As you are about to unfold The Dimension, the door to the room is opened and Maria appears.

''--?　Oh, you're awake, Kanami!　Good!

　I can tell from the fact that she's brought a hand towel and a wooden bucket with her that she's been nursing me.
　Instead of relying on magic, I decide to gather information from Maria. I didn't want to use magic if I could, probably because my whole body was languid.

'Maria, is this ......?'
We haven't moved them. I just carried everyone unconscious into the compound.

　I knew it was just as I expected it to be.
　Slowly I ask Maria to continue.

'Then what about everyone else?'
'It's all right, in a manner of speaking. I've rented three rooms and put them in each bed.

　The reason I can't see Dia and Rustyala is because they seem to be sleeping in another room.
　I'm relieved to know that everyone is safe and sound.

Thank goodness ....... So, what happened to Ryner and the others after that?
'The guardians (guardians) lost interest in us and left. ...... More importantly, Kanami. What was the effect of that guardian's (guardian) magic?

　Maria anxiously places her hand on my forehead to take the heat.

'The magic isn't affecting you anymore. I guess it was just temporary, like that guy said.

　Although I am terribly tired, both physically and mentally, my head hurts no more.
　I don't feel any unidentifiable emotions towards my companions anymore.
　My mind has calmed down, as if everything was a lie.

'I'm glad ....... I'm really glad .......

　Maria has tears in her eyes and is happy that I'm safe.
　Then she turns her eyes to the door of the room and hopes that they are safe, as they are probably sleeping in the other room.

'Now all that's left is for Rustyala-san and Dia to wake up ......
Well, as long as they're okay.

　You can take it back as long as you want.
　I take Maria and open that door.

　Holding a wooden tub of water for Maria, I leave the room and walk down the dusty hallway.

　No matter what memories are waiting for me, as long as I have friends, I can get through it. So I couldn't wait to see their faces. And I wanted to prove that I didn't have anything against them.

　That I'm not a founder, but a vortex wave.
　Not the Sith, but Dia, not Tiara, but Las Tiara. I wanted to prove that--

　But the blinding light blocks everything.
　No thoughts, no feet.

'What, this light ......, Dear?'

　There was so much light emanating from one room that it leaked out into the hallway.
　The light dazzled me, and Maria gave me the names of her friends.

　My body moved before I could even think about it.
　As if jumping into the light, I opened the door to the room.

　Particles of magic power in the form of feathers danced in the air, and white wings spread out across the room.
　And pale, luminous gold hair and blue eyes.
　There was an angelic girl sitting on the bed.

'Dia, what's up ......?'

　I know it, but I ask.
　Dia turns her luminescent eyes towards me and shakes her head with a distorted face.　

'Kanami ......, don't come, don't come ......!
You okay, Dear!　Is it because of that guardian's (guardian) magic!
'It's not, Kanami ....... This was before that, so ....... So, already--
"Before, from ......?

　The 'parallelism' has not stopped running amok.
　I am astonished when I realize the meaning of the word.

'Kanami-san, don't go near it!

　Maria pulled my hand back and stepped forward instead.
　I just didn't know if she was trying to protect me from Dia or protect her from me.

'Thank you, Maria, for that ....... For all the help you've given me in so many ways. ......
I'm not here for Dear. ...... More importantly, is that too much to ask?
'Yeah, I lasted until today thanks to Maria's advice, but it looks like I'm screwed. ...... That guardian's (guardian) magic was fatal. It was supposed to last until we defeated Palinkron. ......
'I don't know yet ....... Can't you do something a little bit more, just a little bit more: ......?

　--advice?　Was I supposed to have it?

　When did you seek advice?
　Even though it is true that I was not monitored by "Dimension" at all hours of the day and night, did I notice it at all - or did I not notice it at all?

　Yeah, I know.
　I knew that we had become friends before I knew it.
　I had heard that we were close enough to go to the bathroom together. I suppose that's when it started.

