03x07 - Lunartropism

[bunniefuu]

[Filomena] I'm all right.

It

It's strange, Bunny.

The Eldwyrm souls.

I can feel them, hear them.

Th They're singing.

[Invoker] The harmony of creation.

[Filomena] Papa.

The original process was somewhat

more complicated and needlessly violent.

I just wanted to know how it worked.

I needed to know.

I'm not here to stop you.

I'm here to teach you.

[pensive music]

[Invoker] Reach out with your mind.

Find the Eldwyrms.

[mystic music]

They have mass

form.

It's almost as though I could touch them.

[Invoker] Because you can.

Draw them to you.

It's quite safe.

Were the moment to come,

it would be too late for them to stop you.

Now imagine the world

as you would have it be.

But first, you must let go of this one.

I don't understand.

[Invoker] Let go of all hope for it.

Just

wish it away.

[enchanted music]

[intense music]

[Filomena] It hurts.

It hurts.

I can't.

[Invoker] But this is what you want.

You have the power.

Wish everything you love

into non-existence.

Know that you will do this again and again

until you master the Forge.

I don't want this. No one could want this.

[sobs]

No one, at all.

So ends the lesson.

[pensive music]

[theme music]

[Bram] Davion.

Hey, come back to me.

We were walking, you stopped.

I thought maybe you saw an air dragon,

or or several air dragons,

and then I realized, nope. Clear blue sky.

[sighs]

This "I'm an Eldwyrm" thing

is getting a little weirder every day.

I saw something. Someone.

A girl.

She didn't say a word.

I don't even know what she wanted.

Oh, well, that's better?

[Davion] It's definitely something.

[Bram] Well Wait,

a another mystery girl?

How is this a thing?

[solemn music]

[indistinct crying]

[fire crackling]

[solemn music]

[music intensifies]

Oh, Marci, I I love you.

I'm sorry, I love

[gasps]

[sighs]

[exhales deeply]

Turn your eyes,

Her Imperial Majesty Mirana,

God Empress of the Sun.

Gaze into her light.

[crowd cheering]

[man] All hail, Her Majesty!

You're concerned, I know. Don't be.

Listen, it's hard to explain.

When this happened in the other world,

it didn't happen this way.

But I am glad.

[exhales heavily]

I am thankful you are here

to share this day with me.

[suspenseful music]

[crackling]

[zapping]

[grunts]

- [groans]

- [expl*si*n]

Another encouraging result.

Containment may be achievable

with a fraction of the Dragons' power.

[sobs]

A drop of water from the ocean.

You're worried, I know.

The Forge is making it worse.

But

nothing makes it better.

So be it.

The world is crumbling around us.

Kingdoms fall, civilizations disappear,

entire regions

have been rendered uninhabitable.

There will be more Haupstadts

in our future,

but we will hold the line.

We will fight, lend aid, and rebuild.

[sighs]

Most of that land

is far beyond our borders.

We can't be everywhere,

not even where we might be wanted.

I think Luna is trying to say

that the Imperial Army

is stretched thin as it is.

Armistice or no armistice.

No, you're right.

An army isn't the answer.

But an alliance, cooperation

with the Principality of Shadow.

[people murmuring]

Old hatreds will only bring ruin.

You might want to tell the elves that.

They att*cked us.

I know who att*cked who.

It's a new world out there.

[intense music]

We are aware of the service

Dragon Hold provides,

and we hold you all in the highest esteem.

But in the absence of a crisis,

I'm afraid I cannot offer

an immediate audience.

That That's what I'm telling you.

[gasps]

- [bones cracking]

- Uh, sh*t.

I see you know one another. Shall I?

Wait, I have to talk to her.

Look, I get it.

We didn't exactly part as friends,

but there are a few things

the Princess needs

Empress.

The Empress needs to know.

Let me explain this in another way.

[Davion/Slyrak] A lot has changed.

[gulps]

Uh, trust me, you don't get used to it.

[birds chirping]

- [Mirana] Dragon Knight.

- Your Majesty.

Mirana.

It's good to see you.

[Davion] It's so strange, I feel like me.

The me I've always been.

