Haha, FINALLY! The chapter I have been waiting for since I started this whole damn story! :D As I keep saying, this chapter is nice and long, and a whole lot of stuff happens, so I apologize in advance for any confusion. I did my best to make it as straight-forward and exciting as possible. I also ask that you pay extra-special attention to certain parts (you'll know 'em when you get to 'em) and leave a quick review, because I really wanna know if I did this good or not. Whoever does that for me gets chocolate chip cookies and muffin baskets! :D
Also, I would like to dedicate this chapter to Remy, my cousin's husky puppy. On June 21st, 2013, Remy was hit by a car and killed. I never got the chance to see Remy personally since my cousin lives so far away, but she was part of my family nonethless, and will be missed. Hope you have fun chasing frisbees up in Heaven, Remy. Rest in Peace, girl.
DISCLAIMER: I have no ownership over any lines, characters, or places from Tales of the Abyss. I only claim ownership of Kuro.
Chapter 21
Meaning of Birth
The next thing Luke was aware of was the sharp pain shooting through his back. The impact of hitting the ground wasn't as strong as he expected, and he found he could move just fine. His shoulder felt a bit sore, though.
"K-Kuro?" he choked out, and felt a weight shift on his chest.
"Wh-what the hell was that?"
"I don't think you two fell that far. If you're in one piece, you'll probably live." Luke's eyes widened as he turned to gaze up at himself, standing at the top of a short staircase.
"Asch? What are you doing here?" Asch stepped down the stairs as Luke got to his feet, aiding Kuro as well.
"I could ask you the same question. I guess the Fabre family just has very stupid genes." The other boy crossed his arms. "Even my replica fell into the same trap..."
"Oh, really?" Kuro spat sarcastically, rubbing at her head. "I hadn't noticed."
"Don't say things like that!" Luke scolded, elbowing Kuro and glaring at Asch. "Either of you!" Asch scoffed.
"It's the truth."
"Come on; there has to be someway out!" Asch eyed his replica carefully, then walked forward, standing in the center of a large circle drawn on the floor. He crouched down and placed his palm upon the ivory marble, his hand beginning to glow. The edge of the circle lit up, a soft, light blue in color, and trailed its way along the floor, up the staircase, and to the door. Two panels of marble slid apart, revealing the exit. But when Asch stood up, his hand leaving the surface, the glowing blue faded away, and the door slammed shut. The boy turned around.
"One of us has to stay here."
Luke glanced over at Kuro, but the girl shook her head. She crossed her arms and stepped backwards until she was out of the circle.
Don't look at me, I want no part in this. This one's all you.
Luke pressed his lips together, then turned back to Asch and held something out to him. Asch blinked.
"What are you doing?"
"If only one of us can leave, then it should be you."
"Ugh!" Asch groaned. "Stop it, just stop! Are you trying to insult me?!"
"No, I'm not. I'm trying to make you see reason! I'm a replica. My hyperresonance isn't as powerful as your's. If our skill with the sword is equal, then the one better in another are should go. And that's you."
"I didn't think it possible for you to be anymore irritating than you already were!" Asch spat, turning away. "'Better in another area'? You're such an idiot! How can you possibly say that? You can't possibly know which of us is better!"
"Either way, I-"
"Shut up!" Luke heard the familiar, metallic scraping sound as Asch drew his blade and spun back around.
"Asch! What are you-"
"Only one of us can leave this room," Asch cut the replica off again. "The stronger one will destroy Van."
"Asch-"
"Don't you get it? This isn't about hyperresonance or who is and isn't a replica! As two of Van's students, we're going to find out who's stronger... who the real 'Luke' is."
Asch lowered his sword a bit and looked Luke up and down a few times before resting his eyes on the other's matching green gaze.
"This is a fight to settle who we are."
"'Settle who we are'?" Luke repeated. "We're both real, Asch! You and I are two different people!"
"This is past the point of logic!" Asch snapped in reply.
"I know that! But-"
"Shut up! Stop talking like you know all the answers! You can't even begin to understand how I feel!"
And there it was again. That blurry flash of blue around him. Just like from Grand Chokmah. Asch paused his words, no doubt seeing it too. The original closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly.
"You stole my past... and my future... Now is all the time I have."
