Mulberry and sunset clouds cast shadows while ₴₮₳₮ł₵ ₴₦Ø₩ drifted towards the ground. Broken statues wept mulberry tears before they disintegrated into the bruised, colored sky. Ash and dirt covered crumbling buildings, garments, and hair. Chunks of limestone and cobblestone floated in the air, crumbling into tiny pebbles as they dissolved in the flames.
Emily's long, wet black hair, streaked with teal highlights, fluttered in the humid wind as she glared at Sarah. Her volatile mulberry aura destroyed anything that contacted it. Chosen stared with wide eyes, hearts thumping in their chests. Their minds reeled from anxiety as they glanced at Gunter mumbling in a foreign tongue.
Sarah's eyes remained locked on Emily, her fiery aura crackling with intense heat. The Phoenix hovered overhead, its massive wings burning steel and debris that floated too close. Alice's eyes narrowed as she watched Elijah hand Rachel his magnum. She rubbed her neck as Elijah's brown eyes met hers, then took a deep breath and watched Rachel take the weapon.
"Everything you are doing, you have done before, Emily. Your quest to be mortal is futile," Sarah said as she stared at Emily.
"ĐØ₦'₮ ⱠɆ₵₮ɄⱤɆ ₥Ɇ ₳฿ØɄ₮ ₣Ʉ₮łⱠł₮Ɏ," Emily growled. "ł ฿ɄłⱠ₮ ₮ⱧɆ ₵Ø₦₵Ɇ₱₮ Ø₣ ĐɆ₴₮ł₦Ɏ!"
"Perhaps, but just like the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, you don't get to choose what ends up embodying it," Sarah replied.
Emily's eyes narrowed. "₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ ł₥₱ⱠɎł₦₲ ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ ₳ⱤɆ Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ₴ Ⱡł₭Ɇ ɎØɄ?"
Sarah grinned. "How delightful, the amnesiac god asking someone else about her own creation," she jested. "If you weren't trying to play mortal, you wouldn't be having this issue."
Emily chuckled and then rubbed her face. She ran her hands through her hair and gazed up at the sky. The chosen assumed a fighting stance as her heterochromatic eyes drifted towards them. An unsettling grin formed on Emily's face as she watched them tremble under her gaze.
"We need to shield Gunter," Arthur said as he stepped in front of him. "Don't let her see him."
"She knows what he is doing, Arthur," Amos said. "We just have to hope she underestimates the old man," Amos said as dark shadow energy swirled around him. He then walked towards Sarah with resolve in his gaze. "I will fight you if I must."
Emily cackled. "₣ł₲Ⱨ₮ ₥Ɇ! ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ɆӾ₳₵₮ⱠɎ?"
"With whatever powers I have," Amos replied, forming a ball of pure shadow energy in his hands. "I may die, but at least I won't die like a coward."
"ɎØɄ ₥Ɇ₳₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₱Ø₩ɆⱤ₴ ₲ł₣₮ɆĐ ₮Ø ɎØɄ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₮ⱧɆ Ɇ₦₲ł₦Ɇ?" Emily cackled then snapped her fingers.
The shadow energy radiating from Amos's body dissolved as his mask cracked into tiny shards as it hit the ground. One by one, each chosen mask disintegrated, floating in the air like dust swirling in the wind. Amos's eyes widened as he looked down at his hands as the ball of pure shadow energy disappeared.
"Leave them alone, Emily," Sarah said with narrowed eyes.
"₮ⱧØ₴Ɇ ₱Ø₩ɆⱤ₴ ₳ⱤɆ ฿ØⱤⱤØ₩ɆĐ, ⱠɆ₳₴ɆĐ. ₮ⱧɆ Ɇ₦₲ł₦Ɇ ₥₳Ɏ Ⱨ₳VɆ ฿ⱠɆ₴₴ɆĐ ɎØɄ, ฿Ʉ₮ ł ₥₳ĐɆ ₮ⱧɆ ₣Ʉ₵₭ł₦₲ Ɇ₦₲ł₦Ɇ. ₳ⱠⱠ ₮ⱧØ₴Ɇ ₱Ø₩ɆⱤ₴ ₳ⱤɆ ฿ØⱤ₦ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₥Ɇ!"
"Not everyone leases their power," Sarah growled while throwing a ball of flames at Emily's face.
Emily rolled her eyes, then stared at Sarah, unamused. "ł ₥₳Ɏ ₦Ø₮ ฿Ɇ ₳฿ⱠɆ ₮Ø ₭łⱠⱠ ɎØɄ. ฿Ʉ₮ ɎØɄ ₩łⱠⱠ ₥₳₭Ɇ ₳ ₲ØØĐ ₱Ʉ₦₵Ⱨł₦₲ ฿₳₲," she cackled, then grabbed Sarah by the face and slammed her head into the ground.
"ⱠɆ₮'₴ ₴ɆɆ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ Ⱨ₳₱₱Ɇ₦₴ ₩ⱧɆ₦ ɎØɄ ₲Ɇ₮ ₴ⱧØ₮ ł₦₮Ø ₴₱₳₵Ɇ," Emily cackled as she punched Sarah in the face before grabbing her by the hair. "₳ĐłØ₴, ĐØ₦₮ ₵Ø₥Ɇ ฿₳₵₭ ɎØɄ ₴₮Ʉ₱łĐ ₣Ⱡ₳₥ł₦₲ ₵Ⱨł₵₭Ɇ₦," she growled before throwing Sarah into the heavens.
Chosen heads tilted upwards as Sarah crashed through rubble and buildings. Clouds parted as a sonic boom clapped through the air before her body vanished in the atmosphere. Their eyes dilated as Emily laughed, as she turned her attention towards them. Her gaze intensified as she looked at Gunter in the background, still channeling a blood magic spell.
"ɎØɄ ₮Ⱨł₦₭ ₮Ⱨ₳₮'₴ ₲Øł₦₲ ₮Ø ⱧɆⱠ₱ ɎØɄ ØⱠĐ ₥₳₦?" Emily asked as she started to walk towards him.
Emily rubbed her face and sighed as a blood-curdling screech ripped from the very sky. Embers engulfed the heavens as the Phoenix dive-bombed towards the ground. Emily groaned as Sarah's body reformed from a phoenix feather that drifted in the air before landing on the ground.
"That is the fifth time you've done that move," Sarah said as she cracked her neck. "Not very original in your temper tantrums, are you?"
Emily blinked as a frown formed on her face. "Ø₭₳Ɏ ₣Ʉ₵₭ ₮Ⱨł₴," she grumbled as her eyes glowed fiercely.
Rusev's eyes widened as he felt his body levitated alongside the other chosen. He tried to use his gravity powers to pull himself back to the ground, but it was futile. Chosen screamed as their bodies twisted into unnatural positions. "Anytime now, grand mage!" He yelled as he looked at Gunter still on the ground somehow.
"I am sorry I can't help you," Gunter replied as he continued to channel ether around him.
"What the fuck do you mean you can't help? Cast the fucking spell now!"
"Forgive me, but it's not ready. I just don't have enough time."
"Help me!" Amos screamed as limestone and statues floated around him and the other chosen.
"Shiyu, do something!" Arthur pleaded as he noticed Shiyu was still on the ground.
Shiyu did not reply; her mouth opened, and her eyes dilated as she stared at her fellow chosen hovering in the air.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" Sarah yelled as she stared up at Amos and Arthur.
