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[I.R.] Kal'tsit

"Take the sword, you coward."
"Long have you hidden behind those whose power is dwarfed by yours."
"There is no hope for me, but plenty for you and Amiya."
"I pass on my name without regret or fear, held aloft by a deep, eternal hope."

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[I.R.] Suzuran

At the end of days, Suzuran guided the miracle machines with her Elder Blood.
Until the Originium sprouted.
As she struggled, her Omamori stopped tick-tocking. She calmed down, clasp her hands, and prayed: "I'll see you soon, Mama, Papa."

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[I.R.] W

"Future of the Sarkaz."
Words of someone near death.
After Londonium, news spread of what the Sarkaz had done. Fires smelt of human flesh in every nation until snuffed by black crystal. As it grew silent, W became queen to an empire of dirt.

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Three more to go, and I can set you free! 😆

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[I.R.] Exusiai
When The Law broke down, when the runaway experiment ended, Lemuel was worried. Never again will she be psychically linked to people. Now all she had for her bonds were love and memory.

Then she laughed: Hasn't that always been the case?

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[I.R.]
ARTIST CHOICE Firewatch

The Doctor visited the forest to return the harmonica. With dry lips, Firewatch played a song welcoming the long winter and deep sleep. Grateful, she became as trees in winter: hoping something new grows from her body.

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[I.R.] Lappland

Zaaro was disgusted at Lappland. Not for her madness or ambitions but her too-human desire to say goodbye to her father. And as if to spite the god, with her last breath, she infected Zaaro with a new emotion he cannot escape:

Grief.

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[I.R] Gnosis

As Gnosis sat dying, his memories fluttered, not to scientific discoveries, but to his time with people. His lab stood empty, all others gone. He clasp a decorative knife, once given as a gift and before fading away, he thought of her.

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[I.R.] Margaret Nearl
To Kazimierz, she is the paragon, her Originium burned white by honor and virtue. And as the Ultimate Enemy arrives from beyond the fake sky, as her sickness saps her, there would be no rage— only glory— at the dying of the light.

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