“...From the moment you found this secret space, you started considering the possibility that I have [Retrograde].” Like some cliché evil mid-boss villain, Athanas launched into a monologue without being asked.

“There seems to be some kind of note inside.” Athanas fearlessly reached into the coffin and pulled out a piece of paper. Wait, [Retrograde] isn’t in there? Before I could even wrap my head around the situation, Athanas examined the note, his brow furrowed in concentration. “...There’s some strange information scribbled on it.”

I tossed and turned all night, my mind racing with worries and concerns. The realization that the Church of Order was utterly useless had hit me hard and sleep eluded me.

“I have [Retrograde]. I was hiding it because you seemed afraid of me, but...” Fabio’s jaw dropped in shock. Then he suddenly smacked his forehead and let out a scream-like groan. “Aaargh! F*ck!” “Fabio?” “Retrograde! You had Retrograde all along! No wonder you were so calm!” “Fabio, right now...” “I knew I wasn’t going crazy! F*ck! I almost fell for your gaslighting!” “Time is...” “Wow, you crazy bastard!” “...You think I’m crazy?” “Of course you’re crazy! F*ck! Getting stabbed but enduring the pain just to get more information instead of turning back time - if that’s not crazy, then what is? Doesn’t it hurt like hell? Is it really worth suffering through this?”