But I have other thoughts, other memories.

They're like

I I don't know.

- A stranger's dream.

- Yeah.

The things that matter to me,

to him, I mean, the other Davion.

- The things he felt

- You feel them, too.

I look at you and

Gods, none of that is real, is it?

That was his life, not mine.

"The Flesh Illusion", Slyrak says.

Does this feel like an illusion?

I want you to know, if it had been me,

if I were the one, not you,

I wouldn't have done

anything differently than you.

- Not a single godsdamn thing.

- I made my peace.

I'm making a life.

Then you really don't know

what's happening to the moon, the world.

Oh, this happened

on the first world long ago.

We survived. This world will survive.

[Davion] No, it won't.

In a few months, all of this,

this entire planet, it's all gone.

Like it or not, that's the truth.

And I don't think

you'll like my solution much better.

[somber music]

[Filomena] The flowers

no longer follow the moon.

They're dying.

[Invoker] It is their nature.

We can't change it.

[Filomena] But we can want to.

Yes. I'm waiting for the truth.

One empathizes.

There are no secrets in this valley,

not from me.

And the Forge is no proper subject

for continued experimentation.

Not even by you.

[Filomena] I don't see the harm.

[Invoker] If you saw no harm,

you would not have tried

to keep it secret.

You don't even care

to ask me what I've learned.

Clearly nothing.

We don't have to remake the universe

or defeat The Ancients.

- We just have to manage the problem.

- Manage it?

We tap the dragons rather than k*ll them.

We use just enough of their power

to bolster the entity

holding back the Ancients,

and repair the physical structure

of the moon.

- We buy time for a permanent solution.

- Impossible.

You could at least pretend

to give it some thought.

Filomena, the Forge can k*ll you.

It is magic, but it is not free.

It will drain your energy, your life.

[gasps]

Hmph.

I will happily take the risk.

And it will awaken the Eldwyrms

and their children.

They will rage, they will eat,

and then they will come here.

Leaving us with only one

unthinkable recourse.

You will trade horror for horror.

I refuse to accept that.

[Invoker] And that is your nature.

[tense music]

If you have any more harmless secrets,

I suggest you share them.

[somber music]

[Filomena] I need to tell him, don't I?

I just wish I knew how.

[tranquil music]

[Invoker] The new moon.

I'd almost forgotten.

A time for mourning

and remembrance of the dead.

A religious practice which

forgive me, Goddess,

I have never observed.

[Mene] Perhaps you should.

The Dragon Knight, your Dragon Knight.

I'd almost forgotten him as well.

You forget nothing, ever.

It's just that he's no longer

relevant to you.

He is quite relevant to me.

I never got to say goodbye.

Have you done as I asked?

Have you confessed to Filomena?

- There was no need.

- She knew?

Clever, like her father.

A gifted mind,

but her heart will get the best of her.

[Mene] Also like her father.

[Invoker] I know my daughter.

Filomena is headstrong and relentless.

She will use every resource

at her command,

but she will fail as I failed.

She has become a danger to herself.

So, this is why you've come.

- Filomena listens to you.

- [Mene] Because I listen to Filomena.

If you want to save her,

stop fighting her.

Help her. Be her father.

[tranquil music]

Sorry, Marci. I didn't mean to wake you.

Oh, Davion is right. I hate his solution.

Help from the Invoker.

Am I a hypocrite?

All of my high-minded talk

about old hatreds,

and here I sit,

nursing the oldest of them all.

The Devil of the Moon.

He must know what's happening.

The fact he has yet to resolve it

suggests he lacks the means,

but he may have an idea what can be done.

On the other hand,

all of this is his design, this reality

it may be this is exactly what he wants.

It may be that this nightmare

is also his design.

But none of that matters, does it?

[chuckles softly]

His design or not,

we have to understand

what we're up against.

[chuckles softly]

[pensive music]

[intense music]

You're right. You're always right.

There's that look.

- Which look?

- The one you get.

You bow your head, knit your brow.

It means you're scared as hell,

but doing something anyway.

The other me saw it a lot.

In times past, this would have been

a moment for prayer,

but today, the universe has arranged

things such that I have no one to pray to.

