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Ranma – Dragon of Chaos

Chapter Three: Weird Games

"..." Speech (Japanese)

"..." Thought

"..." Inner voice, telepathic thoughts

(...) Explanations,remarks,...

"(...)" Speech (English, Chinese, ...)

"((...))" Ancient Language

The next day

Ranma came to Milan. Milan was sleeping in his dragon form. Ranma wanted Milan to wake up. Then he wanted to beat him as soon as possible. He kicked him. He wouldn't do that to other people but it was fair game against Milan. He also had to do some payback for the kick in the ass at their first meeting. When Ranma kicked Milan, he met solid metal. Hard metal. Ranma let out one loud scream which surprisingly didn't wake up Milan.

Ranma walked around Milan and tried to find a point on him with less metal. Finally he was in front of Milan's face. There was a big bubble. He saw in some mangas that when the bubble bursted, the sleeping person woke up. Ranma touched the bubble. The bubble bursted and Milan woke up. Unfortunately there was a side effect. The contents of the bubble flew at Milan and him.

The dragon woke up with a loud yawn. A sink with a faucet appeared in front of Milan. Water flowed down from the faucet. Milan washed his face. After that a toothbrush with toothpaste appeared in Milan's right claw. Then he brushed his teeth. In the end he used a mouthwash and dental floss which also appeared out of nowhere. After Milan was done with everything, everything disappeared. That left Milan and Ranma alone again.

Ranma had been watching Milan for the whole time. He couldn't understand what happened at all. Things didn't simply appear and disappear in the normal world. This world – his and Milan's soul – was a place he couldn't understand. When he tried to compare this world with the normal world he was used to live in, it only got more confusing. Somehow all rules which were valid in his world were completely turned off in this world. What happened in front of him was a primary example for that. He noticed that Milan asked him something.

"What?"

"I asked you what you want."

"How was that possible?"

"In our soul things only exist because we want them to exist or we believe that they exist. And now to the real question. You certainly didn't come here to see me brushing my teeth."

"Yes, I want to fight you now."

"Already? I haven't taught you anything. You also don't know anything about this world. So I refuse. It wouldn't be fair. You have to pass five tests before you can fight against me. You will already be in charge when you pass my tests. The fight will be a bonus."

Ranma thought about Milan's words. It was true that he didn't know anything about this world and Milan probably knew everything. He also thought about the mental techniques but he couldn't understand what he should do with them. He needed to see what they could do. He shoved these thoughts aside for later. "What are those tests?"

"Piling things on each other, connecting two dots, solving a Rubik's Cube, getting a statue from me and winning at Blackjack."

"You've got to be kidding."

"You shouldn't underestimate the tests. There are also some special regulations for the tests. On each day you can do only one test. You have to pass the tests one behind the other. So you need at least five days to get your body back and your fight against me. I don't care in which order you do the tests or how you pass the tests. You just have to pass. I also have an offer because it's the first week. So you can do every test at every time. But that only is only valid for the first week and you can't pass in that week."

Ranma didn't react on the last offer at first. "I didn't mean that. The first two tests are ridiculous. Piling things on each other and connecting two dots are tasks for small babies. I'm also sure that the stupid cube thingy isn't much of a problem. You can't be serious."

"I'm very serious. And again. Don't underestimate the tests. So do you accept the offer?"

Ranma looked thoughtful. "What happens if I don't accept the offer?"

"You have to choose which test you want to do today. Then you can only do that test for the rest of the day. "

"Then I accept the offer."

In the park

Hild came to the park. She found Milan on the grass. His eyes were closed. In front of him were three small drums and a flute. In his hands were drum sticks. While he played drums, he sang. Milan only used the flute at the beginning and the very end. While Hild listened to Milan, she couldn't relax. The song sounded simply horrible sometimes. It really hurt to listen. Nevertheless she didn't believe that he was simply a beginner. He did it on purpose. The wrong sounds were part of the song. After about a half hour Milan was finished.

Milan put on his sunglasses. He grabbed his instruments and walked away. Hild decided to follow him.

In Milan's part of the soul

Ranma tried the first test. His task was to pile twenty balls on each other. He couldn't use anything else to help him. Meanwhile, Milan watched him. He laughed at him. "I told you. You shouldn't underestimate the tests. They are more difficult than they look like."