　However, I don't understand why Dia is suffering because she says she was supposed to have it.
　The two of them exchange words, leaving me unable to follow the conversation.

'If 'Dia' disappears completely ......, Maria will have me .......'
...... I know. I'll do it then. I promise.

　I can't hold back and yell out.

'Wait, both of you are ....... What the hell does that mean ......!　What the hell is going on here?

　Dia looks at it with gentle eyes.
　Those eyes were gentle, but also with a hint of regret and sadness in them.

'Christ (・・・・) ......'

　Even though we're talking about such an important matter, Dia gets my name wrong.

'No, Dia. I'm Kanami now: ......!
I'm sorry. ...... I knew Christ was Christ to me. Christ is the only person I've ever known, my companion, my friend--and the only person I've ever admired.

　Dia muttered with a small shake of her head.
　There was power in those words. That's why I knew they were words from the bottom of my heart.
　I'm sure Dear Dear didn't see me as a Kanami until now. She had always seen me as Christ. Sadly, I can see that now.

"I can't do it, Christ. I can't face a person called Kanami: ....... Because 'we' have done terrible things to 'Kanami and the others' ......, I can't face the fit ......!

　He couldn't look at Dia, who was turning away, and shouted as close as he could get to her.

'What are you talking about!　I don't remember Dia doing a single terrible thing to me!
"I'm remembering (...) What "we" did: ......!　I'm sure Kanami won't forgive you ......, no, you can't forgive me. But you have to make atonement!　This time, it should be just 'one apostle' (us), with no one else involved!

　Deere climbed down to the other side of the bed as if to escape from me.
　The movement made me feel a heavy unease that was hard to describe. After all, this was the first time she had ever avoided me.

'Well, wait, ....... You're not going anywhere, Dear. Getting ahead of yourself is a bad habit. Just stay where you are. ......!　You don't have to go anywhere: ......!

　If this was the case, it would be irreversible.
　I had such a premonition.
　It was as if she had seen this scene once - a premonition of certainty.

　Staggering, Dia laughed.
　I know that smile.
　The smile that Tida, Arti, and Rowen once showed me. It was a smile of death.

'But I'll never forget it. ...... Christ recognized a boy named Dia, who was neither an apostle nor a sith, and found me ....... I'll never forget that one. No matter what happens, the only dream Christ wishes for is for me to fulfill it on his behalf!　I'm going to make it happen!　I won't let anyone take Christ away from me anymore!

　Then Dia moves her left arm and tries to cover her own face with the palm of her hand.

　--Dear disappears.

　A chill hits me, and as soon as I can, I reach out.
　I don't want to let "that arm" have its way with me, so I try to grab it and stop it.

　But I can't reach it.
　If Deere had also reached out to me, I would have been able to reach her. But she lacked one arm to extend it. Dia had lost the hand she needed to grip back because of me.

　The outstretched hand cuts through the sky.

　At the same time, the space in front of me trembled loudly, once and for all.
　It was the sound of a heartbeat. It was the sound of a birth, as if a new life was being born.

　With a thumping sound, Dia's magic power began to pulsate. It is similar to the circulation of blood, and you can see that the magic power is being replaced.
　No matter how much they are replaced, the quality of Dia's magic power does not change. It doesn't change - but there is no doubt that it is being replaced. It is about to change from Dia to something else.

　And when all the magic power has changed into something else, slowly Dia shifts her covered palm to the side.

　Her face was the same as usual, neutral and beautiful.
　But clearly something was different.

　Nitaa and (・・・・) Dia twisted her face and moved her mouth.

'-- It's been a long time since I've seen you (・・・・・). I'm glad you're 'doing well (...)' (・・・・・), my ally (...).

　He said, "Long time no see," to the person who had just spoken in front of me.

　I understood intuitively. This guy is not Dia.
　The warning of 'sensitivity' intensified.

　It was such a sudden change that I could only think that he was possessed by an evil spirit.

