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Daren grew more and, seemingly, even quicker than before. In fact, the larger he grew, the faster it went. Already, the naked changing fox found his head in the clouds, with him increasingly embarrassed by all of his. Primarily because of the changes his body is undergoing, feeling his tails splitting into more tails and his fox marks on his muzzle fading away. His eyes gaze down, and he was stunned to see, despite his already massive size, Zelda waving up at him. He was just as shocked that he could still hear her sweet voice.

Indeed, as Zelda had guessed to herself, Daren was some part of grand fate. She doubted Glorfindel words, having found a similar temple during her archeological digs that she found herself drawn to even if it didn’t grant her similar powers. Having seen the means of what the kitsune uses to travel through the multiverse, Zelda was in, perhaps by coincidence or by fate, a universe where there was already a Daren and Zelda pair, though they were elsewhere as told by their jackal friend, Ash. There she learned many things about this Daren and Zelda, their Athrú legacy and history, and their battles with this L, before she returned more determined than before.

And yet, even as Daren towers over the earth, his paws as large as continents, he felt something happening on his back. His hair, changing so that they now were long and hang backwards, felt a burning feeling on his back. And yet, this feeling didn’t hurt but instead forms a symbol. That symbol that he knew so well as the letter A.

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