I remember his whole life.

I remember how he d*ed.

The last thing he saw was you.

Your face.

It was enough.

You were enough. He didn't need to pray.

Prepare yourselves.

[intense music]

[Bram] Oh, sh*t. Are we gonna

[Bram grunts]

[Bram] do that?

[foreboding music]

[Filomena] You have entered my home

without invitation.

We have business

with the master of this place.

[intense music]

[Davion] You.

You're her, I know you.

She's the mystery girl.

The Ember Eldwyrm.

[dragons growling]

My father said the dragons may react,

but this isn't quite

the reaction he imagined.

Your father?

[Filomena] If you've come to see him,

you've come in vain.

He will not help you.

But perhaps we can help each other.

[suspenseful music]

[Zet grunting]

A failed notion recurs.

The self alone can maintain unity

and hold this prison.

I have not come to fight you

or pacify the Ancients.

I have come to draw the curtain.

The self will allow no further disruption

of the unity.

You will cease!

[grunting]

The prison will be maintained.

The fragments bound.

You will be destroyed.

Your power is irrelevant.

I carry power greater than my own.

I free you of your burden

and unshackle your masters.

[Zet] No!

Discorporation cannot be possible.

The self must not be lost.

All that remains is the rage

of the Primordial Mind.

Let the end begin.

[intense music]

[thrilling music]

My father used the Pillars of Creation

to remake the universe.

I believe we can set them

to a more subtle purpose.

Restoring the structural integrity

of the broken moon.

That machine.

I know it. I saw it in Foulfell.

The Forge? You saw it?

I was there. I remember it all.

Curious.

The one you saw would have required us

to possess the dragon souls.

This one accesses them directly.

And by access, you mean

k*ll, yes.

It doesn't have to.

I think we can simply draw power.

Use them without destroying them.

Just enough to get the job done.

[Invoker] It no longer matters.

The arc warden is gone,

and the entities will not be contained.

The destruction of the moon

is a foregone conclusion.

Soon, there will be nothing left

to repair.

I cannot change your nature,

but I can manage the problem.

Father, what have you done?

Whatever it was, he will undo it.

Even Selemene knew better

than to att*ck me in my own home.

[Filomena] No. We're not doing this.

This is my home.

I don't need anyone's protection.

And I am done bargaining with you.

So be it.

Mirana!

- [rumbling]

- [creatures screeching]

[growling]

[Invoker] You are a young god.

Days old, your eyes barely open.

You hardly learn to crawl.

You are nothing.

Here, far from any sun to grant you power,

you are even less than that.

[grunts]

I can't dismiss them.

- What in all the hells are they?

- He wants me to protect you.

[gasps]

They're a distraction.

It means we have time.

Do whatever you need to do.

Get ready, we fight.

[growls]

[grunting]

[Bram] What

- What can I do?

- Watch the skies.

[yells]

[intense music]

[Bram grunts]

[rumbling]

[grunting]

[Invoker] Oh, Princess.

In all the many universes I have known,

you are unique.

Cursed as I am,

with the ache of things lost

that cannot be said

to have existed at all.

If it's any comfort,

I was never your enemy.

- I never meant you harm.

- [growling]

I think you know what it's like

to love someone so much

there is no sacrifice you wouldn't make.

No sin you will not commit

to keep them safe.

I think you know.

Because you pursued me

across the boundaries of reality

to restore what you lost.

You will lose it all

one final time.

[grunting]

[growls]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[rumbling]

Oh, no.

[gasping]

[rumbling]

- [expl*si*n]

- [grunting]

[exhales heavily]

We're too late.

[tragic music]

[rumbling]

What in the hells are you doing?

The one thing I know I'm good at.

[suspenseful music]

[indistinct murmuring]

[explosions]

[screaming]

[indistinct praying]

[screaming]

[grunts]

[Lina screams]

[explosions]

[tense music]

[explosions]

[intense music]

[grunting]

[screams]

[explosions]

[screaming]

[fire crackling]

[tragic music]

You think I'm a monster. I know.

But you would have done the same.

Anyone would have done the same.

[closing theme music]