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Intrepid Scavengers
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴 4516 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴. 29 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘔𝘺 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘌𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴.

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𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢... 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘵. 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘟 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘟 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦, 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘟, 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘦?

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𝘈𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐𝘤𝘦. 𝘑𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘙𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘕𝘎𝘌. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘋𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.... 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘶𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦.

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𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴. 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘬𝘺𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘑𝘰𝘩𝘯 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘳’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘵, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴. 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱 3 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩?

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"𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺" 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘴, 𝘉.𝘑. 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴' 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉.𝘑. 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘢𝘻𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦, 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵.

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𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘥𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦... 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 "𝘈𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴" 𝘚𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 "𝘉𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘴" 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.

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𝘈𝘩 𝘠𝘦𝘴. 𝘗𝘦𝘵𝘢, 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 . . . 𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘢-𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯?! 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳-𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴! 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦- 𝘶𝘮 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦! 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘰𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯.

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𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘉𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴.

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𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘗𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 . . . 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘈 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 ‘𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥’. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵-𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬.
𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺.

𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘫𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.

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𝘈𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘧 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘚𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭. 𝘈𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘶𝘱. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦?

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𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘥. 𝘗𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘓𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦?

"There is no choice! We have to leave him!" As the woman's screams echoes through the endless aisles of furniture in section D3. Her voice warned her comrades to retreat farther from the place they once called their home. Exchange was overruned by the creatures of the dark of what the foundation officially refer to as "SCP-3008-1", Ikea's abominations. These grotesque humanoid creatures have stained and withered Exhange with their yellow and blue irrational violence. Without Exchange, all was lost. There is no hope on survivng the night of the closed furniture.

"Helena!!! Keep the group safe! Please! For EXCHANGE!!!" A samoan old bearded man yelled to the red-head woman with a heart of courage facing the abominations one more time. Helena could only watch in horror as one of her tribemates, Will has been left behind to save what's left of Exchange. It's kind and compassionate people. To save them he must delay the attack of the abomination. There was no time to say goodbye as the darkness surfs through the aisles of furnitures like locusts. Aisha was in tears as she watched the old man brandish his weapon of choice, a makeshift battle axe made with only a lamp post and metal chair stilts. It was not an effective weapon but it's the user is what makes it the deadliest. She shrieked to run towards Will only to be held back by another member, Liam. Aisha was ready to fight alongside Will yet her allies had to hold back the young ebony lady. She was yelling incoherent words but one can tell it's directed towards will and the abominations. Her strong physique made the young blonde man struggle to keep her distant from the fight. Liam got the proper grip of the young lady and looked at her straight into her emerald green eyes as his firm hands secured her shoulders.

"We have to go, Aisha!" He cried sincerely as he too felt his friend's pain of losing a love one slip away before his very eyes.

"Sasha! You're awake! Thank goodness you're alive! We have to leave quickly!" A pair of blue eyes awoken before Helena as she looks back to the rubble behind her, A blonde woman whom emerged from the pile of pillows and carpets on a couch. She was speechless as her mind tried to grasp the reality as true or a nightmare. Helena rushed over to the young woman to assist her safely in their escape while Liam and Asiha dragged themselves to Helena to regroup while Aisha's gloom emotions corrupts her mind.

"Looks like you hit your head pretty hard. We saw your home fall over in Exchange during the attack, Liam dragged you here! There is no time to explain! We have to leave now! Exchange has been overunned by the Ikea employees we have to go now! Follow me!" Helena's assistance rose the young lady back on her feet. Without much of a question.

Her eyes widened in shock. The sanctuary of those who wandered aimlessly has fallen like a house of cards before her very eyes. Will's hand in the distance sank into the sea of Ikea employee abominations, telling Will to "Exit the store" In the most eerie way of doing so. It's all real, her heart sank into deep fear and panic yet her face remained blank out of trauma. Her legs started to run on it's own as she watches Exchange's lights snuff out away to the last shine. Her priority now is the safety of her friends. A stinging pierced pain triggered behind her head as she runs away with her comrades. The pain tried to limit her speed but her adrenaline rush fueled her to keep preservering farther into the Aisles of Ikea. Like rats in a dark maze. Left and right, The group's inevitable fate was only prolonged by running away in the blind dark of the closed lights before their agonizing demise is met. Heavy breaths, call of the monsters and the endless running of the feet is all is heard through the darkness. Every corner has a store employee waiting for them. Monstrous hands emerge from behind furnitures, enough to sent anyone of guard.

"I can't take this anymore! I'm scared! I want to go home!!!" She screamed in the top of her lungs. To Sasha, running felt like eternity. The deafening silence cuffed her ears to sensing the dangers ahead. The only light provided by the team is Helena's portable lamp post staff hybrid she made herself. Their running slew down but the group did not stop, not until they know the hands of death is not within reach. Liam, held Aisha's hand to silence her fears. The man knew of her weaknesses.

"NO! LIAM! AISHA!!!" The dices of fate has rolled a high number. The group's formation was broken by an unexpected, Ikea Abomination who was larger than most of it's kind, It's lumpy left arm busted through the group's linear formation and split them apart in the middle. Blocked by large furniture. Helena screamed to her friends as the Abomination splits them within a second. Smaller ones have followed the large figure. Swarming Liam and Aisha quickly. Liam had to put one last fight for Aisha. His weapon of choice, a make shift wooden sword and shield made of chairs and tables. Aisha already had her weapon in hand a, makeshift spear. It resembles close to a real spear with authentic materials.Sasha knew what would happen if they stick around to help them. She saw the Abominations outnumbers them. Sasha would verbally que Helena to leave but a powerful tug to the arm instantly pulled Helena away from the scene with tears streaming down her pale cheeks, her hands were cold as Sasha perseveres to run forward. Sasha is leading the run now and Helena is nothing more than light guide for her. Sasha traversed left and right. Fooling the predators multiple times. Fate draws in closer with Ikea's monsters and Sasha's outruns the hands.