The blue glow in their surroundings intensified, the elegant design and structure of Eldrant blurring around them. That was when he realized...
'It's reacting to us...'
Luke stared back into Asch's eyes; the one thing that never changed, switch or no switch.
"Now... is all I have, too."
Reaching to his side, he drew his blade as well. Asch lifted his back up.
"I don't even have a past to lose," Luke continued. "But despite that, I've still decided... that I'm me. It doesn't matter what you, or Van, or anyone thinks. Because here I am."
There was a pause, a ringing silence, in which two heartbeats sped up and two pairs of emerald eyes stared down the other. Luke finished it off.
"If that's the source of the strength you're talking about... then I won't lose."
And then suddenly, the light around them flared up, the brightness obscuring Luke's vision. His eyes widened, and he suddenly lost all feeling in his limbs. He squeezed his green orbs shut as the bright blue faded to pitch black, feeling as if the darkness was swallowing him up.
A voice rang in his head.
Finally...
'Lorelei?'
No, not Lorelei... this voice was different from that of the third isofon. But it still sounded vaguely familiar.
Finally... you understand.
Then a sudden new feeling flowed through him. It felt like hot water was running through his veins, and it gave him a warm, comforting feeling. The sensation spread from his toes to his cheeks, and Luke could feel himself relaxing. He tipped his head back as the warmth reached his face, and for a single heartbeat, he lost the ability to breathe. His next breath came like he hadn't sucked in any oxygen for hours, and as he exhaled, the warm feeling disappeared. Slowly, Luke opened his eyes. Eldrant was before him again. Across the room, he saw Asch standing in front of him...
...with Kuro behind him.
Asch blinked, slowly tilting his head to stare down at himself. Luke lifted his hands and gripped at his short hair, patted his pale cheeks, rubbed his white-clad shoulders. A breath of air caught in his throat as the boy across the room moved his eyes, and their gazes once again met.
"A-Asch?"
"...Yeah."
It was his voice. His voice, heard when he wanted it to be, coming from his lips. He was once again in control of his own body.
Luke was himself.
And as time ticked by, and nothing moved, nothing shifted, Luke came to realize...
This was real.
This was permanent.
This was true.
They'd switched back, for good this time.
Asch moved then, tossing Luke's sword across the room to him. Luke did the same, picking up his own sword after. As he slid into his battle stance, he caught sight of the confused young girl still standing behind Asch.
"Winner takes her with," Luke declared, his tone leaving no room for argument. Asch glanced over his shoulder to where Kuro was. The original nodded, turning back around.
"Deal."
Luke nodded as well, tightening his grip on his sword.
In the next instant, the sound of steel clashing against steel filled the otherwise silent room.
The battle between replica and original had begun.
A single glass bead fell to the floor
I chased after it, and another one fell out
And in one spot of sunshine, only one remains
At the time my heart started beating
Reluctantly, we still kept to ourselves
And protected our personal space from being lost
I try to keep my hands clean, but they still seem dirty
Before I am doubtful of the memory
It is the memory that is doubtful of me
We'll definitely meet again
Using our synchronized heartbeats as a guide
I'm here, always calling out to you
When our tired reasons pile up, swaying
I will find the Meaning of my Birth
As long as we continue to exist
We can't help keeping to ourselves
Because in that single spot of sunshine
Fitting two is too much
A single glass bead fell to the floor
And when it dropped, from it something sprung out
In that place that was taken from us
We bask in the sunlight
We counted things like footsteps
But those counts were nothing more than numbers
What we need to know, somehow lies
In between One and Zero
This will be the first time we meet, won't it?
Let's use the flag of our screams to guide us
Don't forget, because I'll always be here calling you
When we bury our piled reasons
Our promised will have been exchanged
In the mirror
All our karma is reflected
Our dirtied hands, joined together
I understand this sight now
I'm here, you can definitely touch me
We're here, in this single spot of sunshine
Don't forget, since I'm always calling out to you
From inside that same glass bead
That's right, we'll definitely meet again
When we raise a cross on our buried reasons
The promise will be fulfilled
And we will become one
What felt like hours, but were probably only mere minutes later, two panting redheads remained in the center of the room. One was on his feet, sword hanging loosely by his side, the other on his knees. Kuro drew in a breath to try and calm her frantically beating heart. She stood at the top of the staircase in the room, giving the two boys the whole floor for their duel. And she stood there, not moving, witnessing it all.
