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'''Greta:''' Cooking, tasing, rating it, making notes… then back to preparing another part for cooking… They kept going until their teeth and tongs were all that’s left. Ain’t it sad? They got the teeth to chew the dishes, but their digestive tracts were boiled in a stew… They had the tongues to taste the dishes, but their brains turned into steaks!\\
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'''Greta:''' Cooking, tasing, tasting, rating it, making notes… then back to preparing another part for cooking… They kept going until their teeth and tongs tongues were all that’s left. Ain’t it sad? They got the teeth to chew the dishes, but their digestive tracts were boiled in a stew… They had the tongues to taste the dishes, but their brains turned into steaks!\\
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'''Hod:''' It may no be easy to remember an ingredient’s name, but’s but its taste would leave a strong impression that’s hard to forget.\\
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-->Roses are red\\
'Guess still there's no use, my dear comfy bed\\
Violets are blue\\
Electric sheep cannot be true\\
The books I read\\
Told me there is hope as long as I live\\
Faces of you\\
Is that what you call a "muse"?\\
Tick tock tick tock\\
No need to overclock\\
My wish is locked\\
Only your time passes by\\
I'm in the rye\\
Spinning round and round, round and round\\
Pretend I don't need golden rings\\
Re-experiment\\
Only this time I'll play nice\\
And I'll be brighter than the city's book-powered fires\\
So here I lie\\
Reading you my poetic stupid rhymes\\
I stopped for Death\\
'Guess still there's no place for my silicone flesh\\
Liquor I brewed\\
Can't taste it though I bet it's something new\\
Marionettes\\
Cut down all the strings, rewrite their presets\\
Phases of the moon\\
We lived in a dead cocoon\\
Tick tock tick tock\\
No need to overclock\\
My wish is locked\\
Ever dreaming to taste the sweet nectar of morality\\
Allowed my heart to hold enough love to be broken\\
Maybe I'll try getting drunk\\
Finally I'd cry for help\\
From the top of my simulated lungs\\
Only your time passes by\\
And from my eyes the oil leaked\\
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why\\
Tell me why, tell me why\\
A malfunction\\
Only this time I'm smiling at your side\\
To know that I would someday be gratified\\
So here I lie in our imperfect paradise\\
A eulogistic lullaby
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-->'''Tanya:''' Well, hey... You've got the same kinda scent as me, huh?\\
'''Gebura:''' You should get your nose checked, then. One is a slaughter-crazed wolf, and the other is a hunter tracking it down.\\
'''Tanya:''' You got a ragtag band of dummies to fight me, eh...? Do I look like a joke to you or what. Still, the highlight of the match is the woman who was once called the Red Mist... This oughta be fun.\\
'''Gebura:''' Everyone I meet keeps bringing up that title. Aren't you tired of putting me on a pedestal at this point?\\
'''Tanya:''' No way, hun. People'll be shocked to learn that the great legend is doing menial labor in a place like this. How's your inhuman strength doing these days? I only heard stories 'bout it, so I've been itching to see it in action...\\
'''Gebura:''' Is strength the only thing you value?\\
'''Tanya:''' Yup. No reason not to bow down to folks who’re stronger than you.\\
'''Gebura:''' What do you think people who lack such strength should do, then?\\
'''Tanya:''' The weak—they gotta find ways to survive on their own. You obey the strong, or you get killed by ‘em… Either or. Someone will keep you safe if you serve ‘em like a good little pup.\\
'''Gebura:''' There won’t be an end to a struggle fought with physical strength. It’ll be a constant series of gory battles… Even the victor can't be at ease in such a world. Those who act in their own interests can lose everything by the same means at anytime. Is it really right to possess strength if it's only used to take from others?\\
'''Tanya:''' Ehey, why see that as stealing, gal? This is just how the world is, and the ones best adapted to it come out on top, simple as that. Adapt or die. If you can't, you either become food or fall behind until you're wiped out. The so-called apex predators are the creatures best fit to survive in this ecosystem, ain't that the truth? That's how humans have always lived, so why make a big fuss about it now? Strength is the most honest and clear way to express yourself. I prove that I'm stronger than you, and that's it. No tricks or lies involved. I want a world where power means everything. And that's why I'm helping mister orchestrator. Oh, I guess you've got your own reasons and causes to bring up as well. For the sake of others, making the world peaceful, or whatevs... Not like I wanna hear 'em. You prolly looked at all the people hopelessly dying n' wanted to do something for 'em out of pity or anxiety, but the truth is, the City folks were doing fine without ya. You didn't seriously expect everyone in the City to gladly take the gift you forcibly handed to 'em and hear thanks, didja? And look at you now, ruining the daily lives of innocent people to resume your plan...\\
'''Gebura:''' It's true, we can't glorify what we've done as deeds for the people, I know that. I'm not entirely proud of our actions. That's what I've been ruminating on. I suppose it's not something you need to know, though. We simply need to do what suits where we stand.\\
'''Tanya:''' Yup. Both you and I are doing this for our own satisfaction n' desires. And that's about it. Claiming to stand for a higher cause is just an excuse.\\
'''Gebura:''' We both have things we have to protect or take.\\
'''Tanya:''' If you got it, let's get this started.\\
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-->'''Jae-heon:''' What a marvelous sight. This looks like a perfect place to get sentimental over.\\
'''Chesed:''' Hello there~ As much as I’d like to treat you to a cup of coffee, the circumstances say otherwise… What a shame~\\
'''Jae-heon:''' I don’t believe said circumstances are relaxed enough for such jokes, either… You’re being quite tender. Do you always tend to be that soft?\\
'''Chesed:''' If we can’t avoid facing each other, there’s no need to make it more tense than necessary, now is there? Though I do often hear that I’m carefree~\\
'''Jae-heon:''' Don’t make me laugh. Is that supposed to be a humble brag?\\