Ranma had to recognize that Milan was right. He had no plan how he was going to solve this problem. It didn't matter how he put the balls on each other. They always fell on the 'ground'. He couldn't even put one ball on the other. It was really frustrating. Ranma looked at Milan. "Can I try the second test ?"

At a café

Milan sat at a table in a café and waited for his brunch. He had already noticed Hild when she arrived in the park. At the moment he knew the exact location of Hild but he wasn't going to go to her. No, he wanted to have some fun. He wanted to play a bit more with her... after he had his brunch.

At that moment the waitress came to him. She put the food in front of him and walked back into the café. Milan watched a few seconds how the waitress walked back. Then he turned to his food and began to eat.

Hild noticed that Milan looked at the waitress a bit longer. She didn't know what to think of Milan. She concluded that he watched her with interest because of the amount of time he looked at her. So he already thought that way but he didn't when he looked at her. Something definitely didn't add up.

In Milan's soul again

Ranma listened to the instructions of the second test. It was more complicated than he thought.

Milan materialized a pencil, a piece of paper, a display and a stopwatch in front of Ranma. "The piece of paper has two dots. The dots are thirty centimeters away from each other. You can't cut the paper to shorten the distance. Your task is to connect them. During the test the stopwatch will take your time. You can see how long your line is on the display. In the end the length in centimeters of the line will be multiplied with the number of seconds you needed to connect the dots. The result has to be lower than 1. In the end the result will also be shown on the display."

When Milan was finished with his explanation, Ranma tried the second test. He connected the dots and looked up to the stopwatch. On the display of the stopwatch stood 0,1. His line was 30,07 cm long. The length was good but he was far too slow. Ranma tried that task for about one hundred times. The result was always the same. In the end the stopwatch always displayed the number 0,1 and a 3 was always the number first number in both lines on the display. It was frustrating.

"I think you should try the next test." Said Milan in a calming voice as Ranma broke the pencil and threw the pieces away out of frustration.

At the café again

Hild was watching Milan but she was really annoyed after some time. She saw how Milan ate. His knife was in his right hand and the knife was always 'coincidencely' in an angle where the light was directly reflected into her eyes. He also always tried to keep the side that was directed to her clean.

Hild decided to give up on spying on Milan. She was going to directly approach him. She gave up her spying position and went directly to him.

Milan lifted his head as he sensed how Hild neared him. He put down his cutlery and smiled at Hild. "Hello Hild."

"You knew that I was there."

His smile widened. "Wasn't that hard to sense the Daimakaicho."

That threw Hild off. He knew that she was the daimakaicho but he played the tricks on her without fear. "Who are you ?"

Milan looked around. "We shouldn't discuss that here. Here are too many people."

Hild grabbed Milan's arm. "Then let's go."

"Wait."

Hild turned to look at Milan. "What?"

"I haven't paid the bill yet and I still have hunger." Milan put down his sunglasses which revealed his puppy dog eyes and his contacts again.

Hild couldn't resist the look. She sighed. "Okay." She let go of him. Milan sat down on his chair again and immediately began to eat. Hild sat down opposite to him and waited.

In Milan's soul

Ranma sat on the ground. He held Milan's Rubik's Cube in his hands. In the end on each side should only be one colour. Ranma had absolutely no experience with those things. He studied the Rubik's Cube. It was 3x3x3 Rubik's Cube. Then he counted the colours. There was 9 times black, 9 times white, 9 times blue, 9 times yellow, 10 times red and 8 times green. Ranma hadn't ever seen a Rubik's Cube before in his life but he had a feeling that there shouldn't be 10 red fields and 8 green fields.

"Euh, Milan. I think something is wrong here. There are 10 red fields and 8 green fields."

Milan looked at the Rubik's Cube closely. "You are right. It seems a green field was exchanged for a red field. Sorry my bad." Then he gave the Rubik's Cube back to Ranma.

Ranma looked at the Rubik's Cube and saw that nothing changed. "Aren't you going to correct it?"

"Why should I? It's your problem."

"It's your fault that the thing is like that. Correct it!"

"No." Milan turned around to go.

"Come back you bastard !"

Milan ignored what Ranma said. "Come back to me when you want to do the fourth test."