After a few minutes, but were probably really seconds, the kneeling boy got to his feet.
"Damn it..." he muttered. "The original lost to the replica." He looked down to the blade in his hand, then threw it to the ground, sending it skidding to the other boy's feet. "Take it."
Staring down at the sword, the other redhead knelt and picked it up, clutching it tightly in his grip.
"...Asch...I-" Luke was cut off by the sound of a door opening. At the other end of the room, a large slab of the marble wall had pulled aside, and in ran several troops of Oracle Knights.
"Stop! Hand over the Key of Lorelei!" one demanded.
Asch crouched back down, placing his palm on the floor, and one hyperresonance later, the door behind Kuro slid open. The girl glanced over her shoulder at it and gulped, swiveling back around to face the two boys and the new intruders. Her hand twitched.
"I'll hold them off!" Asch declared. "Take the kid and go!"
"No, I'll fight with you!" Luke objected. "We can do this together!"
"Don't be stupid! Are these guys important right now? Of course not!"
"But if I take the Key, you won't have a weapon!"
"I'll just take one from an enemy! Now go!"
Giving up, Luke turned around and ran to the steps, meeting Kuro at the top and holding her by the shoulders as he twisted around again to stare at Asch's back.
"...Promise me you won't die," Luke demanded. "If you do..." He couldn't finish the sentence.
"You're such an idiot!" Asch sighed in exasperation and swiveled his head to meet Luke's gaze. "Fine, I promise. Now get the hell out of here!"
Luke acknowledged Asch's promise with a nod, then faced Kuro.
"Come on, we need to go!" Grabbing her hand, Luke took off for the door. Kuro shot a look over her shoulder to see Asch, who was watching the, intently, hand raised, waiting to slam down and block the exit.
'I need to do this... And I need to time it perfectly, otherwise... We're screwed.'
After her foot crossed the threshold, she shouted, "Luke, wait!" Just as she'd hoped, the redhead dragging her skid to a stop. She checked Asch again. He saw they were out of the room and moved to bring his hand down. Kuro turned to Luke with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"What-"
Then Kuro suddenly ripped her hand out of Luke's grip and ran the few steps back to the door.
"Kuro!"
Asch's palm came down.
Kuro slid back inside.
The door slammed shut.
xxx
Asch watched, emerald eyes wide, as the girl sprinted back down the steps and came to a stop beside him. She met his astonished gaze easily with a grin, like she hadn't done what she just did.
"Let's do this!"
"You're insane," Asch hissed. "You're going to get yourself killed!" Kuro gazed at him, determination alight in her chocolate eyes, clearly taking his words as a challenge.
"No I'm not," she said simply, drawing her blade from it's sheath.
It was the first time Asch had ever seen her with a sword in her hand, let alone her own. The hilt of it was clothed in a white fabric, about a shade darker than the ivory of her sheath. The actual blade was thin and crystal-like, about as long as the one he used to use, and appeared to be made purely of glass.
Asch couldn't admire the sword for long though, because Luke's presence suddenly -and forcefully- made itself known in his mind.
/Asch! Get her out of there!/
/I can't! The Oracle Knights are closing in; there isn't enough time for her to run through and for me to close it behind her!/
/Damn it! There has to be something we can do! She can't stay! She'll get hurt!/
"Hey." Asch glanced down at the girl beside him as they backed away from the advancing enemies. "Tell Luke that I said I'll be fine. He knows I've been through worse." Asch clenched his teeth together.
/I'll... protect her. I promise... I won't let her get hurt./
/...Please/ Luke begged. /Please be safe. Both of you. If I lose either of you-/
/It'll be fine. They're getting closer. I need to focus./
/Be careful./ Then Luke faded from his mind. Asch glared at the young brunette.
"I can't believe you're doing this."
"What can I say? I'm unbelievable."
The duo stopped moving, as did the group before them.
"Out of the way!"
"No. You're fight is with us."
"Kuro Kimkuthian..."
"And Asch-... no, Luke fon Fabre."
Beside him, Kuro smiled.
The Oracle Knights attacked.
"Keep up," Asch muttered, and he barely caught her reply before getting swept up into the fray.