"ĐØł₦₲ ₱Ɽł₥Ɇ ₴Ⱨł₮ ₴ł₦₵Ɇ ɆVɆⱤɎ฿ØĐɎ ₩₳₦₮'₴ ₥Ɇ ₦Ø₮ ₮Ø ฿Ɇ ₥ØⱤ₮₳Ⱡ," Emily cackled then looked at Shiyu. "₮Ⱨł₴ ł₴ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ɎØɄ ฿ɆɆ₦ ₩ØⱤ₴Ⱨł₱ł₦₲ ₳ⱠⱠ ɎØɄⱤ Ⱡł₣Ɇ ₴ⱧłɎɄ. ĐłVł₦ł₮Ɏ ł₴₦'₮ JɄ₴₮ ₳ ₮ⱧⱤØ₦Ɇ. ł₮ ₥Ɇ₳₦₴ ł ₵₳₦ ĐØ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ɆVɆⱤ ₮ⱧɆ ₣Ʉ₵₭ ł ₩₳₦₮ ł₦₵ⱠɄĐł₦₲ Ɇ₦Đł₦₲ ɎØɄ ฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ł ₣Ʉ₵₭ł₦₲ ₣ɆɆⱠ Ⱡł₭Ɇ ł₮!"
"Stop... please stop," Shiyu mumbled as her heart pounded in her chest. ₩ⱧɎ ₴ⱧØɄⱠĐ ł? ł₴₦'₮ ɆVɆⱤɎ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ₴Ʉ₱₱Ø₴Ɇ ₮Ø Ⱨ₳₱₱Ɇ₦ ₣ØⱤ ₳ ⱤɆ₳₴Ø₦ ØⱤ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ɆVɆⱤ ĐłVł₦Ɇ ₣₳₮Ɇ ฿ɄⱠⱠ₴Ⱨł₮ ɎØɄⱤ ĐɄ₥฿₣Ʉ₵₭₴ ₮ⱧØɄ₲Ⱨ₮?"
Shiyu's head drifted towards Emily as a tear trickled down her cheek. "The ENGINE will punish you. You are no PRIME, you are a demon!"
Emily chuckled. "ĐɆ₥Ø₦? ł ฿ɄłⱠ₮ ₮ⱧɆ ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ɎØɄ ₩ØⱤ₴Ⱨł₱ɆĐ. ɎØɄ Ⱡł₮ɆⱤ₳ⱠⱠɎ ɆӾł₴₮ ฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ł ₳ⱠⱠØ₩ ł₮," she replied. "₩Ⱨ₳₮ Ⱨ₳₱₱Ɇ₦ɆĐ ₮Ø ₳ⱠⱠ ₮ⱧɆ ₱ⱤØ₱ⱧɆ₵Ɏ ₳₦Đ ĐɆ₴₮ł₦Ɏ ₴₮Ʉ₣₣? ɎØɄ ₭₦ɆɆⱠ ₳₦Đ ₱Ɽ₳Ɏ ₳₮ ₮ⱧɆ ₵Ø₦₵Ɇ₱₮,฿ØɄ₦Đ ɎØɄⱤ ɆӾł₴₮Ɇ₦₵Ɇ ł₦₮Ø ₵Ⱨ₳ł₦₴ Ø₣ ₩ØⱤ₴Ⱨł₱ ₮ⱧɆ₦ ₵ⱤɎ ĐɆ₥Ø₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₥ł₦Ʉ₮Ɇ ĐłVł₦ł₮Ɏ ĐØɆ₴₦₮ ⱠØØ₭ Ⱡł₭Ɇ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ɎØɄ ɆӾ₱Ɇ₵₮ɆĐ ł₮ ₮Ø ฿Ɇ!"
Shiyu's body trembled as she stood up. "Then I don't want to live in a world where divinity is as cruel as you are."
"ɎØɄ ĐØ₦'₮ Ⱨ₳VɆ ₳ ₵ⱧØł₵Ɇ ł₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₥₳₮₮ɆⱤ ฿Ʉ₮₮ɆⱤ₵Ʉ₱. ł₮ ₩₳₴ ₳Ⱡ₩₳Ɏ₴ ₵ⱤɄɆⱠ, ɎØɄ ₩₳₴ ₮ØØ ฿Ⱡł₦Đ ฿Ɏ ɎØɄⱤ ĐɆⱠɄ₴łØ₦ ₮Ø ɆVɆⱤ ₦Ø₮ł₵Ɇ."
Shiyu snarled and then grabbed a shard of glass from the ground. Blood trickled from her hands as she tried to slice her throat, but her arm would not complete the action.
"₴ØⱤⱤɎ, ĐłVł₦ł₮Ɏ ₴₳Ɏ₴ ɆVɆⱤɎ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ł₴ ₳₵₵ØⱤĐł₦₲ ₮Ø ₲ØĐ'₴ ₱Ⱡ₳₦. ₳₦Đ ₥Ɏ ₱Ⱡ₳₦ ₴₳Ɏ₴ ɎØɄ ₩łⱠⱠ ₱Ʉ₮ ₮ⱧɆ ₲Ⱡ₳₴₴ ĐØ₩₦ ₳₦Đ ₩₳₮₵Ⱨ."
The glass Shiyu held dropped from her hand. She stared at it as it shattered on the limestone, as the cold reality of what omnipotence looked like sank into her head. Shiyu's eyes gravitated towards Emily's grinning face.
"Nobody should have the power you wield," Shiyu mumbled.
"ɆӾ₳₵₮ⱠɎ," Emily cackled as Shiyu and the floating chosen disintegrated into ₴₮₳₮ł₵ ₴₦Ø₩. Her eyes drifted towards Gunter, his body trembling as he continued to channel his spell. ł₮'₴ ɎØɄⱤ ₮ɄⱤ₦ ₲Ɽ₳₦Đ ₥₳₲Ɇ. ₮ⱧØ₴Ɇ ₱Ø₩ɆⱤ₴ ₥₳Ɏ ₦Ø₮ ฿Ɇ ⱠɆ₳₴ɆĐ ฿Ʉ₮ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₴₱ɆⱠⱠ ɎØɄ ₳ⱤɆ ₵Ⱨ₳₦₦ɆⱠł₦₲ ₩Ø₦₮ ₥₳₭Ɇ ₳ Đł₣₣ɆⱤɆ₦₵Ɇ."
BANG!
Emily blinked as the remains of the chosen floated in the sky, disintegrating in the flames of the Phoenix and Sarah's flaming aura. Her head slowly turned towards the sound to find Rachel with Elijah's gun held to her head. The silence was palpable as Emily's gaze drifted towards the bullet casing that bounced on the ground. She looked up at Rachel, who was still standing with a wide, trance-like expression in her mulberry eyes. Nobody said a word as the still-smoking gun dropped from Rachel's hands and clanked off the ground.
Elijah's eyes fixated on Rachel as her arms slunk to her side. His umber eyes drifted towards Emily, standing with her mouth open as a tear trickled down her cheek. Alice bit her nails as she gazed down at the magnum next to Rachel's feet. Emily's eyes drifted back and forth between Rachel and the gun on the floor. She then looked up at Elijah with dilated eyes.
"Shit," Sarah whispered under her breath as she bit her lip.
"I'm not... mortal," Rachel mumbled as she rubbed her hands through her strawberry hair, plucking out the bullet that should have pierced her skull.
Elijah sighed, then lit a cigarette as he looked up at the sky. "Guess not," he grumbled as regret oozed into his heart.
"Was the idea of being PRIME that bad?" Emily whimpered.
Emily collapsed to the ground as her eyes returned to a shimmering emerald color. She palmed her face as she wept as St̸ͅa͎̗̜͒ti͍c s̛̳̙̐̚ņ̖o͕͛̋̆w̭͛̒̔̕͜ fell from the sky like a sudden rainstorm. The eyes in the sky ₲Ⱡł₮₵ⱧɆĐ in and out of existence around her as if the fabric of reality was coming undone.
"I wake up where the static hums," Emily sang as she cried on the ground. "A broken train on bruise-colored drums. Threads unravel from my fingertips. They whisper secrets I won't convey."
