It's the end. The problems have been resolved. The situation has been handled. More than anything else... everything is over. The Flamines are gone, leaving nothing but rubble and odd, lifeless masks in their wakes, with a contract stating they will never return. The Tellus spirits have accepted a new Bridge, and seem pleased. CERES has gone eerily quiet, most likely giving up on Cerealia as a business investment once and for all. Mosley stands near the Research Tower, adjusting his tie one last time.
Tellus has been saved. Your world has been saved.
It's time to go home, isn't it?
Time to go home after a few goodbyes, anyway.  This is Mosley.
So, you're leaving, are you? And who's going to clean up this mess? Me? Do you picture me with, what, a broom in my hand and an apron around my waist? Well, I'll have all of you know that that's just not how it works here. I'm Public Relations, not housekeeping and the fact that none of you have ever really seemed to grasp that... well! It's a good thing I'm unemployed now, isn't it? Jerks.
Oh well, guess it's time to brush up my resume. What do you think of "freelance anarchist"? ... No? I suppose I was never very anarchic. Ah, that's the way the pastry dissolves as they say. I'll figure something out. As for you? Go home already. Get out of here. I never want to see your faces again. Shoo.
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PHASE I [ 08 30 ] Mosley does have a point though. With the Flamines gone, well... everything is kind of a mess. Buildings are on fire. Structures are crumbling. Debris litters the streets. Really, it's all a disaster. Do you really want to leave this like that? (Yeah, maybe you do.)
Either way, seems you've got some time before Occidi does her thing and saves your world. If you want to visit some old Cerealian haunts, or gather your belongings, or even try to put out some fires, now's the time.
Just watch out for some falling rubble.
It would really suck to die now, of all times. Pathetic, even. People will laugh.
PHASE II [ 1200 ] But hey, all of that aside -- this is it! It's the end, and you made it! Clearly, that means it's time for a party. And Cerealia is always down for parties. It doesn't take long for the remaining functioning bots, now turned back on by your neighborhood friendly Mosley, to get to work and set up a party amidst the rubble and wreckage. There's streamers and a few blow horns, a very soggy cake that might actually have been a stolen wedding cake from one of the closed down bakeries. There's also pizza, since the robots appear to be under the impression that "pizza parties" are a very important Cerealian tradition. It's the only fresh and hot thing around though, so might as well eat up.
So it's not really that party-like, if we're honest. There's not even any music! But they at least scrounged up a small disco light at least, and hey, someone found some booze!
It won't even have any weird affects, aside from, you know, making you drunk like normal alcohol does.
That's gotta be a Cerealia first.
PHASE III [ 1430 ] Want to say good-bye to Cerealia properly? Well... ViViD seems to be back up to snuff and functioning again. There isn't the wide variety of levels there once was, but the levels that do exist seem to be safe. Fight together with your friends, take on some quests, play a few more final rounds -- you won't even feel tired afterwards.
Looks like all of those questionable business practices that ViViD was being used for have disappeared just like CERES. Now you can just play and have fun, without fear of ulterior, sinister motives. It might be a good way to pass the time! Or at least feel a little nostalgic for a while.
(Though there are still some unfortunate glitches around, like accidentally getting put in that skimpy bikini armor, or ending up in the Wrong Level. Some things never change. Even the robots seem pretty amused every time it happens.)
PHASE IV [ 1600 ] And then, just like that... it's all over. Occidi appears, lifting one branch-y arm, and there's a feeling in everyone's hearts, like something clicking properly back into place.
And their worlds are healed and whole. Occidi fades back then, allowing them their goodbyes and farewells, but the portal won't remain there forever. It doesn't look much more than a ripple in air, wide enough to allow a good handful of people to go at once, and Occidi tells them --
It will remain open for half an hour, and no more. They will have to leave by then. They can leave together, to make certain they end up in the same place, and have to simply think of home. Those who would like to go home with others -- well, make sure you're holding hands, or something like that.
And if ever they want to come back, or go to another world, well... all they'll have to do is return to Tellus. It's doable, if they try, really, really hard.
The clock's ticking. Time to finally say goodbye.
BONUS [ why o'clock ] Well.
With the return of the other robots, it seems a few others have been turned right back on again. Namely the ones wearing dinosaur suits who want nothing more than to hug you.
The hug bots are back, and they're here to make everyone feel better, since everyone seems so very, very sad! They'll even drag more than one person into a group hug if it seems like that's what they need. Go on, it's your last chance to get manhandled by a robot. Why don't you just let them do it.
For old time's sake.
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There was a brief moment of stunned silence as Ankh attempted to piece together what just happened. First of all, he was unexpectedly laying on the ground with a robot thing on top of him. Secondly, said robot thing didn't seem interested in hurting him, which took a second to get through his head considering everything else that had happened recently. That said, it also didn't seem to have any intention of letting him get up.
The fact that it was dressed up as a hideously purple dinosaur only added insult to injury.
"Get the hell off of me!!!" So there was Ankh, attempting to wriggle out of its grip, possibly punching it to pieces in the process. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't having much luck against the robot's expert tackle hugging skills.
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"...are you okay?" Despite the casual tone of her question, she stood up and slowly began to approach. Waiting to see if there was anything she could do to help. "What happened?"
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The sight of someone approaching was almost heartening, until he realised the someone in question was Hikari, and if he wasn't succeeding in getting this creature off of him, he doubted the young girl would be able to do much to help. And then those questions.
"What do you think happened? This stupid thing jumped on me!" As if to illustrate the point, he smacked the robot as hard as he could in the side. Of course, the robot didn't seem the slightest bit bothered by that. If anything, it seemed to take it as an invitation to snuggle in that much closer.
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"It tried that on me, too. Tailmon chased the other one off."
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"Tailmon!" She called over to her partner. The feline in question was halfway down the street when she hear Hikari, coming to a halt. Turning back to see what was wrong. "We need your help here!"
She indicated towards Ankh.
After the initial relief that it wasn't her partner in trouble, Tailmon nodded and made a quick dash back towards them. When she was just a few yards away, she leapt into the air, spinning around and extending her feet in a Lightning Kick, aiming straight for the head of the...creature holding Ankh tight.
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Behind him, Hikari would be heard giggling from the sight.
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"What's with those things, anyway?"
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(That was certainly one word for it.)
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Most of which she didn't feel like repeating. Not that they were bad or anything like that. In fact, she was often inclined to agree with her partner. Most of the time. She just...didn't want to rile up poor Ankh. He still looked a bit tense from the previous 'attack'.
"It could be much worse, though. At least they're not firing at or attacking us."
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"For what it's worth...I'm glad that I got to see you again. Before we all go home."
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"I'm just glad to be done with this place."
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"You didn't like it here?"
Sure, there were plenty of things about this place to not like, but there were also some good things about it, too. And maybe it was because Hikari had always been convinced she'd go home eventually. Maybe it's because she was used to traveling to worlds besides the one she was born in...but being in Cerealia had never bothered her all that much. Not really. Not in a way she'd ever let anybody (give or take a few certain individuals) know.
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As for the question, he just raised an eyebrow and nodded toward the nearest thing that had been reduced to a pile of rubble. "Look at it." It wasn't much of a place to live anymore.
There was more to it than that, of course. Things about the way events here had affected him, and Eiji maybe moreso. But he wasn't going to say any of that out loud.
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"The damage is bad, I know. But...what's broken can be fixed again, right? Even if it might take a while."
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"You can stay here and fix it, then, if you care. I don't."
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"We might. For a little while. It depends on what Oniichan and Takeru-kun want to do."
Because if they say to go back home, she would follow them both.