"No problem."
xxx
'Stupid stupid stupid.'
That was the only thought running through Luke's mind as he ran. His heart thudded in his chest, his throat burned from panting, and his teeth ached from the constant clenching of his jaw. His fiery red bangs flopped around in his vision, sticking out among the world of white around him.
What the hell was wrong with him? He'd left Kuro behind! He'd left her to take on Lorelei knows how many Oracle Knights with only one other person to help her. Sure, that person was Asch, but even he couldn't do everything. They were only human, and the cards were stacked against them.
Can she fight?
Deadly with a sword, not bad with a bow... She's a Seventh fonist, too.
She's a healer, like Tear.
Water and ice, so second and fourth.
Frigid Blast!
Icicle Rain!
Wow! This sword is so cool! Thanks, Luke!
...She could fight. He'd been the one who gave her that sword. He had trusted she could use it then. He had to believe in that now.
'Please, Kuro... Please be okay...'
Luke came to a much-needed stop and bent over, sucking in large, deep breaths, trying to steady his racing heart. All he could do now was get to and defeat Van, then go back and get Asch and Kuro. Then it'd all be over.
"Asch!" The redhead looked up, confused, and saw his group of friends rushing towards him.
"Asch, do you know where Luke is?" Tear asked, looking worried. Luke smiled and stepped in front of her, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Tear, I'm right here. Can't you see me?" The beige-haired girl stared at him, then threw her arms around him. He wrapped his arms around her in return.
"You scared me... I was so worried..."
"I know. I'm sorry, but it's okay. I'm here now."
"...So you're Luke?" The boy looked up and into the olive green eyes of Kimlasca's princess. He smiled sadly at her.
"I'm sorry I'm not Asch." Natalia looked away, not meeting his gaze.
"You mean you and Asch switched back?" Guy asked, and Luke nodded at his blond friend.
"I ran into him a while back. WE were talking and... it just happened."
"Wait..." came Anise's quiet protest. They all turned to her. "If you're Luke then... where's Kimmy?"
xxx
The tip of her sword slammed to the ground, and Kuro leaned her weight against it, ignoring the warm liquid trailing down her legs. Her head was spinning and pounding and her breathing was uneven. She carefully rested her hand on the pulsing, wet gash she was now sporting on her side.
'No wonder Luke always tried to keep me at the back of the fight... This hurts like a bitch...' She sucked in a deep breath, trying to clear her hazy mind.
"You're the last!" She twisted her head to see Asch strike down what was indeed the last Oracle Knight standing. Further craning her neck, Kuro took in the bodies littering the marble room, along with a fair amount of red blood painting the white floor.
"Can't believe we pulled that off," Kuro breathed, barely hearing her own voice. She turned her chocolate orbs back to Asch, who was blinking wearily at her.
Even half-dead, he was still looking out for her.
She stretched her lips into the best smile she could, and he gave her a weak nod before averting his eyes, staring off into the space before him.
"Can you hear me, replica...?" he asked aloud, probably too exhausted to work up the concentration to do it mentally. Kuro looked back down to her bloodied blade, the red looking more like a dark pink due to the color and texture of the glass-like steel.
It's not the sword he gave you, but... I knew this one was for you. And I know you'll put it to good use.
'Luke...'
The clanking of armor suddenly made itself evident in her ears. Blinking, she turned around. Asch was still standing across the room in a daze. He didn't appear to have detected anything. For a second, Kuro thought maybe she'd knocked a couple screws loose during her fighting and imagined it.
But no way was she imagining the Oracle Knight, on his feet, running, sword drawn, pointing straight at...
"Asch! Behind you!"
His head jerked at the sudden cry of his name, and he whirled around.
But he was too late.
He couldn't stop the sword from stabbing him in the gut.
The world stopped turning. Time stopped ticking. Her heart stopped beating as Kuro watched in horror as the tip of the blade reappeared, the steel pushing clean through the redhead's body. Then two other knights suddenly got up and attacked, each sticking another sword into the paralyzed boy.
Kuro snapped out of her shock and moved to once again grip the hilt of her weapon. But as she moved, so did Asch, and she watched, awe-struck, as he slashed at the three enemies surrounding him, knocking them away. He stumbled back, tripping over his feet. Kuro darted forward at the same time as another knight, who received a face-full of steel and was falling backwards by the time she reached Asch.
