Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160903233916/@comment-26517142-20160905171645

"Why did it have to come to this point? " Ersha paces nervously. The other Paths sit around Matris and nervously twitch as they think. "Now that some odd hand of fate has made its course... we have to come clean. We can't keep silent anymore."

"But what if.... he can't take it? " Ansherine stands in front of her. "The truth? What if.... he breaks down like hat happened with Matris?"

"He'll have to.... and he'll smile on it."

Nunnaly grins slightly. "That's how he is. Smiling when in fact he should be disheartened. Optimistic in the face of chaos. So let's hope.... everyone gets back here alive."

The Paths smile. And stare at the sky of Whitemarch.

''Go. Jeiel Yozama.''