　His expression is different. The language is different. The behavior is different. -- Above all, the eyes are different.
　Dia's blue eyes were emitting a pale, black light. You could tell they were glowing, but the light was too dark. Looking at those eyes, I felt uneasy, as if I was looking into the deep sea.

　Both eyes move with a start.
　First they look at my face, then they look at their own bodies.
　After admiring my body for the first time, as if seeing it for the first time, the 'someone' in front of me spun magic.

　From the tip of his lost right elbow, a non-corporeal, glowing arm grew out of the tip of his lost right elbow.
　That shining arm pulsed like a living creature and was full of life. However, if one looked closely, one could see geometric patterns floating on that arm. By using 'Dimension' to observe it, he could discern that a dense magic circle was taking the shape of the arm.

　The unknown 'someone' moves his white arm in satisfaction and opens and closes his palm many times.
　Then he smiles and speaks to me.

''--Hmm, you've done a great job raising Diablo-chan to this point. I must thank you, my friend. Thanks to you, I finally have enough 'magic power' to manifest in this era.

　A narrative that seems to speak to an old acquaintance.
　I guess you could certainly say that Dia and I are acquaintances. But the narrative is too unsuited to our relationship.

"Awful face, I knew you didn't want to meet 'me'?

　She points at my twisted face with her shining fingertips and laughs.
　He laughs and chants, leaving me stunned as he continues to talk incessantly.

But this was inevitable. This was all confirmed from the moment our ally called himself 'Kanami' to the 'Diablo Sith'. After all, that's what the contract between the Sith and Kanami was made for. Therefore, even if their bodies decay, their souls and spirits will be drawn to each other again and again. No matter what happens, we are designed to meet again--that's the way it's done. That's the reason for the world.

　It was obvious that the being in front of him was no longer Dia. It's not the same as the leopard change that occurred during the ballroom tournament. It's not a change, it's a phenomenon we should call 'replacement'.

"...... Oh, you. ...... who are you?
'Who'. After all, that's the way it's supposed to be. ...... Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!　So, I knew Kanami had failed!　No wonder you're a mess at what you do. You've been interfering with Tiara and cooperating with me because you don't know what you're doing!

　'Somebody' didn't say his name, he just smiled happily.

'...... No, I don't care what you are!　Get out of Deer now!
Not so fast. Now that we've had to start all over again, I'm going to win this time. I will never let anyone beat me again.

　I put my body forward a bit with a wariness.
　Along with that, 'someone' also shows their battle intent.

　That battle cry was sharp like a sharp blade.
　I reflexively cowered.

　I can't go forward.
　Until now, I've experienced the terrifying intimidation many times.
　Tida, Arti, Rowen - all of them had terrifying powers. But this 'someone''s wariness is different from any of them.
　Naturally. As long as the guardians were able to do what they wanted, it didn't matter if the battle was won or not. However, this "someone" doesn't care about your passions, they just want to win the battle.

　I can feel the firm will to win no matter what it takes.
　I keep my eyes on the status with caution.

--Name Diablo Sith HP293/293 MP1202/1202 Class Swordsman
　　　Level 20.
　　　Strength 10.01 Strength 8.31 Skill 4.80 Speed 4.94 Wisdom 16.67 Magic 70.34 Talent 5.00--

　His name is Diablo Sith. The only thing that hasn't changed in his state is his 'blessing', and his status hasn't changed since his last level up.
　If I jumped on it, it should be easy to seize it.

　But I can't choose to do that.
　I'm confused in front of that inappropriate smile and unwavering wariness.

　-- if you're not careful, you'll be killed in a single breath.

　I'm not going to be able to say that, but I can sense something in her that cannot be 'quantified'.
　I carefully change "Dimension" to "Di Winter" and take out a sword from my possessions.

　Her blue eyes follow my movements.
　Not only are they observing the movement of my body, but also the movement of my magic power.
　You can see that it continues to 'gaze' at me with great interest.

