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Baklava Cookie throws a random assortment of goodies around the enemies, slowing them and causing periodic damage. During this time, cookies on his assortments take increased damage when knocked back through. After five seconds, Baklava Cookie will announce a "last minute sale" and flood the field with rowdy customers. Enemies who are caught in the finanial fraces are knocked back and forth through the field continously (comboing with his field), allies caught in it will instead gain DMG Resist. It's hard to spot people in crowds after all.
During the entire cast and effect, Baklava Cookie is immune against Confusion and Stuns. A merchant's eye can focus on a lot.

They've done it.

After the great Saint Deity had retreated into her castle, the world fell into an ice age. Temperatures fell. Life itself froze... but when absolution came in the form of another powerful being, who in exchange doused the kingdom in a state of eternal night, some were skeptical. The warmth had returned but would the darkness not kill them either... a group of individuals formed to find out who exactly this being was and maybe bring the light back without freezing everything.

They have ascended the Stellar Staircase. Defeated the beings that guarded it, weird scorpions, lions, even things like the Terrible Twins and the Horned Evil. Though the top of the case was quite anticlimactic, as they found themselves in an empty space. All they saw were stars around them and a figure in front, as dark as the night itself.

But when they start launching attacks at it, they could see how time slowed down. Projectiles travel like through honey, quick punches became visible, they were at a loss. But when they expected a flurry of attacks or anything like it, they just saw their friends vanishing.
---

Setsuna Jun


Setsuna could feel his moves speeding up again but before he could react, he fell down. His vision blurred again, he briefly lost sense of reality. Instead of the starry sky, he saw a bridge. Underneath him a strong current, he instinctively reached out to the bridge but couldn't reach it.
Setsuna saw himself, running away. His mind was about to fracture again, he wanted to scream...


when a hand suddenly reached out, grabbing him by his and pulling him out. For the first time in a while, Setsuna Jun felt relief. His perception shifted back to normal, he could stand on his own two feet now and he was back in the astral plane. The hand that grabbed him.

It belongs to a woman in a black dress and a witch's hat. Her clothing was adorned with little golden chains and cogwheels, as she looks... up at Setsuna. She wasn't very tall and apart from her clothing, she did not seem very special but her power could be felt. He did not want to risk anything yet, even with the voice telling him to just attack her.

"Oh dear, I could feel you... you've been frozen in time for a while, haven't you?"

Her voice was unique, as it not only has a weird accent, it also sports an underlying sound of a grandfather clock whenever she spoke. The woman takes Setsuna's hands, her hands were uncharacteristically rough for a witch, who usually were more ranged and didn't do much with their hands.

Setsuna's desire to assault her grew. And grew. But then, the witch spoke.

"I can see your past, Setsuna. I can see... a certain someone. Then a long pause. You have waited a long time for a purpose, haven't you?

The boy's murderous urge stops for a second. This was... the most friendly way of someone describing him ever since he woke up in this eternal midnight.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have intruded. My name is Iteral Lucenox. Hm... believe it or not... I was alive too when you were with Legion."

Something weird happened. His mind did not crash, he did not fall on his knees. Even though the name invoked something repulsive in his him, his heart racing again, Setsuna was able to maintain it. Stay on both feet. Almost like the witch was helping him stay focused. The burning grew though and all he could say...

"What... am I?"

The witch speaks again and as much as she wanted to sound smooth and motherly, the grandfather clocks made it difficult to convey. After that, she simply takes out one of her pocket watches from her bag and puts it in Setsuna's hand, as she presses it with his palm.


Setsuna could then see his past. All of it, Legion's rise, how he worked in it, his roles, the encampment... ... a saint... the confrontation at the castle...
When the flashback ends, the boy tried making sense of it. It succeeded mostly but all he lets out was a single tear and a name. "Chiara Lucente."

Iteral nods, closing her eyes and exhaling a little worried. "Someone important. A person who believed in you, in everyone. And even if your actions did not match her beliefs, your heart beats just like hers does." She turns her head slightly to look away from Setsuna. At first he was confused... but then he looks aside as well.

Navy. Or what his mind has made of his remains in the ice. The corruption of a corruption. Iteral was staring right at it with a stern look. All this time, Navy was whispering doubts, concerns and flaws into his mouth but for the first time ever, he shut up.

The sound of silence. Setsuna did not like it. He wanted to hear any voice again, except his.



"I can help you, Jun." Iteral says, a look of sadness painting her face. "I can't resurrect Chiara. My powers allow me to but death does not like being cheated. I should know." For a brief moment, Setsuna felt like he saw triple... three witches instead of one. "I can't bring her. But I can... let you join her." Even if it sounded like a threat, Setsuna could tell that Iteral did not mean it as one.

"I know you might not want to die. But I can ensure that, if you do, that you can meet her again. Set things straight. I can even try to set you back, so you can be clear-minded when-"

Setsuna now falls on his knees again. But instead of erupting into a fit and twitching like having an epilepsy, he just closes his eyes... folds his hands together and raises them above his head. He submits completely to her. Navy protests but this time, he is able to resist his calls. Iteral understands and simply taps the top of his head with a clock.

---
Setsuna finds himself still in the astral plane. At first, he thought that the witch scammed her. Simply bought time to discard him in space or something. But just as he was about to scream, a familiar voice from behind called out. "Setsuna, is that you my child?" He turns... to see a blonde haired woman, eyes red as rubies and with the same religious garments as people did during his time.
Since Setsuna was still on his knees, all he did is turn to her and get into the submission position again, closing his eyes as hard as he could while crying. He could not feel pain anymore but his heart was still pounding and his chest felt very hot.






"I AM SORRY CHIARA! I DID NOT KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING, I WAS A FOOL AND BETRAYED YOU SO OFTEN. THE BRIDGE, LEGION, THE HEART. IF YOU CAN EVER FORGIVE ME, I-"



He stops speaking when his lips met... a metallic cross. Chiara simply held it against his lips, while bowing down slightly. "There is nothing to apologize for, my child. I could see your intentions from the day I met you. Your actions were misguided and your heart knew that."

When he opens his eyes, he sees a pale hand reaching out. He takes it... it was soft, cared for and almost divine to touch. He opens his eyes and looks up, as his eyes met Chiaras soft expression. She did not say a word, simply pulling on his arms a little... and Setsuna understood, she wanted to pull him somewhere. He slowly got up and follows the Saint, still holding her hand. At first he feared the sound of silence again, or worse that Navy followed him here. But then he could hear... humming.
Chiaras humming to be specific. As they walk, she hums the songs of her life. The starting lullabies of her childhood, the religious songs of her sainthood, then a marching song from Legion. Then, a new creation. It uses the marching song as a baseline but this time she sings lyrics.

"When marching through coldest of nights,
When at your worst end,
Believe in the Saint Deity,
On her we solely depend.

That's what I was taught early on,
But soon I learned, that's not it,
Wait-ing, Float-ing
Just a wandering spirit.

Then I learn, her teachings are true,
But relying on her was foolish of me,
It's in us we seek,
improvement in,
So let's redeem your soul too.


It was obvious that Chiara... made some lyrics up herself. But she did not mind, it was a song she hums happily. Setsuna only needed one repeat... and then sung as well, as they walk through the endless skies.

They make a great duet.