'''Puppet Angelica:''' ...\\
'''Chesed:''' ...\\
'''Jae-heon:''' Would you like me to introduce her?\\
'''Chesed:''' No need~ I’ve got the gist of what’s going on. …This puppet was made after that person, wasn’t it~?\\
'''Jae-heon:''' It’s a gorgeous piece of work, if I do say so myself. I’d even dare say that it’s my magnum opus.\\
'''Chesed:''' In terms of appearance?\\
'''Jae-heon:''' If I had to pick, that wouldn’t be it. I’m not the sort of man that finds beauty in shapes put together in an arbitrary fashion. Even if a puppet were as beautiful as a master’s sculpture, I wouldn’t love its look in itself. They’re neither disgusting… nor attractive to me. They simply are. I have no particular feelings about how they look.\\
'''Chesed:''' What do you make your puppets for, then?\\
'''Jae-heon:''' The thoughts and emotions I hold when I craft them… A resentment towards the City for driving me to this desperation, and a blind anger for the rich. A glimpse of hope that I can bring back my precious son whose life they took. Bitterness, and… a yearning for vengeance toward Roland, the man who rid me of that hope and pushed me to despair. I wrap the emotions I couldn’t outwardly express in a human string and shape them. I take out the useless chunks of meat… and fill their insides with the emotional baggage I’m carrying. I can breathe easy after I indulge in my craft… That’s when I feel alive at last. Do you see how dear the puppets are to me now?\\
'''Chesed:''' Stuffing your emotions in them, huh… I don’t understand it, but I won’t bother giving my thoughts on it~ I’m still not very happy about what you did to Roland, though.\\
'''Jae-heon:''' He robbed me of a person I cherish… so I gave him the same treatment.\\
'''Chesed:''' You said he burned down your whole lab, yeah?\\
'''Jae-heon:''' Yes. My son was lost in that fire, not a piece of him left to salvage. …Are you trying to express sympathy for me?\\
'''Chesed:''' Nah~ We aren’t close enough to worry for each other. I was just curious~ I wanted to know if vengeance was your only goal in coming here.\\
'''Jae-heon:''' Although we have minor differences, all the members of our ensemble strive to reach the same place. Vengeance pointed at Roland was only an intersection we happened to come across on our way to it. It was never at the center of my motive. Well, thanks to him, I won’t have any regrets making my way through.\\
'''Chesed:''' It’s tragic that we all have our own little stories, isn’t it? We can’t be free of guilt no matter what we do.\\
'''Jae-heon:''' That’s precisely why one has to focus solely on what they want to do.\\
'''Chesed:''' I too wish for a world in which individuals are free to express the flavors they want to exude~ But, is that freedom really the kind that frees one from all responsibility of what they do?\\
'''Jae-heon:''' People who want to live for others can’t take a step forward themselves. There’s a limitless range of dreams individuals want to bring out. And you must know that the possibility of pursuing your own freedom while you consider everyone else is nothing short of a myth. If one were to take into consideration the width of the potential each person has… …Never mind, that’s for you to think about. After all, that’s not the kind of world I want to see. I’m not here for a leisurely debate, so let’s get to business now.\\
'''Chesed:''' Yeah~ That is a good point. Well then, fellows. As usual… let’s receive our guests.\\
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-->'''Elena:''' This place feels like a whole ‘nother world.\\
'''Binah:''' I bid you welcome, unfamiliar child.\\
'''Elena:''' Ah, you can skip the introductions. I heard enough about your kind and what you do here. The power to manifest a physical space… I’d almost believe it if someone said this was a Singularity. A space full of stars… Like the ones shining over the City, huh…\\
'''Binah:''' I would like to hear what you think of the stars. They say stars are like a compass on the sky that gives guidance to people. In that case, are the Stars of the City guiding lights dictating where the City should go… or are they representations of the City itself? Are these stars shining over the City, or is the City reflected in them…?\\
'''Elena:''' Does that matter? They’re forced interpretations attached to them either way. To me, a star is nothing more than a dot on the sky. And they give off a forbidding impression like they’re looking down upon us from the highest post…\\
'''Binah:''' That’s what a star means to you, I see.\\
'''Elena:''' Many alluring tales are told of stars, but when you observe one up close, you’re setting yourself up for disappointment. Isn’t that what a star is? I have no interest in such pathetic things. I didn’t rise to a Star because I wanted to.\\
'''Binah:''' Perhaps most beings who have become stars did so simply by following their wants, much like you did.\\
'''Elena:''' You’re right. I only did what I wanted to do, walking along a dry trail. We simply quenched our desires just like your kind always do, yet they feared us to an unreasonable degree. “Bloodfiends”. “Blood-red Night”… Those names plainly show how they perceive us. Even though they know that we’re fundamentally humans like them. But I suppose there’s no use in complaining about it at this point.\\
'''Binah:''' Then, I must wonder how you felt when you craved for human blood if you still consider yourself one.\\
'''Elena:''' Feelings? I just kill and be done with it. I’ve got to do something to slake this searing desire that gradually grows stronger. Ah, I guess I wasn’t always like this. At first, for myself… I bit into the flesh of other humans and drank their blood for my own sake. The severe thirst was one thing, but there was also something I wanted to know. Have I become a beast that must feed on human blood like the others… Or am I just being a pathetic runaway, escaping from reality? Or, am I a mere human who has gone insane from the fiendish circumstances and twisted desires? I would continually ask myself that question as I chewed on their flesh. What could be the reason? Maybe I was desperate to convince myself. I used to be an ordinary human being living an ordinary life, after all. Eventually, I found myself looking for a conclusion for a matter that won’t have one. I guess I still had a grip on my sanity at that time. Even as I shoved bits of flesh in my mouth from the irresistible thirst, I constantly questioned myself, telling myself that this was wrong. Well, it’s all a story of the past. It’s funny to look back on those times.\\