"Come to me now!" Sarah yelled as she gestured Elijah, Alice, and Rachel over to her. "Get off the ground if you want to live," she shouted at Gunter.
"M͚̋̓y͌ r͓̈́͟ef̱̑͡l̆e̲c_̘͊tî̙̀o͔n s̷͖p̳͝͡li͑̈́t̨̹͡s a̎ h̻olͤͯ͜l͞ǫ_̣w g̪_ͭri͌̾̕n. Emily continued to sing, her pitch-shifting voice sounding unnatural, like it was hooked up to a vocoder. "E̯̒̊͑̊y̖éͨs̘̍ l̯̻͗ik̦͍̦͒͗ͫe̵ͨ s̶͓̹ͭ̈̕͢ṱͧ͊͛a̐̏͐̅t͓̻ì̛̬̀̍͌͢c̝ S͚͇͔͓̓͆͊k͎͋̊̇͗ͧi͙͐́n͖ s̸̓͝o͖͛ t̯̓̄̓͡h̙í͓ͪ́͝ṅͦ̾ͭ͢."
"What's going on?" Alice asked as she noticed b̷̬̩̙̥̣̜͔ͭ͂͛̓̆ͯ̏̽͑u̷̲̰̜̮̠̭̤͖̫̫ͫ̔̀͊̃̒ͦ͋̌ͫ̄́̂̋̑̽͘̕͜͡͠ͅi_̸̷̧̛͇͉̥͖̬̻̜̜̠̥̞̥̑̐̈ͮ͐͐͜ļ̷̶̛̣̳̯̹̖͍̘͎̍́͌̐́ͧ͋ͧ͟͠͠ͅd̡̜̺͚͍̖į̷̶̡̛̘̝̻̞̹̬̙̭̠͔̠̽̆̿ͪͬ̿̊ͥ́͐ͫ͐̈ͤͦͬͮͪͅn̢̖̟̟̭̙̝̫͋͌́ͨͥ͑̆̍ͧ͗̿͜͠͝g̜̣̃̌͛̽̀ͬ̇ͨ̒͗̈͜s̯̀͗̀,͍͚̹̪͖͙ͮ͋͑̇̃͝ s̷̵̛̗̞̜̩̯̣̬͚͍͍̩͛ͪ͗͑̈́͌̾͋͐̐͊ͩ́̈̀̈́͐́̆̍̇ͧ̐ͬͬ̕̕̕͜t̡̖̠̝̻͙̠̳̅̐̏͝a̶̩͉̱̥̲ͦͬͧ̈ͤ͠͝t̵̗͕̩u̷̵͕̳̼̞̗̽ͣͣ̄̿ͥ̿̆̊̃͐̚͘͟͠ḙ̰_̺̓̐s̮̳ͭ̉͡,̲͍ͦ̽͟ ạ̵̘͖̦̺͙͖̰̮̼͎̪͖͐́͛̓͌͂ͣͨ̕̕n̢͔̞̦͕̰̘̦̟͚͍̍́̈̇ͦͩ̓͗͊ͬ̕ͅd̷̫̜̼̝̦͔̙̫̣͓͉̳̳̤̑̏̅ͮ̃͒ͩ̊̆̈ͥ̏̐̓ͬ̔̅͘͡͡ͅ r͚͚̝͇͚ͧ̓̋ͩ͒ͪ͘͜͝ư̸̷̸̳̝̟̹͎̫̻̮̠̿̏ͭ̑̀ͭ̋̐̑̂́ͭ̎͗̈́͑ͅb͍̓̇ḇ̠͇͖̪̾̌̈́̾ͨ͡ͅl̼͗͢e͊͆ g̴̵̸̴̨̥̯̞̔͆ͤ̾͌̓̓͘̕͟͠l̛̬̗͎̣̹̤͇̗̜̿̍ͥ̅͌͒͋̀ͣ̄͋̔ͪͥ́͗̍͌ͥͬ̈́͜i̥t̴̨̺̭̰̻̱̗ͤ͗̀͐̅̎̐͟c̴̜̟̫̠̲͍̤̳̮̻̰͎̺͉̟͛͑̆ͥ̎͐ͤͫ̓ͤ͆̓̊͂̂͆ͩ̉́̑̆̚͜͟h̷̛̲͕̖̱̲̜͙͔̞͈ͦ̇̄ͯ̿̑̆ͮͨ̂͆ͦͣ͐ͬ͘͢i̜ͣ̇̿͐_̢̼̟͔̯͎̖̳͎̻͕͓̼̗͑̈ͬͨ͐̇̄̏͊̈́ͨ̑̉ͩ͘̕͢͡͞nģ͙̻̟͇͕͓͕̪̬͗̀͑͌͌ͮͫ͞͞_̶̶̛͈͕͚̙̖̪̙ͤ͊̀́ͫ́ o͍̪̅̑͝ṷ͙͎̍̀̔̈̅_̵̨̢̡̤̦̳̪̜͈͕̪̝͎͉̦̮͖͖̀̀́̀ͫ̿̈́̒ͤ̅͘t̴̨͙̳͚̝̬̟̙ͦ̔͆̀ͮ̽̄ͫ̌̓̔ͫ̓ͦͨͯͥ̂ͤ̃̚͜͡ ó̤̖̘͙̏̐ͧͥ͋ͭͩ̈́ͅf̡̻͍͙́̀̅͜_̴̨̱̝͕̳̣̗̜̼͎͗ͦͨ̓ͯ̀̍͐̊͊́ͣ͑͘͡͠ e͖̬̦ͮ̀̆̓x̧̻̲̝̜͍̅̾ͪį̸̛̼̫̭͍͚͓̺͍͓̜͖̬̪͓͛̑̿̍̓̎̓ͪ̆̃̓̀͋ͧ̏͂̅̆́̕͘͜͝ͅs̷̸̶̢̢͇͓̪͖͍͚͕̥͕̲̳̙͛̄̂͋̿̓̽̃ͭ̅͆̌ͭͧ͒̕̚_̱̤̟̥̦̫͒ͧ́͡t̶̸̡̖̳͔͕̼̞̬̱̾̔ͤ́ͧ͒͂ͭ̌͑̽̆̓ͦ͛͆͑͘͞ͅͅͅȩ̴̭̦̣͙̗̮̰ͯ̆ͤ̅n̴̨̧̼͇̺̖ͣ̀̐ͩ͂͒̑̈́̉͂ͦ̑̍̆̐̓̎ͬͦ̕͢͞c̨̡͇̣̻̮̼̩͍̭̙̗̤̮̪̭͔ͦͪ̎̌͐́ͦ̉ͨ̏͌͒͝ę̸̧̮̦̮̪̺͕̗̝͎͖̙̣̯͓̖̜ͣͭ̋̀̄̀̓͗ͮ͌͌͠͡ͅ.̴̸̷͙̺̮͖̥͍̰̱͇͇͔̪̠̍̉̓ͦ̊̓́͂ͫͫ́̀͌ͥ̔̑ͯ̊̐͗͢͞͠ͅ ̩̫́_̭͎̭ͥ̾̆̓̃̽͂͜_̹̦͓͔͖̤̜͈̽̍̉̂ͭ̈͂͜͞͝
"No time to explain! Just get over here!" Sarah replied.
Gunter rose, his eyes fixed on the particles of dust and snow that once were his fellow chosen. "I am sorry. I was not strong enough."
"Don't be sorry. There was nothing you could have done to save them," Sarah said as Gunter walked towards her.
"I doomed us all," Rachel mumbled as she ran over towards Sarah alongside Elijah and Alice.
