Bordering the main area of the Hunter's Dream lies a vast garden filled to the brim with flowers as white and as lustrous as the moon above. Jutting out from them were tall, wooden crucifixes, their original purpose unknown. The garden's perimeter was morbidly lined entirely by graves unmarked with the names of the departed. Much like the main area, the garden consisted of a gradual incline that rose up to a towering tree, with a lone wheelchair resting at its base that was occupied by Eclipsa, the current Master of the Hunter's Dream. A rapier was held like a walking cane before her as she looked down upon her student standing at the bottom of the incline just a few yards away. The pallid moon rose high and shined forth, acting as the spectator of what's to come.

"Good Hunter," She began, her voice serene and solemn. "Your skills have grown far and wide. The end of your training is fast approaching."

Jackie said nothing. She merely stood there, basking in the pale essence cast by the celestial eye leering from above. An encompassing wind blew forth from the south, softly brushing against skin tan and white alike.

"You've fought every manner of monster that lurked beneath the shadows of rational thought. From common lupine beasts that stalk the alleys of Yharnam to abominations birthed from the collective insanity of the far too inquisitive. With your wit, determination, and strength, you've reigned supreme over every single one of them and gained the experience necessary to combat even greater, more ghastly foes that lie further beyond the bounds of which mortal eyes can never hope to cast upon."

The Old Hunter cast an inquisitive glare over to Jackie, attempting to read her soul with her piercing, silver eyes.

"What eked out the true Hunter within, I must ask? The blood? Self-preservation? A skewed sense of righteousness? Ah, it doesn't matter. The Hunter needs not any excuses or justification for them to be."

The Master slowly rose to her feet, smiling proudly to herself as she reached her full height.

"I've witnessed you grow from the sidelines. Stayed my hand with every step forward and every step back. Kept you struggling and fighting no matter how close you teetered on the edge of death. Now, it is time."

Eclipsa drove her rapier into the sheathe handle of her Liberator's Lance, and then directed its pointed tip towards her student. Its polished purple surface shimmered beneath the gross incandescence of the moon. Pallid light spiraled up to its peak, ending in an near-blinding, star-shaped gleam.

"Tonight. Eclipsa revives the Hunt."

Both of their forms disappeared in the blink of an eye, the Hunters met halfway with a resounding clang, their ensuing clash emitting a blinding spark.

Their eyes locked as did their weapons. They each aimed to push one away from the other, but the two unrelenting forces couldn't find purchase.

Instead, they each retreated with a backwards leap, both their forms vanishing at once before their feet found ground.

The Rakuyo seperated, a blade kept in each hand as Jackie stood in a defensive stance and awaited her opponent's moment to strike.

"Hmph." Eclipsa smirked.

No sooner than that did her form blink out of view and reappear just as quickly, perfectly landing just within range of her student, readying a forward thrust into her heart.

Within a single breath, Jackie reunited her weapon and loosened a shot to Eclipsa's chest as soon as her pistol left its holster, bringing her adversary to a staggered state ripe for retaliation. Jackie followed through with a downward strike.

Eclipsa proved faster by quickly unsheathing her rapier and deterring the impending attack, their weapons clashing once again. Taking advantage of Jackie's momentary shock, Eclipsa shoved her foe's blade aside and followed up with a thrust to her abdomen that managed to hit its mark.

Ignoring the pain, Jackie took another leap backwards, instantly freeing herself of her foe's blade. At the same time, she was forced to give her enemy enough time to return to her feet and sling her Lance over her shoulder. Eclipsa took a fencing stance, one hand on the gun at her hip while the other kept the rapier's tip facing forward. Her thin, slender blade traced small circles in the air, as if scanning for a target.

The girl jumped forward, landing just a breath out of thrusting range. She took one vertical swing at Eclipsa's shoulder opposite her rapier hand, the edge of her blade seemingly passing the rapier.

