Epilogue

There once was a saying in the land of Medietus: “What is neither possible nor impossible is neither achievable nor unachievable. All of it simply depends on the individual’s point of view.” 

That night, Ishida had a dream. It was nothing like any dream he had ever had.

Ishida found himself standing on the balcony of a seaside house at dawn. He was staring out at the dark ocean, watching as wave after wave lapped on the shore.

Seagulls flew by in the unlighted sky above him. A breeze gently shook the leaves of nearby palm trees. A bright yellow sphere was rising from the mountains, illuminating dark clouds and giving light to everything. 

Rays of light emerged from the calm waters, lighting up the area an