"ɆVɆⱤɎ ₥łⱤⱤØⱤ ₴ⱧØ₩₴ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ł'VɆ ɆⱤ₳₴ɆĐ. ฿Ʉ₮ ₲ØĐ₴ ĐØ₦'₮ V₳₦ł₴Ⱨ, ₮ⱧɆɎ JɄ₴₮ ⱤɆ₮Ɽ₳₵Ɇ."
"Unfortunately, yes, but it's not the end for you all," Sarah said as she placed her hands on their chests.
"What are you doing?" Elijah asked as radiant light formed around his body.
"ØⱧ, ₮ⱧɆ ₴łⱤɆ₦₴ ₴ł₦₲ ł₦ ₣ⱤɆQɄɆ₦₵łɆ₴ ⱠØ₩. ₱₳ł₦₮ł₦₲ ₮Ø₥ØⱤⱤØ₩ ł₦ ₴₮₳₮ł₵ ₴₦Ø₩ ł₣ ɎØɄ Ⱡł₴₮Ɇ₦ ₵ⱠØ₴Ɇ ₮ⱧɆɎ'ⱠⱠ ₮ɆⱠⱠ ɎØɄ ₮Ⱨł₴; ₴Ɇ₩₦ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₳ ĐɆ₳Đ ₴₮₳Ɽ ĐⱤɆ₴₴."
"Planting the seed of rebirth into you," Sarah explained, then looked at Emily. "This universe is doomed."
Alice's eyes widened. "She's singing the apocalypse?"
Sarah nodded, then looked at Rachel. "You will wake up in a different body, in a different place. Born under a new name, same soul."
"You can't save everyone, can you?" Rachel asked as her mulberry eyes drifted towards Emily.
Sarah shook her head.
"A tired old mage like me waking up in a new body," Gunter said as he looked at the wrinkles on his hands. "A lifetime of magic, unraveled in the blink of an eye."
"S̙͒̋ṭ͇i̸̸̭t́c̤̔h͕͕̦ḙͬd̟̈́͝ with t͕hre̴͔͈a̿dͪ͋̚s̭̭̳ y̼o̸u͓ c̭͆ā̄n̛͂͝'̧͔ͥt̩̙̣ u̘͋n̺̿ͅdr̀ͥ͘es̈́s̘̟. H̎͡umͨͤ͋m͒ͨin̛͓g̖ f̋̐̈ȧ̮c͙̜͚e͓̹̬s̭͞ f̛ͣ͘ade͔͑ a̿w͛ay̿̀ͤ. Inͮ a̰̽́ s͖k͉̫͊ÿ͈ t́ḫ̓a͈͚͟t I wr̷̠͡ot̼͒e͂ ò͔ņ̓e̕ da̓͝y̹. S̨͔ew̴͒̃̂ǹ͂͂ f̶͈͇͉̾r̾͛ͫǫ̼̗̽m̴ ǎ̼ͨ d̮̖̓̊ͩe̹̓̌ͤad̷͚̫̻ s̭͙͔t͙ͦͅå̧̲ͅr̵ͤ̑ ḋ̶͙̣͔͂́r̖̳̊͊ͮe͇ŝ̥̫̻ͧ̑s͛̏ͫ." Emily continued to sing as the world slowly dissolved into S̶̹͋ͬͮţ͍ͥ͋̃ͥa̘̖͇͎̿̑͗̾ͮͅțͪĩ̧͕̃ͭ̐̃ͅc̶̦͎̫̊̓̇̈̇.
"Not your first rodeo on this, either?" Elijah asked.
"Don't ask stupid questions, Elijah," Sarah replied.
"Will we remember anything?" Alice asked as the radiant light formed around her body.
"No, but the echoes will linger."
"₩ⱧɆⱤɆ ĐØ ₩Ɇ ₲Ø ₩ⱧɆ₦ ₩Ɇ ⱤɆ₲ⱤɆ₴₴? ₮ⱧɆ ₦ɆɆĐⱠɆ₴ ₱łɆⱤ₵Ɇ, ฿Ʉ₮ ⱠɆ₳VɆ ₦Ø ₴₵₳Ɽ ฿ł₦Đł₦₲ ₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₩ⱧØ ł ₳ⱤɆ ₳ ₱₳Ɽ₳ĐØӾ ₩Ɽ₳₱₱ɆĐ ł₦ ₱₳Ɽ₳ĐØӾ."