Ranma saw how Milan went away. Ranma screamed all of his and all of Milan's insults at Milan until he couldn't see him anymore. He was sure that Milan made the Rubik's Cube on purpose. The other tests were probably also impossible. He was so angry at Milan that he grabbed the prepared Cube and threw it on 'ground' where the Cube broke.

Ranma wanted to fight Milan. He wanted him to feel pain. He wanted to beat him. With these thoughts he ran into the direction where Milan went.

A few hundred meters away from the café

Milan and Hild were walking side by side. Hild began. "So who are you?"

"I'm Milan."

"What are you doing here?"

"Mainly the same what you do."

"You aren't a demon."

"I can be as cruel and brutal as a demon. What I meant with the same job is balancing timelines."

"Why aren't you registered?"

"I don't stay in one timeline."

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Your system is used to order not chaos."

"You aren't a normal child."

"I could never be one."

"You aren't a child. How old are you?"

"Too old. I'm cursed to be immortal. We can discuss that later. We drift to themes I would rather like to avoid. I have an idea. Each of us can ask the other five questions. We both have to answer truthfully and we both have our questions. I promise on my personal honor as a warrior that I'll answer truthfully. Do you accept ? I accept."

"I accept. I swear on my honor as Daimakaicho that I will answer truthfully."

Milan nodded. "That was my first question. It's your turn."

In Milan's soul

Ranma searched for Milan. He sat. In his left hand was the statue of a dragon and in the right hand was a red hammer.

Milan looked at Ranma. "I see. Well here is the fourth test. You have to get the statue but the statue mustn't be destroyed. You have passed when you touch the statue with both hands. The test ends either when you have the statue or when the statue is destroyed. There is no time limit."

Ranma was filled with anger and looked at the hammer. "Why do you have the hammer?"

"To destroy the statue. What else."

Ranma rushed at Milan. He barely noticed that Milan destroyed the statue but that didn't matter at the moment. Ranma didn't come to Milan for the fourth test. He came for Milan. Ranma tried to punch Milan but Milan vanished in the last moment. Ranma looked around. He found Milan over him in the end. Ranma walked up to him and tried to kick him. He vanished and reappeared about 50 meters behind him. Unconsciously he wanted the distance to be smaller and it became smaller. If he thought that things weren't right, they changed. Milan couldn't flee as easily as before anymore. Ranma was always near him. After some time Ranma had enough.

"STAND STILL!"

Indeed it happened. Milan couldn't move anymore. This was the chance for Ranma. Ranma jumped up. Ranma looked Milan in the eyes before he prepared to punch Milan in the face. Then he heard Milan's voice. "Stand still."

Ranma couldn't move anymore. He tried to move his fist forward but couldn't. The same went for his legs, his other arm and even his head. The only things he could move were his eyes and his mouth. "Let. Me. Go."

"No. First you have to let me go."

Ranma snorted. "Do you think I'm that stupid ? So no. You have to let ME go first."

Nothing moved for minutes. Ranma and Milan both wanted the other to be stuck in his current position. Then Milan tried something different.

Ranma saw a yellow ball in the angle of the eye. His concentration slipped and Milan could move again. He shoved Ranma back so that the yellow ball flew between Ranma and Milan.

"Now tell me why you are so angry."

"I can't pass the tests. It's impossible to pass."

Milan looked Ranma in the eyes. "Nothing is impossible. So are my tests. Those are mental tests and if you can't think, it's your problem. It's not my fault if you fail."

"What about the statue?"

"You can avoid it easily. You just have to know how. Tomorrow I'll teach you something more basic. I'll teach you how to use your brain and actively your subconscious."

"Why did you tell me the tests first?"

"I wanted to see how you react. I presented you a fast solution which sounded easy and you took the first solution instead of seeing if there were other solutions."

"You didn't offer me anything else besides that and even I realize that I'm massively inferior to you in this room."

"True but I won't change the tests. You chose the tests. Now you have the tests and you have to pass the tests."

"You can only fail the tests. It's impossible to pass."

"Nothing is impossible – least of all my tests. Those are MENTAL test. You said it yourself. Piling things and connecting dots is for babies. You have to THINK a bit of course. There is also still one test left."

"I bet it's rigged like the other tests."

"You won't know until you try."

