Date with Destiny a series of Chrono Trigger shortfics by Dot -
Epilogue: Letters from the Edge

Dear Traveler,
Welcome. By the time (ha!) you drop by, I may not be around anymore. Eternity, as you will soon discover, is highly overrated. Most visitors don't dally very long, either, but perhaps you'll stay awhile (ha, again!) and let me indulge myself in a little talking.

That's what gets to everyone, eventually, you know--the boredom, and the loneliness. Boredom, because nothing new ever happens here; loneliness, because nothing else really exists. I hope you have an excellent imagination, because you will be spending most of your visit daydreaming. (That's what I do, anyway, so if I don't seem to notice you, please don't take offense.)

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar

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Dear Traveler,
Something very strange has happened. Heck, something has happened, period! It's not possible to tell with the naked eye, but I've been around long enough (chuckle) to tell that the fabric of time is being messed with.

Oh? Didn't you know that time is malleable? For you, of course, the past is fixed, the present lasts but for a moment, and the future always remains unreachable, but that's because you're a part of the system. But beyond the realm that you're familiar with--in the domain of the gods, time is just another toy, a plaything for them to use (and abuse) to their whim.

But anyway, back to the subject. What once was an old, dingy-looking street with nothing but a doorway, a bucket, and a single street lamp (and, of course, me) now is an old, dingy-looking street, etcetera, with some shiny pillars of light in it.

You may ask, "So what?"

Well, I'm about to find out. Given the general weirdness of this place, though, I'm not sure what would happen should I step into the light (oh, yes, that reminds me - avoid the bucket at all costs), so I'm leaving you this note just in case.

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar

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Dear Traveler,
I hate time travel.

I still have a headache just thinking about it. I'm sure you've experienced what I'm talking about first hand anyway, since you've made it here and you're reading my letters.

Did you know that the future can cause the past?

I didn't realize it then (again with the puns--I can't help myself), but that Prophet who helped the Queen awaken Lavos was our very own young Prince Janus, all grown up, coming back into the past to get revenge on the monster. In one of life's greatest ironies, he instead became the very instrument of destruction that toppled the Sky Kingdom.

Thirteen centuries from that, a young genius will, in a bit of an accident, open a Gate to the tunnels of Time and begin a series of adventures that will save past, present and future. Perhaps you'll run into that group--in that case, please say hello to them for me.

Further into the future, my colleague is working on a time machine inspired by reports of a silver bird the Earthbound Ones had seen.

And, at the dawn of man, the red stone that will form the Sword, the Jewel, and the Mirror is passed down from generation to generation.

Perhaps I should be just a bit worried that so many people are gallavating about all over the timline, but no matter what era I end up in I discover that everything works out somehow.

Or maybe I'm just a staunch optimist.

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar

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Dear Traveler,
I hope you never have the misfortune of crossing paths with Lavos.

One can argue that it, fundamentally, is not an evil creature, just a bit overzealous in ensuring its survival. But when one is on the receiving ends of its machinations and experiences first hand the tragedies it creates, one finds being sympathetic much more difficult.

And it wasn't just the humans that were affected, either. If it weren't for Lavos, the great lizards would have ruled the Earth, the Mystics would not be on the brink of extinction, and the mechanical race would have gracefully inherited stewardship instead of seizing it by force.

This--traveling light years in the cold vacuum of space, landing on a viable planet and then draining it of all life, then sending offspring in search of new grounds--can't possibly be a sustainable life cycle, especially not if there are more of these things out there. But could it be reasoned with, or even spoken to?

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar

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Dear Traveler,
I've moved to a parallel universe. Maybe we'll meet again there, but I might not be recognizable.

Try looking for a warp in space called the "Bend of Time". Visitors are always welcome.

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar

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Dear Traveler,
I really, really HATE time travel.

Your Local Old Weirdo,
Gaspar -
Unnecessarily Long and Tiresome Authoress' Notes:
Scene divider symbol is "infinity", the setting on the Epoch that sends you to the End of Time.

The "parallel universe" and "Bend of Time" Gaspar mentions are references to Crono Cross.