Ț̞̞̮̼̪͈̹̎̅̄͋ͣ̔̈͌̏̚͝͠ͅͅȟ̶̨̡̢͖̰͖̺͔͇͍̫͂̆̂ͪ̂́ͭͨ͛͋́͒͑͝͞͡͝e̙͋ s̴̛̘̫̝̲̦̻̣͕͇̣̰ͬ́ͨ͐̀̌̈́̊ͨ̊̚͘_̈ḵ̣̙͖̯̭̜̫̲ͩ̓̍́̀͢_̛͍͔̘̩̞̘̝̩̥͈͋͆̅ͩ̉̈́̇ͫ͊̿͂ͫͪ̕͜͢ẏ̸̡̨̨͕̱̖̭̖̭̩̮̝̬̖̳̪̙̰͙̑̀ͧ͒́̋ͯ̑̅̎̅͂ͯ͑̕̚͟͞ w̗͉̠̪͙̘͆̂͛͗̂ͤ͡h̶̷̡̧͉̞̬̻͓̣̩̞͕̠ͪ̅ͫ́̏̏̍̈ͨͮͧ̆͘͞i̶̷̴̧̧͉̖̻͚̜͍̰͚̺͈̤̗ͤ̏̀ͮ̓ͩͤ̓̒ͩ̒ͬ̈́́͛̆ͬ͊ͨ̿͌̚͘͟͠ͅm̧̜̭͍̩̙̜͍̘͇̓ͪ͌ͯ͗ͧ͡_ͮͣͩp̛̙͔̬͈̀̃͌e̸̡̘͖̯̠̬̖̗̬̬͚͙̩̮͚̯ͥͥ̽̂ͯͥͣ͐̈́̉̈̊͗̈́͜͟r͒̓ͥ͒͑̈́͜e̶̴̯̣͖͉̻͈̩̔̀̅ͦ̒̀̈́̉̓ͬͩͥ͟_̶̵̭͖̦͇͎̮̦̦̣͓ͦ̈͊͌ͦ͋͂͒̕ḑ̷̡̛̦͚̗͚̣̲̱̘̩̯̈́͌̊ͣ͗͌͒ͪ̐̌ͨͦ͢͜ͅ_̨̂͘͝ a̛͍͖̬̪͍̘̝̾̎ͨ̊͘͝_̋̕_̸̵̨͇͙͕͉̺͍͗̇̌̈̋͊̾͑̀͛͊_̰̻̿͆s̷̶̶̹͕͇̺̼̞͎͉̜̗̼̪̦̦͈̆ͥͥ͂̾ͤ́͆ͮ͆͌̆̋̏̎ͨͭ̚ͅ a̶̧̨̙̰̪͉̞̬̞͍̟̓̄̓́̌̀ͫ̎̽̎͛ͭ̕ m̡̼̦̬̻̯̦̆ͧͩͣ͐̃̈́ͫͬ̑́̓ͤ͌̔͋ͫ͜ͅủ̴̯͕̩͈̄͑ͫ_̷̢̬̥̆ͨ͑ͧ̃ͨļ̴̶̞͕̩̩͙̙̼͓̩ͪ͊̍̓̃́̉ͭ̿ͦ͒̃̌ͤ̉̾̀ͤ̅͆͟͡_͓͗b̵̸̵̧̧̙̥̼̦̳̦̩̳̗͕̗͙ͤ̀̊̿͂͛̅̓ͯ͑e̶̸̡̨͈̺͇̬̱̻̘̬͈͙̲̥̊̇̏̓̆̄̅ͬ͛̏ͭ̏̕͢͡ͅ_̴̡̭̦̦̋͌͂̋̃̿͝ṛ̜͙͊̆̆̄̀ͩ͑_̷̶̸̷̶̹̯͕̰͉̭̓͋̌̾̎͒ͣ̌̽ͣ̿͗̈̈̆ͮ̕r̹͉̖̘̰̦͎͈ͧ̀̏̈́̓̉͆ͩ̉ͧͧ̂͌_͗y̵̧̳̼̦̝̜̻̬̰̭̣̽́̈͛̓̂̌̕͢ a̧͙͙͙̠̙̝͖͈̤̩̠̹̎͗͋́̌͜͠ͅ_̶̶̧̢̛̹̩̩̤͔̬ͣͯͯ͑̈̏͋̏ͮͤͅṳ͙̠̪͔͋̇ͬ̒̚ȓ̴̺̯̲̗̬̣̫̤̫͖̙ͣ̌ͧͮ͆͐̓̾ͩ̐͌͒ͯ͆ͯ̇̚̕͘͡ͅã̯̮̹̬̼͍̠̝͇͔́̈́̈ͪ̂̒͜ͅ ṛ̵̝̮͕̞̹̗̤̼̫̥̞̑̂̈ͤ̔̈̅ͩͩ͐̅͌̓͟a̲͖͓̰̰̖̻̱͚͌́̋̄͆͛ͩͭ̚ḑ̵̛̜̘̰̘͇̗͓̜̫͉̥̳̻͔͉̜̊͆ͤͦ̊ͭ̑ͫ̆̔ͬͪ̃ͨͫ̄ͮͮ̀̒ͧ̔̚͟͟͞͡i̸̢̨̘͎͉ͣ̉̋͆͟ͅa̸̢̱̟̬ͩ̄́̄̊ͭͫ̆̀͊͝t̋_̵̛̛̺̥̙̭̺̥̗ͭ͊̒̃̓́̂ͨ̋͘e̴̩̜͚ͣ̉̅͊ḑ̴̶̡̺͚̮̰͉̜̠͔̦͓̝̬͕̙͍͛̽̊̂́̌̌ͯ̇͌ͫͯ̏ͧ̇̚̚̚͟ f̵͚̖̠̗̤̲̦͍̦͓̠̩ͫ͛̈́ͪ͛̊̋̂͛́ͮ̕̚ro̢̤̫̪̮̙̙͚͕͠m̴̵͓̳͚͖̪̪͓͇͓̮̄̀̂͆ͤ̐̔ͬ͆ͦ̽̒͒͠͡ͅ E̶͙̱͙̯͎̟͓̪ͣ̂̿́ͧ̽͗ͯͧ͋̀̇̕͟ͅm͒͂ḭ̵̡̛̪̜͔̟͍̠͍̯̩ͧ͊̀̒̅̂̆ͥͪ͜͢͜ļ̸̛͈̪̩̮̤̣̯̹̯̻͓̼́͛ͧ̒ͮͧ̉͑̇ͣͧͩ̂͘͠͡ẙ̧̧̛̗͉̠̩̤ͫ̕'̮̘̗̳̫̙̖ͭ͋ͨ̏̎͊͌ͥ̑̆͘̕͟͝ͅs̷̩̻͚̻͙̘̳̜͔͙̭̥̑ͮ̑̆́́͒ͬ̋̓̊ͧͥ̈́͟͠͠ b̴̸̥̜ͭ̃̉͐̓̾_̵̴̷̞̟̺͔͖̬̠͓͋͛ͮ̇ͯͥ͒͋ͮ͘͡ǫ̶̴̧̧̰͙͕̂̌̇̐͐̈́̒̄͋ͯ̄͗̑̈ͦͫͫ̚͡d͚͎͙̓ͬͮͤ͊̀́ͭy._̨̟̱̣͌͗͐̓ͧ̇̊Limestone and statues turned into dust. Buildings ripped apart, drifting into nothingness. Trees withered as their leaves turned into ash while birds fell from the mulberry and the sunset sky.
"B̦͛r̥e͕at̐hi͖n̥̒g̾ sm̤ͧok͐e̫, C̄h̙ͣa͛si͆n͗g̞̍ c̺͌l͙̄o̰ĉ̹ks. Y̑ou c̩a̗l̺ͣl͕̇eͥḋ meͮ o͋r̀p͌ha̬͊n, T͆h̜o̟ͦụ̍ghͪt̅ me t̙hr͚ͩe̮adͤ. Ñoͪw̽ y͗o̳u͓ ḁrͥe̺ͭ tan̂g͂l͈ȇ̱ḍ in th̰͑e̩͆ w̼ord̗̋s I̞ s̥̑a̫̾id.M̈ỵͬ vͧõi͈c͔e̬ͪ c̻r̥̎a͌c̣͂ks li͛ke a d͌yi͍n͆g̮ m̯̏a̍c̯hi̜në͓. T̗hre͈a̳d͈ a̜n͂d̀ Ṉe͓ͬe͖d̉l͍e, T̿h̥̀r̝̍e͉a͕͑d an̏d͂ N͖̔è͈e̹͛d̪leͯ. E͛c̺͗h͎oͪing̪ t̫rut̿hs y̎ô̹u͗ yet t̅o͉ g̟le̫a̲̓n. Thr̤̒e͖ḁ̈d̳̄ a̗ͪn͙̑d̯ Ṇe̝e͔d̒lͩe̟̐ T͔̿ḧr̙̒e̟ͥâ̖dͪ anͨd N̄e͙̋edl̽e."
"T̷̠͕̞̔h̨̙ͮ̌̌ȇ̮̬ͬͧ̈ͬ f̷̪̳͍̻a̧̗̋ͪͪ͐b̸̞̞ͣ͊ŕ̶i̵͍̰͉͙̺ͭ̋c͚̞͒̃ͧͭͬ t̨̪̫̠̗̥͊̈̓ͣe̴͚͈͚̦̜a̵̦͙̰̭̔̅̊̽ͅr̭͚̻̞̹ͨͪͨ͌s̶͎͖͎͚̟̄ͤ̓̾̾ b̧̬̦̘u̹̜͒t̵͍̙̪ͣ̈̂ h̴̓͛ͧͩo̴̭̞̤ͯ́̉l̴͒ͦ̏ď̸͕̪̪ͅs̸̥̥̗ͯ iͪͦ̇ͯͫt̷̲͖̱̰͈̊s̬ͮ̀̐ s̸̯̳̘̪͑͒͐h̟͍ͣa̮̖̼̱̋p̶͎̿̈͊e̱ T̞͉͚̬h̵̭͂e̙̘ͥ̃̔r̟̻ḛ̵̺̄̿̒ ī͕̰̭͎̭̉͛s͋ n͔̻̣͙̾ͧͪ͂̍o̴̭ a͇̰̘ͧ͛̒͒̏v̯̺̭̦ͣͭ̄̌ͦͅe̩n̵u̶̜͕̮͐̑ͦe̴̥̦͂́̍͐ o̵̝̻̼̗͕ͥf̨̟̳͔͎̄̾ e̜̣̩̒s͇͚̗͒c̾̍̍a̾͋̑ͦp͚̭͔̈e̴ͤ̏͐ͩͩ."
"ØⱧ, ₮ⱧɆ ₴łⱤɆ₦₴ ₴ł₦₲ ł₦ ₣ⱤɆQɄɆ₦₵łɆ₴ ⱠØ₩."
