Every time I witnessed the part where the player character would sing all eight melodies to Queen Mary, I've always imagined as she slowly began to recollect about her raising Giegue as an infant that, instead of fading into darkness, all of Magicant would crumble and deteriorate into the heavens. Sketched out pencil, inked with pens, and colored with Prisma markers with a few color pencil touch ups.