"It's a dead end! What do we do!?" Luck did not last forever. One turn to the left sealed their path to escape. Sasha had to quickly think of a way out as the Monsters behind her closes the distance between them slowly. Helena's mind was clouded with fear compared to the silent woman. Sasha's eyes glossed over the towering walls of priced furniture like how she would scan a library for a book. Just like a librarian, Sasha notticed the gap of the bookshelf or in this case the Aisle. A small gap in the on the right side of the Aisle stack can fit her and Helena. Pulling her only light source. Sasha ran with haste, her rather athletic friend was actually surprised that Sasha was still not exhausted.The smallest hole is their only chance. Helena shierks when something grabbed her arm. A large hand emerged from the small hole. In fact, Sasha realized too late that the wall was bleeding with Abominations form the furniture gaps. Her hear raised faster and the stakes are high. Helena saved herself by sacrificing her makeshift knife and plunged it straight into the humanoid arm that touched her. Sasha immediately climbed upwards while Helena follows suit. The red head was constantly under attacked by most of the Ikea employees as she was more vulnerable while climbing the walls and walls of furniture. Sasha's lucky shots hits their mark and made it to the top. Sasha's heart was filled with hope.

"Huh!? Wait Sasha! WHAT ARE YOU- SASSSSHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Without another word, Sasha embraced her last ally left as she took one leap of faith towards the sofas below. A solid landing. Sasha saw the exit, the actual exit to the IKEA store. Helena saw it too and she was speechless. She was just as silent as her friend as for her years in this eternal store. Her freedom was beyond that door. It was a clear path, no obstructions. Or at least that was the illusion. Sasha's world came to a complete stop when she looked back to see Helena tugged away from her arms. IKEA store employees, dozens of them had a grab hold of Helena. What's standing before her is freedom or the safety of her friend. Sasha's choices were clouded by her own frustrations and fear that she failed to recognize that her body was the one making decisions.

"Go! Please!!!" Helena's screams stroke her heart into drawing her bow into the Abominations and yet her legs drew closer to the exit. Sasha's arrow flew by like birds striking their prey. She tried to kill all of the Abomintaions with her bow. Only to be stopped by a yet another hand in her bow. An IKEA employee slipped pass her sights and blocked her firing. She immediately vanquished the beast by stabbing a make shift arrow to it's face. It did not bled but was destroyed and torn like paper. Helena was nowhere to be found now and Abominations were arms reach. Sasha sheds a single tear before meeting her long awaited freedom. The door shun great white light before her.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰.

Vagabond Spectre Vagabond Spectre

★彡 乙𝓌乇𝒾 彡★

𝘡𝘸𝘦𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘡𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘶𝘴, 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥. 𝘚𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵?

PolikShadowbliss PolikShadowbliss
𝘕𝘰𝘸 . . . 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴? 𝘐𝘵 . . . 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵!! 𝘖𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦?

["The Rabbit, The Dragon, and The End Of Two Earths"]

An extraterrestrial entity that has consumed the energy of countless planets, has finally announced that he intends to destroy the Earth. His goal is to use the 10 Lost Bottles, born of the Black Pandora Panel, to create wormholes that will allow him to consume even more planets.

In order to thwart his ambitions, Kamen Rider Build, also known as Sento Kiryu, marches onto the Pandora's Tower alongside his fellow Riders and confidants. Kamen Rider Cross-Z, Ryuga Banjo, Kamen Rider Grease, Kazumi Sawatari, and Kamen Rider Rogue, Gentoku Himuro.

They lost comrade after comrade on their fight to the top, leaving only Ryuga on Sento's side. His comrade's sacrifices bore fruit to a weakened Evolt. However, they were as well. These two were the only ones left to take down this alien menace.

A giant black hole looms upon the planet. Dread and hopelessness filled the air it grew closer and closer. Larger and larger. It's merely the alien will keeping the celestial devourer from eating the planet in its entireity. And now, a tinge of hope. As the Riders managed to corner this entity!

Their efforts lead to Sento separating a panel from the Entitiy's being, having Banjo combine it with a certain white panel, resulting in a union of the two. Nearing the final steps of the plan, Misora, a girl who had brought the most crucial piece of their plot to save their world, brings an incomplete colored cube towards a small stone platform. Sento unites the white panel with the incomplete box, at last, completing its union.

A rainbow colored beam shot onto space, towards the Black Hole, another Earth emerging from the blackhole itself, connected by a giant beam of red light, like a thread connecting two seams. Within the seam, a tear opened. Which is where Sento theorized that if they throw the entity inside, the worlds will combine, effectively creating a world without the tragedy they'd experienced. Without the Tragedy that is the discovery of the Pandora's Box, the creation of the Fullbottles, of the Skywall, of Faust, of the Smash, or even the civil war that led to the end of their world.

Bearing that sacrifice will be Banjou Ryuga, who opted to carry the Extraterrestial Entity onto the seam by himself due to Sento's loss of his ultimate power. Determined to save his friend, Sento transformed once more, hopping along the rainbow beam in order to chase after his dear friend.

Within the seam, a confrontation.

Within the seam, the ultimate battle for the fate of both Earths.


