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Hey guys, it's WeebKing.
I've decided to discontinue A Snowflake's Chance in Hell.
I want to apologize for everyone waiting for a next chapter.
Over time, my creative drive has shifted, my available time shrinking due to work and other projects, and I find myself disconnected now from A Snowflake's Chance in Hell's original vision.
Even though the fic will not be finished, let me share the final dialogue between Rostam and Rosalyne:
“...but my heart never stopped beating for you… and I never, ever doubted that you’d be able to pull yourself up from the brink.”
“I’ll be here every month, until the end of time.”
“Before we go, can I request something, Rosa?”
"What is it, my Liebling?"
“A dance, my fair lady.”
The ending I planned is this: Rosalyne uses her final Crimson Witch embers to mortally wound Adam in the final battle, but loses her life in the process. She ascends to Heaven after her ultimate sacrifice, but on the condition that she's allowed to visit Rostam in Limbo once a month. Before the two part ways again, the two dance like the good old days in Old Mondstadt.
To everyone who viewed, commented, bookmarked, left a Kudos, thanks a lot. Even if I could not complete ASCIH, your support meant a lot to me while writing it.
As for anyone who found inspiration with this premise, I give you the blessing to take it, and create your own fic, and give La Signora the adventure she deserved to have.
Thank you for reading.