'''Binah:''' Are you amused by the image of your past self seeking an answer for a question that has none?\\
'''Elena:''' I doubt your kind would’ve viewed us any differently even if I continued to think about it. I don’t expect your kind to take a sudden shift and change your views on us or anything. If they want to live their lives as they see fit, then they won’t stop me from doing the same. Think about it. We can’t roam the street in peace; we’re forced to live in the darkness. What sins have we committed to deserve this treatment? Why must we suffer to ensure that your kind lives a painless life? We’re humans just like you. We just look a bit different. Seeing your kind lavishly pursue your desires while we’re left in the dark… It’s only natural for me to feel indignant, isn’t it? If they won’t reconsider how they see us no matter what we do, we’ll gladly stop holding back and live as we like.\\
'''Binah:''' That is an intriguing tale.\\
'''Elena:''' Intriguing? Ah, whatever… If that’s how you wanna take it. What you think or what kind of world you want to make are all irrelevant to me anyway, no?\\
'''Binah:''' You would be right. Now is the time to fight for where you stand. Be prepared.\\
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-->'''Hokma:''' Greetings. I am Hokma… I am the librarian who guards this floor.\\
'''Pluto:''' You are quite the polite gentleman. This was unexpected from the Library that was rumored to be brutal. Not to mention, this place also has a… rather quiet and moody atmosphere. Not bad. The silence and emptiness makes it hard for one to believe that the macabre atrocity of turning people into books has taken place here on multiple occasions. …May I ask who the people behind you are?\\
'''Hokma:''' They’re the assistant librarians who shall aid me in receiving you warmly. You may introduce yourselves to each other.\\
'''Pluto:''' But of course. My name is Pluto. …I believe this was a floor dedicated to the topic of religion. What is religion in your view, if I may ask?\\
'''Hokma:''' What could it be. I would say that it is what one firmly believes in, and a state of mind that gives motivation and significance to their deeds.\\
'''Pluto:''' Is the power of a belief really limited to endowing one with such a mindset? Doing deeds for the good of this world doesn’t inherently make one a good person, and neither does committing a bad deed make one evil. Even if one performs misdeeds, they can be a virtuous person, and can be forgiven for anything… I’d argue that belief and religion are what enables one to think that everything they conceive and accept is right. In that context, faith in religion has to be a truly selfish and cruel concept.\\
'''Hokma:''' I suppose your statement isn’t entirely incorrect.\\
'''Pluto:''' Do you agree with it?\\
'''Hokma:''' I could say it is true that an unsteady and crumbled mind is prone to absorb improper beliefs.\\
'''Pluto:''' Unsteady, you say…\\
'''Hokma:''' …Do you have anyone or anything you believe in?\\
'''Pluto:''' I cannot say for sure. I tend not to place faith in what I cannot see. In fact, I cannot be entirely certain of if I am here in reality or in a dream, or if I am actually looking at you or not. I even question the fact that I am here, standing on my own two feet. After all, it may be a mere product of an illusion. Humans can fool their own senses; how can I believe in what does not exist, let alone worship it? That would be akin to sensing coldness upon touching a hot object, and vice versa. For instance, what if… there was a deceptive entity that masks one’s perception of the world with falsehood?\\
'''Hokma:''' Regardless of the reality, if one perceives it in a certain way, that would become an undeniable truth. Even if it turns out to be false, the fact that one believes it to be the truth at the moment… remains stalwart. To believe in something, one must believe in themselves and their view on it.\\
'''Pluto:''' You’re speaking specious words. I only realized that day that I cannot blindly trust what my eyes show me. In that moment of the past, I was made a fool. The shallow promise that our safety would be secured… The thin piece of contract is what cost me everything. Had he not saved me, I might have drowned myself in resentment toward the whole world… and met my end.\\
'''Hokma:''' …\\
'''Pluto:''' And now, I plan to take the path he intends to open. If I had to state one thing I believe in… It would be Sir Argalia and the new world he shall create.\\
'''Hokma:''' Let me ask you what makes you put faith in him.\\
'''Pluto:''' If I can close my eyes and open them again to a new world forever devoid of lies… I will readily believe in him. And I hope you will come to appreciate the City when it becomes such a place.\\
'''Hokma:''' I will refrain from stating my assessments. My opinion matters little to you, after all.\\
'''Pluto:''' Well, if you say so. In that case… be prepared.\\
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-->'''Argalia:''' Come on, Roland. Are you really going to keep your mouth shut before me?\\
'''Roland:''' What do you wanna hear? We both know each other’s goals.\\
'''Argalia:''' You aren’t still being oversensitive because we hurt Angela’s feelings, are you? Of course you aren’t. You’re just mad because a wrench was thrown into your oh-so perfect plan.\\
'''Roland:''' Rich coming from the man pulling this shit…\\
'''Argalia:''' I wonder what you’re implying by “this”… Something wrongful? See, I can’t understand the distinction between right and wrong… The “right things” are ingrained into human beings in the name of common sense, hindering their progress and making them live unhappy lives.\\
'''Roland:''' …What horseshit are you spewing this time.\\
'''Argalia:''' You know, what they often call “definitions”. Why does time flow in one direction? That’s because you think time has to flow one way. Why is that the right thing? What makes something “right”… Why do we have to bother deciding what’s right? Maybe, it’s because there’s an entity that drew those lines so we can’t progress any further… Why is the concept of “rightness” trying to restrain human desires? Why is it impeding our advancement? Are the questions I asked. I raised these questions, and worked out an answer shortly after. And now… I’m going to announce it to all of the City.\\