Rachel's gaze turned t̬̲̩̑̏o̵̳̭ͮͦ̃w̟̖̦̩̬̎a̩̥͒r̗̰͉̔̂ͫͭd͉̳̥̩ͤ̽̉͊s͙̰̆ t̷̬̭͉͈͈̓͆ͣ̂h̷̗ͤ̅͌ẹ d̸̫̱͈ͯ̔̔̎ị̷̪̥̩̍s̒̀s̫̥̰̟ò̵̪̻̳̳̩ͪͩl̜̭͌ͫ͂v͙̬͛i̶̝̣̖̥̫̎̉̇ͤn̥g̶̗̜̲͈̹̋̿ͧ̏ s̱̳k̶͖͈̻̆̍̃̾̋y̼̖̱͎ o̺̱̜̐ͨͥ̃ͧv̞͈͖̝ͤͅéͫͪͫͪr͇͓͗̒ͅh̭̲͙̹̜ěȁ̶̲̤͛d̩̻̭̺͒̿̓͆̆. "If I am not mortal... tͪ̏h̀̃ͧȩ̯͓̙ͮ͗̍n̨ w̧̙ͥ̆ͅͅh̵̤a̶t̪ͫͦ ă͍͐m̵̗̏ͪ I̘?" She asked herself as she looked at her distorted and jagged shadow.
"₳₦₳ⱠɎⱫł₦₲ ₣ⱤɆQɄɆ₦₵Ɏ," A mechanical voice echoed in Rachel's mind. Her mulberry eyes fell into a trance-like gaze. "₱Ɽł₥Ɇ ₥₳₮₵Ⱨ ₵Ø₦₣łⱤ₥ɆĐ. ₮ⱧɆ ⱠØØ₱ Ɇ₦Đ₴ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ɎØɄ. ĐØ ɎØɄ ₳₵₵Ɇ₱₮ ɎØɄⱤ ⱤØⱠɆ?"
Rachel's eyes widened as her heart raced. Her skin tingled as goosebumps crawled up her back. "Yes."
"₵Ø₦₮Ɽ₳₵₮ ₴ł₲₦."
"Ō̱h͚̥̩͢,̓_̳̪̎ t̪͍́ͬ̀́͢he s̯i̯̖ͧr̤͐̂͜͟e̽ṉ̦͢s̲ͥ̕ sͬi̡̳̪ͤn̶̶͖̻͜͝g̑ͩ͡ iͣ͞nͨ_̸͌̌ͣ f̫̼ͦ_̧̺͢r̴̭͡_ͮ̿͢e͍̫̒q̶̮̾́͛̎ue͋̓n͖͊ͬc̰͈͋i͡e̟̥͕̎̍̓s͂̐̿_̰̓ l̲̘̙̙ͧ͞o͚̦̥͆͘w P̵̄͟a̔̊ͪͬ͗i͐nt̜ͧ̋_ͬ͊i̲n͙g̣̹̯͓ͯ̂̕ tͨom͈ȍ̸̗̹r͔͍̩̀́̓͜r̥̍ͮ͟o̯͚͔̎͜wͮͮ i͕̺̟͗n̶̩̠̫ͥ̓ s̶̝͚̋t̛̹ͤ̀ȃ̜̩̱͆̃t͉͙̐̔̑̃ī͇̣̩͓c̫ͥ s̫ͭn̡̛̥̥̙̐̈́ơw͗͗͢."
₴Ɇ₩₦ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₳ ĐɆ₳Đ ₴₮₳Ɽ ĐⱤɆ₴₴
S̨̬̻̼̠͙͇̦͐͂͂̀̈̿̾̀͌͟͠͝͞t̷̵̨͚̞̫̬̗͇̅ͤ̌i̞̳ͣ̒͢͜͡t̷̴̶̡̡̘̦͇̬͔͈̣ͣ̎̑͗̀ͭ̓̂͢͠͝͠͠_̧̩̥̭͓̜̗̩̙̙ͮ̓̓̃̿ͮ̈͢c͟ḥ̞̝̯̭̪̆ͤ̇́̿͊̄̀̌̈́͛̚͟_͖͉̱̞̋̓̐̾̇ę̬̦͕̹̼̟̭ͩ̏̔ͮͪͥ̐́ͫͯ͊͘d̴̨̫̣̑̍ͨ͢ w̵̧̛͈͖̮̱̘͙͉̟̟̝̻̲̎ͭ͌ͤ̈ͥ̐̇͊̅̉̍ͭ̑ͭ̿͐͗̽͋̀͆̊̕͢͡͝i̢̡̞͈͚͔̙̯̻̹̳͎͔̒ͪͯ̏ͨt̶̵̛͈̥̪̘̭̝̬̼̜͂̾͐̾̌ͩ͒̆͐̈̌h̭ͨ t̶̨͚͓̤̹͔͙̼̝̻̻͆ͣͨ̓̔̐ͯ͗́͘̕̕h̵̴̵̝̯̜̪͖̬̘̰̻̞͔̳̝̫̖̿̂ͯ͊ͯ̐ͥ͛̏̑͌̓͌̚͘̚͟͜͜͡ř̸̻͓̺̏ͫ̚͢͠ê͈ͫ͟_͈̞͒̒̅͂͞_̵̹͆̀ạ̶̸̸̸̝̘̣̙̩̘͕̥̉̽̐̄̀ͪ̓͒̅̄̈ͤ̂̄̃ͧ̚͜͠dş̷̙̞̫͖̞̺̝ͤͩͣ̉͊̽̿̂͟͠͞ w̺ͧ͑̇͆͌̎ͣ̏ͬ͝ę̡̛͍̮̮̩̝̤̯̖̹̥̰̖͚͗̓̏ͯ̂͑̿̉̆̾̿ͨ́̽̍ͤ͊͐̐̇ͫͪ͘͡͞͞͞ͅ c̴̷̡̨̛͇̰͚͈͓̬͎̳͓̠̩͑̔ͯͧͬ͗̌̎͟͠a͇̯̩̦̯̮͙̞̻̙ͯ̍̎ͮ͆ͫ̿̈́̓̌͐̀ͧͩ̄͑͘n̴̨ͬ̌͢͠'̃̊t̳ ū̶̸̢̹̹͚͇̗̖̟̮̟͉͒̏ͣ͆ͪͨ̔ͩͪ̿ͤ͗ͧ̕͟͢ͅn̗̾̆̏ͧ́_̵̴̫̬̻̮̙̲̝̲̈́̔͂̊́̉̃̒́̎ͯ̈̇̌ͩͥ̅̈̚͘͢͝d̸̸̶̢͎͔̪͋͗̌̅ͣ̂̓̅ͨ̑̌͘̚͘͟ŗ̶̪̠̭͕̞̰͕͍̙̋ͨͩ̽̿͂e̷̮̥͊̎̋ͤ͜_s̸͖̳̼̓̿̔_̤̟s̵̹̫͈̈́ͥ͆̉́ͪ͜͠͝
ⱧɄ₥₥ł₦₲ ₣₳₵Ɇ₴ ₣₳ĐɆ ₳₩₳Ɏ.
