Regina

'Accept your end peacefully, for that is the destination of all.'

On Sunset Isle, her longing had once taken form as a phantom—yet even that proved nothing more than a fleeting dream. Despite the weight of her regrets, Regina shut her eyes and surrendered to the fate that awaited her.

But then, radiant sunlight touched her skin once more.

What realm is this? By whom was she called back from the void?

Perhaps her story was never meant to end on that distant shore?

Seeing Piera again left me breathless. I had believed her lost forever to the Sunset Isle—that our last farewell would truly be final. Yet here she stands before me. Who has given her form this time?

Though I understand nothing of how it came to pass, Piera radiates a joy I never dared imagine possible.

For her, every moment beyond Sunset Isle is a gift stolen from time itself.

But now that her mission has ended, perhaps I should call her by her true name.

Regina.

The place that never saw sunset has been claimed by the sea, and yet the darkness that once imprisoned this isle now glows before me, vibrant and alive.

If this resurrection has nothing to do with her longing, then how did she reclaim life itself?

Regina once spoke of her past with Albrecht—colleagues bound by their knowledge of Alchemy's deepest mysteries.

Blood carries memory in its crimson depths. Perhaps Albrecht drew upon Regina's essence to grant her new life within The Exodus.

I wrote seeking answers, but his reply was simply a blank parchment and silence.

Last night, Regina confided that her leave was drawing to a close. Soon she would return to the Other Side, rejoining the El Dorado for a new journey across uncharted waters.

I asked if she wished to see Piera before departing.

She considered this for a long moment, then gently declined.

Her love for Piera runs deeper than oceans. It is precisely because of this love that she refuses to subject Piera to another painful farewell—not when she has finally stepped free from the shadows of yesterday.

In truth, they both deserve their own luminous futures.

Before taking leave, she promised to bring me something special upon next reunion.

Regina carried back a construct heart from The Exodus.

She tells me it is an old custom.

That when split in two, a construct's heart becomes twin talismans, each half carrying a blessing of protection for those who matter most.