An Answered Prayer
A mystic voice floats through the air, calm and gentle…
“My child, your prayer was received by me most graciously. Please accept this token of my appreciation… I wish you great tidings in the future.”
A ball of light floated down… and:
A large bag of very rare berries appeared!
Strangely enough, Herald herself was awake while both Jarvis and Haos were sleeping. She herself had not expected any sort of company, though upon hearing the voice descend from the heavens themselves. The slothful Dusknoir showed little surprise or gratitude for that matter when said bag floated down in front of her. The light itself dissipating rather quickly, the ghost slowly picked up the bag, placing it upon her lap. “Hmph… showoff… At least the noise has ended.” Herald muttered quietly, staring at the sky with a tired expression as she slowly opened the bag. The assortment of berries would take the breath away from even the most jaded berry critic. Herald merely shrugged, pulling one out before nonchalantly plopping it into her mouth. “I just hope they deal with that much bigger problem soon… It would be a pain to move to a different universe.”