The story ends with him falling back into a sea of yellow feathers, looking at the screen (or the listener), whispering that everything—the stars, the timing, the music—was never a coincidence.
He finds himself in a room filled with yellow cacti. He pricks his finger—not out of pain, but to release a drop of light. This light becomes the "Penicillium" (the healing mold) that travels through the dimensions to reach the person he is destined to protect. The story ends with him falling back into
Jimin steps outside into a vast desert of white sand. He looks up as a giant yellow moon begins to eclipse a blue sun. He wraps himself in a yellow blanket, and as he spins, the world around him dissolves into ripples of water. This light becomes the "Penicillium" (the healing mold)