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This is not what I'd hoped for.
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I didn't know what I was getting into.
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I just... I wanted to do better.
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What ■■■■■ said that day jabbed my heart through and through...
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So I ran out, swearing that I'd never go back.
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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This should be enough. We'll head back.
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How did I get myself caught up in all this?
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N Corp. Kleinhammer Heathcliff
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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You there, Kleinhammer.
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N Corp. Kleinhammer Heathcliff
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...Ah! Sir!
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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Didn't you hear what I just said? We're heading back. Follow me.
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What's the deal with that odd-looking nail?
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There's some kind of transparent needle at the center, and it starts filling with something when it's jabbed into a person.
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It's like human-
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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What thought are you occupied with?
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N Corp. Kleinhammer Heathcliff
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I-It's nothing, sir.
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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Today is a day of ritual. You should rid yourself of any distracting thoughts in advance.
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Tch... Them and their bloody ritual!
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They're going to make me memorize phrases from that headache-inducing book.
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Then they'll feed me some sort of white porridge out of a crummy can.
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Feels like my memories slowly blur and melt together whenever this happens...
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N Corp. Großhammer Leading Inquisitor
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Now the chant: "Heretics—"
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N Corp. Kleinhammer Heathcliff
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"—shall be purged."
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Huh?
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What did... I just say?
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