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[u]Banquet, Academy
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There are no words for this scene. His voice fails him. His eyes cannot move. Orpheus is utterly transfixed by the scene before him.

He has seen this before. Upon that boat, where so many heroes crossed paths, where legends intertwined, both waxing and waning, the muse bore witness to them all. That is why, he could declare with absolute certainty what all here were witnessing.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dbzlte_EaWQ]The Birth of a brand new Legend. [/url]

The final stand of the Faker who cast aside his lie to die as who he truly was. The death and rebirth of a Master doomed to nothing but misery, now reforged into something greater. Impossibilities- a word given meaning by how Heroes overcame them. 

The acts of the Faker show that he will die here. He chooses death- and for that alone, he would garner respect from any of the heroes here. But from Orpheus, it is his choice to live in these final moments that stirs him. 

Commodus throws a pebble into the infinite sea, a prayer upon prayers to save his Master as “Commodus”, to truly save him. And from those chaotic waves, a hand catches the pebble and swims to shore. He cannot be called simply saved- he has chosen to save himself, to live on with the will that has been passed down from his Servant. 

This story will not be tarnished here. It shall burn bright, for the Faker’s final moments, for the Master’s now endless future ahead. 

One final song for the night, then. The Faker will have his send-off, and the Master will suffer no harm. Orpheus settles in next to the Masters, his last work complete. He himself is now as much a member of the audience as they are, every bit the spectator of the legend that unfolds before their eyes.