#phrodite

Speedrun.

Seriously though, felt like making a companion piece to what I just wrote like 20 minutes ago since that whole scenario is fresh on my mind. Yurika is one of my favorite segawa characters but I'm always a little afraid to tackle her since character voice is a weakness of mine so I hope it turned out okay.

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She’s free. 

Holy shit, she’s free.

After all these centuries, The Requiem Maiden is finally free.

The Cyuize accessories hang lightly but noticeably on her person. It's been so long since she felt any change. The sun shines on her face, a glow and warmth she missed dearly. It dances along her skin like fire, stinging just a bit after being in the shadows for so long. She breathes in and is met with a sweet, fresh scent that she inhales into her bones and it lifts a weight off her shoulders so great that she stumbles under it being taken off. Fukuro catches her and helps bring her to a steady standing position. She feels the ground beneath her feet and it doesn’t feel as if it would swallow her whole at any moment. Opening her eyes, it’s bright, so much brighter than she remembered. The grass is green, the flowers are white, and there’s a memorial she’s never seen before. Speaking of the war, the ones that had fallen, the ones now at rest. Reaching for it, supported by aliens of all people, it feels cool under her palm. 

It reaches back to her, and she can’t help but weep at the sheer force of the gratitude the stone pushes to her. She did her job. She did it well. 

The Requiem Maiden can stop singing her melancholy song, and she can rest too. She can see all the things Phrodite told her when she was still too far out of reach. She can be Yurika again, she can be a Mayflau again. She can have her sister back. Yurika can be free. 

And as her planet welcomes her back to it, she cannot help but think she wouldn’t want her freedom day to be anything but this. It’s simply… ideal. Perfect.

@a-regretful-rpg Day 15 - Crossover

Whoops, kinda forgot to finish this yesterday so have it today. Not super happy with it, but I think the concept of the sprites going through the process of rebirth on Calpucca instead of going to somewhere like the path from farethere to be something that could be fun to explore.

TW: Ghosts

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Phrodite didn’t fully understand the way her powers worked. While her mentor was great and did so much to try and set her up for success, there are some things that simply cannot be taught. She is learning this the hard way. Calpucca is a land of spirits, of those who cannot pass on yet. It is also a planet of rebirth. From her studies, these places aren’t too common when spirits remain on their own home planet’s “realm” so to speak, but instead, usually rebirth occurs in spirit realms beyond the one she resides in. A place she may never see.

And since the spirits, sometimes called sprites, reside on her planet, they are her responsibility. Unfortunately, she has no idea how to talk with them. Mayflau naturally have an affinity, having descended from them after all, but she was always stilted in her responses and scared to make a wrong move. Sprites are fickle beings and she never wanted to accidentally cause one to become a ghost. Few experiences hurt more than that, the highway haunts her enough as it is. How she wishes she could change both those ghosts’ and Yurika’s state.

In theory, she might have the power to free ghosts from their state of “stuck” and allow them to become sprites so they can be reborn. Unfortunately, no one sent her a masterclass in the subject so, in actuality, she’s got no luck. She has to rely on her wits and tongue alone and isn’t that somewhat ironic. A goddess powerless to help beyond pleading and scheming, able to teleport and summon but unable to free. It hurts.

But even if she can’t rely on her powers, she was a force even before she received them. Perhaps she can find different ways to free her land from the shadows that look over it, and the sprites can stop glaring at her wherever she goes for their ghostly brethren. Perhaps even those new aliens could help. They seem like the kind and adventurous type.