A few days earlier...
"Elegy." She put her hand out, "Good luck."
He was a bit confused by her gesture. Awkwardly, he put his hand out to take what she was giving him, but he only found out what it was after she haa handed it to him. A singular pair of sunglasses.
"Pheh, you think these are gonna make a difference?" He snorted.
"Small changes make a big difference." She smiled right back.
"Oh? Okay then." He nodded as well before turning around, "Good luck to you as well."
On that day, two fates diverged, each expecting many great results from one another. On the one hand, Elegy wished for Migu and Energy to succeed in their endeavors and find as many of their friends as possible. On the other hand, Migu could only give him this much.
"Shades, huh?" Elegy inspected the sunglasses with a proud smile before putting them on, "I like 'em. Snazzy!"
"But now isn't the time to play dress up." He continued, "Shall we look at the list and see what all I have left to do? Then, to begin with—I gotta find Sab and Nerys, then I gotta beat the crap out of the cherubim, and hopefully that'll free Hats from its clutches. After that... Meh, I'll figure out the rest later."
The plan was as simple as it was complex. In many ways, this seemingly straightforward plan of action had to be carried out with great thought and precision put into it. Rushing in headfirst was a brave feat, but not that smart. In other words, even just finding those two would be extremely difficult and require some amount of luck. Neither of the two picked up his radio call prior to this, and time was running out for Hats.
"Sab, Nerys, can you hear me?" He tried again to no avail, "Tch, what the Hell are you doing...?"
"Kzzt!" The radio buzzed, a sickeningly smug voice replying to his outcries, "Not giving up, are you?"
"...Cherubim."
The Staple of Heaven mocked him endlessly from the radio comms. As if teasing him, hoping to get under his skin so that he would take the bait. The cherubim knew just how strong of a chokehold it had on Elegy, and it made sure that this was apparent to him as well.
"So, you got Hats under your spell, huh?" He asked, "Even now, you're talking through his vessel."
"May very well be the case." The cherubim—in Hats' very own voice—replied, "And we both await your arrival with great glee! Our conversation from earlier hasn't yet been properly adjourned."
Elegy despised hearing this beast speak to him so friendlily, and in his own ally's voice no less. He grit his teeth and played it cool.
"Is there even a point to holding conversations with those that don't even listen to you?" Elegy sighed, "I believe I told you, but I won't be the one meeting you next time."
"So that's the case, you heard from the Gods about S.B..." It immediately understood, "I don't think you quite yet understand to what capacity his catalysm can accompli-"
Elegy hung up.
"Kzzt! Finger slipped. Oh well, I'm sure it didn't have anything smart to say anyways."
Placing the walkie talkie snugly into his back pocket again, he continued to walk towards the Gods' Abode in hopes of figuring out the locations of the rest of his scattered allies. Obviously, the cherubim had demotivated everyone and sent them back home, but that doesn't mean much when you take into account that Elegy doesn't know where anyone lives.
"The search is narrowed down to district G for sure." He figured, "But even then, a district is no small field to cross, especially with the crowdedness of it. If only they answered their walkie talkies..."
As if looking for a needle in a sea of hay, Elegy was tasked with a simply unsurmountable task to handle. But, he figured, whining wouldn't solve a thing. And so, thusly he had sped up his pace before arriving at the fated building wherein the Gods primarily resided.
"The yard is always so annoying to cross just to get to the door..." He complained, "Knock knock! Just kidding, I'm coming in."
The joke was met with a loud silence, but not because no one found it humorous. Rather, there was no one to even judge it in the first place, as the entire Abode was empty at the time. The Gods were still stuck in the hole by this point, and Migu and the others were behind Elegy. He was, for all intents and purposes, all alone in the building.
"OOOOOI~!" Elegy let out a loud roar, "If anyone's in here, come on out!"
Nothing. The prolonged silence made him put his sanity into question, but he ignored the weary emotions in favor of another loud holler.
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"Nerys! Sab!?"
Alas, no one answered the call. He lowered his tone, coughing a bit from the strenuous use of his vocal cords, before ultimately strolling down the aisle.
"This place just isn't as fun without those Two morons causing us trouble." He reckoned, "Hey, I could use this situation to check out the Book we were vying for earlier."
"Or not." He slouched, "Without ladders or wings, I can't climb that high alone. Maybe if I used something sharp to ascend...?"
He looked around the area, finding nothing of use initially. It was only after he removed his snazzy sunglasses did he realize the answer was staring right at him—well, the back of his head that is.
"Oh right, the golden pickaxe!"
And so, alone inside the one place he was forbidden to be in, Elegy began to ascend up the monolithic lectern atop which all the answers to this Heavenly mystery lied. The pick easily dug into the wood, allowing him a new place to jam his fingers into as a sort of checkpoint. It was quite literally carving out his own path for him.
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"Hngh...!" He grunted, "Nghhhh~"
"Bzzt!"
