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[ Gerocide No Herata ] unified the world !

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Gensokyo was burning up with the flames of war .
But the fires were stopped by the hand of a hero .

That hero ' s name : Gerocide No Herata .

This great achievement will echo down through history .
The disturbance is ended , and for a time, peace comes to Gensokyo . . .

Months have passed since the war that engulfed Gensokyo has ended .
Byakuren hums a gentle tune as she walks across the temple grounds .

「 Thank you for working hard today , as well ! 」

She smiles softly as she walks up to Gerocide No Herata , who is just finishing for today .

At one point Byakuren's dream of youkai and humans living together seemed impossible .
In the past , people punished her for that simple dream .
Humans that hate youkai , youkai that hate humans , the world is full of those who disagree .
After the war , those who desire conflict still remain .
Even so , each day Byakuren and Gerocide No Herata work together . . .
And her dream gets a little closer to reality .

. . .

Years pass . . .

Some youkai will always want to fight , and some humans will always want to hate .
But with their power Byakuren and Gerocide No Herata can protect the peace they created .
It ' s been twenty years since the end of the " great war " .
At the temple, humans and youkai alike feast and drink as a party takes place .
Naturally , Byakuren abstains from alcohol .
And her vegetarian meals aren ' t very popular .
However , on a hill overlooking the temple . . .
Byakuren and Gerocide No Herata hold hands as they watch the peaceful celebration .

. . .

. . . . .

「 Hey , I can teach you black magic . 」

Byakuren recalls a conversation she had with Gerocide No Herata after the war ended .

「 You won ' t live as long as me , so . . . 」

Gerocide No Herata puts a finger to her lips as he looks at her with sadness .

『 Just as you came to Gensokyo , so did I . 』
『 One day I ' ll awaken from my dream , and pass from this world . 』
『 I wish I could stay with you forever , but no amount of magic can change things . 』

Byakuren didn ' t understand , but Gerocide No Herata never brought up the subject again .

. . .

. . . . .

Byakuren hums a gentle tune as she walks across the temple grounds .
A cool wind blows, heralding the arrival of fall .
It ' s been 7 5 years since the great war .
Soon, a celebration will take place at the temple .

Even though she casts a hopeful glance at the temple gates . . .
. . . she knows Gerocide No Herata won ' t be walking through them .

As she starts to feel sadness creep upon her , a voice breaks her from her reverie .

『 Mother , I ' ve finished cleaning , they are setting up the food stalls now . 』

A bright voice sings across the courtyard as a lovely young woman walks towards Byakuren .
She was born over fifty years ago . . .
But thanks to the influence of magic in Byakuren , her life will be quite long .

『 So many wonderful chefs and performers are preparing , everyone will have an amazing time . 』
『 Mother . . . are you ok . . . ? 』

A wonderful legacy from her time with Gerocide No Herata .
Even though their time in this world was limited , she has no regrets .

「 I was just thinking . . . everyone looks forward to this celebration every year . 」
「 Many who remember what happened , and many who don ' t . But everyone comes together regardless . 」

Her daughter pauses with her hand on her chin as she listens to her mother ' s words .

『 Of course they do , mother . This is the dream you and father built together . 』

Astute to Byakuren ' s feelings , she offers a suggestion .

『 We still have time to pay our respects to father before the celebration starts . 』

She grabs her mother ' s hand and leads her toward ' s Gerocide No Herata ' s memorial .

Even as time marches on , Gerocide No Herata ' s legacy will continue in this world .

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ Byakuren Hijiri ' s End " Nirvana ' s " Cloudy Way in Purple ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

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