whatever teasing expression had been on her face has certainly waned now. there's something particularly cruel about something so horrifying being tied to a scent so lovely. she's never heard of anything like it — people turning into flowers upon death. ]
... That's awful! What do they die from?
[ a gommage, whatever that actually means, suggests these people aren't dying of old age. ]
( it feels strange to explain this to another person. everyone in lumiere knows about this since childhood, but he sees the horror in her expression, and his chest gives an ache. )
We don't really know.
A being called the Paintress shows up far off in the distance but we can still see, paints a lower number than the year before, and every single individual who is that age... they turn into flower petals, and they're gone.
We send off Expeditions to try to learn more, try to defeat her, of course, but-
( they face a rather large threat, the threat of someone that has the power of a god at the very least. )
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whatever teasing expression had been on her face has certainly waned now. there's something particularly cruel about something so horrifying being tied to a scent so lovely. she's never heard of anything like it — people turning into flowers upon death. ]
... That's awful! What do they die from?
[ a gommage, whatever that actually means, suggests these people aren't dying of old age. ]
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We don't really know.
A being called the Paintress shows up far off in the distance but we can still see, paints a lower number than the year before, and every single individual who is that age... they turn into flower petals, and they're gone.
We send off Expeditions to try to learn more, try to defeat her, of course, but-
( they face a rather large threat, the threat of someone that has the power of a god at the very least. )