“𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥... 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘝𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵! 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶!” These were the last words Jeanne d’Arc spoke before the tender Flames of the Earth carried her up to Heaven, granting her the rest she had —

A deep breath drew from the Holy Maiden, shaken and tired. Not nearly a day since she had journeyed to the city of Kamihama, guided by a mysterious dream she had a night from a while back, since she first awoke in this new era. Not a dream, but a premonition, she was sure of —

// I’m wondering if I should redesign this account using the colored inages, or keep the Manga layout.

It's been weeks ever since that day. The unfortunate events that led up to that accursed moment. The race against time was for naught as her and the other's pleads were denied. They couldn't help but cry. Tears had flowed down cheeks as they watched her burn. ". . ." ---

// Needing to be more active in this verse, bleh

// I got her!!

// Needing a Tart Magica anime, a mighty need

// Tart Magica got more banners, Madokami bless now if only NA MagiReco was still around

“It’s time to let the light shine upon France!” Opens the curtains to let the morning sun in.

“𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔡𝔲 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔢.”

“Riz, I think people recognize me. They keep saying I’m ‘lit.”

“Frick..”

“It’s a dawn of a new day.” “Wait, what do you mean it’s already nighttime?”

“I have learned that Kamihama is, in fact, very far from France.”

“It’s so lovely to see the world no longer torn from war!”

“I suppose a little rest is too much to ask for, especially in modern days.”