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Fun Fact. The new leader of the Blue Lions this year is She wields some kind of lance with an axe attached to the head and walks around with two retainers of unknown origins. Aka the Maplestory Three Houses crossover literally nobody asked for. How about if I want to search up the other ships in Maplestory? What are the other names? If their names are formed using only two words, just use them without altering. Major spoilers for Lacheln questline.
I strongly recommend watching "Dream City Lacheln Quest [ MapleStoryQuest ]" by Shiang on youtube if you haven't gotten to lvl and done the Lacheln questline, otherwise you're going to be pretty confused.
With that being said, have fun! Gasmask teeters on the edge of the Arcane River, dream-bright fairy-lights illuminating his dull brass mask. He is confident, here- in this town drained of music, where weakness makes his arms shake beneath his cloak and eyes droop. The final sleep is coming for him, and he knows it. When Lacheln breaks and Lucid awakens from her dream, he will cease to exist. He toes the edge, wary, but not of it's waters. He knows he is neither human nor Erdas, neither real nor unreal, no matter what the Adventurer says.
A realistic illusion, a heat haze nightmare. The water cannot disintegrate what does not exist. Ergo, those shimmering waters cannot destroy him. The traitor cocks his head, eyes serious, smile unsettling.
There is something stretched about that smile, Gasmask thinks. Before the Adventurer came, there used to be more of the Enlightened. There were at least a few dozen of them, and they all stumbled into the Hideout with fear-filled eyes that gradually shifted into genuine warmth. Together, they had built a ragged, filthy but safe home, safe from the Cleaners.
Together, they had had real happiness in a place full of manufactured grins and artfully imitated giggles. He and the Old Man hadn't always been alone. And then a melancholy stranger with long, dark hair had shown up on the streets of Lacheln. He had to be an Enlightened, Gasmask could tell. Perhaps a particularly dull one. Although he still drifted through the pathways with a frantic kind of joy that all of the Unenlightened had, sightseeing with a fevered look in his eyes, there was a bone deep tiredness that dragged at his every movement, made him slouch, made his feet stumble.
This man was not truly happy, Gasmask had thought. He wasn't happy when he was supposed to be. He must have taken off his mask, and it must have been pure, dumb luck that he hadn't been caught by the Cleaners yet. The man must have been falling out of the dream, the Gasmask knew, and so, he grabbed the man and ran. Taken him home to the Hideout. Shown him to the Old Man, look, here's another one. Spirits tinged sickly pink twisted angrily around his knuckles, raged through their little home, a overwhelming miasma of negative energy choking, blurring their sight. A strange mix of hesitation and confidence.
He couched his voice in sympathy, and continued. I can't have you destroy my only chance left. Gasmask has no idea how he survived that attack. When he had awoken, he had been bruised but not broken, damaged, but not beyond repair. The same couldn't be said of his friends.
The same couldn't be said about his home. The Old Man had been alive, but barely. His memory had never been the same. He couldn't quite remember the violet-eyed traitor, even if the gaping gash across the back of his head clearly did. He reigns in his emotions, lets them lurk under the surface, ready to be called out.
He will use this emotion, he thinks to himself. He will use this rage. He faces the traitor, and speaks. I've sent the Adventurer on their way. They're immune to Lucid's powers, and they will stop her for good. You hear that? Your master's going down. The traitor doesn't say anything. The months since Gasmask last saw the man have not been kind. There are bags beneath his traitorous purple eyes, and his skin must have turned paler and paler by day, to be this unhealthy pallor.
He is the sharp kind of handsome, now, when once might have looked at him and called him kind. Lucid might have brought him happiness, but no dream lasts forever.
Disgust turns his gut. Have you ever bothered to think beyond your own happiness? I'm nothing like you. The traitor suddenly laughs, unhinged, uncontrolled. He turns to face Gasmask fully, hair flaring with the force of his movement, and the paper mask has torn- there is nothing to him but a maniac despair. The mad traitor giggles, and then he bends over and starts laughing hysterically. For them," the traitor whispers, his voice like broken glass to sweep away.
She is grim now, resolute and strong. She holds the pen like a weapon, circling the area beyond Chew Chew Island where Phantom's information gathering had pointed to Lilin's location. Mercedes puts a comforting hand on her fur-caped shoulder and nods. Evan strokes Mir's neck and does the same. Luminous inclines his head grimly, and then scribbles down more details to hash out with Evan later, because they are the only mages around now, and they need to use all that intelligence to the utmost.
Phantom vanishes in a brilliant flare of cards, heading back to the Lumiere to make arrangements. Consequently, when Lilin leaves, he becomes even more paranoid and fearful not knowing if she's alive or dead and backhandedly blaming himself for itbut this only causes Lilin to grow even more resentful of him when they meet again. In turn, Lilin claims cut ties with him but the fact that his actions still bother her so much is proof of an underlying longing.
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