Chapter 151: 151 150. Prologue.txt

The information I got from 'gazing' tells me that Hailey's words don't lie.

--Name Shea Legacy HP23/23 MP17/17 Class Searcher.

Level 3.

Strength 0.45 Strength 0.88 Skill 0.23 Speed 0.34 Wisdom 1.02 Magic 0.92 Magic 0.46--

--Inherent Skills None.

Acquired skills, no--

His name is Shea, and his last name is Legacy, the same as Palinkron.

My body grew stronger just as the relatives of the grudge enemy at hand appeared.

I could tell at a glance that the girl in front of me didn't have an evil spirit. However, just having the surname 'Legacy' makes it hard to believe her. Her innocent attitude can only be seen as a trap to deceive and trap me.

I had believed that I was not the kind of person who discriminated on the basis of race or blood group. However, the reality is harsh. I couldn't relax just by being around this sunflower-like girl.

'I can't believe I'm so upset just because she's a relative of Palinclone: ......!

I understand a little bit more about how the politicians feel about eradicating their war partners from the family.

At the same time, I also understand how much I fear the existence of the Palinkron Legacy.

Seeing me stiffen, Heili tries to calm me down in a calm voice.

'Don't worry, she has nothing to worry about. As you can see, she has no talent whatsoever.''

Poppin' and tapping Shea Legacy's head, Hailey.

Indeed, Heili is right, there is no talent to be found in 'Display'. On the contrary, the column of skills is so blank that it seems difficult to find them.

But - that's why (・・・・・), it's also scary (・・・・・・).

Haili gives a compassionate look to Sia Legacy, who squints ticklishly at him.

'I'm helping to take Shea to the deepest part of the world. She is a kindred spirit, and I owe her a tremendous debt of gratitude.

After briefly explaining Shea Legacy, Hailey took the girl's hand and headed to 'Connection'.

'Then let's go, Sia. Everyone is waiting for me, right?

Yeah, yeah, already?　Wait, Hailey. Who the hell are these people?

But Shea Legacy stops and holds Hailey back.

She is still scurrying around and looking around. She doesn't seem to understand anything about the situation.

'Shea doesn't need to know. Even if you did know, you would only do something unnecessary anyway.

That's terrible!

The girl is saddened and I am surprised.

Although I introduced her as the party 'leader', her treatment of the leader is too careless.

Dissatisfied with that treatment, the girl escapes from Hailey's hands and faces me with her chest out.

''Well, ladies and gentlemen who don't know better. It's nice to meet you, I'm Shea Legacy. I'm still an explorer in this one!

It's a refreshing greeting, full of energy.

I haven't yet let my guard down. However, ignoring it is a matter of human courtesy. I'm going to introduce myself on behalf of the company.

...... We're explorers too. Our name is Aikawa Uzumi. It's nice to meet you, Shea Legacy.

Nice to meet you!　So you're a competitor! Then don't hesitate to call me Shea!　You don't even need to call me "sir", man!　I'll call you Kanami's big brother too, if you like!

The girl tilts her head and gives a friendly smile.

'Really?　Then I will, Shea.

Aikawa Kanami is a strange name! Aikawa is an amazingly unusual name ....... Hmm?　A, Aikawa ......?　What, Aikawa Kanami?　Really?

'Yeah, I know, but ......

As she recited my name over and over again, Shea's expression hardened.

Then she tried to flip her body around like an unoiled robot.

''--Yo, alright, Hailey-san. Let's go home. Let's go home now. If you're a competitor, you're a rival. You don't have to stay long!

With a hardened expression on her face, Shea gave us a quick wave goodbye. As it was, he took Hailey's hand and turned to head to 'Connection'.

Perhaps she had heard of my infamy in the Confederacy from somewhere.

''Hn......?　I understand.

That seemed to come as a surprise to Hailey.

Shea urged her to open the door to The Connection.

'So, then, goodbye - ....... Minasan ......

With a big wave of his hand, Shea quickly left for the other side of the door.

Hailey followed suit and tried to pass through the door.

However, just before he did, he stopped dead in his tracks.

''Oh, one last thing,''

Haili turned around and looked at me - and glanced at Dia, too. It was only a few moments, but my kinetic vision didn't miss her eye movements.