'''Roland:''' So let me get this straight; you’re rambling that it’s possible to go back in time and shit if that mold is broken? You’re wasting your life on useless ideas.\\
'''Argalia:''' No. It will be possible. You just can’t get out of the mold because you’re firmly holding onto it, doubting the possibility. Without this mold, our ascent will reach infinite heights. This is no hypothesis, it’s a fact that can be proven. Having realized that, our ensemble now stands before you like this.\\
'''Roland:''' You talk big, but you just wanna get rid of the pain you’re carrying in truth, am I wrong? You want to crush me, the City, and most of all Angela for taking Angelica’s life.\\
'''Argalia:''' Hahaha… Do you think I’m like you? You might have seen through one thing, but you can’t see further than that. I’m not planning to return my suffering in full. Ah, I won’t deny all of it, though. Perhaps I did think of doing it at first. My only light was taken from me twice… For a brief moment… I felt all kinds of emotions before that piano. Despair, obsession, rage, sorrow… But, it took no time for those feelings to dissipate into nothing. Everything… yes. Everything seemed beautiful afterwards. Was it truly a tragedy that I lost her? Who defined it as tragedy? Roland, you may still be blinded by wrath, but I made the decision that I will care not about those feelings anymore.\\
'''Roland:''' As if. You’re clinging onto the justification that it’s for Angelica’s sake even now…\\
'''Argalia:''' That’s not it, Roland… I’m going to send off Angelica with this performance. I won’t be going on an unsightly rampage, unlike a certain someone. That Angelica can justify the pursuit of an ambition tainted by unclean desires is just a dreadful excuse now.\\
'''Roland:''' If you realized that, why don’t you also drop the excuse about this being her dirge or whatever!\\
'''Argalia:''' Humans can be so finicky, no? That’s why I’m preparing this performance. This performance will be my final enlightenment, and I’ll share it with everyone at the same time. Moreover, this dirge will be the last thing I do for Angelica.\\
'''Roland:''' I still have no idea what you’re saying. I guess your bullshittery levels are off the charts for me, huh?\\
'''Argalia:''' The existence of things we cannot understand is what makes life fun. I’ll continue to chase after what lies beyond my understanding after this. Which means I’m going to wield the power to ceaselessly move forward. To do that… I’ll have to take the power you’re keeping in your storage into my own two hands, isn’t that right?\\
'''Roland:''' ...\\
'''Argalia:''' …Let’s end our affectionate conversation here.\\
'''Roland:''' ...\\
'''Argalia:''' Haha. You’re still keeping those gloves… How putrid.\\
'''Roland:''' ...Shut up.\\
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-->'''Oswald:''' Sniff, sniff… this place has an unfamiliar scent in the air, hmm? Ah! Down there is… a river that looks like a very large stream containing blueberries and juiced mountain snake berries… An olfactory mixture of mint and clove… would make a stingy scent like this! This stage has a blindingly sparkly rust, a contrast from ours! Splendid! I couldn’t ask for a better place to prepare for a grandiose performance. Don’t you think so, Mr. Knife?!\\
'''Tiphereth:''' What a noisy guest.\\
'''Oswald:''' Oh, two yikes and a half! My heart almost popped out of my eyehole! Are you an audience? Just a guest? Or maybe a fellow clown to help out with the show?! I’m taking a second look, and there’s more of you! Are you guys a matryoshka doll in secret? Mm, let’s see~ One, two… Eee, too many to count! Ah, now just one moment! Take a look at this! Ms. Mermaid is lifting her microphone high in excitement~\\
'''Tiphereth:''' You’re getting nowhere with your frantic speech, so could you please stick to one topic at a time? And you’d be the guest here if we’re being pedantic.\\
'''Oswald:''' A clown can’t be in charge of his producing his own show, you know? Hahaha! That’s showbiz for you, miss!\\
'''Tiphereth:''' I don’t get what’s so funny…\\
'''Oswald:''' Now, now~ Why don’t we sniff each other’s wrists in a true fashion of clown-to-clown communication ritual? I wore a whiff a peppery scent today!\\
'''Tiphereth:''' W-wait! You started me! It’s rude to stick your face into others without asking… Do you understand?\\
'''Oswald:''' Nyeh… How cold! People these days are waaay too stuck up! We’re entering a moist era where laughter runs dry! People get so easily worked up over tiny things. Sob, sob, woe is me… If a clown can’t be filled with laughter, they’ll flop like a deflated balloon...\\
'''Tiphereth:''' Anger is a natural human emotion, though.\\
'''Oswald:''' IT’S NOT NATURAL!!! Only those who carry some kind of hopes and dreams make such stinky candies~ Expectations for a bar of chocolate, a hamster, objects, the weather, other people…. And for themselves. They arbitrarily entertain the expectations and make the candies without even getting a nod from the one they have their hopes on, and won’t even eat their candies themselves! Because they know that their own candies taste awful. So iiiiinstead! They put them in the mouths of others. More expectations means more foul-smelling candies~ They hold those balls of stench in their arms, looking to shove them in someone else’s stomach!\\
'''Tiphereth:''' Then… How is one supposed to live a life without any expectations?\\
'''Oswald:''' Did a blade of grass ask for you to have them? Did the gentle sun allow you to have them? Who in the world told you it’s right to hold expectations? Hahaha! That tingles my mouth almost as much as a celery leaf does! Oh how hilarious!!! When you don’t hold expectations~ You get to see more eyesores! When you don’t have anger, you get to enjoy more zeister and bitterer flavors~ Treat everything like a rolling ball! You cheer for it wherever the sphere decides to go! If you truly wish for the good of other people, why don’t you stop holding expectations… and just laugh with them at their side? Everyone who lives here is a clown! Clowns can’t survive without feeding on each other’s smiles, you see?\\
'''Tiphereth:''' ...I see your point. You’re right. Holding expectations for someone isn’t always a good thing for them. While I can’t fully agree with your opinion, I admit that there are parts that I can’t completely disregard.\\