"Gyah-!?"
A scrunching noise startled Elegy, causing him to slip and fall all the way to the bottom. It was the talkie in his back pocket, thankfully it didn't break on impact.
"Dammit, who is it!?" He shouted.
Three voices, those of Migu, Energy and Sheep replied back with somewhat sheepish news. Migu wanted to report her success in motivating the other two to rejoin the cause, but a few problems persisted yet.
"Dammit, she already did it?" He said, mic closed, "That should've taken her way longer! Hold on, I just got here, what do I say now?!"
He tried ghosting the line, pocketing the talkie once more before starting his climb over from the beginning. As expected, Migu's buzzes didn't allow for this.
"Stop buzzing me! You'll throw off my rhythm!" He shouted at her.
"We need orders." She immediately replied, "We were thinking of going to look for Hats next."
Hats, the one currently under the spell of the cherubim. Currently, no one but Elegy knew of this being the case, and it was his intention to keep it that way until the matter was resolved. Though, he still needed to prepare something to say to them, but what would sound the most believable?
"D-Don't! Hats is-err, well..." Elegy interrupted her, "Sab and Nerys are on it, so don't worry!"
The last time she saw Elegy, Migu was fully convinced that Elegy had some sort of masterplan that involved those two. It was this exact fact that he leveraged in order to sell them this cheap lie. Of course the omniscient reader knows that Sab and Nerys were not in fact found by Elegy, at least not yet, but the ones on the other end of the line didn't need to know that. He put the walkie talkie back in his pocket before slowly climbing up the side of the lectern.
"Bzzt! So then-?"
"I told you to stop calling me already!" Elegy fumed, "I need full concentration, this isn't easy!"
"Eh? S-Sorry..." She sulked, "Hey, what are you even doing right now?"
At this time, the two Gods Prylos and Selzion were trapped down at the bottom of the hole Elegy had trapped them inside. They were far away from the group physically, but they could still possibly read their minds and find out Elegy's ploy if he shared it with anyone. No, not yet he resolved. He won't be revealing anything to anyone until the matter was already done and dusted.
"I can't tell you that." Elegy waited this time before climbing the wall again, "I knew it." He muttered, pressing the button on the side of the talkie.
"Elegy, enough of this." Energy sounded annoyed, "Just tell us what to do next."
"Oof, that's, err..." He thought about it, "You could... No, that's no good. Well maybe-! Nah, that'd ruin a bunch of things, actually."
He had caught himself in his own web of lies. Sending them out to look for Sab and Nerys would be a job that would end in a flash thanks to Sheep's archangel wings. A lot of confusion and doubt would arise if the two groups had somehow converged, so he had to think of an alternative. In the end, only one idea prevailed as the safest, though it would be a very steep price to pay.
"Go vasta." He said with a guilty expression, "There you'll find a hole with possibly some scary sounding voice yelling below."
"Eh!? That sounds scary!" Migu winced, "What are we supposed to do there!?"
"...Make sure nothing comes out."
With this, their fate was sealed. Elegy knew his friends all too well—telling them to not let something happen is directly translated for them into do just that. He knew the group would end up messing up and unleashing the Gods way sooner than he had planned, but there was simply no other way to keep his plan going.
"No matter, that just means I gotta pick up the pace before they inevitably get here!" He smirked, placing the walkie talkie in his pocket before striking the lectern's wood with the pickaxe, "Just a quick glance at the Book and I'm off!"
Climbing the lectern, opening the Book, reading all that was embedded within its pages, possibly even deciphering it... All this had to be done before the Gods had rushed the Abode and caught him. The words of the cherubim still rang out loudly in his head—finding out his identity was his primary goal.
"Hup! Once I'm... done!" He slowly but surely made his way up, "I'll, hup! Leave the yuh! Abode, and... Grm! Then I'll go look for Sab and Nerys. It won't be a lie if I find them eventually, so long as Migu and the others don't find them first."
A confusing plotline which even he himself cursed. The structure was too puzzling, the boomerang storytelling a terrible narrative choice. Regardless, it was this very chaotic world he afterlived in, and there was no other way around it but to accept it. Sab, as the Catalyst for Heaven's Fall, simply had to be there for their fight against the cherubim. If that meant having to take the harder route, then Elegy was more than willing to do so. All this effort, all these risks and huge gambles... All just for the sake of Vastoria's and their eternal happiness.
"Just a bit more...!" He announced, climbing over the ledge, "Nggggah! Phew!"
As expected, the closed Book that was larger than twice his size showed itself to him, but bore no information outright. Its Colors perplexing, its length dazzling. Just what kind of secrets would he find within its pages?
"Find out next time, on Heaven's Calling!" Elegy turned to the camera, "...'cause Gods know it'll take me a while to even figure out how to open such a heavy thing."
The fourth wall was in shambles, and so was he.