A brilliant light shone from the seam, closing in a display of gold, silver, red and blue lights. Causing a burst of energy which can be felt for galaxies on end. Large equations appeared seemingly out of nowhere and tore down the Skywall that split the country into three. The Pandora's Tower crumbling as a bright light blinded the entire world. The two Earths began to close in.

Stuck within the seam, a storm rages. Winds blew from all directions, picking up seemingly random debris

"Banjou!!" Sento cried out, still in his base Rider form, reaching out for a shining orb of light. He was the only one who made this plan possible. He was the only the one who he actually considered to be a comrade off his own. Desperate, he clinged to hope, hoping to see his friend one more time. His hand reached closer and closer to the light, and eventually...

Everything faded to white.

Sento could only hypothesize what could've happened to the two Earths when he found himself in an unknown environment of extreme weather conditions. A world that is very much unlike Earth...Was this a different planet all together, or was it still Earth? Sento could only ponder as he looked around. He knew for sure that this wasn't Earth...

Ryuga was in the same predicament, only appearing beside Sento while groaning, rubbing the back of his head.

"Ugh...What the hell happened...?" The confused mumblings of the ex-boxer, rubbing the back of his head as Sento looked to his side.

"Banjou! You're alive!" Sento turned to his companion, who simply turned to him and nodded.

"Yep, still kickin." Ryuga grunted as he let out a thumbs up, looking around in absolute confusion. "Where the hell are we anyway? This doesn't look like anywhere I know."

"I...Don't know." Sento shook his head, "For all we know, this could be a different planet all together." He rubbed his chin, before patting down his coat. Finding that most of his trinkets and devices are still with him. As proof, he took out two of his Fullbottles. A red one and a blue one; Rabbit and a Tank. "Still have your Driver?" Sento asked, soon putting the bottles back at his coat.

"Huh? Yeah, I think so." Ryuga nods as he promptly took out a large device with two open slots and a crank connected to a disc of sorts. He then put it back on his jacket, only for a box like dragon machine to fly out, letting out a mechanical roar in a small tune. "Wah--?! I thought we got rid of this guy's AI!?" He asked as the Dragonbox began to bite Ryuga's finger in affection, causing him to groan out in pain.

"Oh I did." Sento nodded, "The whole combining worlds fiasco must've reactivated it."

"Gee, you think?!" Ryuga sighs as he rubs the back of his head, the Dragonbox resting on his shoulder. "Ugh...So what now?" He asked, placing his hands on his pocket.

"We use the scientific process, Banjou." Sento stepped forth, pocketing his hands as well. "We investigate. We form a hypothesis. We figure out where we are and how to get back home." He said, looking out in the distance. "I have a hunch that we'll be here for a long while..."

["A Peculiar Bounty Hunt"]

Within a rather uncharted area near the Legion Headquarters, Ashe was chasing a peculiar figure through a rather mechanical forest, blasting through waves upon waves of Maverick Mechaniloids as the Copy Mega Man, Model A.

Ugh, there's no end to them! Model A complained to its user, Ashe, as she blasted through a row of mavericks at once. Not taking the time to appreciate the explosions of these machines, Ashe continued to move ahead, bouncing from tree to tree in an attempt to follow a peculiar purple blur. Who even is this guy anyway?!

"I'm not sure, Model A. All we know is that this guy's been making a suspicious amounts of Mavericks!" Ashe tells her Biometal, "It's like this guy's Model W or something!" She says, her sensors detecting a Maverick approaching from the side, prompting her to spin turn and shoot both sides, destroying those signatures. "He's fast, too! This is giving me major Deja Vu vibes!" Ashe observes, "It's exciting! This is probably better than the Bounty we'll get from capturing him!" Ashe let out a toothy grin, the figure soon ran on the walls of Legion Headquarters. Before Ashe could wall kick her way up as well, the wall in front of her...Seemed to shatter?!

"What the--?!" Before Ashe could even comprehend what has happened, she fell into a seemingly hollow portal.

WOAH! WHERE DID THIS COME FROM?! Model A asked in a panic as Ashe fell for a long while. Soon, she landed on the ground, kneeling to absorb the impact. The pair would look around, trying to make sense of where they are.

W...Where are we Ashe? Model A asked as in a flash of light, the Biometal was separated from its user, unveiling a young girl clad in orange with long grey hair tied up in a pony tail, a red headband wrapped around her forehead. She wore a skintight black suit of sorts, a metal belt wrapped around her waist housing several shells and a futuristic looking gun on the holster on her back.

"I'm not sure, but wherever this is, I don't recognize it." Ashe would say, putting her hand on her waist as she glanced around. "This definitely isn't Legion property, that's for sure."

Wait, then does that mean we couldn't get back to Hunters' Base?

"Seems like it!" Ashe nodded, smiling, "Isn't this exciting?!"


["Something New"]
--Inosuke Hashibira--

Within the forests of japan, Inosuke Hashibira had tagged along with Demon Slayers, Kamado Tanjiro and Zenitsu Agatsuma. They led him inside an Inn in the middle of the woods, where the three would've rested. During their dinner, Inosuke attempted to provoke the kind and gentle Tanjiro, who simply interpretted the wild boy's actions as nothing more than desperation to his hunger.

Regardless, Inosuke couldn't bear not being able to challenge anyone he wishes due to their innate kindness. His attempts at challenging fruitless, Inosuke was left with little choice but to stay with them until their wounds heal.

One day, however, while Inosuke was wandering about the Inn, he managed to fall into a hole. This hole led Inosuke into a barren land of sorts. Landing on his feet with boar mask on him, the wild boy grunts as he looks around, sniffing.

