Blue eyes opened slowly to find themselves in an unfamiliar place. Luna lifted herself up from the ground and surveyed her surroundings, but could not place anything she saw to landmarks she had seen before. The memory of calling forth the Tidemother rushed through her and left her winded, the Oracle now staring at her hands in front of her.
She was standing upright now, legs slightly shaky yet strong enough to walk. If she was dead, that meant that she had woken the Six and delivered the ring safely to Noctis… She had fulfilled that which she had set out from Insomnia to do. Naturally, it made sense for her to be dead at that point, considering how much it took a toll on her to heal people, let alone call the Astrals.
Her thoughts shifted to the people who had helped her reach where she stood now, which she could only assume was the afterlife.
Gentiana… You watched over me all these years. She had walked a fair distance by now, yet did not feel tired. Maybe the reality of being dead hadn’t truly sunk in yet, but she had to admit that she felt the best she had in such a long time. She felt light, as though she could leap into the sky and fly! Her bones did not ache, her head did not throb, her chest did not feel the tightness it once felt with each breath.
King Regis… Even after twelve years, you were just as kind and gentle as I remembered. She stopped to look around once more, still unsure of where she was. It felt as though there was no breeze, an eerie quiet having followed her this whole time. She also noticed that wherever she walked, it was devoid of life.
In the distance she saw a silhouette of what appeared to be a man. Who it was, she could not currently tell, but considering how she had met no other people so far, she wanted to take the chance to see.
Upon closing the distance, she recognized him immediately. It was Nyx, who had helped her escape Insomnia. She didn’t feel surprised, but at the same time, she wasn’t happy to see him here of all places, either. If he was here, that meant he was also gone from the world of the living.
She thought about how to call out to him, her brow furrowed ever so slightly. Even though it wasn’t the happiest of occasions to be reacquainted, she decided she might try to make a small jest, if only to lighten the atmosphere.
“Shall I assume you are not on guard duty this time? If so… then perhaps we can catch up on all that has happened, wouldn’t you agree?”
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