Epilogue: Severed Strings

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 Trillions upon trillions of possible outcomes.

Pretty crazy, right? One wrong combination, and boom. Everything you've built, and shaped, and dreamed of...

Gone in an instant.

They look so distraught. I don't think I've ever seen an astral body cry. Even when I killed the ones in my dimension, they showed not even a fraction of the despair these two are feeling.

Despite everything, I'm not completely heartless, you know. It's easy to lock away your heart, but hard to keep it completely locked forever. I truly feel bad for Gemini. Maybe it's compassion, or maybe I'm just getting weak. Whatever it is, it doesn't matter.

Because I've realized something fascinating.

Almost every Lunar has a common thread. Hatred. Anger. Hurt. We were puppets. Maybe we always will be, no matter how much we try to forget the past.

But this one... he's different. Oh, one reason is obvious. Not many of us have superpowers, or whatever the hell he's got going on there. Blue lightning, or something. Nothing compared to my Newton Star, of course.

That's not all, however.

Yes, all of us are puppets. A few of us became puppeteers. This Lunar, though?

I think he severed his strings altogether.

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I wonder how long it'll take them to realize that he's still alive...

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