I can understand if Hailey is concerned about Rustyala here. But she looked at Dia for the last time. I can't grasp the intent of this.

'Boy, you said earlier that you've grown up.

Haili asks emphatically to me, hiding the movement of her gaze.

When I nod, Heili chooses enough words and then speaks out slowly.

'-But I don't think so. Seeing you now, I didn't feel that you had grown up. If it's 'you in my memory' and 'you now', I find the former more appealing.

And then he denied me itself.

What--!

Those words disturbed my heart terribly.

I had gone through so much hardship and overcame so many trials and tribulations, but the girl in front of me was in direct denial of my achievements.

Her level had gone up and she had gained a lot of skills. I've overcome my cowardice and stopped pretending to be something I'm not.

Without a doubt, I am stronger than I was before. And because of that, I am more comfortable now.

This is the reward for overcoming my trials and tribulations, in my opinion.

However, in Heili's eyes, laughing and bathing at a party may have looked like slacking off. Maybe she felt like she was regressing instead of moving forward.

It was too shocking.

I analyzed my disturbed mind and realized that I had unexpectedly respected the knight, Mr. Hein.

It's not that I want to be praised by the girl named Heili. I just wanted to have the being who held Ms. Hein's memories recognize the results of my efforts.

Her face naturally becomes distorted.

Seeing this, Hailey hurriedly shook her head.

''No, no, it's my personal story, so please don't take it so seriously. Yes, it's just a matter of preference. Raising the level isn't the only way to grow. I just wanted to tell you that. Sorry.

Although Heili tried his best to mend his ways, my heart would not calm down.

Heili must have sensed that the atmosphere of the place has deteriorated. She immediately bows her head deeply and breaks off to say goodbye.

''I'll leave you with this at ....... However, since we are rooted in the mainland Valt, we may have a connection with the young lady's group that is chasing Palinkron again. I hope you'll take care of us then.

Then Heili left behind the door, and the emerald green "Connection" disappeared as a particle of light.

When the remnants of the white girl Hailey's presence faded away, Rustyala spoke up.

'...... What do you think?'　

It's a serious look, which is unusual for the always easy-going Rustyala.

'Does that mean she's Miss Hein or not?'

No, that's obvious. He and Hein are like two different people. He looks and feels like a different person. That's because I'm caught up in my memory, but it seems like the language is similar. In the first place, there's no way I can imitate the magic of Saint Tiara's 'Rebirth' to Palinkron.

Rastiala asserts.

But I question that assertion.

'No, but ......,'

I didn't think the resemblance was as great as Rastiala said it was.

It may indeed be a different person, but there are remnants of Hain-san .......

'That's the girl from The Magic Stone Human who's having a hard time because of Hein's memories. It's a different person, that's for sure.

'But Heili said she has almost all of Ms. Hein's memories. If you have that many memories, doesn't that prove the person is there?

'No, you can't call it a 're-birth' just from memory: ......?

I thought I was presenting my own theory, but it seemed to be out of the question for Rastiara.

Rastiara is the 'masterpiece' of the 'Magic Stone Man (Jewelculus)' and an expert (professional) in magic. From her insight, what I'm concerned about seems to be a trivial matter.　

'So, is that what it is: ......?'

In my world's value system, 'memory' is a very important thing. Some people must think that memories are the proof of life. In common science fiction novels, there is the idea that you can become immortal if you can transfer your memories and personality entirely.

But in this world, such an idea doesn't seem to exist.

'That's usually the case, Kanami-san. The things that are important for a person to become a human being are 'blood' and 'soul'.

Maria, who was listening by the side, seemed to have the same idea as Rustyala.

She cites the word 'soul' as being prehistoric.

No, surely in this world, this is what is modern. Since there is such a thing as magic, it is natural that there is a soul, and the soul may be essential to prove the ego here.

It's a good idea. That's why our saint Tiara was so meticulous about transferring the 'blood' and 'soul'. ...... but that Hailey girl's 'blood' and 'soul' are too different.

I can't keep up with the unique sensibilities of the other world and can't argue with them.

For a last gasp, I'll ask Dia's opinion. She's also a magical expert (professional) as good as Rustyala.

Is ...... Dear the same?

Dia, who was standing in the distance, was called out and looked up with a gasp.

''--What?　Um, ......, I didn't really listen to you. Sorry, I was a little sleepy. ......

