Mom...

What is it Kyra?

Dad...

I'm right here.

Please... make the future... safe... for me... and... Rhys.

Rhys?

He is... my brother. Let him... explain things.

*nods*

Kyra...

Mom... dad... please... live happy... and free.

*kneels beside her bed, almost crying* Kyra, don't leave me.

Thank you... both. For the times... and... the... memories.

*almost crying, kneels beside Chrissy* Kyra... not now... please God no.

Good... bye... mom... and... dad... *stops breathing, lays there motionless*

Kyra? Kyra!? *shakes her* Kyyyyyyyyyyyyyyraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *cries*

*silent, places his arm around Chrissy's shoulder*

*bow their heads*

Same spot as the other two?

Ye...

*interupts* No.

*cries* What? Why?

Chrissy. Kyra is from the future. If we bury her with Orakia and Rulakia, what would happen if OUR Kyra sees her tombstone there?

... What should we do? We can't NOT give her a funeral.

*sighs* We can still bury her.

But where?

Well...

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(Final Fantasy IX - Unfathomed Reminiscence)