Once again, the Dark Queen proved ungodly faster and, with an unnatural dexterity and flexibility, her arm and wrist flicked into position in time and their blades crossed once again. Barely a moment after, Eclipsa used Jackie's momentum and the position of their contact to her advantage and shifted her blade in a downward slope that caused Jackie's sword to slide off the rapier's tip, forcing her body to stagger forward.

Rather than take another strike at the girl's body, Eclipsa instead used her free hand to deftly flip Jackie onto her back. She laid upon the flowers briefly flat and frozen, her mind flipped turned upside down much like her body just did.

Giving her no second to breathe, Eclipsa aimed her next strike towards Jackie's throat, to which the girl managed to avoid in time with a series of rolls to the side.

Ensuring herself that she ended up a safe distance, Jackie shot to her feet and faced her Master once more. Back where they began, more or less.

And just like before, the student jumped forward and landed just out of range. This time, however, at the very last step, Jackie pushed herself to leap towards Eclipsa's sword side and made haste to part her own weapon, sending the tip of the dagger below her foe's shoulder, doubtless that such an unforeseeable strike would fail.

But of course, that unwavering certainty quickly subsided when Eclipsa straightened her rapier arm and bent it back within microseconds between motions. With a precision that bordered on impossible, the microscopic tip of the Rakuyo's dagger met with the barely perceivable flat side of the opposing rapier.

Sparing not a second to wallow in self-perplexity, Jackie directed the tip of her weapon's main blade into a different spot on Eclipsa's side. Rather than parry with her sword once again, the Master opted to grab the Lance that adhered to her back and immediately let loose a downward swing upon her student.

Noticing the incoming retaliation just in time, Jackie stopped her attack in mid-thrust and jumped back yet again. The descending Lance met with a blank spot on the flowers instead.

Just as quickly as she brought the larger half of the weapon to the air, Eclipsa fused her two weapons and brandished their sum in her adversary's direction.

Her limits as a human catching up to her, Jackie found herself sweating and panting up a storm, struggling to keep her arms and legs from shuddering. The subtle gesture of fatigue wasn't lost on Eclipsa, and thus she vanished and appeared before Jackie just as fast, her arms and Lance in mid-swing.

The sudden image of Eclipsa popping up in her line of sight snapped Jackie's mind back to focus and with reflexes that could potentially rival her teacher's, the flat of her sword met with the blunt part of the Lance. However, stability long left her as the impact sent Jackie launching several feet away, her hard landing cushioned by a combination of the flowers and her deliberate, nimble roll.

She ungracefully staggered to her feet and for the xth time, found herself staring eye to eye, body to body with her Master. Quite a repetitious cycle she's been through since the fight began, and the realization was like one half slap to the face and one half a shot of adrenaline which dispelled every and all exhaustion from her body.

She was also assailed by a feeling that her Master, as powerful and as emotionless as she was, wasn't taking this seriously whatsoever. Jackie became keenly aware that Eclipsa had every chance practically handed to her to for a fatal strike, yet she refrained from taking them. The reasons why weren't what drove Jackie to act, but rather the fact that she was fighting that way at all.

A foreign thought immigrated into Jackie's briefly ponderous mind for a moment. A skill that she had not used in quite a while. It wasn't part of her current training, but she justified her need to use it by thinking that it wouldn't stray too far beyond the realm of what a normal Hunter could do. Heck, from what Eclipsa spoke about what Gehrman and Maria were capable of, it would most certainly fit right in.

Jackie firmly held her Rakuyo in two hands. Eclipsa remained in her spot, the slight wavings of her Lance serving as a subliminal and figurative red sheet dancing before a bull. Jackie accepted her challenge and ran forward, her blade beside her with its tip behind her.

Summoning forth all the concentration buried beneath the deepest recesses of her body, mind, and spirit, Jackie stopped just shy of the tip of her enemy's weapon. To her, time slowed to a slug's slither. Jackie parted her weapon and held each blade in hand as she unleashed her strongest technique, one that she had only mastered but never used in the field, for it was intended to be a last resort. Tsubame Mai.

