human
Emilia:  Were the futures she would bear witness to all different from one another? Or would they be continuations of the one she just visited? The answer would come once she touched another light and saw its future. When she moved to the next light over from the blank space, it became a clear blue passage, like an azure sky—
gpt
Character_Name:  "It’s just like you said. That kid’s our enemy, and our wounds run deep. I can’t use healing magic, so even if we back out now, I might not be able to save you."
human
Character_Name:  "Then…"
gpt
Character_Name:  "But that kid’s still a kid—Isn’t this enough?" The scene differed from the one before, with two figures standing atop sheer cliffs with a commanding view. One of them had his back turned toward the deep forest behind him—she could not see his face. But she remembered his voice. It was one of the people closest to her. Perhaps not as much as the other person, but she definitely remembered him… The person atop the opposite cliff was on one knee, and as he knelt in this position, he was looking down at the other. Though she could not see his expression, Emilia could tell both of them were making terribly melancholic faces.
human
Character_Name:  "You’re…you’re a hero. You can’t be…anything but a hero…! !"
gpt
Character_Name:  "I…"
human
Character_Name:  "Thank you…for saving me, damn it! !" When the other figure reached out with his hand, the figure with his back turned lobbed words of gratitude his way. —It was a parting of nigh-unbearable sadness. It was a moment of parting marred by indelible despair.
gpt
Emilia:  The projection had run its course. She returned to the world of darkness. She had…pathos and melancholy both. But more than that, she held a question toward this Trial. She did not see herself anywhere within the world she had just visited. Neither of the people in that place was Emilia. She could guess who they were, but why had she witnessed a scene, a future without her? Was she being shown a “future” that was the result of her own choices? Then how was she supposed to face the calamity that would inevitably come?
human
Emilia:  Amid that silence, the blue light vanished. Just like the initial silver light, a void had been born. Nearly twenty more lights continued to surround Emilia. —Awaiting within each and every one was a tragic future that was the result of her choices. Determined to accept them all, she stretched her consciousness toward the next one. In one future after another, Emilia’s choices, and the calamity they would invariably bring about, awaited her.