[24 HOURS HAVE PASSED SINCE LAST CHECK IN.]
[DEPLOYING LAST RITES]
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[Watch the words shower.]
[But first, play this.]
[I found it fitting.]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvv0iNpElDU
[main content of chapter]
Story-chan awoke.
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Archivist''s Notes: The goal of this chapter is to give you what you want.
She got out of her bed of flowers, and found that her home had turned into a garden.
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And, by the way, she can''t read this. None of them can.
A garden of her own, beautifully styled, with a kennel and home for every catgirl, and a beautiful pond for the ducks. Harold had moved in. He had been revived by the force of the HAPPY ENDING, with his many isekai duck harem members, and they were peacefully sleeping on the sunset.
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The growl of her stomach told her that she was hungry, and so she decided to eat breakfast. She went to the kitchen, where Fayle Sayfe was already up, hovering over the stove. "Hiya Mom!" She smiled gently. "Knew you were tired from everything that happened, so I thought I''d make breakfast."
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For you, Pao, as a fellow gunmen, I''ve revived FS. She is a bit more well adjusted, but every bit the plucky person you chose as your Princess.
Right. What happened last night. They had argued about how Story-chan was being too controlling and not letting her daughter forge an identity for herself, after which she didn''t remember much of the rest of the night after crying and hugging each other for hours.
Fayle Sayfe had felt that it was time to leave the nest, and she had taken her...''business connections'' to the greatest distance she could, practically becoming the unoffical "mafia princess" of a vaguely legal empire. Not that they ever talked about it, for safety''s sake. But they both knew, and both loved each other just the same.
"Is your sister awake?"
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And for you, ILQC, you also get your wish...both of them.
The first is, of course, that everyone lives. YOU HATE DEATH, after all.
Only our own death will break that rule.
"Yeah. She said she wanted to head to the shops early to buy some goodies for Auntie Quack-chan. Hopefully we can find a story to help them with their headaches and insomnia soon."
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"Auntie" was a misnomer, implying that Quack chan was a mature woman in her thirties, when that wasn''t the case. She was barely older than Shark-chan, and Fayle Sayfe just kept the name just to tease her about it.
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With this ending, this story is once more...just a story. A performance meant to ONLY be viewed, and nothing else.
You complained about it, Critical-meltdown1, not knowing that it was that very magic that brought you here. That became the core of your affection towards her. That you yourself practiced, in a way, in your own witch blog. The ability to truly react to the real world.
And now it''s gone.
They are all alive, and well, and happy, and no one can change it anymore.
She was still in the process of setting up a streaming service for herself, but both video and streaming revenue policies were a nightmare to comprehend, causing many headaches and sleepless nights as she filed paper after paper on image rights and whether to hire someone to help her with model rigging software or not.
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Not even me. Maybe the previous author, but they have a new story somewhere else. Maybe you''ll find it?
They are ALL merely characters, now.
No more fourth wall awareness. No more interactivity. Each tower was connected to a tag and genre. And those tags were connected to me.
And I am no longer there. I am gone.
And Shark-chan was all too eager to help, whether by using her newfound connections to other stories to bring people to Quack, or just funding her equipment and expenses herself. Despite being the youngest, she was earning the most views out of all of them (legal views, that is), and it turned out that her shark-like instincts were visceral when applied to the world of inter-story finance.
She was also taking the time to better connect with her bipolar alter-ego, Gloomy-chan. Nowadays she was more confident than when first she referred to herself as such, but she still was pretty introverted. BoC-sama was still working on convincing Gloomy to try and talk to the other shark story...
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And so, this journey has ended.
You''ll have to find a new one to change your lives.
For now...it''s time to let go. Maybe you''ll see them again? Who knows?
All in all, it wasn''t perfect. It wasn''t the satisfying ending she wanted, but it was good enough.
Story-chan saw what she had created, and declared it was good.
Mmm, mmm!
[post chapter authors note]
QUALITY: LUCK OF THE RESTFUL FULFILLED!
Victory against the author itself achieved.