With little to no lapse in the passage of time, Jackie found herself behind her Master, their backs facing one another's. Eclipsa remained in her position, seemingly unaware of what transpired as she idly gazed upon nothing but the endless horizon before her, her lance kept firmly in the air. Jackie did all that she could with what little time she was provided with and hoped it would be enough.

Yet at the same time, she knew that it wouldn't.

And then, blood. Six lacerations of varying angles were carved all over Eclipsa's once pristine form, appearing one after another moments after the attack was executed. The straight, slender gashes intersected one another, drowning out the colors of her garb. A subdued storm of scarlet rained down upon the flowers below, their pure, white petals sullied by the unceremonious weather.

Soft snickers escaped Eclipsa's lips as her Lance hung loosely at her side. Soft snickers evolved into a hearty chuckle that parted her smiling lips. The hearty chuckle escalated to manic laughter, her eyes clenched tight as she laughed into the cosmos above. A hand found its way to a moist spot on her chest, then jumped upon her pallid, twisted face as it became painted in red.

"I fail to remember the last time I've felt my own wounds." Her voice lost a negligible, yet noticeable portion of its flatness. Her tongue ran contained laps around her dripping palm. Waves of nostalgia crashed forth ever-growing with each slow, savored drag.

"I will admit it. You caught me off-guard with a technique I'm not quite familiar with."

Accompanying the blood that coated Eclipsa, came forth a black-violet haze that outlined her entire form. From that same haze, a pair of ethereal butterfly wings sprawled from her back.

The air became suddenly thick and humid, almost oppressively so. Jackie's hair stood on end as an indescribable pressure took hold of her entire body. The wind that was once brisk and ticklish quickened and intensified, pressing every flower to the ground.

The student turned around to find her master facing her as well, maintaining the same distance while her head hung low and her face concealed by the broad brim of her hat.

Then without warning, Eclipsa's head shot up, her bloodied face scarred with the widest smile and almost imperceptible pupils.

"Now let's see you try it again."

Eclipsa quickly dissolved into a shapeless mass of black lines before vanishing into thin air altogether.

Though Jackie's stress grew and her mind raced, she nonetheless managed to stabilize herself and her senses. She stood stiff, her joints and torso bent and her weapon kept firmly in her hand.

The environment may have been going haywire, but Jackie was still able to concentrate and search for any slight changes in the air or movement in the area, regardless of how severely altered they became.

Jackie heard a clang behind her, the tip of Eclipsa's Lance colliding with the flat side of her blade as the young Hunter held it across her back. Just in time.

The Dark Queen disappeared before the echoes of their prior collision could begin fading into silence.

Rather than stand there and take whatever other tactic her opponent might attempt, Jackie opted to leap all over the garden, hoping to dodge whatever came at her before she had to think about it. Her sporadic movement patterns could also serve to confound her foe if nothing else.

At the very last leap, Jackie's feet were swept from beneath and behind, her body left momentarily in the air and parallel to the ground. Before she could process what had happened, Jackie felt a hard impact against her back which forced her limbs to trail behind her as she rocketed several feet in the air, her silhouette seemingly trapped within the circular bounds of the moon above.

Completely out of the blue, Eclipsa appeared floating beside Jackie's form right at the apex of her forced ascension and sent a downward strike into her abdomen, again with the blunt part of her Lance. The impact once again sent Jackie's body into a different elevation, though in the opposite direction as she landed painfully upon the garden below.

The young Hunter's vision blurred and her hearing dulled. As she raised her head, she could barely make out Eclipsa gently falling to the ground along with her. Jackie staggered to her feet, catching herself and preventing a potential fall by stabbing her Rakuyo into the ground and leaning against its handle.

As her vision slowly returned to its proper clarity, Jackie found herself unsure whether that was a good thing or not. She was met with the nightmare-inducing image of Eclipsa's blood-spattered face as its wicked, other-wordly grin remained unabashed. Somewhat daunted, but not deterred, Jackie ran forward with her blade wound back once again, this time holding it in one hand. She found herself unsure whether her plan was even wise or even able to succeed, but refrained from debating herself any further as desperation took hold of her.

