Alabaster: The Doomed Session - BACK FROM THE DEAD IN 2023

Batori: Leave Ginneo's Territory.



- Ґime ╙or you Ґo deparҐ. You sҐill have Ґhis business in your ҐerriҐory…
- Could you cast some yllumynatyon on thys last enygma?
- I have no idea. Ґhe RevoluҐion of PerpeҐuaҐion... Our ConcomiҐanҐs are obsessed wiҐh iҐ.
- From my memoryes of your past pyxelemental, Y can unearth a thematyc lynk v-vyth a reoccurryng sayyng.






- "The flesh must grov-v."







- Can you hazard some extrapolatyons?
- I... No. I heard iҐ someҐimes in our ҐerriҐories, buҐ -
- Maybe yt ys lynked to the Progeny lore?
- Maybe.






- My dyamond, Y do not v-vysh to leave. Your company warms my mynd and body. Y must confess, I feel the compulsyon to talk more about my sentyments…
- I can'Ґ do Ґhis righҐ now, BaҐs.
- Uncertaynty deploys yts greyv-vysh v-vyngs. Y fear of my mystakes yf Y'm not balanced...
- I wish I could help. BuҐ righҐ now, moirail duҐies are Ґoo much ╙or me.






- I WILL help, o pale gem. We are bound and ╙aҐed Ґo equilibrium. BuҐ I need Ґime. I jusҐ need Ґime.






- Then recess you shall have. Up to the stars Y go, bryngyng your soul v-vyth me.
- And I'll have you wiҐh me. We will always be Ґhere Ґo balance each oҐher.