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Grimnír closes his eyes once more and attempts to clear his mind.

[~Let go of despair]

Calmness. Acceptance. Peace.

[~Let go of the world]

Blank. Emptiness. Essence.

[~Let go of the self]

Selfless. Absence. Void.

[~Let go of everything]

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He opens his eyes and the moment seems like an eternity.

It is not the knowledge of the universe, nor the understanding of all things. It is not the wisdom of history, nor is it the soul of man. It is not the comprehension of laws and omens, nor is it the strength of the mind. But he can see it all - the threads that bind this world called Gensokyo together. He can see beyond it - threads that weave in and out of this world and countless other universes. The threads flow like a living river, unbound by life and death. The threads defy reality, unbound by space and time. The threads exist and do not exist, unbound by definition.

[~This is just a glimpse of your world, through the eyes of...]

Everything is so clear now.

He blinks and sees the globes of light fly toward him. This situation seems to small and petty, compared to what he has seen. But even such a simple encounter must be resolved.

[~The Unravelling]

"The Unravelling!"

For a moment, the field between the Grimnír and the fairies blurs, then turns into an indescribable miasma of color and shape. Then it collapses into itself with a deep unearthly rumble. He watches as the fairies panic and flee into the forest.

The globes, the path, the trees, and everything within a five meter radius just vanished - as if it never existed. Even its memory is slowly fading away.

[~This is your power.]

Grimnír's vision blurs once more, but this time due to a sudden exhaustion.

[~This is why I sent you here.]

He is going to collapse. His body has reached its limit.

[~You are my...]

Everything turns to black.

[ ] Brown and Red.
[ ] Red and Pink.
[ ] Blue and White.