[ Her hand lowers back down to the grass beside them, clutches the soft blades within the palm of her hand. ] ...Both. It... could only be both.

[ She already knew she had a third form, from when her sword had transformed into is final tier five hundred years ago, but this vision reveals more. But does it matter in the present?

Her hand loosens upon the ground. Beneath her palm is ash. ]

We've been living incomplete for the duration of this entire universe... I had completely forgotten.