February 11th
It was after school, and Madran had Suga over in her room. Chicory had once again tried to get in, but was denied entry.
"Why is he so intent on getting in?"
"I have no idea, Madran."
Madran looked over to her closet, and then back.
"So, Ms. Farjis is ok with this?"
"As long as we don't kill the person."
"Yeah. Hey, why is your closet glowing blue?"
Madran shrugged.
"Eh. Wanna go see?"
Suga nodded. Madran led her to her closet, and entered the Velvet Room. Suga went in after her.
"Hey! I remember this."
"Ah. Welcome to the Velvet Room."
"Hi, Philemon!"
Margaret was also there.
"I see that Suga has finally uncovered the truth abut her mentor."
"Yep! Hey, aren't you that lady who first talked to me back in January?"
"Yes."
"What about Sheila?"
"Sheila is still yet to find out her true self. I don't know what could possibly be wrong with her things, but she's in the modeling business. Any number of things could go wrong."
"She mentioned another white-haired lady."
Margaret's eyes seemed to tear up a bit as she seemed to remember something.
"Ah, yes. That would be my younger sister."
Philemon walked over to the other door.
"Now, ladies, shall we?"
"Hmm?"
"Oh, right, Suga, Philemon can take us into the Metaverse."
"Ah. Um, what can he do?"
"He's a big help, providing healing and buffs."
Philemon nodded.
"Thank you, I'm flattered."
Suga nodded, walking through the door with the other two.
"What about Margaret?"
"She'll stay behind."
Suga noticed that Margaret was holding her head in her hands.
"Was it because I mentioned her sister?"
"Yes. Let us not stall any longer."
The trio were back in the large, underground anteroom.
"Hey! My clothes are back."
"Yes. Every time you enter the area that you summoned your persona, the necessary changes occur."
"Cool! Hmm."
Suga tapped her mask.
"Persona!"
Bubonia appeared behind her. Philemon almost jumped back in shock.
"Woah. Out of all personas I've seen, this one has to be the largest."
"Aww, is that right, dear?"
Bubonia looked down at Philemon.
"Hmm. You have a persona, too?"
Philemon shook his head.
"No."
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Together, we Conquer
FanfictionThis book is for my sister. When a teenager named Madran in the Japanese metropolis of Shibuya is visited by a mysterious man named Philemon in her dreams, she is tasked with the simple yet vague goal of "assisting the trickster." Then, a weird app...
