>>20673712
"Do you want to talk about it? Might help you sort things out that way. Or do you just want me to shut up and keep you company?"

>>20673712

"So do you want to fuck?"

>>20673790
I'm no good at this stuff, but I'm specifically against this chucklefuck.

>>20673746
This seems good as far as I can tell.

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"Do you want to talk about it? Migh help you sort things out that way, or do you want me to shut up and keep you company?" this was a little hard to deal with. Gestalt wants help, but she doesn't want to talk about it. She's not exactly giving you a large variety of options, so the best thing to do now is to talk up front.

"I-It's... complicated."

"What, is this a break up? Hehehe." a light-hearted chuckle escapes you. Gestalt looks away uncomfortably. Wow, it's really hard to talk like this with her. It just gets more awkward. The tension gets thicker with each passing second. It's rather suffocating for the both of you. You saw the same images that she saw, probably through the Varian sync. "So Gestalt, your real name is Cie-"

"Please don't c-call me that." she cuts you off before you can even finish the sentence.

"What... why?"

"Only... my s-sister can c-call me that."

>"Whatever you say, Ciel."
>"Alright, alright, I get it. I'm leaving."
>"You're really worried about this, aren't you?"
>What to do?

>>20673898
>>"You're really worried about this, aren't you?"

>>20673898
"Alright, no need to upset. I understand that you're worried, after suddenly getting so much back."

>>20673898

"Whatever you say Ciel."

>>20673898
"Alright, sorry. It isn't easy, getting so many memories back at once. Especially bad ones."

May as well guide her back towards Cadencia's place.

>>20673898

>>"Whatever you say, Ciel."

>>20673898
>"You're really worried about this, aren't you?"

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"You're really worried about this, arne't you? I understand that you're worried, though, after suddenly getting so much back."

"Y-yeah." Gestalt doesn't answer with a full sentence. She just nods her head, says one word, and walks on. Knowing what the problem is is certainly one thing, but solving it? Completely different ball field.

"So what do you want to do?"

"I don't k-know. I just want t-to be a-alone for now."

That irks you.

From the bottom of your heart, it causes you pain. She always wants to be alone, always off in the distance where no one can see her. Something about that just makes you mad. Weren't you there for her? Weren't the others there for her?

>"Why do you keep running away?"
>"Alright, you can be alone. It's fine."
>What to do?

>>20674031
>wanting to be alone
>get criticized by a basement-dwelling anon who was just the same
Not really one to criticize here, Freddie.

>"Why do you keep running away?"
"Running away isn't always the answer, you know. I'm intimately familiar with that."

>>20674031
"You probably think it's best to deal with you're problems on your own and that others would just be annoyed if you asked for help. Just remember that I -and everyone else- would gladly help you, whatever you need. I'll leave you alone now, though; If you really think it's best."

>>20674031
>"Alright, you can be alone. It's fine."

>>20674031

"Why do you keep running away?"

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Distancing oneself away from those who want to help, or those you can make friends with hurts. Once again, Brunstault is right about you, yourself, being a hypocrite, but you didn't care. Gestalt was going to make the same mistake, distancing herself from those that can help her.

"Gestalt."

The girl turns to face you.

"You realize running away won't solve anything, right? If you keep going on alone, you're just going to keep the pushing the people that want to help you away." you were speaking to Gestalt and yourself. "If you keep doing it like this, I know exactly what will happen. You'll lock yourself up forever, not wanting to share your pain with others. If you think it'll inconvenience us, it won't. You think it'll annoy us? No, it hurts us when you don't even consider talking to us. I've only known you for a short time, yes, but I'd still like to help you in anyway I can."

Ciel, Gestalt, whichever name the lone girl went by, turns away from you, with her eyes closed. "... Y-you t-think you u-understand? ...Do you?"

>Yes, I understand it.
>I'm not saying I understand.
>What to do?

>>20674181
"I don't, because you wont let me understand. I want to help but I don't know how."

>>20674181
"I'm not saying I understand what you've gone though. But I am saying keeping it to yourself won't help you and it's just going to isolate you more from us. I want to help you however I can but every time I try, you push me away."

>>20674181

>I'm not saying I understand.

>>20674181
>I'm not saying I understand.
"I'm not saying that I understand what you went through, or your feelings. But I am saying that I understand what you're doing, because I used to do it. And it didn't fix a single goddamned thing."

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"I'm not saying I understand what you've gone through, I don't think anyone can. I'm saying that keeping it to yourself won't help you and it's just going to isolate you further-"

"W-what gives you t-the right t-to lecture m-me on this?"

"Huh?"

"Y-you... I know how y-you feel. I feel it t-through the Varian link." the originally monotone girl looks to the ground, gritting her teeth. "I'm fine. I'm fine. Don't bother me a-anymore." she pivots on her leg, and walks onward, completely disregarding your advice and your care.

