(Replaces "HEAVENLY STRINGS", which was added in Release II as an extra.)

Reuploaded from Spotify. 

------ (LORE:)

The terrain was unstable. The floor was shaking, trembling beneath ancient latticework and half-remembered simulations, like a stage refusing to forget the performance it once lain on hearts. "So this is it...? Jasper... You're better than this." Aniyah stepped lightly, her boots crushing holographic debris, light flickering at the seams of reality being strung like a distortion. This place, "Realitaria Inc.", had no laughter in it. Only silence, carved into stone by something greater. Jasper was waiting... He would show Aniyah why he's so mysterious, mostly, for today.

Jasper stood at the core of the arena. Unmoving. Not defensive, not even alert — just there, as though he had always been part of the architecture. His sweater, now ripped and battered due to his insatiable anguish, swept softly behind him, hands still in his pockets, face unreadable. A calm tethered to something unspoken.

"Why do you do this to me, Jasper?" Aniyah said. Jasper eyed her softly... “I needed something potent,” he replied, "Something so potent it overcame the voices of my mind." His voice was like falling glass. A soft, precise, and absolute resonance.

Aniyah could feel it, the low hum of buried divinity, the kind that doesn’t rise with rage, but with memory. He wasn’t showing her his power. He was strategizing how hard he should take his strength towards Aniyah.

“Atonement was so powerful, right?" she said. “You did nothing to help, that is until I nearly died.” Jasper looked slouched, his emotions getting the best of him “No.” Jasper’s head tilted slightly, not in denial — but in disappointment. “I allowed it.”

A rupture cracked across the floor, illusionary lights surged in a rainbow-esque pattern from underground conduits. With the surrounding area succumbing to Jasper's presence, it noticed him. It had a mind of it's own. Simulated gravity warped. An old defense mechanism woke up. Although, not from him, but because of him. It were as if the maker of this divine format recognized its creator.

“You still don’t understand,” he murmured. “You were never meant to stop me. You were meant to see me.” Jasper paused... “But I won’t let you continue.”

Aniyah looked down. "I know... You never do." Aniyah and Jasper took a long pause, gently. It was a clash of love and hatred. Then, for the first time, Jasper stepped forward. He walked, slowly, deliberately, like a shadow coming to life. His very notation screamed danger. Aniyah's heart throbbed in fear.

“So let’s make this grand,” he said, gaze narrowing. “For the sake of The True Reality.” Jasper finally broke his facade. He mentioned the thing Aniyah needed to know he noticed. This confirmed who he was to her... And she took it very seriously.

"Fine. Have it your way." She began to unsheathe her sword. "Let's have a spar, will we...?" Aniyah flirted with him. "Because my husband wouldn't deserve me if he couldn't beat me." Jasper giggled. "Sure... Say it that way."

The fight had already begun.

------ (Additional Info:)

The climax of Release III, something that's happening to signify great change in these two.

Clown Factory (Vs. Jasper Duskfiel)

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