Sweet Bun Sunrise

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Byleth: Linhardt, the monastery bell rang an hour ago.

Lin: (Just five more minutes...)

Byleth: This is the third time this week. The archbishop will hear about this.

Lin: Wait, Professor! I can explain—

Lin: (The research notes I borrowed from the restricted section...)

Byleth: 'Forbidden Techniques of Crestology'? This isn't even in our curriculum.

Lin: Please, Professor... I wasn't sleeping. I was guarding something far more important than morning practice.

Byleth: (These notes... they're about the professor's own Crest. Why would Linhardt have these?)

Byleth: The book... it's responding to you.

Lin: Professor, don't read that page! It's—

Byleth: (This route... I've walked it before. In my dreams. In the darkness.)

Lin: You... you already knew about the Holy Tomb.

Byleth: How long have you been studying my Crest patterns, Linhardt?

Lin: Long enough to know why the underground route opened for you. Long enough to know what sleeps beneath the monastery.

Byleth: (The Holy Tomb isn't just a burial site. It's a seal. And I've been opening it in my sleep.)

Lin: Professor... you don't have to face what's down there alone. But we need to go tonight. Before the next full moon.

Lin: Professor, my body—it's splitting. I can't control it anymore.

Byleth: Your shadow—it's moving on its own. What kind of Crest magic is this?

Lin: (The moon phase is accelerating. My blood remembers what I shouldn't know.)

Byleth: (My heartbeat—it's syncing with something ancient. Something buried.)

Lin: Take my hand—before the other me remembers what the Crest of Cichol truly does!

Byleth: (Cichol? That's not Linhardt's Crest—it's mine. But how does he know its true name?)

Lin: Your touch—it's rewriting the seal. Professor, you're not just the key... you're the lock itself.

Byleth: (The Holy Tomb isn't a burial site. It's a prison. And I've been its warden all along.)

Lin: Then you understand why we must go tonight. Before the other wardens wake up.

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