Speaker
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Dialogue
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Location: Unending Hill of Corpses
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Sinner #11 SINCLAIR
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D… Demian…
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Demian
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You’ve changed your own fate, Sinclair.
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Demian
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Right now, you’re neither a coward nor a hero. But you’ve still yet to let go of your fears completely.
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Demian
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I’ve said it before, haven’t I? “When you fear someone…”
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Sinner #11 SINCLAIR
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“That’s because… you gave them the power to have control over you…”
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Demian
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That’s right. And I… don’t want anyone else to domineer over you.
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Demian
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Which is why I got rid of that Kromer.
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The man referred to as Demian then started to walk. He took airy steps as though he were embarking on a light trip.
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Demian
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The world is about to head for a new birth. And, only a few individuals can get there.
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Demian
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Sinclair, you’re one of them.
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Sinclair fainted before he could answer…
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Demian slowly made his way over to me.
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Demian
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Kromer… attempted to become a god, like those which people of the past were said to believe in. Sinclair almost became her stepping stone.
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Demian
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In the end, though, one has to break an egg on their own.
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Demian
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Kromer put in quite a bit of effort, doing this and that to create a throwback to the time when Sinclair lost his first coin.
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Demian
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Irregardless of the fact that Christmas is still a while away…
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Demian
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It’s ironic that they resorted to creating false imagery, something they loathed so deeply. Don’t you think so?
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Manager DANTE
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<What are you talking about? Who are you?>
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Demian
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A pleasure to meet you, Dante.
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Demian
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So, you’re the adult who will condition Sinclair at the moment.
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Demian
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As for who I am…
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Demian
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And for what I was talking about; you’ll see in due time.
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Manager DANTE
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<…?!>
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Demian
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When Sinclair takes flight with unshakable faith in the power of the heart…
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Demian
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Right. When he becomes one with beautiful stars…
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Demian
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…That is when I’ll return.
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Demian
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Take good care of Sinclair until then, Dante.
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Manager DANTE
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<You… You can hear me?>
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Demian
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I can hear all sorts of chirps and trills, Dante. It’s only natural that I hear your voice.
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Demian
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As always…
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Demian
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What matters most is something you can’t see or hear.
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The boy with a blue scarf vanished without notice…
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After that, the mounds began to melt away.
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They dissolve into mixtures of flesh and mud.
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With them gone, a single Golden Bough appeared before me, spreading its warm light.
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Sinclair’s world was gradually melting with the hills.
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I excruciatingly drag what’s left of my upper body across the floor to reach Sinclair.
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Sinner #11 SINCLAIR
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……
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He was still breathing.
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And so was I; I figured I should still be able to turn the clock.
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Thus, that means I’m still their manager, and I should act like one.
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Plus, as I learned in my dying moments…
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I have to strive to become a more sensible manager.
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With all that, I need to tell him…
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Manager DANTE
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<It might have been your fault, Sinclair.>
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Manager DANTE
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<But that’s okay, really… It’s one small mistake—one anyone could make.>
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Manager DANTE
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<Don’t beat yourself up so much about it.>
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I pat him on the back with my half-melted right arm.
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Sinclair doesn’t reply.
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To be truthful, trying to identify someone to blame all this on would be a never-ending endeavor.
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From each of us going and carrying our sins onto the bus.
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To my loss of head and memory, accompanied by an involuntary appointment as the executive manager.
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…At the root of all this, I might find no one but myself to blame.
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Staying bound by that fact, though, will only keep us from taking our next steps.
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…We found ‘em!
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I can hear multiple footsteps approaching our horribly incapacitated team.
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…Vergilius must’ve figured we’d get into a mess and called the After Team to scoop us off the ground.
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LCCA
???
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This looks like the individual we seek. Do I inject it now?
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LCCA
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The others can be revived as long as this one lives. Focus all resources on restoring their body.
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Manager DANTE
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<Hrk…?!>
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I felt a jab in my shoulder, and then a strange sensation enveloped the parts of my body that had melted off.
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LCCA
???