"Where is this?" Inosuke asks aloud, "Aren't I supposed to be at that stupid Inn?!" He asked even louder, as if not minding the noise, soon letting out a snort as he began to walk around in a lowered stance, wary. "Now I'm no Gompachiro, but something smells awfully FISHY!" He growls, slowly spinning to see if anyone's goy behind him.

["Reawakened Seal"]
--Minako Arisato--


There is nothing but absolute darkness on wherever Minako was. However, coupled with the fact that she couldn't speak or move either, Minako couldn't complain. After all, she's the only thing keeping Humanity from wanting to kill itself again--to once again yearn for The Fall. She is the one thing standing in the way of a senseless, mindless, death.

Her Soul, as long as it persists, shall be the Seal that keeps Nyx away from Mankind. Her sacrifice is what led humanity to years of peace back on Earth...

If only it wasn't so boring.

Sure, every once in a while, a giant monster thing will emerge from the depths called Erebus, try to pry her off the door, then Theodore will take care of it for her, perhaps try and talk to her for a bit, then leave. It was...Monogonous, to say the least.

Everyday is literally the same thing, the same view and the same...song...and dance...

Wait, no. Something's...

Something's different for today...No, this moment? Regardless, something completely different is happening. In front of her vision, purple lightning crackled about. At first, it seemed nothing, but then, as if a bag of chips suddenly popping open, a giant hole tore open in the vast emptiness of this space.

The hole in space began to suck in something, not even affecting the rest. It tugged and pulled upon the stone statuette of Minako's Soul, who appeared to be of likeness of the body except naked and tied in front of the door using thorns. Initially, Minako giggled at the thought that, perhaps, this would free her. Considering that Erebus, the accumulated mass of human malice, couldn't even pry her out of her rightful spot in between the golden doors.

However, she was wrong. Oh so wrong.

The hole was already enough to life her back from the doors, something that Erebus couldn't even do. Even worse, the invincible binds that tied her to the door broke, hearing loud loud snap on both her ears. Along with that, a loud, loud crack all over.

She may not be able to react, but Minako knew that this was a bad thing. With the binds broken and what seems like her body, the seal if effectively undone. Chunks of Minako's soul were sucked towards the purple hole, bits and pieces of her statue swirled around inside of it as the opening closed.

There, she now floated around a new scenery. Instead of a black, space like void with a yellow glow, Minako was seeing purple and black. Purple lightning coursed the walls like storm clouds.

Her body seemingly began to glow, Minako hears the clicking and crunching of her statue's pieces, as if sticthing itself back together. Not only that, she began to feel...Something. Her senses began to return to her, bit by bit. Her body glowing and all of a sudden...

Everything returns to black. And along with it, a sharp pain in the chest.

Minako would find herself laying down on the ground, groaning as she grabbed her head, sitting up. Her uniform shuffling as she does so, letting a sigh. It feels as if she had gone through several all nighters while sick...She just feels horrible in general. Perhaps a drawback on being brought back to life? Regardless, Minako trudges on, trying to make sense on where she is as she stood up, grabbing hold of her Evoker and her polearm.

["A Certain Day"]
--Futaba Sakura--

It has been over a year since the Phantom Thieves of Heart disbanded. All things considered, it's due to the Metaverse being destroyed as well as its Treasure, the Holy Grail.

On her room, Futaba was enjoying her vacation by doing basically whatever. Going on forums, watching internet memes, and even playing some video games. She would occasionally run into Joker's avi on the MMO she started playing.

Regardless, thinking that it may be time for her friends to be at L'Blanc, Futaba got dressed and headed out her room... Only to find herself on a forest somewhere.

"Uhh...." Futaba would err as she would turn around, only to find that the door she came from was missing. "Wait, what, huh?" She looked around, absolutely confused. This feels like something out of an Isekai, where the protagonist would be transported into another world out of sheer luck. The problem now is where is she, and how can she get back?

Inside her jacket was a laptop, taking it out, Futaba would attempt to check for an internet connection...Although it isn't surprising that there wasn't.

"Figures..." Futaba groaned as she closed her laptop, putting it under her arm as she looked around. Futaba wasn't the most athletic out of the Phantom Thieves. In fact, as the shut in, she's the least athletic. She began to look around, attempting to figure out if there's a town or a city nearby.

"What Do I Really Fight For...?"]

Jin, the youngest of the cyberterrorist group, Metsuboujinrai.net, had been questioning the reason he fights ever since his revival. He said it himself, Jin's goal is nothing more than to set robot kind free.

Jin had confronted many those like him. Those who had awakened to the singularity, the trait that makes them human. Is, Zero-One's Secretary Robot, still chooses to stay by Zero-One's side, considering him as her own family left by Kurenoske Hiden as well as her duty. Jin convinced her to not be dependent on the satellite and have her serve as herself.

Robots who were recalled or illegally disposed of clearly retained their sense of duty to their assigned tasks. Jin's words fell on deaf ears, despite reaching singularity at one point. And then there are the robots who were so loyal to their human masters that they outright refuse to set themselves free.

Jin was...Conflicted. So many robots whose dreams are the jobs they are made for. So many robots whose desires are practically made into them. Even those with singularity bore it, they desire to complete their jobs with all their heart.

Was he wrong to assume that they need freedom? Jin couldn't tell. Regardless, staring down at the side of the bridge that leads to his home, Daybreak Town, Jin looks down at the lake that formed around the ruined city. The sunken Ark on the middle of this lake.