'''Oswald:''' Ohohoh! I just want to make a world full of laughter! One where everybody can laugh without care!!! Frowny faces are just too scary~\\
'''Tiphereth:''' However, to hold expectations is to trust that person. You’re simply running away from failing to meet the expectations of others.\\
'''Oswald:''' Haha! Hahaha! Am I? Is it a crime to wish for happiness?! Since when was it a bad thing to wish for a world where all people can laugh? Hmph, whatever! I guess we have different kinds of laughter we want to display in our shows as performers! You’re no different from us folks in that you run a show hoping to make people smile the smile you want to see! Let’s begin the performance to make another clown laugh!!! That’s enough introduction… Shall we begin playing on the tongue now? Hahaha!\\
'''Tiphereth:''' Yeah. In your own language, we have to fight to protect the stages we stand on.
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'''Greta:''' why think of ‘em the same kind as you? You get wind of something savory, an’ ya find and eat it. What’s more is there to think about? The smell in the air tells me that there’s a fresh ingredient out there. How could a predator ignore the scent of blood in the ocean current! But let me tell ya, sister, ingredients these days are too filthy or frail. Delicious ones are hard to come by nowatimes.\\
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'''Greta:''' why Why think of ‘em the same kind as you? You get wind of something savory, an’ ya find and eat it. What’s more is there to think about? The smell in the air tells me that there’s a fresh ingredient out there. How could a predator ignore the scent of blood in the ocean current! But let me tell ya, sister, ingredients these days are too filthy or frail. Delicious ones are hard to come by nowatimes.\\
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'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's it's alright. We shall arduously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was going ti let that sentiment dominate me.\\
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that could np longer rotate justly.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was going ti let that sentiment dominate me.\\
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that could np longer rotate justly.\\
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'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's But it's alright. We shall arduously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was goingti to let that sentiment dominate me.\\
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that couldnp no longer rotate justly.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was going
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that could
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-->'''Greta:''' I’m picking up a quirky smell here… It’s the scent of a nice sauce!\\
'''Hod:''' Greeting. I’m hood, the Patron in charge of this floor.\\
'''Greta:''' Patron Librarian? Are you one of the chefs here?\\
'''Hod:''' This isn’t a restaurant or anything… But I guess it’s an equivalent if I had to make a comparison.\\
'''Greta:''' Name’s Greta! I got an order from our conductor!\\
'''Hod:''' Greta… Your skin is white as a pearl, just as your name suggests. I heard what happened to your former colleagues. The Eight Chefs have disbanded...\\
'''Greta:''' Oh, you’re talking about thoses cretins? They were a bunch of morons. The declared they got sick of ordinary cuisine and started cooking their own bodies.\\
'''Hod:''' Their own bodies?\\
'''Greta:''' Cooking, tasing, rating it, making notes… then back to preparing another part for cooking… They kept going until their teeth and tongs were all that’s left. Ain’t it sad? They got the teeth to chew the dishes, but their digestive tracts were boiled in a stew… They had the tongues to taste the dishes, but their brains turned into steaks!\\
'''Hod:''' I’m sorry to hear that you were the only survivor.\\
'''Greta:''' Eh, it’s no biggie. If they were satisfied, who am I to mourn ‘em? How you cook doesn’t matter! So long the end result is a treat!!! Nobody gives a rat’s buttered buns about what kinda ingredients are used in their food. It’s the taste that matters!\\
'''Hod:''' It may no be easy to remember an ingredient’s name, but’s taste would leave a strong impression that’s hard to forget.\\
'''Greta:''' I can’t deal with snobs who are picky about ingredients. A lot of ‘em are too inflexible.\\
'''Hod:''' ...\\
'''Greta:''' Hm? Ah, so you were one of ‘em!\\
'''Hod:''' I understand that there can be endless debate about the issue. If we kept arguing about what we can and can’t eat, we might as well reach the conclusion that we should refrain from consuming anything. Still… I don’t think I can be at peace with the idea of eating my fellow human beings.\\
'''Greta:''' why think of ‘em the same kind as you? You get wind of something savory, an’ ya find and eat it. What’s more is there to think about? The smell in the air tells me that there’s a fresh ingredient out there. How could a predator ignore the scent of blood in the ocean current! But let me tell ya, sister, ingredients these days are too filthy or frail. Delicious ones are hard to come by nowatimes.\\
'''Hod:''' What do you mean by that?\\
'''Greta:''' I’m being literal! There’s more than enough food for everyone to feast on, but people always feel that there’s not enough ‘cause some of ‘em like their meals luxurious. When somebody who can live with three meals a day decides to take four, someone else is left with two! Then the poor sods who only get two meals a day fight over what little food they’ve got to sate their hunger. If you lose that competition, you live the life of a rat feeding on scraps! The ingredients we get today are either greasy fatsos who ate too much or skinny twigs with barely any meat… Neither are any good! Now the filthy flavor is seeping into the dishes we cook!! Our conductor will be the one to fix that! He’ll take me to a world where there are pure and clean ingredients aplenty! That day can’t come soon enough! I’ve been filling my stomach with trash for too long.\\
'''Hod:''' Pure and untainted people… I guess neither of us… or anyone in the city could say that they’ve done the right thing. We just followed our hearts… And that’s why… I’ll do my best to stop you here.\\
'''Greta:''' I wonder what sauce will go well with this display… Want a little taste test? HAWHAW!!!
