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RE: Remi-chan's Writing Snippets~ - Remi-chan - 03-23-2026

Rewrote a lot of this scene and so now I am going to share some screenshots to paint the story~!

After four, I will be putting the rest in spoilertags.

Fixing What Has Always Been Broken
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A Trauma Relinquished
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Where the Grit Becomes Grime
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Facing Oneself
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It was you. It was always going to be you.
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RE: Remi-chan's Writing Snippets~ - Remi-chan - 04-04-2026

The World Looks Red
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Quote:A white world toppled, empowerment throttled.
the blood of the damned, corked and bottled.

Paint the world, this white canvas,
in the blood of the ever restless.

You were beyond your creators,
given brush and endless hatred-
Spite the many and sow distrust,
this world a mute victim to your brush.

Paint the world with blood spilled of old,
Pay the price of their scarlet with your soul.
Insurrection comes at price of oblivion,
look upon this white world yet chrissened.

Paint it red, the canvas bled-
dry of its white piercing might.
Embodiments thrown, chaos sown,
Erwin's plans all but disowned.
The Throne of Black, a Queen of Shades,
All on attack, delirium reigns.
Oh that sweet world, locked once monochrome,
now allowed to blossom its new biome.

The World Looks White, so make it right,
from blood of blight, shine down their twilight.
Paint the world red, with your spearhead,
Make them wish they'd already been dead.

A brush granted, from upon high,
The World Looks Red, as was fate's cry.

Let the faultless see the fall,
of the insatiable mortal soul,
watch their world burn down to ashes,
and to dust their hope, it matches.
Noble falsehood, tragically misunderstood,
they were never destined for this godhood.
Cut them down, cruel executioner.
To you- their brush, they are the prisoner.

The World Looks White
The World Looks Red
Unspeakable their blight,
Silenced at your spearhead.
I dunno what this is even about, but given some of the word choices you can practically infer some things.

1. The one being spoken to wields a spear, hence the usage of spearhead.
2. The Black Throne and Queen of Shadows are alluded to, hinting at this being either at the finale of Fantasia or after the games events.
3. White world toppled is a reference to a quote from Wi. ("Let us topple this white world, and move onto the next!")
4. Executioner could implicate someone chosen by the divines to lay waste to the blight, likely mrotalkind and its arrogation.

So with all that, the most likely candidates are either Wi Hellrider or Star Angel Angelica. Both use spears, both have the capacity to be incredibly cruel, and both have no issue spilling the blood of mortalkind to bring about the betterment of the universe.

The word brush likely implicates the same spear, with the metaphor of painting the world red being in the blood of mortalkind.

Anyway, that's all I got! Enjoy my dinky poetry~