Ì̢̼͇͖̬̝̱̥̙̙̍̓ͥ_̶̢̡̲̖̮̭͚̮͎̗̼ͥ̄̏̅ͬ͐̚͢͠͞ñ̶̟ͬ̋̐̓͂́̀͜ ạ̵͕͕̱̬̖̝̤̿ͯ͆̏̾̇ͥ̑̚̕͘͜͞͝ s̮͚̯̺̳̟̬͔̯̼̦ͧ̿ͤ̔͑ͫ̋͌_̛͙̬̘̩̠͊̆̂͋ͩ̾̑ͨ̚ǩ̼͇ͭ̕͝y̴͔̦̟̣̝͈͔̣͗ͩͩ́͐_̶ t̸̟̯͎̮ͯ̽ͥ̇̂͒͝ẖ̴̦̣̤̺͉̺̃̃͂͋̅̕͟ą̶̸̸̷̨̨̛̘̹͇͎͇̫͚̠͔̼͉̫͙̦͓̣̆̃͗ͨ͂̍̌̇̾̄͒̀͑͒̐ͥ̈́͋ͧ̕͢͢͞t͍ͫ̔̍_̩̲̺̤̃ n̢̢ͩ͝éͩ̓ͧ͜v̭ͧ̅̕_̵̵̹̏͗͒͌̿͡e̡̤͎̫͉̖̳̭͔ͬ́̆͂ͣ̉͆͘͠_̬̟͕ͣ͂r̴̶̡̖͕̳̃ͯͣ̀̃ š͎̾̓͘è͈ͣ͋ę͚̫̟̟̤͉̀̉̓ͤ̚͠ṣ̫̰ͥ̂̉̿̆ͭ̿ d̸̨̡̧̲͎͓͓͕̹̣̱̮͎̣͓͎̗̅́̀̂̄͊̆͗̄̋̉͆̎̆̋̆̐̚̚̕̕͜͝a̙_͉̺̖ͯ̀͌͒͆ͣ͊ͧ͟͜͠y̸̶̢̡̧̡̭̞̯̜̬̖̫̙̋̈́̿̆̄̌ͦ̒ͯ̈ͯͨ́͢
₴Ɇ₩₦ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₳ ĐɆ₳Đ ₴₮₳Ɽ ĐⱤɆ₴₴.
ØⱧ, ₮ⱧɆ ₴łⱤɆ₦₴ ₴ł₦₲ ł₦ ₣ⱤɆQɄɆ₦₵łɆ₴ ⱠØ₩; P̯̻̻̺͎͆̅́͌̓ͮa̸̸̷̢̢̧͖̙̙̼̝̼͔͈ͩ͋̓̈́̐̾̒̋̕͢͝_̧̢̠̊́ͧ͋̉̓ͤi̷̡̢̳͖̯͉̔̑̄́ͥͣ̏̆̄̀ͫ͝ṉ̷̶̶̶̢̩̯̝͔̬̪̟̱̺͎̥͚̩̤̜̭̬̟̿́̒ͯ́̃̇ͥ́̀͂ͯ̎͒͘͘͘̕̚͜ͅͅt̢͍̻͉͖̲̩̫͖̝͙̫͂̈́̆̊̀̿̅̅ͥ̆ͣ͒̍̓̕͜i̴̗̘̮̬̞̖͓̪͍͎̥̠̮͇͕͕͌̈̀͆͒̊͊ͧ͗̅̈́̓͊͒̕͝͠ñ̵̴̵̨̛̛̗͎̖̟̗̙̦̰̰̪̬͓̜͕̟̳͖͍̥̫͎̰̞͔͐̔ͥ̋ͫ̽͑̋͌̀̌ͮ͢͝͞g̲̠̋̎_̶̵̨̛̼͖̲̗̬͉͙͙̜̯͓̎̈́ͯͨ̐ͣ̌ͥ̅̎̓ͩ̇̐͘͟͢͢͢͠ ẗ̠ͪ͞_̴̧̧̞̤̩̪͙̣̪̣̝͈͓͈͖ͣ͋̓͌̓ͨ̽̊̌̅ͪ͊͂ͬ̌ͦͤͅǫ̸̢̠͎̣̩̘̯̗̤̖͙͍͊ͯͬ̾̈̃̌̆͆͘m͖̟̤̤͆̓͂ͮͬ̒̾ͥͥ̈́̇͜͜ơ̶͍̖̤͉̬̹̝̯͖̞͔̰͕͇̪͕ͩ͑́̆ͮ̌̉́ͨͥ͑ͣ̉̎̃̎̓̑̌͜͜͞r̡͚͕̹̫͗̾͗̕_͇̠͓͍̗̮ͮͩͬͪͪ̆ͫ̒ͧ͒ͤͬ͋͟͢͟͠͠͠_̯̜̔ͨ̓̎ͣr̶̨̛͓͓̦͓̬̭ͬ̀̓͝_̸̵͈̪̮̜̳͂͊͋͋ͯ̀ͣ͗ͭ̐̓͑͐͡͠ͅơ̬͓͍͔͒͊̂͛̈̈̕͟͢͝͞ͅ_̶̢̘̜̼̤͖͖̜̟̱̘̙̱̓͑͒́́͐͗̊͑ͯ̽͢͢͝͞w̸̗̯̝̖̦̪̍͑̋͢ į̴̡͕̟̮̭̠͙̺͚̖̞ͦ̌̇͗́̀̊ͧ́̅ͫ͆͑͋͢ͅn̷̻̠̱͉̝̫̘̒ͬ͋ͫ̉͝_̵̶̵̩̹̫̯̭͛͂̓ͥͧ̓͌ͩͤͪͦ̅͝ š̷̮͇̥ͥ̒̋͢͡ţ̶̯͙͎̪̮̔ͥͮ̓̃ͅ_̸̳̠̱̇ͨ̈́͜͡a̬͎͉̬̙̠͕̰͚͍̫̻̼̯̝̙ͧ͋͊ͦͧ̌̐͂͆̈́̆͂ͩ̍͑̉̈́͒̃͡ͅͅt̵̵̷̸͇̳̝̼̃̈̌̃ͤ̀̊̇̿ͣ͂ͥ̉̚͝ͅi̶̡̞̟̙̤̥̞̪̤̦̇ͬ̉̽́̄͋̒ͦ̋̇́̉͋̓͢͞ͅͅc s̴̴̷̴̷̫͇̞̆ͮ̏̍̄͘͡n̢̢̺̲͇̖̪̱̮̯̖̬̩̆̀͋̀̀ͨ̀̓̾͛ͩ͒ͤ̚̕͟͠͡ö̡̲̱͎͓͉̤̜́̉̒̎̆̐͛̉͛́ͭͯͭ̃́ͧ̈́͜w͟_̵̡̳͙̲̘̻̭̻̬̞̙̭̘͉̠͎͉̳̆̾ͣ̂̆̀ͦ͂̈ͣ̆͌ͤ̆ͩ́̂̀̅ͬ͘͟͢͠͡͠
ł₣ ɎØɄ Ⱡł₴₮Ɇ₦ ₵ⱠØ₴Ɇ ₮ⱧɆɎ'ⱠⱠ ₮ɆⱠⱠ ɎØɄ ₮Ⱨł₴;S̭̬̘ͯ̽ͫ̉̑ͧͧͤe̡̙̻ͫ̽w̸̧̟̫̼̙͉̮̞̼̙̹̦ͤͣ̾͒ͯ̓͆ͩ̒̓͗̐͘͠͡n̡͍ͬ_̖̼͕̜͔̳̖͙̘̍̆̒̑̈́̌̊̇̆ͬ͂́̌̓́̾͋ͤ͗̃͋̕͞ f̷̵͎͓̦̠͕͙͖̼ͦ͑̉̍̂̀̑ͨ̚̕r̶̸̶̸̛̰̻̤̬͗̒̍ͫ́̕ͅo̶̧̠͔̜͔͖̖̩̩̜͎͍̟͓͍̅́̏̄̒̂͌͐̑ͬͫͧ͆͌͋̈̐̏͝͠͞m̴̧͚̝͚̘̞̫̰͍̼͖ͫ͌ͤ̌̿̾̇̉́ͫͪ̒̽̽ͧͭ̕͢͢͞͡ͅ a̧͖̙̖̙̖͓̯̩̜̣ͨ̊̅̏̑̽͆͊̓͋̌̑͘͟͟͠͝ d͚ͥ̊̅ͣ̉ȩ̸̴̻͎̝̳͓̞͈͈̥͎̼̫̥ͩ̄͑ͤ́̑́ͣ͗́ͬ̓ͪ́̅̌̉͢͞a̢͍ͣ̑ͯ̏d̷̦͉͓̝̬̹͚̪̥̤̘̾̈ͪ̈͛͌̈́̐ͯͬ̇͆̕͜͞͞ š͔̥̳̯̻̮ͦͨ͑̔͛̄̿̽ͅţ̵̸̷̮̮͎̩̬̱̙ͩ̾̐͛ͧͨͧͭͭͩ̔ͧ̋ͦ̑ͬ͐ͩ̌͆ͫ̚͢͞a̸̸͕̫̠̠̭̹͑͛͋̊̈́̄̽͑̾͜͜͞_̴̰̿ͣ̔ͮ̕ŗ̢̰͙̪̬̹̥̣ͨ̄͛͂̊̉ͯ̂ͤ̀͋͜͡ d̶̨̡̡̯͔̜̠͔͕͕̹̰̭͓̠͍̙̲̞͒̾́ͣ̋͋̐͋ř̫͎̮̹̙̙̣̘̘̫͙͗͑̈́ͯͬ̎ͧ̿ͮͬ̌ͨͧ͘ͅe͉͖͓̊̾́̓̊͡͞ͅs̶̶̵̡̛̛̹̻͓͎͇̲͙̖͍̗ͭ̓́ͮͧͩ̂̏́͒̐̏̏̐͆ͤ̕̕͢͜͠s̛̥̦̯̜͈̮͇ͮ͋ͭ͛̐̈́͑̄̆ͭ̆̈͘.