Right as Jackie took one, purposely sluggish swing, an errant bullet hit her straight in the calf, interrupting her attack and sending her doubling forward. Eclipsa wasted no time allowing Jackie to hit the ground before her clawed hand reached for her heart.

"Gotcha."

The forward momentum forced by the impact of the gunshot supplemented the velocity of Jackie's thrusting hand as it cleanly bore into Eclipsa's chest, her fingers wrapping around her heart and the ensuing wound spraying Jackie square in the face with red.

The black-violet haze that surrounded Eclipsa's body rapidly fizzled out. The atmosphere returned to its normal state, but was replaced with a different type of tension.

Both Eclipsa and Jackie peered upon their macabre connection to one another with differing expressions. While the former's face neutralized save for an arched eyebrow, Jackie's bugged eyes gazed into the fleshy hole her hand was deeply immersed in shock and awe.

"Well, what are you wa-"

The rest of Eclipsa's sentence died before it came to be when Jackie jerked her hand back, letting loose a larger rain of blood upon its abrupt departure. The Dark Queen toppled over like a tree severed from its stump, her body growing stiff as she plunged towards the flowers.

"Prey... slaughtered." Eclipsa whispered before her entire form disappeared in a cloud of silvery green mist and a compact rain of blood.

And then... silence. Nothing. The wind was no longer blowing and everything felt as still as if time no longer had a grasp on the area.

The undeniable fact that she had just killed her teacher and acting Queen of Mewni hadn't quite reached her. She took a lengthy, somber look at her bloody hand, then let it fall to her side as her mournful, sea-green eyes glowered over the last spot she had seen her teacher.

For some reason, she felt nothing. No sorrow. No regret. Nothing. This was the first time she'd ever felt this doubtless when she killed someone. Spending years making her best efforts in avoiding doing so left plenty of room in her heart for remorse and sadness to set in whenever it happened. Many of those that made attempts on her life had their reasons for doing so, whether it was valid or not. And no matter what, Jackie always felt pity and remorse whenever they forced her to take action and, subsequently, their lives. Oft times she would contemplate many of her decisions, wondering if she did the right thing. She even does to this day, despite how much good they've done for Mewni in recent memory. It was something that constantly tugged at the back of her mind even when they rightfully dealt with those who rebelled and negotiated with those that didn't.

But this. This was different.

For reasons she couldn't say and without a doubt in her mind, this felt like the right thing to do.

"Boo!"

"Gah!" Jackie yelped as Eclipsa frightened her with a sharp, loud breath hitting her square in the ear.

"Sorry, love. Did I interrupt your celebration?" She asked with chuckles interlaced in her words.

"What the- how did- what'd you-" The sight of an alive-and-kicking Eclipsa reduced her mind to mush as her brain found it a Herculean effort to process.

"I'm a Great One, Ms. Thomas. I cannot be permanently slain by normal means. My body may be able to die, but my will and consciousness are eternal. Therefore, I shall always return."

"Uh, right." Jackie quietly spoke as she rubbed her arm. "You know, if you're so powerful, how come you let me... y'know, win?"

Eclipsa's warm smile deepened, unnerving Jackie even further. "Dear Jackie. If I'd have given my all, I wouldn't be speaking to you this moment."

"I- oh." Jackie found difficulty imagining fighting Eclipsa if she had brought her A-game. At best, she probably would've died after taking her first step.

"Yes. While my prowess far exceeds your understanding, I had to be fair, while also providing you with a considerable challenge. I will tell you that I cannot remember a single time that anyone has survived even when I've given only that paltry amount of effort. If anything, I'd say it took more effort on my part to hold back than for you to even keep up with me. But regardless, I'm glad to see that you managed to succeed. I am especially proud of the way you utilized what you've learned from your other school and incorporated it to your current training."

