diff --git a/index.html b/index.html
index 7b6d8e5..fb1efb9 100644
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+++ b/index.html
@@ -184,7 +184,7 @@ SOCRATES: I've discovered that you can use drawing compasses to make a hook.
SOCRATES: Tie it to a string and it'll hook onto any garment left unguarded.
-DIOMATA: *This is Socrates, a young student of mine. However, he isn't from a wealthy family like most of them so he makes due however he can.*
+DIOTIMA: *This is Socrates, a young student of mine. However, he isn't from a wealthy family like most of them so he makes due however he can.*
DIOTIMA: Clever. Not at all moral or right though.
@@ -876,7 +876,7 @@ DIOTIMA: *That got me in with a good standing with the citizens, but until anoth
DIOTIMA: *I'm probably still gonna stick with this though as it's been far more rewarding. I'll let those snobs deal with their disasters on their own. What happens to them happens.*
-SOCRATES: Diomata? Are you alright?
+SOCRATES: DIOTIMA? Are you alright?
DIOTIMA: Ah? Yes, yes I am. I was just thinking.
@@ -884,7 +884,7 @@ SOCRATES: So was I! I was just wondering that if we assume right and wrong are t
DIOTIMA: That is a good question. You see…
-Diomata stumbles, seemingly slipping on nothing. Socrates moves to help her but she finds her footing.
+DIOTIMA stumbles, seemingly slipping on nothing. Socrates moves to help her but she finds her footing.
SOCRATES: Are you alright?
@@ -1031,6 +1031,7 @@ completed: false
inventory: ["Our senses can be doubted."]
cred: 5
fac: 0
+youmuSlash: false
--
DIOTIMA: *Yes, I suppose, I could just do what I've always wanted to do.*
@@ -1104,7 +1105,7 @@ Figure out **LOVE**.
[if YoumuComplete == false]
[align center]
-[[Talk to Youmu.|YOUMU 1]] [[Haunt Youmu.|YOUMU H 1]]
+[[Talk to Youmu.|YOUMU 1]] [[Haunt Youmu.|YOUMU H 0]]
[continued]
[if anyComplete == true]
@@ -1245,7 +1246,39 @@ REIMU: Hmm. I'll indulge you. [[Here's what I think of love.|REIMU 2]]
{ambient sound: 'youmu2'}
-YOUMU: ...fine. [[Here's what I think|YOUMU 2]]
+[if youmuSlash]
+YOUMU: ...
+
+Diotima waves her hands in the air.
+
+DIOTIMA: I'm not gonna harm you!
+
+YOUMU: I know. I'm just worried I might harm you.
+
+Youmu puts down her sword with more than a little hesitation.
+
+YOUMU: [[Let's continue then?|YOUMU 3]]
+[else]
+YOUMU: S-stop! Fiendish ghoul! You may move no closer!
+
+DIOTIMA: I was wondering if—
+
+YOUMU: No!
+
+Youmu brandishes a longsword of a make unbeknownst to Diotima.
+
+DIOTIMA: I was—
+
+YOUMU: AHHHHH! Stay back!
+
+Diotima stops speaking entirely. Youmu holds her sword up defensively.
+
+DIOTIMA: Does that even work on—
+
+YOUMU: The things that cannot be cut by my Roukanken...
+
+YOUMU: [[...are next to none!|YOUMU 2]]
+[continued]
[CSS]
#backdrop {
@@ -1367,7 +1400,7 @@ YOU: {text input for: 'yourAnswer'}
background-repeat: no-repeat;
background-size: cover;
}
-[continued]cred: cred - 2
+[continued]cred: cred - 1
--
Diotima focuses her ghostly energies on Reimu... doing so takes a toll on her and she'll lose her presence while trying.
@@ -1438,7 +1471,7 @@ Your credibility is UNDOUBTABLE.
background-repeat: no-repeat;
background-size: cover;
}
-[continued]cred: cred - 2
+[continued]cred: cred - 2
--
[if cred < 0]
{embed passage: 'HUB LOSS'}
@@ -1535,7 +1568,11 @@ DIOTIMA: Well, [[FU—|Ending]]
background-repeat: no-repeat;
background-size: cover;
}
-[continued]Congratulations on finishing the game!
+[continued]Author here, this is the end of the game. I'd put a photo here to celebrate but because of budget constraints I can only afford a word.
+
+Congratulations!
+
+~~Feel free to replay the game since there's at least two different approaches to beating it. Or don't.~~
{restart link, label: "RESTART"}cred (cred < 5): cred + 1
--
@@ -1955,7 +1992,7 @@ inventory.indexOf(newItem) === -1 ? inventory.push(newItem) : console.log("
if (inventory.indexOf("Love is a wild, ultimately transient state.") > -1) {
inventory.splice(inventory.indexOf("Love is a wild, ultimately transient state."), 1); // 2nd parameter means remove one item only
}
-[continued]Entering into Youmu's mind (or soul, Diotima isn't really sure which), she finds herself in a peaceful, tranquil place. It's dead silent.
+[continued]Entering into Youmu's mind (or soul, Diotima isn't really sure which), she finds herself in a peaceful, tranquil place. It's dead silent.
Inside she finds an idea:
@@ -2459,7 +2496,143 @@ if (inventory.indexOf("We all wear facades.") > -1) {
background-repeat: no-repeat;
background-size: cover;
}
-[continued]