Rubbing her eyes, Dia gave a wry smile.

'Sleepy?　You're right, you look a bit pale. I think I'd better get some rest.

Maybe she was tired from the unaccustomed swimming.

Although the HP of "Display" hasn't changed, it seems to have drained a lot of energy.

"Yeah, I'm going to get some sleep. ...... Sorry, Kanami.

'Nothing to apologize for. The swimming is like I forced you to do it.

Yes, ......, 'I' don't have anything to apologize for, do I?

Deere gave a small smile and walked into the ship.

Her scarred body looked small.

Even Dia's back, which was even just small, looked even smaller. There were white feathers growing on her back. A lovely little feather. So small that you would have to look carefully to realize it was a feather.

When I talked about my personal life, I also heard lightly about the 'Apostle' from Dia. It seems that because he was born with that feather, he was treated as the reincarnation of the "Apostle" of the Revan religion.

He said that his magic power was just a little higher and he was no different from other humans. I've decided to treat her as the same person as Dia's wishes. I consider the wings on her back to be a bit of an odd accessory.

However, just as Dia disappeared into the ship, the feather I thought was an ornament seemed to tremble a bit.

As Dia went to rest, everyone else began to act freely as well.

I really wanted to talk more about Hailey, but the answer seemed to be answered in Rustyala and Maria. You can tell by the look on their faces that they are convinced that Hein Helvirshain is gone.

They had gone into the water without a care in the world and had resumed their swimming practice.

I'm left on deck, thinking to myself about Hailey.

Heili called herself a failure and insisted that she was not Ms. Hein.

But the last thing she said to me was that I felt as if she had said it to me, as if Ms. Hein had said it to me.

It bothered me.

It takes a little bit of leeway away from me.

'...... No, no more.'

I shake my head and shake off the thoughts.

Lately, due to the rise in status and 'parallel thinking', I feel like I've been unconsciously thinking about unnecessary things. It's also troubling that my senses are too sharpened.

It's similar to the way a drawn blade hurts you.

There is no point in continuing to guess the evil that you can't help but think about.

What I need to think about is the labyrinth.

As Hailey, my rival in the labyrinth search, has appeared, I need to make my search even more efficient. Looking at Hailey's physical condition today, it will be a long time before she can resume her labyrinth search. However, if we are too careless, it would be a laughing matter if we really got to the deepest part of the labyrinth first.

I sit on a chair on the deck and contemplate about the labyrinthine attack.

It was important for me not to let "Parallel Thinking" think about something unnecessary.

Yes.

There's no point in thinking about it.

There's no need to think about anything else right now--

Then we practice swimming again and the sun begins to set.

--this is how the day ends.

Today was a day of hardship, I think.

From a slight carelessness, the distance between me and Rathtiara decreased, and then all at once, I moved away. The skill '??' It was a mistake of the best of my ability to use

And then, as if to fold up, here comes Haili. Her presence is disturbing to me. I can only think that her birth, her personality, her thoughts, all of them are blaming me.

I go back to my room and throw my tired body onto the bed.

The exhaustion that had been building up in my body surges in. At the same time, the inescapable sleepiness fills my brain.

No matter how hard I try to look at it positively, this boat trip is still taking a toll on my mind. The drowsiness made me keenly aware of this.

Then, little by little, my vision turns black.

My consciousness was fading away.

I didn't fight it and accepted sleep.

Tomorrow, I have to start exploring the labyrinth again.

I need to get some rest and regain my energy.

So I fell, as I wished, into a restful dream.

I needed to rest.

So I fell, and fell, and fell.

I fell to the deepest depths of my soul--

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The sensation of floating in the black mud.

Everywhere you look, it's a stagnant, pitch-black world.

Nothing.

I was drifting in the black world.

Then, out of nowhere, a muffled voice comes out of nowhere.

--Oh, I've finally had enough (・・・・・・・・・・).

It was a voice of regret.

The voice was trembling and snatched as if it were spitting blood.

--I've crossed the 'boundary' set by the two of them -- that is, I've stepped into the 'limit zone' of humanity -- oh, if I don't do this. It's going to start again - it's going to overlap with the stories of the past - it's going to be that tragedy all over again - no -- what a terrible ending -- no, no -- I'm not going to let it happen again -- that's all.