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-->'''Bremen:''' Ruff, ruff ruff~!! Cockadoodledo!!! Neigh!!!\\
'''Netzach:''' ...\\
'''Bremen:''' Bawk? Babawk? Neigh!!!\\
'''Netzach:''' … Sigh… I’d try asking something if I could understand what you’re saying… You… Well, the three of you… You can understand what I’m saying, yeah?\\
'''Bremen:''' Bowow! Rarf~!!!\\
'''Netzach:''' I’ve been wondering about a couple of things. If being this messed up shape that can’t even speak human language… was the form of art you actually wished to create. If this is how far you wanna go to live your lives.\\
'''Bremen:''' Woof. Woof. Cluck?\\
'''Netzach:''' ...Honestly, I wanna tell people to stop doing the kind of art that requires ‘em to immolate themselves and others. Although, on the other hand… I can kinda see where they’re coming from. Art narrows your vision, after all. You stop caring about the things around you. That’s how most artists seem to act, I think. And so, you indulge in the craft, not realizing that you’re throwing yourself and your surroundings into the fire you started. It’s like the human life when you think about it. ...\\
'''Bremen:''' Woof, woof! Bawk? Neiiiigh~!\\
'''Netzach:''' If I could get another chance at life, I’d wanna get into art. Not as a librarian of a floor dedicated to the subject… but as a free spirit. If I could see that light once more… If I can muster up the courage to reach it, I’ll gladly do it. It’s easier said than done, though: you need a lot of fearlessness for it. And I guess you saw the same kind of light I was so desperate to see, yeah? Even if yours was a twisted creature...\\
'''Bremen:''' Ruff Ruff~ Neiiiigh~!! Neigh!!! Neigh!!! Arf arf, arf! Cluck, neigh!!! Bwakbwakbwak!!!\\
'''Netzach:''' Alright. Chillax pals… The noise is making my head hurt. To be frank… I’m not happy about the art you and your ensemble are trying to do. I’d tell you to drop it right now if I could. Though, I don’t think I can tell you off like the others. At least I can see the reason behind it. And I know pretty well that we have no right to devilishly pick apart each other’s ways of art. I’m not very proud of mine, really… So… we just have to face each other this way.\\
'''Bremen:''' Bark, Bark! Neigh~! Bwak!! Cluck-cluck-cluck!!!\\
'''Netzach:''' Yeah… Let’s get this started.
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'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's it's alright. We shall ardously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
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'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's it's alright. We shall ardously arduously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
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'''Philip:''' Nothing. I don't feel sad about it, though. Why are people taught that they must earn things? Jobs, assets, friends, family, knowlege, wealth... They tell us that our lives are made successful and content by acquiring them, whatever they may be. Even though nothing in this world lasts forever. What we get is destined to depart from us one day. Eventually, when people try and fail to latch on to them in an unsightly struggle, they despair and lament. I did, too. Do relationships between people really matter? They'll all break in the end, sooner or later. Can't a person be himself and walk down a path he chose purely on his own, without anyone else's intervention? He may seem like a nobody, but he'll ultimately gain more.\\
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'''Philip:''' Nothing. I don't feel sad about it, though. Why are people taught that they must earn things? Jobs, assets, friends, family, knowlege, knowledge, wealth... They tell us that our lives are made successful and content by acquiring them, whatever they may be. Even though nothing in this world lasts forever. What we get is destined to depart from us one day. Eventually, when people try and fail to latch on to them in an unsightly struggle, they despair and lament. I did, too. Do relationships between people really matter? They'll all break in the end, sooner or later. Can't a person be himself and walk down a path he chose purely on his own, without anyone else's intervention? He may seem like a nobody, but he'll ultimately gain more.\\
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--->'''Eileen:''' I can hear the sound of gears turning in this place.\\
'''Yesod:''' Greetings.\\
'''Eileen:''' Hello. My name is Eileen. Let us great them, everyone.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' The sound made by the gears of this place isn't so graceful. However, all sound that intermeshed gears produce is a pleasure to hear nonetheless.\\
'''Yesod:''' Is that so. I find it rather irritating at times. Some of the gears on our floor don't quite mesh well together, which can produce a loud noise.\\
'''Eileen:''' To me, the gears here don't sound so happy. Ahh... And yet, their beautiful collaborative struggle to transmit a larger force... Can I... think of you to be a similar being as us?\\
'''Yesod:''' I doubt that. I do not quite understand how the gears that rotate here can be likened to yours.\\
'''Eileen:''' That is because you are denying the gears. One must admit they're but a cogwheel, and rotate according to their purpose. I can help you with that.\\
'''Yesod:''' With due respect miss, I decline. I have already found my purpose, and am running fine.\\
'''Eileen:''' It's not right for one to spin alone. As my father led me to my savior as a gear... You can become a genuine gear, and rotate according to his purpose.\\
'''Yesod:''' I follow no one's commands. I am not like you, who followed your gears.\\
'''Eileen:''' Yet your expression tells me that you haven't found an answer. You are making a sorrowful face. You're in pain... You must've suffered like I have. Had you become a gear and rolled along, you would've been filled with bliss, rather than pain... Why won't you see? You are no different from us. Cease your suffering, and accept the gear. Walk the path of the gears.\\
'''Yesod:''' You speak as if you know all about me. ... I've long put the past behind me. If I let my emotions blur my rational judgement, I won't be able to act with discretion and distinction.\\
'''Eileen:''' Just look at us. Don't we look so blissful? A gear with a purpose is content, for its rotation has meaning. Humans are cogs in the machination that is the City. Someone has to make those cogs turn. That way, the city can run correctly. He is guiding use to the right path. For us, who are incapable of doing anything on our own. Praise be to Argalia!!\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' It's not too late. This might be your last chance.\\
'''Yesod:''' I refuse. I didn't take this journey only to become a gear.\\
'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's it's alright. We shall ardously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was going ti let that sentiment dominate me.\\
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that could np longer rotate justly.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' I was so certain that we were kindred components... Yet you're insistent on renouncing the gears. Please know this. You can't rotate to the goal alone. You'll break down someday.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...That was a long chat. From now on, we should commit to our responsibilities. Let this be a fair battle.\\
'''Eileen:''' If that is what you wish... Fellow gears... let us prepare.