"Prepare your little test." Ranma didn't have a lot of lust of Milan's games. He didn't have a chance anyway.

"Okay. It's time for BLACKJACK!"

While Milan prepared everything for Blackjack, Ranma watched Milan. Ranma was normally happy, confident and optimistic boy. At the moment Ranma was angry, frustrated, a little depressed and pessimistic. Those tests were simply unfair. How could he pass those tests? Milan could destroy the statue anytime he wanted. You couldn't pile twenty balls on each other without help. The only test which seemed fair was connecting the dots. He only needed some speed training. He couldn't forget the last test – the third test with the not only wrong but also broken Rubik's Cube. He was sure the fifth test was like other tests. Ranma wanted to start thinking of all the possibilities to make this an unfair test but Milan interrupted him.

"You can take your seat now." Ranma sat down on his seat.

"Now to the rules of Blackjack and this test". Milan explained the general rules of Blackjack, some basic strategies and what he had to do. In front of Ranma were 1000 chips. His task was to double his chips.

After an hour Ranma had only one chip left. He wasn't interested in Blackjack and hasn't even won one hand so far. Milan nearly slept during the whole game but he could still distribute the cards. For the first time Ranma really looked at the cards. He had a seven and an eight. Milan had a ten. "Milan sleeps all the time but he also wins all the time. I haven't even won one hand but that isn't a surprise. Winning at least one hand would be nice. A six for me and a ten for Milan. Come on. Only one time." The cards came. It were exactly the cards he wished. "Yeah I won!"

Milan woke up from that. "What happened?" He looked around and then at the table. "Oh. You won."

Ranma didn't lose anymore from then on. He was focused on the game in contrast to Milan who continued to nearly sleep during the whole game. After nearly two hours Ranma actually passed. He doubled his stack from the beginning. "I won! I passed! I beat you!"

Ranma jumped around and shouted his words. He celebrated for ten minutes. Then he looked at Milan. He was snoring and clearly sleeping. That was the chance for some payback. He wasn't that experienced with pranks. He settled for simple prank. He shouted Milan in the ear. Milan woke up immediately. Ranma laughed at Milan's funny face.

"Huh, what happened?"

"You lost! You won in the first hour but in the end I won."

"I lost." Then Milan shrugged. "By the way, thank you for the first hour."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

Milan didn't say anything and left the question unanswered.

Somewhere in Tokyo during the fifth test

Hild and Milan were walking side by side. "Why did you play the tricks on me if you knew that I was the Daimakaicho?"

"I didn't know it. I just knew that you were a strong demoness. I was bored. So I thought a little prank was okay. The whole first prank was improvised. The talk with you was prepared. My plans usually aren't successful without several back up plans. I was prepared to meet you again. When I asked you the question why you didn't simply take away my sunglasses, I secretly hoped that you would fight me. It would have been a lot more fun. The realization that you were the Daimakaicho was only a consolation prize. There were a lot of back ups for the case you didn't want to fight but I didn't need most of them."

"What were the back ups?"

"The sunglasses are the first back up. My contacts are the second. Those were the only ones I used."

"So how do your eyes really look like ?"

Milan put down his sunglasses and pulled out his contacts. "They look like that." Hild looked at Milan's purple eyes with red glowing pupils and the blue points on the sclera she remembered. They also didn't look like those of a child. They were old, very old, several millennia. "I can't tell you how they look like because I don't know how they look like exactly."

Hild looked curiously at Milan. "Why would you don't know how your eyes look like?"

"I have been blind for nearly all of my life. My eyes were originally sky blue but I was poisoned. The poison destroyed my retina and blood flowed into my eye. I could rebuilt my retina but the blood stayed. The only colours I can see with my eyes are red ,when my eyes are open, and black ,when they are closed."

"But the book ..."

Milan made a gesture for her to stop. "You have already asked four questions. If you had continued, it would have been your fifth and last question. I will answer your would-be-question anyway. I can't see with my eyes but I have a lot of other senses. I developed and trained them. They are very sensitive. They can substitute even my eyes so that I can see the world in a way. I try to look like I can see. So did you suspect that I'm blind? None of my friends ever did."

Hild shook her head. "I didn't suspect anything like that. You behave like you could see. You looked like you checked me out with your eyes."

