Back in town, someone is lying in bed, looking up at the stars.


    You''ve met them before, but you probably don''t remember. That seems to be their lot in life, noticed briefly once and then quickly forgotten. Even more so now, ever since that weird, weird night.


    The night with that big orange monster, and everybody throwing fireballs, and the explosion. Ever since that night things had been really weird.


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    Even fate had basically forgotten them. The one that spooled out for them in the old way of things wasn''t particularly cruel, but it wasn''t very kind either. It was more of what they had. Obscurity. Ignorance. No connections to anyone, really.


    They shot straight up in bed when they felt it. Something had changed! Something had...had shifted. Everything was somehow subtly different.


    It was the exact moment Kyle''s fist hit Sylvanandra''s chin. They had no idea they''d brushed against the power to sense back itself. A few moments later, when the shifting sensation did not return, they rolled over and went to sleep.


    But everything still felt different. Across the universe, thing slotted into place.


    And the third of Kyle''s wishes was granted.