--.............

.............

The voice was quickly sucked into the darkness and disappeared.

I couldn't understand what the words meant now, or whose voice it was.

I ruminated over the words and tried to think about the meaning - and realized the meaninglessness of the words.

Now I am in the darkness.

A darkness that I don't even know where it is.

I knew that I was in a dream.

I know I'm in a dream, and I'm talking in my sleep. It's most likely a random combination of words with no deep meaning.

Realizing it was a dream, I relax my entire body and let the muddy world take over.

There's no point in getting serious. It's more important to rest my body.

But the dream doesn't leave me in silence.

The voice disappears, and then I see a scene in the darkness.

It's Rustyala's room on the "Living Legend".

A white girl, Hailey, is sleeping on the bed. Next to her is Rustyala and I, talking to each other. She is checking Heili's symptoms with a serious face.

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The scene was familiar to me. Perhaps this is what I experienced today.

I suddenly remembered my knowledge of the original world. As I recall, I think I heard from someone that a dream is a memory consolidation process.

If so, this might be my memory consolidation.

When I'm sure of it, another scene overlaps in the darkness.

The memory of when I met Hein-san next to the sleeping Hailey. Next to Rustyala talking on the boat, I remember when I met Rustyala. Next to me as I listen to him, I remember the first time I visited this other world.

Various memories are enumerated, transcending time and place.

It's a scene that should be called a consolidation of memories.

I see them off peacefully. I'm happy if doing this makes me feel a little lighter. In fact, I'd rather have it all sorted out.

At the end of it all, the overlapping memories begin to blend together.

Then a ridiculous movie starts to play out, which seems like an unrealistic dream.

The memories of the original world and the memories of the other world blend together to produce a large amount of unbelievable scenes. I'm a little relieved that it's finally starting to look like a normal dream.

For example, Mr. Hein and I are seniors and juniors in the original world - Rustyala and I are childhood friends and go to school together every morning - and Dia and Maria are mixed in with my classmates at school. .

With no context, one impossible situation after another appears in my mind.

I enjoyed this dreamlike, uncontrolled situation as a refreshing change of pace.

Then, after a short period of amusing movies, we return to Rustiala's room in the Living Legend.

Just as I was finishing up Rustiala's story of "The Jewish Stone Man (Jewelculus)", I returned to the room of the Living Legend.

This time, I had a slight expectation that people from the original world would be mixed in with those from the other world.

Memories and memories are tied together by a string called 'association'.

Memories of similar situations are naturally drawn to each other.

Memories overlap with memories.

Next to Hailey, a girl with only six months to live, I saw a girl with a similarly desperate condition.

Even though it was a dream, her heart ached.

The girl was in a very similar situation to Heili.

Likewise, morbidly white limbs. A fragile face and an unhealthy body. However, unlike Hailey, her long hair was black, deeper than the darkness.

There was no way they could be mistaken for each other - it was her sister, Aikawa Yotaki.

And the two memories are replayed, overlapping.

On the deck of the ship, Heili and I are beginning to argue. A little next to them, Yotaki and I are arguing.

The sight disturbed me terribly.

The problem isn't the conversation with Heili. The memory of my sister weakened my mind.

I said to Heili.

-- "I know your life span is short. But that's why I think you should make more of an effort to stay alive. ......" "I'm sorry, but to me it looks like you're just drunk on your own tragedy. You've found an easy ending and you're not just floundering there without thinking about it. Then you should wait until you have a little more experience before you decide what's important. Life is too short to have less than a month to live. If you live desperately until the very last minute and worry about it until the very last minute - if you still want me to kill you, then I will take care of you ....... So why don't you take your life a little more seriously ......? --

Sure, I said that.

And then he says something very similar to that to his sister next to him.

He's repeating the same thing to his sister and to Hailey, not much different.

Looking at the scene, I thought, sure, Heili was right, I hadn't grown up as if I had.

My words blaring on the stereo, my words.

That's so ...... and weird .......

And the replaying of the memory is skewed.

I guess it's because I've tilted my consciousness too far toward my sister.

The memories of Heili are distant and the memories of my sister fill the dark world.

It's a memory of the original world.

Memories of my sister.

In other words, Aikawa Uzumi's life--

The memories were painful to touch, yet the more I touched them, the more I loved them.