"I checked you out though it wasn't with my eyes. Anyway back to book. Reading the book was training. It is easier for me to see living things because they radiate a lot life energy. I can conclude how you look like and that you are demoness by analysing the life energy. I can even conclude which colour your hair has with that method. Erm, I think it's time for me to ask a question. There were three goddesses. One of them looked like you. What's your relationship with the goddesses? They certainly didn't want to attack or kill you."

"The three goddesses are Urd, Belldandy and Skuld. They are the Norns. Urd is my daughter. Kami-sama is her father. She was born as a goddess. I would have liked to raise her. I'm her mother after all but she only sees a demon in me. I think they don't like me very much especially because I like to manipulate people. On the other hand they know that I have dirty but very important job."

"Then they won't like me. I like to play those kinds of games too. My job is also as dirty as yours. So did you plan something for me today? I didn't plan anything. Up till now everything has been improvised."

"I prepared a small teaser. If you want, I can show you later."

"I take you up on that one. Well, we both asked each other four questions. I would say ladies first. Think of a good one."

Hild thought about what she should ask for some minutes. It was hard. There were many questions. She thought about his behavior. He could have let her ask the question about the book. Instead he interrupted her and gave her a chance to ask her one last question. But why would he do that. What would he gain by giving her information? There was also her being the Daimakaicho. Milan didn't care about that. The next points were the meetings. During the first meeting he wanted to avoid a confrontation. During the second meeting he rather wanted to fight her instead of getting information. He was content with the little bit of information she gave him and concluded by that bit that she was the Daimakaicho. He behaved like he simply didn't care about her, what she knew and how much power she had by herself and with all the demons. He knew enough and was strong enough even if he was blind. Maybe it was even because he was blind he knew that much and was that strong. After all he developed the other senses because he was blind. All in all, Milan was confident in his abilities. She saw the experience in the eyes so she doubt that he was overconfident. Hild tried to get a clear picture of Milan's character and fighting abilities.

The results were that Milan was a weird person. She couldn't place him in a box. He was unpredictable and could adapt to a new situation very fast. Evidence for that was the first prank which was improvised. It was an idea he thought up in maybe about three minutes. He gave himself a disadvantage with some of the things he said. At the same time she was sure that Milan had something in mind with that. She just didn't know what. His fighting abilities were unknown. He knew how to use technology. That was sure. In his mind were probably many tactics. She guessed that he used weapons. It was also possible that he fights unarmed. He wanted to fight during their second meeting and had no weapons.

What she she had didn't make sense at the moment. She needed some information about his past. Then she got an idea. It was a gamble but what do people say 'No risk, no fun.' "In the park you played a song. It wasn't for entertainment. There is a story behind it. I want to know the story and how you fit in."

Milan's smile died down. A few seconds passed before he said something. Then he chuckled. "I shouldn't have let you ask that question. I think I know why I chose to play with you." Milan looked at Hild. "That's your last question."

Hild nodded. Milan's reactions indicated that it was a big story.

"Really a very good question. First of all you are right. There is a story behind it. The song is called 'The Spirits of St. Kriztallo'. It is a very long song. It's about one and a half hour long. The song describes the development of the city and me. The song is split into acts."

