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[salvationfound]

[It's been entirely too noisy for the past few hours, and Kratos feels that the reason is familiar, but he can't quite put his finger on it. That's pretty frustrating for a guy like him. Nonetheless, he intends on staying inside and waiting it out. He's... really not in a social mood

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[kharlan_heroine]

[Not far from him is a familiar (sort of) figure. Yggdrasill-form Mithos stares into the windows of the shop, murmuring inaudibly.

But wait, is that really Mithos? Because if it is...

Where did those come from?]

[salvationfound]

[...No way. No. Way.]

...

[kharlan_heroine]

[He turns...

No, she. Definitely she. Her eyes widen when she sees him.]

Kratos...

[salvationfound]

[This world is toying with him. First he sees Mithos, now he sees a girl!Mithos.

He just shakes his head and keeps walking.]

[kharlan_heroine]

[That gets annoyed growl.] You know, the least you could do is respond, Teacher.

[salvationfound]

[Sigh.] This world is not your own.

[kharlan_heroine]

I know that. After being in Zelore for nearly two years, I'd better. It's Luceti. But you're still a Kratos, and I'm still a version of your student, and by the Four Arms of Origin this is confusing to talk about.

[salvationfound]

A version of Mithos... [Well, you look sane, even if you have... boobs.]

[kharlan_heroine]

Ugh, can we not put it that way? I'd rather not be compared to a raving lunatic any more than necessary.

[salvationfound]

Then what do you wish for me to call you?

[kharlan_heroine]

My name is Mistral. I'm... what your Mithos would have been, had Martel not died.

[salvationfound]

[Well now, that catches his attention.]

...

[kharlan_heroine]

[She chuckles, a little bitterly.]

Things... can be pretty different between dimensions, I've found.

[salvationfound]

...Indeed. Then... Martel lives on in your world?

[kharlan_heroine]

That's right. It's been... About a year since the tree's revival. We've been building up a city in the land around the tree to both protect it and serve as a refugee camp. We call it Kharlan, and it's under our direct jurisdiction.

Unfortunately, I've been gone from my version of Aselia for about two years now.

[salvationfound]

[And because he must ask.]

And... what of Lloyd?