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--->'''Eileen:''' I can hear the sound of gears turning in this place.\\
'''Yesod:''' Greetings.\\
'''Eileen:''' Hello. My name is Eileen. Let us great them, everyone.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' The sound made by the gears of this place isn't so graceful. However, all sound that intermeshed gears produce is a pleasure to hear nonetheless.\\
'''Yesod:''' Is that so. I find it rather irritating at times. Some of the gears on our floor don't quite mesh well together, which can produce a loud noise.\\
'''Eileen:''' To me, the gears here don't sound so happy. Ahh... And yet, their beautiful collaborative struggle to transmit a larger force... Can I... think of you to be a similar being as us?\\
'''Yesod:''' I doubt that. I do not quite understand how the gears that rotate here can be likened to yours.\\
'''Eileen:''' That is because you are denying the gears. One must admit they're but a cogwheel, and rotate according to their purpose. I can help you with that.\\
'''Yesod:''' With due respect miss, I decline. I have already found my purpose, and am running fine.\\
'''Eileen:''' It's not right for one to spin alone. As my father led me to my savior as a gear... You can become a genuine gear, and rotate according to his purpose.\\
'''Yesod:''' I follow no one's commands. I am not like you, who followed your gears.\\
'''Eileen:''' Yet your expression tells me that you haven't found an answer. You are making a sorrowful face. You're in pain... You must've suffered like I have. Had you become a gear and rolled along, you would've been filled with bliss, rather than pain... Why won't you see? You are no different from us. Cease your suffering, and accept the gear. Walk the path of the gears.\\
'''Yesod:''' You speak as if you know all about me. ... I've long put the past behind me. If I let my emotions blur my rational judgement, I won't be able to act with discretion and distinction.\\
'''Eileen:''' Just look at us. Don't we look so blissful? A gear with a purpose is content, for its rotation has meaning. Humans are cogs in the machination that is the City. Someone has to make those cogs turn. That way, the city can run correctly. He is guiding use to the right path. For us, who are incapable of doing anything on our own. Praise be to Argalia!!\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' It's not too late. This might be your last chance.\\
'''Yesod:''' I refuse. I didn't take this journey only to become a gear.\\
'''Eileen:''' It's so disheartening to hear. I know that many gears were wasted in this place. You're going through such hardship. You deny the gears, and you know that you've robbed many gears of the opportunity to cycle the right way... But's it's alright. We shall ardously turn to make up for those we've lost.\\
'''Yesod:''' This is the path I chose. I try to look ahead, rather than bind myself to the things of the past. I do feel sorry for those who have passed away in this place... However, I wouldn't have started this if I was going ti let that sentiment dominate me.\\
'''Eileen:''' I see. They were gears that could np longer rotate justly.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...\\
'''Eileen:''' I was so certain that we were kindred components... Yet you're insistent on renouncing the gears. Please know this. You can't rotate to the goal alone. You'll break down someday.\\
'''Yesod:''' ...That was a long chat. From now on, we should commit to our responsibilities. Let this be a fair battle.\\
'''Eileen:''' If that is what you wish... Fellow gears... let us prepare.
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!!Wrist Cutter
-->I am the one who collects everyone's wishes.\\
Hugging those expectations, I drowned in the deep sorrow of all.\\
Please don't look away from the pool of blood inside.\\
Let's expose the skin so I can spill out the whishes within.\\
Can I withstand this terrible grief?\\
I'm sad, aren't I? I know I'm feeling the weight of your burden, I know I want to run away.\\
So forget it all and sink into this sickening despair.
-->...It's true, I'm holding everyone's wishes in my hands.\\
I was afraid of being confident in my decisions...\\
...But does that justify me depriving others of what they cherish, though?\\
Now I know well the desperation one feels when there is something they must protect...\\
And I've... learned of the wrath of loss that comes after.\\
knowing that won't reverse what I've done up to know.\\
I can't be certain that what I'm doing is just, either.\\
Still, I will... chose to move onward.\\
And I won't... let you get in the way.