"I...I wonder if Horobi is right..." Jin mutters to himself, letting out a sigh. "Maybe the only way to bring them freedom is to destroy humanity...?" He pondered, leaning at the bars. "I don't know...It looked like my way was working back then..." He continued to ponder as he walked past the barricade, which urged people to stay away as there is no more city it leads to. As Jin descends down the stairs to visit his old home, he suddenly finds himself in a rather odd location. Wherever he is, Jin didn't recognize it. He tilted his head in confusion, looking around.

"How did I...?" Jin asks, rubbing his cheek, "I didn't take a wrong turn, did I?"

["Never Ending Patrol"]
--Penny Polendina--

Patrolling the streets of Mantle was nothing more than a routine for Penny Polendina. After being rebuilt, she was tasked of protecting the people. Opting to fly around with her jet boots and exterminating any Grimm she might've come across. Much like Superheroes that Ruby told her about.

After a jovial round of flying around Mantle, Penny returned to a specific shopfront. A long day of patrolling the streets now over, she walked up to the door, only for her to arrive at a different, not so snowy location...

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱. 𝘍𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺.

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𝘕𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘣𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.

𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮? 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.


After spawning you see a dark cloaked figure standing about six feet away from you.

"I know you must have many questions, but for now this brief intro will have to do. Find your way to the Abandoned village. There you will meet with the Quest lords who will grant you one Question. Look for others who do not belong, for together you will find the strength to go on."


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Raptor Shapeshifter

To say that Spider-Man was not having a good day was an understatement - he was having the worst day of his life. Well, second to worst Uncle Ben dying is still way up there! There he was facing down the Green Goblin (oh that’s who he was fighting?) when suddenly a portal opened and here he was staring into this grim reaper freak! And all he could say in response was—-


Hermione Granger

Hermione was still fuming and drenched in butterbeer when she was transported here. She didn't even have time to look around when a man in a hood started saying something about Quest Lords and uttering riddles.

”Haha very funny guys!” She scoffed, still thinking that this was still a prank. ”Now can you let me go now!


Zwei was the only one of my three mains that was attentive to the cloaked being, being a native of this planet. And as far as she knew she was the only here not out of place. The rest were a combination of freaks and other people that she hadn't met. She didn't say anything as the cloaked man spoke but glared at the two people who had dared speak. One was a bushy haired girl with a stick in her hand, and the other was some sort of spandex-wearing spider themed freak. She didn't bother looking at the rest.

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John Connor

I watched the war going down in the usual aspect. I may have been the Tech-Com Commander, but that didn’t get me any respect with the other world’s military.

I often ignored them and they grated on my nerves.

But things changed as I disappeared from the normal war zone to land in front of what seemed like something in a hood, more grim reaper style most likely.

My eyes stared up at the being.

“What are you talking about, stranger? Quest Lords? Planet?

Marcus Wright

John disappeared before I did that day and it was concerning to say the least. First off, his wife was yelling at me for her husband being gone, not only that but suddenly his men and women were indirectly either reporting to me or blaming me for Connor’s disappearance.


But it didn’t happen soon enough before I was gone as well, appearing right next to Connor himself and some sort of hooded creature?

I got defensive, immediately standing in front of Connor and frowned “Who are you and why did you bring us here?! I stared at the hooded man in confusion and frustration.

Jak and Daxter

“Hey, Jak… where are we going? Looks like some sort of new planet.

Jak frowned “Dax, I’m not-...

--Ship error--

Jak growled “We are going down, Dax, hold on!!”

Daxter screamed “JAKKKKKKKK!”

Jak held to the ship’s controls before the ship crashed, before both of them coughed and pulled themselves out of the broken ship.

Daxter growled “Jak, remind me never to go on a mission like this again with you.”

The eco warrior rolled his eyes at the ottsel before starting to walk, while Daxter complained about his feet.

“No, Dax. I don’t know where we are.”

Daxter looked up “WHOA! Who are you, stranger? He looked up at the hooded being near them yapping about “Quest Lords and more.”

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  • --Sento Kiryu || Ryuga Banjou--
    Interaction: @MysticPainter92(Hood Man)

    Trudging along, Sento and Ryuga stopped at the sight of a cloaked figure sex feet away from them. He spoke instructions, it seems. Find the Abandoned Village, and find the others who seems out of place.

    "So there are others..." Sento rubbed his chin. This is crucial information, indeed, as it implies that these people that they would find would definitely be allies.

    "Oi, what the hell are you even talking about?" Ryuga stepped forth, "Where are we anyway? And where is this abandoned town or whatever?!"

    "Let's not waste anymore questions, Banjou." Sento tapped Ryuga's back, patting it hard enough for him to flinch. "Clearly he's just a messager. He's not meant to answer your questions." He crossed his arms as he turned to Ryuga. "Speaking of which, we should really decide which one to ask. They'll only listen to one after all." He said, before walking ahead of the boxer, approaching the figure, "In all seriousness though, can you give us directions to this village?"


Ultimate Spider-Fan
Status: Confused
Nearby People: Hooded Figure

Blinking open his eyes, he slowly got up. Wha... what is this? Where am I? He could recall... nothing. Absolutely nothing. But at the same time he knew that there was something he’d forgotten, that was to be known... the only issue was that he didn’t know what that was. But how could he know that he didn’t know something if that thing wasn’t known... it gave him a headache trying to figure it out.