₴₮ł₮₵ⱧɆĐ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₮ⱧⱤɆ₳Đ₴ ₩Ɇ ₵₳₦'₮ Ʉ₦ĐⱤɆ₴₴.
H̨̖̫̜̲̳̖̫͕́̑ͧ̎ͬ͊͐͞_̴̶̢̢̙͓͉͍͈͍̘̗͚̥̰͋̾ͪ̽͑͢͜͢͟͞u̸̴̢̢̧̲̻͍̖̘͔͔̜͊ͭ̔̇͋́̈́ͯ͐̐́̾͌͊ͩ̊͝ͅm̠͕̂ͯͤͫ̈̔́m̴̞̗͖̺̉̀ͪ͢i̶̶̵̢̨̞̱͔̰̫͚̹̖͎̜̣̜͋̂̐̾ͣ̏̅̔̾͗͒͜͞_̙̳ͬ̽͛͝ͅn̴̴̢̡̡̛̗͓̣̞͔̝̜̖̪͗̋́̓ͥ̊ͫ͐́ͧͬ̚͢͠͠g̶̡͔̲̞̮̼̫̮̮̔̈́̎̂̎̀ͩ͌̒ͥͤͭ̓͜͠ f̯͓̼̙_̢̣͖̜̬͎̲͖̞̐̽ͯ̓ͤͪ͊͐ą̯̘̼͍͚̻͎̯͖̠͚̜͍̈́ͮ͊̆̔ͯ͊̌̎̃͑̾͋ͦ̓͑͆ͫ͊͌ͭ̚͟͞c͉̤̰͔͉̙̊̓̓͛̀͛ͧę̛̬̼͎͚̥̖̝̼̗̣̝̞͉̻̮̰ͤ̅̅̽̀̆ͩͫ͂̄̽́̏͂͊ͬ͛̃̀̈̇̏ͭ̊͑͝͞ͅs̢̓́͊́̌ͅ f̩̠͚̙̼̝͖̌̿̀̑ͣͬͤͤͧ̈́͌͠͠a̡͓̻͍̫͖͇̩̘ͦ͌͗̔̅ͅḑ̬̥̱͇̟̗̙̆ͨ͒ͯ̚e̴̛̻̖͍͚͉͉̾̑̓͆̏͌ͭͥͤ̇̃̇͟͡ a̴̶̶̢̛̘̘͇̜̹̤̼̱͔͉̗͌̍͗͆ͧ̌̈́̎̇ͬ̆ͥ̈̅̾ͤ̒͊̃̽̒̚͟͜͜͠͞wa̷̶̯͚̥͕̪̙̘̯̙̫̹͓͓͂ͤ̃̐̉ͨ̒͂͒̋̑̉͗͂̈̆ͮ̇̉ͫ̂̆ͣ̇͛ͧ̃̇̕͟y̶̟̺͕̹̹͓̗̞̪̩̲̹̜̱̗̱̠̬̹̲̏ͬ̎́̓̂̓͆ͧͬ̀̄̂ͦͯͮ̂ͧͫͩ̈͘͟͞ͅ
ł₦ ₳ ₴₭Ɏ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₦ɆVɆⱤ ₴ɆɆ₴ Đ₳Ɏ.
S̷̢̢̛̩͉̰͎̟̳͓̞̙̦̳͚ͭ́̔̉̀ͪͤͣ̇̔ͭͩ͞e̻͔͔̤̋ͩ̆̾ͬͧ̒ͨ͂̈͗̃ͩ̆͛͡_̵̞͑̃̊̉̐͒ͮ͑̄͟w̷̴̵̡̧̻͖̝̭̥̣̙̩̤͖̰̪̠̠̘̦ͮ͛ͤ̅ͬ́ͥ̅̓ͤ͗͛̿̈̀ͣ̈̐͛͜͠n̘̮ͤ̉ͮͅ f̢͇̿̂ͩ_̖̯̼̗̠̜̭̾̾͒̏̒́́ͨ̋̾͠r̡̢̩̪͈͖̥̠̪͖̮̜̈̍̿ͯͫͨ̈́̀ͯ̕͢͠ò̸̷̟̤̫͎̯̭ͮ̊ͪͫ̈͡ͅm͖ͧ̊̒̓͑̊͆͆ ą̵̷̢̛͈̖̠͔̦̣̹̝̝̗̤̯̜͔̺͖͉̇ͦͯͩ͑ͧ̏̍̾ͥ̋̄̅͒̒̅̕͞͝͞͡ d͙̺̻̹̯̮̭̩̥̠̭͕̥̯̻̩ͦ̋ͦ͂ͥ̓̏̔̇̄̀ͦ̀͠͞ͅeͫͯ_̵̛̠̝̩̭̲̗̲́ͤ̋ͤ̿̈́̽ͩ̀ͪ̄̾̕͢͠͝͞a̤͈͕̦͖ͥ̂̔d͎ͫ͡ s̶̨͙̫͒́ͬ͞_̧̨̩͕̫͎̳̭͇̼̬̙͚͇̬̃́̀̀̉̂͋̿̅ͪ͢͢͠͠͝t̡̨̡͔̼̹͍͚̥ͩͬ̽ͤ͂̈̌ͬ͝a̡̨̨̡̢̝̲̙̗̖̞̮̟̥ͩ͐ͮ́ͫ̇̐͊̎ͨ̃́ṛ̡̢̛̟̥͖̲̻͍̠͎̭̦̖͍͔̩͌͊ͣ͌̅̽̐ͣͣ̌͊́̉̓ͪ͌ͫ͒ͩ͒ͣ̽̿̚͜͝͞ͅ ď̴̼͖̉͛ͨ_̢̧̘͇͇̭̯͎͈̖̣͙͙̋͛̒ͭ̊ͮ̄ͨ̎ṟ̵̛̛̬͈͈̫̬̫̠͎̜͗̅̒ͨ͆̀̄̅͒̕͘͢͡ę̵̴͇̳̅ͬͫ̈̈̐̑̏̃͟͡͡s̵̡͉̭͎̳̞̩̳̓̽̾ͮͣ̒̀͛ͫͪ̈́̅͢͞ͅṡ̴̰̝͙̥̝̝̭͈ͣͬ͛̈̔ͤ͑̆ͮ̒̚̚͘͝͝ͅ.