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We were provided three HP ampules. Do I use all three on them?
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LCCA
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Keep an eye on the regeneration progress and use them at your discretion.
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LCCA
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Lucky straphangers… They’re rolling in luxury thanks to having a Color on their team—one with a friend in K Corp at that, too…
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LCCA
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…ction …firmed. Addi…
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The voices around me start to fade.
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Sinclair’s bawling lamentation dimly rings through the emptiness.
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Our third mission marked its sober end in dismal defeat.
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Location: Aboard Mephistopheles
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Even though we recovered the Golden Bough, we lost.
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On the other hand, the bus was more vibrant than usual, possibly out of everyone’s attempts to disregard the depressing outcome.
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Guide
Vergilius
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I bought enough chicken kebabs for all of you to have one, so if anyone didn’t get theirs, go and put your detective caps on by yourselves.
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Sinner #6 HONG LU
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Such curious cuisine. What is the intention of skewering chicken meat with a stick?
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Sinner #1 YI SANG
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I may be familiar with this kind of dish… a kkochi of the dak variety.
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Bus Driver
Charon
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A sweet smell. The kind Mephi likes.
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Stimulated, Charon revved the engine.
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Charon was humming another familiar tune. I could recognize the song this time.
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Sinner #13 GREGOR
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Charon, isn’t Christmas still a long ways off?
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Bus Driver
Charon
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Don’t put a damper on Charon’s fun, Bug Guy.
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Bus Driver
Charon
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If Charon feels like it’s Christmas, then that’s that.
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Sinner #13 GREGOR
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Bu— C’mon, I called you by your name for once!
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Sinner #9 RODION
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Well, why don’tcha settle the score by giving her a “bus girlie” then~ Y’know, tit-for-tat and all that?
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Sinner #13 GREGOR
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Grrr…
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Guide
Vergilius
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……
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Vergilius was watching the scene unfold, leaving his food to cool and hardly taking a bite even though he was the one who bought it all.
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Perhaps he’s gone quiet because of Charon’s song.
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It does come to mind that he said she was going through a tunnel.
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And then…
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I turned my gaze to Sinclair, who was awkwardly laughing amongst the other Sinners.
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Manager DANTE
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<If we’re going through a long tunnel…>
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Manager DANTE
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<Then what we do is wait for the morning to arrive, right?>
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Guide
Vergilius
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……
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Sinner #9 RODION
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Ahahaha! What was that about, Dante? Drop the goofy poetry and have a kebab! C’mon! Say aah~
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Sinner #5 MEURSAULT
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Our manager has no mouth.
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Sinner #12 OUTIS
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The executive manager has no need for a mouth as they’re perfectly capable of commanding us without a word. Do keep that in mind.
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Sinner #8 ISHMAEL
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Golly… Don’t you ever get tired of licking their boot so clean, Outis?
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Sinner #7 HEATHCLIFF
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Oi! …Got more of this scran? It’s peak.
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Sinner #4 RYŌSHŪ
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Heyo, BG. Gimme a light.
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Sinner #13 GREGOR
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…Thought I wouldn’t know what that’s short for?
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I thought about giving a speech to the Sinners about how this fruitful yet unsuccessful mission changed my mindset…
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But I soon shelved the idea.
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I told Sinclair to not let a failure of the moment bind him, after all.
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Instead, I’ve resolved to make up for this less than ideal outcome on our next mission.
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Sinner #3 DON QUIXOTE
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May I… have thine attention, Red— I mean, Sir Vergilius.
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Guide
Vergilius
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What.
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Sinner #3 DON QUIXOTE
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I do believe I have acted with sufficient caution as you so hath warned…
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Sinner #3 DON QUIXOTE
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Thusly… if I may, would you allow me to lay claim upon a skewer?
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Guide
Vergilius
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…Go right ahead.
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As Don Quixote’s excited jubilation adds a layer of vigor to the already lively bus…
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The message I couldn’t speak—but one I’m sure has been conveyed in one way or another—spreads between us.
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…And so the morning came.
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