Well, let’s start with the basics. Who am I? Focusing on that piece of information, he searched himself for anything that could indicate who he was. In the pocket of his black jeans he found a torn photograph of a boy with blue hair and eyes. At the edge of the tear there was an arm around the boy Hold on, is that me? and a wisp of blonde hair. He felt an unexpected pang of sadness. Whose arm and hair are those? Who were they to me? Looking at the back of the picture, in scratchy blue pen, some words said 'Property of Rain Storm/Weatherchanger'. That must be my name. Rain Storm.

But there wasn't much time to dwell on it; a few feet away from Rain was a cloaked figure with a hood hiding its face. It spoke to him, and he paused to memorise as much of the information as possible. "Abandoned Village. Quest Lords. Others who don't belong. Got it." He started to walk away, but some faint memory of manners made him stop and turn back to the figure. "Thank you," he said politely before continuing into the forest around him.


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Once again Being X has put Tanya in the dire straits she arrogantly thought she could avoid. A quick equipment check would confirm that she has her usual gear but with a gift from Being X. Tanya looked over the shotgun reminiscing about the times Anson Sioux would blast her to pieces with this shotgun. A Winchester 1897 in 12 gauge. Perhaps with such a powerful tool of destruction on her side surviving in this world would be easy. According to the ominous hooded figure that stood in front of Tanya. The challenge was laid out pretty clearly, She just needed to get enough money to get off this god forsaken planet and she would stop at nothing to do so. There must be others too..Brilliant.

Tanya sighed as she stretches on the spot before activating her magical flight gear. Shooting into the air Tanya goes supersonic for a brief second and hovers around giving herself a bird's eye view on the situation down below. As she is flying she lets off several loud supersonic cracks where she breaks the sound barrier.

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Location: Zophus
Interactions: Open

"Prepare for Titan Fall." Gods, those words never got old.

The Militia Battlecarrier
Iroquois hovered over the IMC-Colonized planet of Typhon. From the cockpit of the Titan suspended by the ship's magnetic supports, the hangar bay berth displayed a glorious view of a smoldering world down below. Today was finally the day that would end the war. They all had to, or else the Militia's cause would have been all for nothing. "Dropping in Three. Two. One, Mark." Lieutenant Zoya's voice rang in the pilot's helmet with an unwavering stoicism- perhaps she felt that same burning fire of liberation as Lyra did? Her wandering mind was jostled sharply by the hypersonic lurch of the Titan being shot out of the hangar and groundside to the planet below. Yet, almost immediately something felt off, and the crisp, robotic tone of the Titan confirmed it seconds after her suspicion. "Alert: heavy radiation signature detected from Typhon. Warning: magnetic interception detected from emergence zone." As the duo streaked toward the planet seconds from touchdown, Lyra was overwhelmed as she heard the the multiple frantic barks from every element before being replaced with a blinding static screech. Disengaging her radio, she glanced down below just in time to see a miniature Event Horizon open up just below them, and let out a terrified scream as they crossed over it- and fell straight into the ground in a shattering blast of dirt, sound and debris just like a normal deployment. For a moment, eyes closed, Lyra thought she was well dead- with her last thoughts of the IMC claiming absolute victory over the Fold Weapon's deployment. Opening her eyes slowly, the first thing to greet her ears was the robotic, monotonous voice of her Titan ringing out only to her. "Pilot Clarisse, something is not right."

Great. When even her Titan was suspicious, there was a reason to worry.
Taking a few deep breaths and collecting herself, Lyra found her voice wavering and weak as she regained the mental energy to talk. "W-What are you talking about, Jill? Did we not just cross an Event Horizon?" As the Titan pushed itself upright and relinquished its autonomous control to her, her body now felt pro-perceptively expanded to feel the entire exoskeleton of the mechanoid she sat in as she looked around to orient herself. "Affirmative. IMC Fold Weapon deployment: Successful. However, it appears the energy signature reading from earlier was that of another dimension- the one we are currently in right now. Contact with Iroquois and MILCOM lost. GPS coordinance is unknown. Revising mission parameters. Pilot, I advise caution in this world. Biosphere readings are widely variable and prone to extreme fluctuation. Recommend to establish contact with other elements in the vicinity- it is probable that other Militia forces arrived here as well." "Alright... step in the right direction, then. Got it." "You have full neurological control of the platform, Pilot Clarisse. I cannot step in any direction at the moment." Releasing a sigh, Clarisse began moving forward through the unknown environment as she replied, "Just an expression, Jill." It didn't take long for her to realize that just off in the distance, a group of individuals were seen conversing amongst themselves- and the sound barrier was broken several times as a small blip went hurdling through the air. This was getting weird, and the massive robotic biped began to cautiously walk toward the individuals on the ground. Yet, a voice seemed to quickly stop and startle her- telling her to go to an Abandoned Village and find a... quest lord? "Pilot Clarisse, I am detecting abnormal neurological activity consistent with acute onset schizophrenia. Is everything alright?"