'Hmmm, so that's all you can do?　...... It's going to be interesting, ally. Haha, if you 'keep it up', I'm looking forward to seeing my best friend's 'yang-taki' face for the first time in a long time, too!
'It's been a while,' said ......?　　I don't know anyone in this world who is 'Yangtaki'!

　It's fine if you just know his name. But this guy in front of me called Yotaki his best friend.
　Irritated by that incomprehensible story, I yelled at him as I swept my sword to the side.

　Even with that anger, the blue eyes continue to observe.
　Then, after nodding lightly twice, his face lights up.

''--!　Ah, I see!　I'm starting to get the gist of it!　

　That was also the dialogue here.
　Sensibility and parallelism are the key to the identity of "someone".
　It is difficult to deny it any longer.

'So that's why you, the supposed founder, are so weak!　Haha, that's not fair, because you betrayed me!　After that, the only ones left were Tiara, Legacy, and Alti, I think.　Well, I don't know how anyone managed to defeat Kanami, but great!　What a turnabout. I'm giving away 100 Medals of Salvation!　You can play and live forever!　Hahahaha!

　The name of this 'someone' is 'Sith'.

　This guy in front of me is definitely the apostle from a thousand years ago that I've heard about in the lore.
　Just as the 'Saint Tiara' of a thousand years ago tried to 'reincarnate' using Rastiara's body, the 'Sith Apostle' of a thousand years ago was resurrected using Dia's body.
　I can only assume so.

　My face becomes even more distorted in front of the answer I've drawn out.

''- Well, I understand that my ally is having a hard time. You're confused, distressed, and still not sure, and it sounds very, very hard ....... And now, that's why I invite you back!　We'll team up with me again. Let's start over, Kanami Aikawa!　I dare to call you Kanami again!　We can still start over!　Because people are creatures that understand each other!

　I reach out my white hand. The Sith invites with a big smile, as if a flower had bloomed.
　Coupled with Dia's well-formed face, the invitation was seductive. It was as dazzling as a halo and as majestic as a mythical act.

　It was a sight I had seen in my dreams.
　I had taken my hand in that moment. Now, as Sis said, this is "again". I can see that we are repeating the same thing.

　I can't think of any words to say in response, as I can't keep up with the facts that are coming out one by one.

　But the Sith doesn't shy away from my confusion and leans forward a lot. The halo of magic that is confused with light makes that body feel many times larger.
　It's as if it's a small insect, reaching out to a ruthless human being.

　Little by little, the distance between me and the Sith grows closer.
　I strengthen my hand holding the sword.
　I have to fight before that white hand reaches me. I knew I had to do it.

　And when the distance is getting closer and the sword is about to reach me - the sword is about to reach me.

What--?

　The arm of the Sith light distorts.
　It becomes unstable, like a candle fire blowing in the wind, and the arm can no longer hold its shape.

　The Sith, realizing her abnormality, stops walking.
　The expression on her face hardens as she stares at her arms unraveling.

"You're ...... Dear. A nostalgic 'skill'.

　Then he let the cause of the abnormality slip out of his mouth.
　As it is, he starts talking to himself to the empty space, as if to taunt someone.

'- Oh, don't worry. I'm on Dear's side. I swear, I'll try to listen to your wishes as best I can. Yes, I wanted to invite my ally to join me, but if my sweet, sweet Dia-chan doesn't like it, I won't.

　The Sith lowered his outstretched hand and stepped back.
　But that still doesn't stop the white arm from distorting.
　Seeing this, the Sith exhales heavily and places his distorted arm against his chest and swears.

'Yes, he is Christ Eurasia. If he's not Aikawa Kanami (・・・・・・・・), then he's not worthy of invitation (・・・・・・・). ...... Is this okay with you, Dear?

　Solemnly, the Sith spun the words, not in words caught in excitement or laced with laughter, but solemnly.
　At the same time, the strain in his arms settled down.
　As if the wind in the candle had stopped blowing, the arm stabilized.
　However, compared to the first, the arms are still thin.