"Yeah, I couldn't really find any other way to get past ya. Had to switch gears to get anywhere, y'know?"

"Which is what I've been trying to teach you as our fight progressed." Eclipsa crossed her arms. "Did I not mention near the beginning that a Hunter must be as flexible and versatile as the trick weapons that he or she wields?"

"Ohh dude, you're right! Totally blew my mind." Jackie beamed as she playfully placed a hand to her temple. "Man I haven't felt this way since I, y'know, graduated from Dai-sensei's school."

"Yes. And like an exceptional student who innovates with what they learned rather than simply apply, you've flourished into one of the finest warriors this side of the Multiverse has ever seen."

"Heh. Thanks, I guess." Jackie modestly toyed with the sea-blue streak in her hair.

"Now then," Eclipsa clapped her hands once. "what say we celebrate the completion of your training with some ice cream, hm? My treat."

"Y'know what? Sounds cool. No pun intended."

With that, Eclipsa summoned forth a swirling purple vortex, with Jackie being the first to exit. Right as Eclipsa dipped her foot in the rift, her eyes briefly flitted to the lone wheelchair sitting at the base of the tree before she proceeded to depart the Hunter's Dream.


Eclipsa gazed deeply into Gehrman's sorrowful eyes as his wrinkled face twisted into horror and agony. Her hand wound around his still-beating heart as her fingers gently glided over the moist, rubbery surface.

"W-why...?" The old man could barely force the word out of his mouth through the blood falling through his lips and the choking gasps that left his lungs. Eclipsa remained silent, her expression adhered to apathy as she sealed her Master's fate.

Gehrman's scythe and blunderbuss silently fell to the ground, his desire to fight trailing behind his diminishing strength to live.

The student jerked her hand back, spraying herself with the evidence of her victory and sending her master tumbling into the flowers below. His body became enveloped in a pallid green mist.

"The night and dream... were long..." The dying man quietly uttered with his last breath. "But yours, Eclipsa... remain unending..."

Finally, as the last vestiges of life departed his being, so did his body as what remained of him was but a mist fading into nothingness.

The Last Hunter took one long drag of air before pushing it all out. A fleeting gesture relief from all she had done up to that point.

"You're all free..." She softly spoke as she peered into the moonlit sky. "Gehrman. Laurence. Maria. Ludwig. Willem... All of you. Unshackled from your respective nightmares."

The air suddenly turned dense and humid as Eclipsa felt a presence from behind drawing near. She could hear the sounds of moist gurgling and undulating appendages. The colors of everything within her line of sight shifted to a tint of red that nearly eluded the naked eye.

Eclipsa turned around and was greeted with the abominable form of a being clearly not of this world. The one responsible for creating the Dream and perpetuating the Hunt for years enumerable. From the now-bloodshot moon, it slowly descended upon the fabricated, flowery ground, landing softly on all fours.

A massive, slender creature of blackened crimson, bearing long, skinny arms double the length of its relatively thicker hind legs. Its entire body was composed of strewn-together flesh and bones that were coated in coagulated, darkened blood. The torso was merely a spinal cord and ribcage with a multitude of pointed ribs that wriggled individually. Crowning its misshapen, round head and jutting from the pelvis that was its rear were bouqets of tentacles aimlessly lapped at the air. What passed for a "face" was but a single, ovular crater surrounded by much smaller ones.

"Ah, Moon Presence. Glad you could join me on this Paleblood evening." Eclipsa spoke with sarcastic hospitality. She began hearing a guttural, raspy voice whose gender was indiscernible speaking into her mind, who sounded none too thrilled with the mortal standing firm at the base of the tree.

My...child... you've slain my child...

"Despite how much as you'd like to claim otherwise, Gehrman was never your child. A prisoner, more like." Eclipsa holstered her Liberator's Lance as she fealt far from threatened by the creature standing before her. "I freed him from his torment, as I have done for everyone else. Their fates are now beyond your and Kos's jurisdiction."