Just as quickly as the development manifested, the voice vanished and she shook her head. "Yeah.. Yeah, I'm okay. Did you hear that Jill? Seems like we're supposed to head to a deserted village- find others that don't belong and ally with them. Guessing that's your recommendation on finding the other elements, right?" For a solid six seconds the Titan didn't reply, before issuing a rather confused-sounding "...Affirmative. Revising mission parameters. I will continue to monitor your vitals more intently from now on, Pilot Clarisse." Lyra sighed, looking around and spotting what looked like faded rooftops over the horizon- about two clicks away at best. "Just do as your normally would, no need to double down on being a nurse Jill." "Your health is important for my continued functionality, Pilot." As Lyra took her first steady steps in the direction of what could presumably be the village, she only sought more answers than what she was given. Introductions would have to wait a moment- this was all too weird, and uncannily very real.
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A pull, like the planet's askin' me to step in. Ground's comin' closer. Can't escape. Impact. Smoke. Death's knockin' at the door, again. He's gettin' impatient. I'll tell 'im this: Was a time where I thought of embracin' ya. Thought there was nothin' I could do. That two kids would have to grow up with no daddy. From the downed Nazi spaceship, the hatch burst open with a fist-sized dent. He dragged himself out of the smoking cockpit, crawling through the pain. If I saw you then, I'd have gladly welcomed you in. But now? Blazkowicz jabbed one hand in the ground, pushing himself up as he held in the anguished groans. Now, old friend, you can piss right off. He put one foot out, then the other, using all of his pain tolerance to stand back up.

And what a sight there was to behold him. He almost believed that his monologue was for nothing, and he'd ended up in the bizarre world of the afterlife, anyway! "What in God's name is a fighter jet doin' here?" he muttered as deafening cracks filled the air. Looking up, the perpetrator was far from a fighter jet, but seemingly a person? He couldn't make out many details given the environment. But that was just one of many other extraordinary people(?) that were around. He could only put his hands on his hips in disbelief as he looked around. "I must've hit my head, hard..." Yeah, definitely a dream. With that conclusion, Blazkowicz calmed down for now. Just gotta get through this dream thing, for now.

The totally not suspicious black-robed man who somehow seemed to be expecting them gave the directives. "Village... 'Quest Lord' type of fellas... Right, right." Blazkowicz figured not to question him as the others were. Just ignore 'em for now, old man, else you'll probably lose your mind 'fore you even wake up. "Say, cult-lookin' guy, mind at least pointing to where this village is?"

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Devourer of Mangoes
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Light and darkness Sasha had travelled. The mortal who had cross the dimensions with a mind adept to the reality. Sasha's eyes have opened again in the same way she opened them back before her previous home was destroyed. Her eyes were introduced not with bleak ceiling lights and furnitures for sale but with lush green trees and a shadowy figure present before her. Sasha was nestled on the grass, shaded over the huge trees around her. She knelt before the shadowy figure before. One will obviously see these figures as a threat but not Sasha. In fact she looked them as if they were normal. Perhaps someone in the previous world looks somehow familiar to this concept, the shadow figure began to speak in in a lauguage she understood, given an assignment to seek an abandoned village, while doing so. She is to seek other individuals that she must ally herself with according to the enigmatic figure's words. Whether she trusts this figure or not is up to her but it seems like she doesn't have a choice. It felt like Sasha is about to receive answers if she moves forward. Despite her rather threatened emotions towards the figure, she cannot draw her bow for she currently physically disoriented for she cannot explain why but she did however kept the figure's words etched to her mind as a pinned objective.

The figure may have disappered after their announcement to Sasha. The only listened to the figure without speaking. Off she stood from her knees and brushed of the dirt off her clothes. Her senses began to function normally again. The air was surprisingly breathable, the nature around her is very earthlike and air was just right. Where is she? She wondered. At this moment Sasha should atleast feel glad, right? If she would have to base her status on the mysterious character's words. Is she not truly free. It's almost like, she's in another world again. Sasha leaned and sat on the tree behind her. Just observing the new world around her. She can't stress enough already that she just got out of a hellish store and now here she is again, entering another world that is not her own.

With herself no longer dioriented she needed to make a move on. She's in a forest. What wildlife dwells here is something she not excited to find out. Beofre leaving, Sasha shot an arrow downwards to the ground, right where she laid before. This serves as a landmark of her spawn point. To make sure she identifies this as the first arrow she shot into this this world. She collected small stones lying everywhere and formed a ring around the earthbound arrow. Another idea came to her is to turn this spawn marker as a compass too as she can't tell if this world moves differently. She'll perceive her own compass. She added four more pointed stones at the stone ring and wrote the letters of the specific cardinal direction. While the make shift compass is not a fully functional compass, it will Help Saha organize her exploration as she traverses thtough the thick forest.

The light from the sky can only be compared to the sun which is Sasha is glad of. It feels pike earth but she had the feeling if imprisonment in the planet when tje figure mentioned about the quest lords. She headed to her own south and went dtraight south. Every now and then. Sasha will shoot an arrow on a tree or the ground and write the letter S on it to remind herself. The blonde's walk was near silent, like a prey trying to travel through a dangerous environment.

She stayed under the tree's leafy shades,right after she heard a faint sonic boom from the distance. She assumed it was a plane if sorts but she did not see anything in the sky, unless it travelled so fast she hardly saw it. Either way,that made her extra cautious. Her walking was more slower but even more quiet than before.

The deeper she waltz into the forest the more confusing the way becomes. Sasha has laid seven arrows down as landmarks already she still had to preserve her ammunition for immediate combat. Sasha was already far from where she started. As much as she hates to admit it, she is starting to become lost. With this new unfamiliar environment. She worries about where she should shelter for the night if she doesn't find this so called abandoned village. Focus to now.


A noticiable chatter is heard mumbling in the distance which made Sasha stop in her tracks. She tried to litsen closely again on this odd sound of nature. It sounded like to people conversing with one another, followed by large faint thumping footsteps, like something from a large animal. In the left corner of her vision, she caught a large outline of an inhuman figure passing by. It was only a glimpse but Sasha knew this was something big. She had to see this for herself. She remained a low profile by hiding near the trees and plants. The closer she got to these characters the sooner she realized the human like figure is walking side by side with a huge machine like entity. Her heart skipped a beat when she got a clear view of the two characters. She did not draw her bow to attack the two as she is wise not to disturb them, their capability of violence is beyond her level judging by looks alone. She cannot make out the conversation between the two, she is however curious where they are going. Sasha had to keep a good distance between her and the two characters. She carefully spied while watching her step. So far, she has not made a single noise that would give away her position.