The memories begin with my sister suffering from an illness.

Because of me (・・・・・), my sister was weak.

I was responsible for my sister's illness.

It was a connection that could not be scientifically proven, but I believed it was my fault. No, I had done something so bad to my sister that I had to believe it.

So I vowed to live to atone for it.

After that, I had to leave my parents and my sister and I resumed our life together.

I did all the housework. I did some unfamiliar part-time jobs. I tried everything I could think of, and tried my best to create an environment where she could live happily.

But no matter how hard I tried, it was only a child's effort. Naturally, a breakdown occurs.

My sister's health began to deteriorate.

I couldn't understand why.

As I moved from one hospital to another through referrals and mediation, I too became weaker and weaker.

My days were busy and painful.

And yet, I hated the fact that I was getting some kind of satisfaction out of it. I think the fact that I was suffering for my sister made my heart feel better.

So I never gave up for me, either.

Even though the adults who asked for help kept shaking their heads at me, I kept looking for a way to save my sister.

Searching for someone who would shake their head at me if they could help "Aikawa Yotaki"--.

I've been searching and searching and searching--

I searched and searched and searched and searched and searched--

And after all of that, what we have arrived at is--

A scene unfolds in your field of vision.

It was the great hall of the castle.

Numerous candle chandeliers hang from the far ceiling, and the sides are lined with countless huge vaulted windows. It resembles a western historical building, but the hall is too beautiful to be called historical. There was not a scratch on the elaborate patterns painted everywhere, and all the furniture looked like new.

There were three men and women in the hall.

I was able to see them as if I were looking down at them from the sky.

One of the three nodded at me.　

That was the moment when the adult who had finally asked for help shook his head.

The adult with a neutral face, with dark golden hair fluttering, said.

'-- I can help you (・・・・・・・・・). No, is it fair to say that I know how to do that?

A grown woman in a beggarly white rag was answering a masked human in an all-black, blubbery cloak.

......, who is this?

No, where are we before that?

How could you come looking for a doctor and end up in this old castle-like place?　

It's too funny to be a dream: .......

Did I finally start fabricating memories in my dream? If so, this bizarre situation makes sense.

It's just like the hall of a medieval European castle.

A masked man is asking a fantastically beautiful woman to treat his sister.

It's a dream-like scene.

But I can't take my eyes off of it.

I can't deny this mismatched memory.

All of this scene. The castle, the women, the masks. I feel that I have seen all of them before.

The woman continues her story.

'But it's too difficult to do that. At the very least, you need to fully understand the 'poison' of this world first.

The woman speaks as if in a test, and the masked human replies.

''Poison--?　Yeah, the magic in this world can be manipulated better than any of us!　Hey, "Tiara (・・・・)!

A man's voice replied emphatically, and then called the girl who was in tow 'Tiara'.

The girl who was called by the name of the Revan 'saint' stretched out her chest with her hands at her waist.

'Exactly!　Who do you think saved this country!　There's no one who can control 'magic' better than me and Master!

The girl called "Tiara" was much like Las Tiara.

And notice.

It's not just the girl who looks like her.

The beautiful adult woman is like a grown-up Dia. And the masked man's tone and gestures were like my own.

The woman who looks like Dia speaks.

''Oh, come to think of it, you guys named this 'magic power'. Ufufu, 'magic power' ......, and 'magic power conversion'. You have a good sense. Shall I say that next time too?

A man who looks like me will say.

"I am confident in my ability to pull off your plan. So help me save my sister.

Its face is masked and invisible. But its desperation for my sister convinces me that it's me.

''Good answer. But I don't know if I should answer so lightly ....... This is a contract. And it's not just a contract. It's a contract with The Apostle, okay?

'I'll do whatever it takes to make a deal. ...... For the sake of 'Yangtaki', I won't hesitate anymore!　I won't make that mistake again!

The woman referred to herself as 'Apostle'. And the man gave the name of 'Yotaki'.

In other words, does that mean that the people here are the 'saints' and 'apostles' of Revanism, and 'Aikawa Uzumi'?

I felt my sense of reality disappear in those unprincipled characters.

This is definitely not the sort of thing that can be sorted out in one's memory.

It's probably a jumble of stories I've heard and replayed. And a close friend of mine was cast as a great man in a dream. That's the most natural way to think of it. If it's a dream, it's a common story.