'Oh my, you still can't get me in a good mood, can you? You don't like me very much. It's sad, it's really sad that we can't understand each other.

　Sis laughs as she strokes my white arm.
　Obviously, she's talking to someone I can't see. And that person - if we are to believe Sith's soliloquy - is Dia.

　Right now, Dia and Sith share the same body. It was enough of a soliloquy to infer that.

'Well, ......'

　After finishing his soliloquy, the Sith loses all the heat that was smoldering in his body and tries to move away from me.

''Well then, ally. Before, I couldn't participate because I was a full-blown 'apostle', but now I have Diablo-chan. I can challenge you as a 'human' while being an 'apostle'. I don't even need a substitute anymore.

　He turns his body ninety degrees and says goodbye to me with one eye only.
　I can tell by the way he looks at me that he's lost interest in me.
　Before the Sith can completely turn their backs on me, I call out to them.

'Wait, where do you say you're going ......!
At Palinclone Legacy's for now. From now on, we're going to be the first to go to Palinkron Legacy and finish him off. I'm sure Dia-chan agrees with me on this.

　Easily, the Sith told me his own target.
　As soon as he mentioned that name, Sith's expression distorted. He continues to speak vexingly with unbridled hatred.

''For some reason, you don't seem to have any motivation for Apostle Legacy, but I don't know what's going through your mind in your gut. Without a doubt, that Apostle is the greatest enemy of world peace ......!　An enemy that must be defeated: ......!
Wait, I know that guy is a disturbance to the peace. But the apostle?　Are you saying that Palinclone Legacy is an apostle like you?
'Just in case...' But I'm the only legitimate apostle. No, I'm the only apostle of justice, is that correct?

　If I ask, the Sith will answer seriously.
　I can tell from his demeanor that the relationship between me and Sis is not hostile. But I can also tell that it's not a cooperative relationship. The Sith turn away from me for a long time and don't try to face me.

　Then he leaves me again and mutters to himself.

'Yes, I'm going to seal up Legacy like the diplacula I did for the houseplant. Ha-ha-ha, now it's perfect, I'm the only apostle. Now the world will be at peace this time: ......!

　Sith laughs, showing a vicious look that Dia would never do.
　Little by little, I'm beginning to understand this guy's character. With my abilities and skills, the veil of the Sith being is being lifted.

　He's quite self-righteous, the type of person who doesn't listen to others. I have a lot of emotional ups and downs, and I'm a bit of a talker. Whenever I make an assumption, I go into a world of my own, so it seems difficult to negotiate properly.

　I have no choice but to make a plea to the Sith.

I know what you want to do," he said, "and if you want to achieve world peace, go ahead. If you want to achieve world peace, go ahead and do what you want. I'm not going to get in the way of you sealing off the Palinkron, either. ...... just leave Dia's body behind. Just give me back Dia. --The Apostle Sith (・・・・)

　Keep your voice low and loud, and communicate heavily and strongly.
　This is the only request that shows a willingness to go through.

　But the Sith shook his head, a thin smile strained on his face.

''That's impossible.'' --Kanami, my ally (・・・・・). Because without this body, I can't move. So, Dia-chan, you're going with me.

　It was the answer I had expected.
　I lower my eyes for a moment and quickly point my sword at the enemy.
　I also give instructions to my companions who were watching behind me.

'Yes, I see. ......, let them go!　-- Maria, please!
I know.

　Maria was already on the brink of war. She affirmed briefly, as if to say that she was ready to release her magic at any time.

''Dear, maybe a leg or two, I'll slash!　Sorry!

　I don't know if you can hear me or not.
　However, I'll excuse myself ahead of time for the battle that's about to begin and it's hard to go easy on them.

　Even though Sis is exposed to the wariness of me and Maria, she still has a smile on her face.

''Hmm, in front of Dia-chan, you'll have to put it behind you. Would you please pull back quietly here?
'I wouldn't have invited Dia to join me if I was going to pull out here!

　I shouted and kicked the floor, and I ran.