Kos... Her child... you didn't free it, did you...?

"Hm? Ah, yes. The Orphan." Eclipsa tapped her chin as she recalled. "I'm not quite sure why she trapped her own child in a nightmare as well, but... I took care of it, so to speak. I must add that the 'child' you speak of was fully grown when it was re-birthed and became unbearably aggressive the moment I stepped within close proximity. Evidently it turned out to be so consumed in its own fury that it used its mother's placenta as a weapon against me. Twas a hard-fought battle, but the deed was nonetheless done. "

And you didn't dispel its astral body afterwards?

"Hmm. Was that what that was that floated above Kos's corpse after dealing with the child?" Eclipsa tapped a chin as she thought for a moment. She made it difficult to tell if the gesture was genuine or not. "I had thought that simply sending the child from rebirth to re-death would suffice, but I had no idea there was an extra step involved in its liberation. You Great Ones have too many rules and regulations to keep up with."

The Moon Presence body faintly shook as if anger took hold of it.

... Its soul is still bound by the nightmare. Still attached to its mother's corpse...

"I'm sorry to hear that." Eclipsa's apathetic tone betrayed her words. "I've done all that I could have and I'm not going back there just to free someone or something I had no part in persecuting and imprisoning in the first place."

So you will just... abandon it and prolong its suffering? Why?

"Simply put, I bear no urgency to stop it." The Hunter spoke callously as she casually wiped the congealed blood off her gloved hands. "Believe me when I say that my heart goes out to the child and its mother. However, I've done both no wrong at any point in time, therefore I should bear no responsibility nor burden for her or her child's well-being. Furthermore, there is no overlap between our desires and ambitions, so involving myself further into her issues would prove pointless. It was her fault anyways. If she wanted her child free, she could do it herself. I've already done the hard work, surely she could pick up from where I inadvertently left off."

You ignorant fool... she can no longer manifest on any tangible or visible plane... She has become beyond perception. Only possessing enough power to have a cursory grasp on the fate of you mortals. To conceive the Nightmare you were all trapped in. She is even unable to manifest in an Interstice much like this one.

"Well, that isn't my problem now, is it? Again, I wholeheartedly lament the circumstances regarding the mother and its child, but their fates are out of my hands. Much like the way mine and my former fellow Hunters are beyond yours."

You... you possess the power to help Kos. Help her child. Help us.. Why won't you extend the kindness you have for your fellow Hunters to us Great Ones?

Eclipsa sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Look, we're just speaking in circles at this point. They were my friends. People I genuinely cared about, which I cannot say for those in Mewni. And as I said, I did all I could for Kos and her child. I apologize for dismissing her cries for help years ago, but I was young and wary of the world I was in at the time. Often would I find it difficult to discern what is reality and what is fabricated. In fact, I still do to this day, thanks to the harrowing experiences I've had since first stepping foot in Yharnam."

But you'll soon be one of us... chosen to stand among us on similar planes unshackled by the folly of mortality. Is that not enough reason to help further our agenda?

"All things considered, you should be grateful that I lifted a finger for her child to begin with. Do you honestly expect me to go through that harrowing journey once again for a loose end that I'd neglected to tie up? If my dimensional scissors could work in this world, I'd do it in a heartbeat, but because the Commission deemed this place 'forbidden', they cannot function. Only by jumping through enumerable amounts of hoops in secrecy was I able to come here in the first place. But I digress. You all have your own matters to deal with and I have mine. And frankly, I don't care to involve myself in yours any more than I have, even with all this talk of 'Kin'. Besides, I've already bathed in the blood of a few of your kind at this point. Why should I regard you any higher than those I've already dealt with? Because you beg me to? Some 'Great One' you are."

Stirred by the mortal's insolent words, the Moon Presence tore across the flowers towards Eclipsa, raising its body high in an attempt to pounce her.