"Wait, Gestalt!"

"DON'T follow m-me!"

"I... uh.."

"Don't." afterward, she vanishes as she runs away into the plaza.

>Run after her!
>No, she doesn't want to be with you. No one does.
>What to do?

>>20674264
>Run after her!

I don't like the other option so i'll go with this.

>>20674264
>You dun goofed. Leave the girl alone.
We are so fucked on Gestalts relationship.

>>20674277

Run. I don't like this. I don't like it at all.

>>20674264
Leave her alone. Fuck it. Getting tired of everytime we try to help her, she just says she wants to be alone and pushes people away.

>>20674264
>Give her the privacy she wants
Sometimes privacy is what people need.
We obviously misread the situation. As always.

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Nothing you could say or do would get through to her. Was she one of those kinds of people? So stubborn, it was like talking to a brick wall? It certainly seems that way. Her own logic overwrites those that she talks to, and she can't understand, or maybe she doesn't want to. "Later." is all that escapes your lips as you turn tail and walk the other way.

That girl was so infurirating. "Tch... Gestalt, I'm just trying to help." the walk away, you have your hands in your pockets, just trying to think of a solution but there was none. You've tried talking to her, showing her, and that was it. The frustration of being helpless wasn't something you could cope well with.

It just annoys you. It prods at you from the inside out.

"D-dammit..." something awakens. A deep desire to help Gestalt, regardless of her words, regardless of everything around you. Something eggs you on from the inside. 'Go to her. Go to her.' it says.

>Push the feeling inside, it's just you being altruistic
>Give in, go find her
>What to do?

>>20674403
>Give in, go find her

Who am i to ignore the voice in my head?

I know it's you Clive. Whatever you have planned, i hope you know that i think you are a gigantic faggot.

>>20674403
>>Give in, go find her
Bah. Fine. Give it one last shot. Maybe if she can feel us through the Varian link, we can feel her feelings as well and this is the result of that.

>>20674403
It might be the Varian link. It does go both ways. Gestalt could be asking for help.
No way to know, just something yo think about.

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The screaming voice from inside wins. It was getting annoying, and even unmanagable. To satisfy its whim, you turn around and run through the crowd, trying to catch up to the lonely girl. It was still yelling at you, that voice.

Something is wrong. Terribly wrong, but you can't fight against the voice that continues to call upon you from the far reaches of your heart. There's a large staircase now that leads up to a balcony that overlooks the clouds below.

Someone could jump off of it.

Gestalt's sorrow finally reaches you.

It's then silenced.

>Go check the balcony
>Look around downstairs
>What to do?

>>20674481
>>Go check the balcony

>>20674403
>Give in, go find her
Tell her we'll shut up this time.
Dumb voices in our heads, making us do things.

Would jumping off a balcony even do anything to a superhuman like Gestalt?

>>20674481
>Go check the balcony

>>20674481
>Go check the balcony
This voice is awfully unhelpful.

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"GESTALT!" the run up the stairs is a quick one. One step after another and you're there in no time. "Gestalt!" you look down the balcony, and into the sea of clouds below. There it is, the magnificent figure of the Varian.

'This is my burden. No one else can carry it. Not even those who care about me. I'm sorry, Cassandra.'

Those thoughts are Gestalt's. "What are you doing?" you already know the answer before even opening your mouth. It's natural that the Varian know where Herious is, they're both counterparts. Gestalt is going alone to fight and defeat the monster. Wait, that means that Herious is alive! "Wait, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" you lean over the balcony, unable to reach Gestalt.

That idiot. Suicide. It was suicide.

"Oh, seems you're in quite the pickle!" an unwelcome voice. The voice of the man whom you hate, the man whom you despise with such righteous fury. "Sup partner?" Clive adjusts his derby. "Wanna draw?"

>"What are you planning?"
>Fuck Clive, leap off the balcony
>What to do?

>>20674561
>>"What are you planning?"
Fuck everything.

>>20674561
>Fuck Clive, leap off the balcony
I'd say to use the World Code to kill him now, but we're in the city and there might be collateral damage.

>>20674561
"Nope." while jumping off the balcony on to the Varian.

>>20674561
>>Fuck Clive, leap off the balcony
Gotta grab dat Gestalt.

>>20674590
Maybe berate her with a "Dammit Gestalt I need the Varian to kill Clive! You can't just go and get it trashed before I do that!"

>>20674561

Holy shit, i really called it!?

Anyways, fuck Clive, get to Gestalt.

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There was no choice in the matter. Clive wasn't important, as antagonistic as he is. One single jump, and you land on the railing of the balcony. "Nope." you stretch your arms out as if you were about to fly. The heels of your shoes tilt backward, as does your legs, and soon your entire body follows. The white hair on your hand dances haphazardly as the wind assails it. "GESTALT!" using your body, you turn to face the oncoming silver and black machine.

