, the Knight of Beauty quietly departed.
The Uncanny Valley's exquisite fittings distorted to the naked eye with its speed. No one noticed a dark shadow shooting up into the clouds after the wind and snow subsided.
The snowfields north of Belobog.
Bronya was unusually calm.
She glanced at Cocolia, whom Jiang Yu had tied up beside them, and said, "Let's do that. In many people's eyes, Mother... was an excellent Guardian. If the truth must be preserved, then let those mistakes, that madness, that evil, and those dreams remain in my memory... let me bear them alone."
The others had no objections to