"Ah, ah, ah." Eclipsa tutted as she unveiled her red amulet, with facial features randomly strewn about its ovular surface. "Are you sure you want to lay a decrepit finger on me while I have this?"

The Moon Presence stopped dead in its tracks, and backed away a few feet, almost threatened by the sight of the Behelit.

It...it chose... you?"

"That it did, my dear. That it did. I understand what is to be expected of me. you'd do well to refrain from attempting to stop what shall inevitably be. However or whenever it may arise. Whatever it may entail. They were never explicit with details, but I'm aware that sacrifice is involved in some way. If part of it involves killing and freeing my fellow Hunters, then surely I'm well under way. Regardless, even a Great One such as yourself cannot hope to swim against the Currents of Causality."

But... Our need for children to carry out our will...

"Let me impart you a small wisdom. From one up-and-coming Great One to a current one." Eclipsa walked forward, compelling the Moon Presence to involuntarily walk back. "None of you so called 'Ascended Beings' know not the first thing about conceiving and raising a child. For you see, my dear Moon Presence, to do so would require a strong unity between two individuals, whose undying love and trust for one another compels them to reproduce in the first place. If the love and trust between the two parties remain unwavering, they would rub off on the developing infant, making him or her sound in body, mind, and soul as they continue to grow. That is the nature of having a child, Moon Presence. Not kidnapping mortals, binding them against their will, or forcing them into unwitting pregnancy."

Love... and trust...?

"Yes. Two simple concepts that seem to lie beyond your understanding despite how much all of you flaunt your 'elevated wisdom."

The cosmic entity's "face" peered into the ground below it as it took a ponderous finger to what passed for a chin on its head.

I see... I understand now...

"Oh? Have I actually managed to enlighten a being of your ilk on this pale evening? Perhaps this so-called 'Behelit' chose wisely after all."

The Moon Presence met Eclipsa face-to-perforated-face and extended a long, bony finger towards her.

Unity may lead to your rise, but so too will it lead to your fall. If what you refer to as 'love and trust' between mortals is all that is needed, then I shall seek out two whose bond will forever withstand the test of time and turmoil. One that shines above the rest amidst the deepest of darkness. Yes... an unbreakable union that not even those of our persuasion can fracture.

"Hmph. Whatever keeps you from tossing and turning at night." Eclipsa dismissively rolled her eyes. "Personally, it matters not to me what you do henceforth, so long as you stay out of my way."

Mark my words, Slave to the Idea of Evil... Your reign may begin at the rise of a Black Sun, but it will inevitably set. And on that day, the Moon of Red shall take its throne upon the sky and your fall shall be nigh.

"How hypocritical of you to call me 'evil' when you and your fellow Great Ones were treating me and every other mortal as your puppets and playthings to abuse and exploit as you saw fit." Eclipsa's arms folded over her chest. Her mood grew steadily more bitter as the conversation progressed. "And you claim to be benevolent beings. You're about as 'benevolent' as my tyrannical mother once was. Perhaps if you remain willfully ignorant to those who you claim as 'beneath you' then you'll possibly share a similar fate."

Speak ill of me and my kind to your heart's content. Causality shall see to it that justice will be served to you as well as those associated with you regardless of your input.

"Are you quite finished?" Eclipsa's hands dropped to her side as she became fed up with the Moon Presence's words. "I'd like to make my way back home now so I could make use of my findings here."

Fortunately for you, I must take my leave. I can sense a mortal beseeching an audience with me at another abstract time and place. Rest now while you can, 'Your Majesty'. Enjoy what little moments of bliss you will scarcely find henceforth. Soon will you discover the true meaning of loss.

With that, the Moon Presence rose from the ground and slowly floated towards the sky as its emaciated form looked to be trapped within the overseeing moon's shape. With its limbs spread wide and its tendrils gently lashing out in the air, the eldritch creature dissolved into nothingness, never to be seen or heard from again.

Eclipsa sighed in exasperation, not caring to heed the prophetic words uttered by the departed Great One. "Must they all bid their farewells that way?"