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The ground was dull and the ache in her legs was sharp. She had been walking for a long time. Once again she longed for the freeing feeling of being immortal among the stars. To keep herself going, she reached further back into her memories, when she was born, where she grew up, and how she had been mortal the first stretch of her life. She had dealt with the confines of a body then, so she should be able to now.

She met with a hooded person, whose appearance had caused her to reach for her dagger, one of her two weapons (the other being a spear), and tried to question them to better understand where she was and why she was here. Despite her attempts to pester them into giving her more information, all she gathered was that she had to get to a village and ask something to the Quest Lords. She wished them well before continuing onward.

She noted that the hooded figure had mentioned to team up with others, which put San in a sour mood. She would have to force herself to hold back her hostile personality. When she could do something herself, she always did it herself. Well, a long, long time ago she would let her brothers help her, but they turned against her. Actually, there was one more person she would willingly seek out: a boy born from the stars. She looked up at the sky and decided that her motivation would be him. She would find him again.

Despite her dislike for other people, she found it comforting that she wasn't the only person lost in this place.



Status: 100%
Location: Zophus
Interactions: Vagabond Spectre Vagabond Spectre

For comparison, the massive machine biped towered at least twenty feet in height; painted a navy blue tint with accompanying grey accents. With another exchange of muffled words, suddenly the chassis split into three different pieces at the torso and head as the machine opened up to reveal a smaller, more humanoid figure. The right arm reached inside, grabbed the human from within what appeared to be a padded command center, and delicately placed them on the ground. The figure was revealed to to be clad in a form-fitting armored jumpsuit with various attachments and and helmet with a blue visor. The massive machine spoke up audibly now, as if the two were conversing side by side like soldiers on a patrol. They casually paced alongside one another; both heading toward their destination of a faded cluster of buildings off in the distance, just barely visible to the naked eye. The female pilot on the ground spoke up in a composed, collected tone of voice- seeming oddly relaxed at the abnormal situation. "Not exactly what I had in mind for today. Surely the IMC's weapon malfunctioned, right? There is no way they could have carried that out- otherwise our entire fleet and ground element would have been grouped with us, right?" The massive robot's response was nearly instant in reply as the center eye and two mounted sensors on the bot idly swiveled and pivoted in all directions- most likely gathering all information it could on the surrounding area. "A valid point, Pilot Clarisse. However, the occurrence of such a partial-activation event was predicted to be less than 30%. The spontaneous dimensional disruption event that was predicted to be 0.3 percent effective prior to the deployment on Typhon was ultimately successful." The woman sighed. "Not good. Let's just continue to the town, yeah?"

As the pair continued toward their destination, one of the swiveling camera-like eyes briefly looked in the direction of the trees. The robot paused its movement, stopped, and casually turned in the direction of the outlying forest cover. The female soldier continued on for a couple more paces, until she realized the bot was no longer following her. "...Jill? What is it?" The center eye of the robot seemed to narrow into a pinprick as it scanned the forest, before announcing softly, "I thought I detected something."
The soldier cautiously took the C.A.R Carbine off her backsling and swung it around into her hands, but kept it lowered and at a ready stance. "Is anyone there? Hello? Are you allied?" It was worth a shot to attempt contact, but she honestly expected nothing was there. Either someone would respond diplomatically, with gunfire, or she was just talking to a thicket of trees.

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"Is anyone there? Hello? Are you allied?"

It felt like a chill down her spine. Even with careful stealth maneuvers, she will still be at one point be acknowledged or found. Was she too near? Are they referring to something else in the forest? Sasha was able to follow them for a good amount of time which is impressive for the young woman. What will she do now? She immediately ran and stopped behind a large tree as soon as she notices the gigantic mech turning around to confirm her presence, invisible to the naked eye.

Who are these battle hardened characters, Sasha wondered. Leaning her back ahainst the tree trunk. Is this one of the people that the strange figure mentioned? What if they are not the ones and they are hostile. She doen't even know where she is right now and for all she knows is that she might be unwelcomed in the land she walks. Despite explanations from earlier, the doubt of reality was affecting her descision making. Should she run? Or fight? Her time slowly ticks away as she tries to see if this soldier with a giant ally is a friend. Running and hiding won't be an option as the giant could catch her on foot or the soldier will find her first. Once she's spotted she will not leave unscathed.

A few seconds passed by quickly and a rustle of a bush is heard followed by the same bush and tree branches shaking. A lone woman with blonde hair tied to a bun, wearing a pastel pink collared shirt and regular jeans reveals themselves. A civilian as any professional would identify them but a hardly convincing disguise as Sasha portrays as she was equiped with a make shift bow and quiver. Mostly made out of brown wood and stainless steel. Her hands were up, showing her unloaded bow with her right hand. It was a sign of surrender as she slowly steps into the leaking ray of sunshine, pouring down the light before Sasha. There's a peaceful look in her face despite panic rising within her. She had no other choice but to accept the fact that she's been revealed and trust her guts to make out safely. She was gaining good distance between the soldier and it's large bipedal robot friend that she understood them. She has already surrendered in front of her, so far as going to drop her bow too. The woman did not speak it was clear that she raised her hands up. Specialist Specialist

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