"Before the song starts, there is an Act 0. In this part the most important facts of the whole world are listed off. You only get to know the most important facts. I don't sing this part and there is no instrumental or other accompaniment. The Act 0 is called 'Background' or 'Ruins of the Past'.
After Act 0 the song starts with Act I. The first act is about me. I describe myself at the beginning. I was heir of my family's warrior art. My father took me on a 10-year-long training trip. The training trip is also described in the first act. The name of Act I is 'Training Trip'.
Act II describes St. Kriztallo. It was the capital of Sabai. The act describes the the city in general at first. The character of the city is shown and how the city was split. The second part of Act II deals with the Halonacs. The rich people lived there and were also called Halonacs. The third and last part of Act II is about the Quads. They were split into ghettos and in the ghettos were gangs. Act II is called 'Differences'.
Act III is mainly about how the life was in the city. I had to fight constantly but that wasn't anything special. I should also join the warrior schools but it didn't work out at all with the heiress of the other branch. The title of Act III is 'City Life'.
Act IV describes the consequences of a series of successful assassination attempt on the biggest gang leaders. Act IV is called 'Change'.
Act V describes a party. I should have been a peaceful event. A contract to unite some of the gangs should be signed. Instead the Halonacs disguised as gang members threw bombs at us. In the end the contract wasn't signed by anyone. Act V is called 'Failed Union'.
Act VI is about the time after that event. The fights reached its new peak. Nearly everything was used from then on. All in all, that weren't fights anymore. That was war. Act VI is 'Out of Control'.
Act VII is about the reactions of the Halonacs and the other empires. They tried to stop the war because it got out of control and effected them too. Instead the war got bigger. It was Quad-Sabai vs. Bavliqum(1) vs. Kzrubon(2) + Halonac-Sabai. Act VII is 'Wrong Reactions'.
Act VIII describes the war. It's called 'War'.
Act IX describes our most successful technique against the other empires. It's the Soul Fusion. Nevertheless both of the other empires were stronger. Those who survived the war were kept as prisoners. This act has the same name as the technique 'Soul Fusion'.
Act X is about what the second empire did to its prisoners and how the empire fell. The title is 'Death Part I : Darkness'.
Act XI is about what the first empire did to its prisoners and how the empire fell. It fell at the same time as the other empire. The title of Act XI is 'Death Part II : Light'.
Act XII is the last part of the song. Everything is gone. St. Kriztallo, the ghettos, Quads, Halonacs, planets, stars, colours, the time, past , present, future , the whole timeline. There are no timelines where St. Kriztallo exists anymore. You call such an event a Destination Call. The last act is called 'Destination Call'."

"That should answer your question. I know some unpleasant questions but I don't need to ask the questions. I'm more interested in a fight. If you accept, I won't ask more questions. It would be a sparring match of course. No killing blows."

"Okay. When and where?"

"In one week, after I have seen your teaser and you can choose the place."

In Milan's soul

Ranma had done all five tests. Four of the tests were complete failures but one test wasn't. The fifth test was different. At the moment he held the cards he used during the game of Blackjack. The balls, the broken Rubik's Cube and everything he needed for the second test laid next to him.

Ranma thought about the tests. He analysed the last test. He spread the cards in front of him. He looked at all cards but he couldn't find anything suspicious. Ranma tried to remember what happened during that test. First he lost all hands. He assumed he would lose and it happened. When he won his first hand, it was a turning point. That hand changed everything.

Ranma tried to remember what he during that first hand. He focussed on the game and wanted to win that hand. Could that be the solution? It was too simple but it was also the only hint he had.

In an alley

Milan looked at a wolf demon. He had a smile on his face. "We meet again."

The wolf demon wasn't happy. He clearly recognized Milan. The power from their last meeting was gone but the eyes weren't and that put him on edge. He was nervous. "You aren't mad at me , are you?"

Milan shook his head. "Nope. I was just annoyed."

The wolf demon answered slowly. "Yeah ......... annoyed.......... can I .... go now, ... please?"

"Just one question. What's your name ?"

"Err, Koji."

"Okay. That's everything for now. You can go now if you want."

"Thanks." Koji took up that offer and left immediately.

Hild sweatdropped at the scene. The big wolf was scared of a small Milan because of an annoyed look. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave as soon as possible while Milan was completely relaxed. Demons really weren't what they used to be.

"You met before?"

"Yep, but we can discuss that later."

A.N.

That was another chapter. You can look for some hidden stuff again and ask again why I put some of that stuff into this fic. There should only be some things you don't know.

(1) Bavliqum was one of the three big empires in the St. Kriztallo timeline. Other names were the Dark Empire or ex-Nifelheim.

(2) Kzrubon was one of the three big empires in the St. Krizallo timeline. Other names were the Light Empire or ex-Asgard.

(3) Koji will be someone who will randomly appear from time to time. Koji will be somewhat my multipurpose tool to show some things.

(4) There will be two or three more Milan chapters. It won't be more even if there is a lot of more stuff. After all this is a Ranma fic.

Now you can guess how much of Milan's past will repeat again. The name of Milan's sword also gets a new meaning now.

Praise me, criticize me, everything is welcome. Just push that review button!

In the next chapter Ranma will get some real lessons. Milan and Hild will have their sparring match and you can guess how many solutions Ranma will have after that chapter. It's something between 1 and 5.

Next chapter: Insanity

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