She looks up as she freefalls down to the same location as you. "I TOLD YOU N-NOT TO FOLLOW!"

"DENIAL!" you flick her on the head as you catch up. Afterward, you take her hands into your own.
"W-what?"

"I know I don't understand, but help me too! I know I'm not the brightest nor the strongest, but I can do my best as your friend! Trust me, believe in me for once, GESTALT!" you embrace her in a powerful hug as the two of you continue the descent into the Underworld and toward the Varian.

Once you reach the silver machine, you reach a hand outward toward the cockpit. A large, black circle blasts out before transforming into a multi-colored field of energy. "Huh...?" Gestalt watchs in amazement while still in your arms. Both of you materialize through the outside of the machine, and inside the cockpit. With Gestalt sitting on your lap, you look onto the screen to see the clouds covering the Underworld below.

"Don't you forget, we're partners, so we have to do this together." a faint smile toward Gestalt. The clouds below, the ones which shroud the Underworld in an everlasting darkness, even when the sun shines in the sky.

>Blow the clouds away
>Do nothing
>What to do?

>>20674743
>>Blow the clouds away
Let's give some people hope I guess.

>>20674743
"Let there be light. Fuck you, clouds!" remove cloud cover with extreme prejudice.

>>20674743
>Blow the clouds away
I'm not seeing a problem with this.
Probably means that there's going to be repercussions.

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"Looks like we're doing this." the thin, green threads that connect both you and Gestalt to the varian attach to the controls. "These people need hope, they need light so I'm going to finally give it to THEM!" the Varian begins to glow bright with the same multi-colored energy as before. Clive looks on from the balcony of Vernegard, a wide smile on his face. The Varian's wings begin to glow a bright green, then turn white. Afterward, what can only be described as a twisting rainbow bursts out from the back of the Varian. It reaches into the sky, beyond the atmosphere and into the outer rim of the planet of Aldria. It expands outward, like a tree, and soon encompasses 1/4th of the globe.

"What...the..." citizens in the Underworld look up into the sky, seeing the brightest light in the sky since the sun had been taken from them 1500 years ago. "Mommy, what's that?" one child says to her mother.

The wings dip down into the cloud cover, ripping it to pieces upon contact. It soon expands, its touch encompassing the entirety of the world. Soon, the wings vanish and the energy recedes back into the Varian. "Looks like I did it. Wasn't that hard." you sigh, looking back toward Gestalt who's awe struck. Her eyes, her face, it's frozen in place.

"Hey, Gestalt, are you okay?"

"... That ..." she can hardly form a single word.

>"What?"
>"I'm amazing, I know."
>What to do?

>>20674926
>>"What?"
Seriously, What?

>>20674926
"What? Something wrong? Please tell me I didn't do a bad thing."

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"What? Something wrong? Please tell me I didn't do a bad thing."

"N-no. Those clouds w-were actually r-remnants of Darkwyrm f-from 1500 years ago. I couldn't destroy t-them... you just d-did." she was still in shock as she spoke. "How? How?" a question that you want to know the answer to escapes Gestalt's lips.

"To be honest? I really just thought about it and did it."

"How?" Gestalt asks once again.

"I don't know." she sits down, still snuggly in your lap.

"Why don't we ask.. Brunstault?" Gestalt mumbles to herself.

Wait, wasn't Clive here?

>Forget Clive, go to Brunstault.
>Confront Clive, use this new power to destroy him.
>What to do?

>>20675022
Fuck up Clive on our way to Brunstault if he gets in the way.

>>20675022
Confront Clive but let's not go on a destroy rampage just yet. Let's try to find out what the hell he's planning.

>>20675022

Fuck up Clive real good.

>>20675022
>Forget Clive, go to Brunstault.
That fucker is in the city right now.
Attacking him will result in civilian casualties.

But if he starts a fight with us, we will kill him this time.

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In the city of Vernegard, there are people cheering for the gigantic rainbow tree that just appeared in the sky only a few seconds ago. It was magnificent, something of unmatched beauty. A gift from the Gods above, they thought. The Varian moves close to the ground and soon dissipates where Clive once was. Now, the guy was gone. Typical for a coward. The Varian vanishes into thin air as the two of you descend to the ground.

Gestalt is still in your hands.

"Well, let's get going to see Brunstault." she's sitting in your arms, in a bridal carry. She doesn't look at your or say anything she's completely quiet the entire walk. "Oh, right, sorry." you laugh to yourself and place the girl to the ground.

The nod is the only reply you get.

"I'm sorry if I offended you, or anything."

"..." no reply.

And it continues like this until you get to the inn.

End of Chapter 25
Breather chapter as we get back into it. Tomorrow will be longer!

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>>20675153
Quest over before I even get on...
Let's hope I make it in earlier tomorrow.

>>20675253
That...
That makes me somewhat sad.