The characters in the dream cheerfully continue to talk.

Good. Then I hereby acknowledge the contract between the 'Apostle Sith' and the 'Original Kanami'!　From this day forward we are allies. Not just words, but 'soul' and 'spirit' joined together by a thread of fate. No matter how far apart we are, we will meet each other through the curse. And from then on, you will be promised glory. To make a covenant with an 'apostle' is to become a 'saint. You will not only save your country, but you will become a hero of the world, and you will be known as something more than a hero. And now that I have a saint, I can go one step further than the other two. Oh, great!　This is a wonderful, historic moment today!

The Apostle bears the light. No, that's not accurate.

The wings of light on his back were spread out and shone on the man like a halo. The light was extraordinary. The light was so dense, it was like a white wall. One could tell at a glance that the light was accompanied by magical power - something close to magic.

However, in front of that abnormal light, the man didn't back down even a step.

''It doesn't matter!　More importantly, you must definitely swear to save Yangtaki!

"Yes, your sister's illness will be treated with the full force of God's apostles. Yes, proper treatment, you see, ....... 'I swear to you that I will save your sister.' ......

A man and a woman's gaze intertwined, and the distance between them was slowly closing in.

However, behind them.

I'm going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it.

I'm not going to be swallowed up by that light. No, she held the masked man tighter and tighter so that no one else would get the man in the mask.

And the man in the mask does not notice until the end.

He is consumed by the light of the 'Apostle Sith' that the girl's eyes have captured, without realizing the malice of the 'Apostle Sith'.

The man took the Apostle's glowing hand.

The hand is grasped and a contract is made.

It is tied, and then the three of them.

Those three--.

Then I bumped into it - my vision turned black.

The dream is over and I'm back to the nothingness of the original world.

In the darkness, I drifted in a daze. I had to open my mouth and drift away.

The dream was so bizarre and unrealistic that I was too dumbfounded to say anything.

I don't have this kind of scene, this kind of memory.

In other words, it's just a convenient memory made up by patching it up.

It must be a dream, because I remember it.

Because I do remember.

In the end, I searched and searched and searched - and after searching, I couldn't find anything.

So my sister and I vowed to live life to the fullest until we both die.

We decided that we would find happiness together in our original world.

Then I was called to the other world alone, and my sister was left behind in her own world.

So now my memories are false.

It's only a dream.

It can only be a dream.

It has to be.

The saint Tiara from a thousand years ago is Aikawa Uzumi's disciple?　

You made a deal with the Apostles as the founder?

The three of us were trying to cure Yotaki's illness?

It's not possible.

Just if .......

What if. If it's true, then .......

What happened to the Aikawa Vortex Wave and Aikawa Yangtaki a thousand years ago?

And now that I'm here alone, who am I to be 'who'?　

Who am I, who am I that I am in a thousand years?

Normally, she'd be dead by now.

My precious sister. Are you saying that Aikawa Yotaki died a thousand years ago?

Or is it (・・・・)--!

--No.

That was a dream.

Guessing based on a dream is just too ridiculous.

Besides, either way (・・・・・・・), what I do is the same (・・・・・・・).

Either me (・・・・・・) - or whatever I am, Aikawa Uzumi will help Aikawa Yotaki. I will do my best to help.

As long as you know that, that's all right.

That wish is the only thing I will never mistake. It's a fate that hasn't been played with, and it's the untrue truth.

I repeat in my mind that I will save my sister.

That unquestioning answer calms me down.

The feeling of relief, as if I'm back home, draws a strong sleepiness to me.

My consciousness becomes fuzzy and melts into the black world.

You are lulled into a deeper sleep.

Finally, I reaffirm the only thing I have to do.

I move through the labyrinth.

I reach the deepest part of the labyrinth and meet Yotaki.

If it's me now, I can do it.

I'm blessed with more friends, and my level has gone up. My skills have increased and my status has jumped up.

If it's "as is", I will be able to meet Yotaki.

That's promised.

Promised, supposedly.

It should be promised, it should be promised.

Because I'm in trouble.

I'm--......

I got out of the confederacy and got my wish back.

But whether I can endure 'un-tossed fate' and 'untrue truth', that's another story.

--I'm not going to be able to get out of it.

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