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A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away. Let the hunt begin. So said the voice of nostalgia.

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SEGMENT †††††： ON THE MEDALLION ENIGMATIC UTERUS： GARDEN HUGE ARCHIVE

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But then there was the second reason. The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all. Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.

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Its status quo was of eternal preservation of its own life, simply by allowing each event to correct itself. Unless we were able to bring a Definite End before the Great Clock revived, we would never escape, and the Equilibrium would restore itself.

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Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used as a pretext to purge this filthy world. Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.

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No amount of silent waiting would twist those foolish ideas into truth. The truth hid just out of sight, always too quick to be caught. It fled, diving away just faster than the eye could focus on it.

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We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude, if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan. The silence itself confirmed our suspicions. The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.

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A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away. Let the hunt begin. So said the voice of nostalgia.

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And that left the third reason. Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human... What had they thought? What was their goal? There should still be those among us who understand.

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A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away. Let the hunt begin. So said the voice of nostalgia.

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SEGMENT †††††： ON THE MEDALLION ENIGMATIC UTERUS： GARDEN HUGE ARCHIVE

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SEGMENT †|： WAR RELICS EDGE OF THE GARDEN： WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS

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Hope, desire, delusion, anxiety, and- ..and yes, walls. Each object an embodiment of their abandoned humanity. And that was all we knew of them.

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Did they offer themselves up as martyrs, in eternal PRAYER, as the Dragon's words suggested? When they gained immortal bodies, their senses and values were altered―

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A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away. Let the hunt begin. So said the voice of nostalgia.

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And that left the third reason. Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human... What had they thought? What was their goal? There should still be those among us who understand.

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"Yes. You know the same already, so you cannot avert your eyes." The same words enter my mind as always, and become a sign. The fading scent of sentimentality. Or perhaps it should be called a euphoria, tailored to duty.

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If we were to be delayed along the road ahead, we would become trapped by pursuers from the Great Clock Once the infiltrators are within the body, it is only a matter of time until they are eliminated.

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SEGMENT ††††††： INTO CARDINAL CAVITIES OF DELUSION： CARDINALSHAFT FRAME

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Did they offer themselves up as martyrs, in eternal PRAYER, as the Dragon's words suggested? When they gained immortal bodies, their senses and values were altered―

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SEGMENT †††： CLOUDY OCEAN INVISIBLE CRACKS： OCEAN OF REGRET

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And the Unnecessary things themselves are to be used as material to define borders. To tear away one's own feelings and illusions, and Redraw the Line.

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They will laugh if I tell them I was watching the stars. But that is the only way I can describe it. I was there before I realized. A foolish thing that happens all too frequently. A curse I must always carry.

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SEGMENT †††： CLOUDY OCEAN INVISIBLE CRACKS： OCEAN OF REGRET

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SEGMENT ††|： RUINED CATSLE OFF THE GULF OF SECT： SEA AREA

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And the Unnecessary things themselves are to be used as material to define borders. To tear away one's own feelings and illusions, and Redraw the Line.

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Hope, desire, delusion, anxiety, and- ..and yes, walls. Each object an embodiment of their abandoned humanity. And that was all we knew of them.

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but neither were they always easy opponents. That was why we had arrived here from Outside so easily. It would be different now that we were Inside. But how? We had no answer, and so were left with nothing but a vague uneasiness.

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*Removing all operation cues* *Operation complete. Commencing close down.* *We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.* *One last thing...* *We hope you enjoy a little time left.*

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Did they offer themselves up as martyrs, in eternal PRAYER, as the Dragon's words suggested? When they gained immortal bodies, their senses and values were altered―

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The speculation was nothing but idle entertainment to begin with. Perhaps the conclusion was just ahead, waiting for us to reach it? Thoughts, predictions of the future ― Hope.

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They hid something away, and its concealed brilliance brought travellers asking what it was, and what it was for. No doubt they became as they are for its sake.

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