"This, I promise you. I will break the secrets of the world. With that knowledge, I will create my own complete and perfect world. One day, you will awaken to a world of my creation. A world without spirit."
As your eyes set upon the familiar girl before you, you might notice something off. She definitely looks like the Dawn you know--4'6'' (137 cm), maybe 71 lbs (32kg), kinda cute, maybe a bit dorky--but that look in her eyes is... different. If you've got magic senses, let there be no doubt. This is not the same Dawn you are familiar with.
Things turned out quite differently for her, in ways you might not expect. She faced hardships the prime Dawn never did, met failures at key points in her story, and was ultimately unable to stop Cyrus from achieving his dream. One can only imagine what she witnessed, what Cyrus may have done, what may have happened to her. And yet here she stands, a doppelganger of her prime self.
Could she know a version of you that met a very different destiny? Or maybe she doesn't know you at all. Maybe you never even exited in her alternate reality. How deep does the butterfly effect change a world once set in motion? Could it change the lives of people unrelated to it? Could things we take for granted be unheard of there?
Who else from her world is here?
Did she see Cyrus' perfect world?
Who are we if not for our flaws? Do we even exist without them? Does art still exist without the meaning an artist gives it? Is there even a sharp distinction between the real and the unreal? The mind naturally seeks out understanding. It wants to perceive reason. But what happens when it starts to see patterns where there are none? What happens when one's perceived reality is different from another's? If an alolan exegutor falls, but no one is there to hear it, does it actually make a sound?
We all must face our failures in life. No destiny is without hardship, and some face more of it than others. What would you give for a second chance to redo something you failed at? Would you accept your failures, or try to right them by taking a clothes' iron to the wrinkles of fate? How far would you go in the pursuit of perfection...?
Dawn's words echoed:
"No matter how tough things get, you've just gotta keep on trucking!"