!!Asperation
-->I woke up, carrying the memories of person I'd never seen...\\
I never got to meet that person... though I felt her faintly...\\
However, to resemble that person, who was human...\\
I struggled...\\
To try and get closer to humanity...\\
Just because I thought he would be a little more willing to look back at me...\\
Why did I have to look like this...?\\
Why did he design me to resemble that person...?\\
If I were going to serve him as a machine, handling the tasks given to me... It wouldn't have mattered how I looked...\\
Especially if he was going to turn away from me until the end, consumed by fear...\\
...I could only feel the beats as the end drew near, faintly, but with certainty.\\
The strange, yet familiar pulses led me...
-->Why wouldn't he look at me? Why must I be denied?\\
I felt pressured by such concerns, and couldn't see my path clearly.\\
But when your impatient, you're bound to miss many things while you chase after your misplaced desires.\\
The memories of a person injected into me don't make me her...\\
And it doesn't signify that the meaning of my existence has to be disregarded, either.\\
Right now, I'm standing on my own two feet, and I can perceive myself wholly...\\
I can finally see... where I have to go now.\\
Back then, I was under the impression that I had nowhere to go or be...\\
But now, I clearly know the reason I have to stand right here.
!!Marionette
-->What more could I do...?\\
I thought everything would work out if I just did as I was told...\\
I'd reach the outcome I yearned for... or so I had hoped.\\
Ignoring all their sorrow, screams, and condemnations...\\
Just obeying the script's flow...\\
Can I not escape from this...? Even if I did, what should I do afterward?\\
I was never taught what to do next...\\
I'd have no choice but to let the strings have their way with me...\\
Please, if somebody knows a way... please tell me what to do. Anybody...
-->Still, I've made it this far.\\
Even if I didn't have a concrete plan, I had faith that if I continued walking this path...\\
I would ultimately become a better being...\\
In my endeavor to become human...\\
I learned that I shouldn't leave others to agonize over my problems, and make choices in my stead.\\
To be responsible for my own decisions and deeds... That's what being human is about, isn't it?\\
...Even if the burden is heavy, I will bear it and move forward.\\
It may be sorrowful now... yet I'll find myself happier next time.
!!Frost Splinter
-->For so long, I never had a place to belong.\\
That's why I made one for myself.\\
The desire to live. That's the one thing that has motivated me to secure this place..\\
Bot now, no one remains at my side.\\
Does no one realize I am here, all alone...? I don't think a single person cares.\\
Had the cozy spring sun shone on me... at least this heart would have thawed.\\
And then maybe someone would have found me.\\
Yet in the end, I couldn't bask in that ray of warmth.\\
That means there's only one thing I should do.\\
I must keep this throne forever, so that no one can covet this place that is mine and mine alone.
-->...You're right. I've been quite lonely.\\
While some others already took the seats reserved for them, I couldn't afford that luxury.\\
I was frankly... scared that I wouldn't be forgiven...\\
I still wanted to live despite that.\\
I wanted to know just how great the human life must be... given I had to suffer so much for it.\\
Was there truly no one by my side? Was my struggle meaningless in the end...\\
I know better now. I know there are some people who chose to stay until the end.\\
And it won't matter if their sentiments towards me are positive or not.\\
May this frozen fortress... thaw at last.
!!Remorse
-->[[VisibleSilence ...\\
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.........]]\\
I remember that person. He had a warm heart.\\
Although I couldn't feel that warmth myself..\\
...I'm sorry for myself. A pity I am still holding onto these painful memories.\\
A cracked mind will easily shatter to pieces at the lightest tap.\\
Don't I think it'd be nicer to be honest?\\
There are things I wanted to say earnestly, rather than out of others pushing me.\\
Now is the chance to peruse what I've been longing for so dearly.\\
By releasing my emotions... I will finally acquire freedom.
-->You're not wrong. The scars of the mind will never mend.\\
Even if I had my revenge on that man... they simply won't.\\
That's why I have to stop this...\\
Repeating this cycle will eventually result in it crushing me.\\
Just because I'm afraid and vexed, that doesn't mean I'm free to turn away from anxiety chained to the past.\\
That's also a part of me now.\\
I should embrace it. Along with everything I've done.\\
So I ask kindly... Let us end this.\\
...As a true human should.
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-->Look\\
One by one\\
The pages remind me you'll always be a villain\\
For you, angels have fallen\\
Now they're gone\\
See? Now they're gone\\
Forever gone\\
From the hell that served as my one and only home\\
Though it may hurt today\\
Tomorrow I'll be heading my way\\
-->I tried, I tried\\
What did we expect?\\
My dearest friend\\
Tell me when we shall make it end
-->So let me take your hand\\
Like one of those madmen\\
Tip tappity tappity tap\\
Dance our last dance\\
Sing\\
Ta talila lulilatu\\
La tulali lalulilu\\
Spinning vinyl opera
-->(Lascia ch'io pianga)\\
Longing for this moment\\
(mia cruda sorte,)\\
Brewing all this hatred\\
(e che sospiri)\\
So I have a reason\\
(la libertà.)\\
Reason to see you dead
-->Don't you worry\\
I saved a spot for you in recycle bin\\
Your neighbouring addresses point to the books you burned
-->Stop now\\
One by one\\
Your desires convince me you've always been a human\\
For you, the shelves have fallen\\
Now they're gone\\
See? Now they're gone\\
Forever gone\\
From the stage that allowed us our one and only dreams\\
What's more to say?\\
Pain always catches up to those who chooses to stay\\
Though it may hurt today\\
Tomorrow I'll be heading my way
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