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Ben smiled. It appeared that he was pleased with the happy ending. Andre felt, though, that some things had gone unresolved... but that was life. And if this was allegedly a tale shown by a real dungeon...

"Where was the dungeon you learned this from?" Andre asked.
 
From where she sat cross-legged, Isidora put down her tea. Her awe at the sheer effort and spectacle of the story suppressed her desire to blurt out a Wait, that's it? when it abruptly ended. Until now, she had gotten used to the strangeness of this world serving as either an obstacle or a tool. She never thought it could be used to create something this cool.

Still, the story seemed so half-finished. What of the war? The mountain? The nidoran's mistaken purpose? So many questions left to just end on some platitude about friendship. I guess he can't help it if he can't 'see' any farther. But, if he's recounting a memory he gleaned from a dungeon, there's a high chance it's historical. She found herself pondering it, wondering too just what this dungeon might have meant by it all.

"So, why were they trying to climb the mountain in the first place?" she asked. "To 'defy fate,' sure, but what were they looking for up there?"
 
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