"Oh my God..." she muttered, raising her hands to gently grip the sword protruding from the redhead. "I'm so sorry, Asch...!" He weakly pushed her hands away while shaking his head, taking hold of the blade himself. Kuro watched -too shocked to turn her eyes away- as Asch slid the weapon out of his gut with several grunts of pain and a sickening squishing sound.
Then the sword was clattering to the ground, thin ropes of blood twirled around it and splattering on the floor.
Asch stumbled again, and Kuro helped him into a sitting position and leaned him against a wall column. He was panting heavily and he looked a lot paler than normal. She looked down to his wound, red liquid leaking from it and coating his clothing, spilling to the floor. Her eyes stung.
"Asch..."
"Guess I... had a little trouble..." His soft voice grated against her ears, and she looked at him. "It's... up to... him now..." A thin trail of blood escaped his mouth and dribbled down the side of his chin. She shook her head forcefully, placing her hand on his cheek.
"Don't say that," she scolded, eyes watering. "You... you're gonna be okay." He smiled meekly and shook his head.
"Don't... lie to yourself... Makes it... harder,,," Kuro felt her lips tremble and she squeezed her eyes shut, hanging her head.
"I-I'm so sorry, Asch!" she choked out, shaking with the effort of keeping the waterworks off.
"Not... your fault..." he breathed, voice barely audible. She bit the inside of her cheek, not daring to believe his words.
"H... hey..." She opened her eyes and looked at him, cursing the tears pooled in her chocolate orbs. "He's... still an... idiot... K-Keep him... i-in line... Kuro..."
Then he made a noise like he was gasping for breath, and his head lulled to the side. Kuro choked on her own breath, feeling the first few tears slip from her eyes.
"Asch...?"
No response.
She reached out and shook him, even though deep down, she knew it was pointless.
"Asch!"
He was gone.
"A-Asch..." Her hand fell and she braced both of them on the ground in front of her, head bowing as she hunched over and started sobbing.
It was all her fault. The whole reason she had disobeyed Luke and stayed behind was so Asch wouldn't be on his own. She never doubted Asch's strength; living the way he had and having gone through what he did had to have toughened him up, not to mention his former rank as God-General. But even so, he was only human. She knew that if she'd gone with Luke, her friend would have just kept her in the back and she wouldn't have been of any help. She knew she could help Asch fight. She thought she could help him win.
And they had won... but at what cost?
A life. His life.
She hadn't been able to save Asch. Just like she hadn't been able to save him all those years ago.
She couldn't do anything.
"No..." she scolded herself aloud. "No, damn it, stop crying!" She scrubbed fiercely at her cheeks, rubbed hastily at her eyes, trying to wipe away the residue on her face. She couldn't cry now. She couldn't feel sorry for herself. She had to get up and keep fighting. Someone still needed her. Someone was still waiting for her.
How was she supposed to tell him his original was dead?
He's still an idiot...
But she had to. She had to tell him.
Keep him in line...
She had to look out for him. That was Asch's final wish. And she would grant it.
Kuro...
"Ayumi..." she heard herself say. The word felt foreign rolling off her tongue, but she made herself repeat it. She owed at least this to him. "It's Ayumi..."
She lifted her head and gazed at the paling body before her. Despite his sickly appearance, Asch actually looked... kind of... peaceful. Somehow, she smiled, then reached out to push back the hair falling in front of his face.
"Ayumi Shinozaki... Nice to meet you, Luke." Her hand fell. She didn't want to just leave it at that. Asch deserved something more than just that confession. But considering her current predicament, there wasn't much else she could do. Then again...
...Yes, she could at least do that for him.
Gently, she grasped his limp hand in hers, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.
When this world is no more
The moon is all we'll see
I'll ask you to fly away with me
Until the stars all fall down
They empty from the sky
But I don't mind
If You're With Me
Then Everything's Alright
She surprised herself with how clear her voice sounded as she sang through fresh tears. When she finished, the last few words of her song rang throughout the silent room. Then she leaned forward and brushed her lips against Asch's cooling forehead.
"Wherever you go, Asch... I hope you can learn to be happy again."
Then all of a sudden, Asch's body was enveloped in an orange glow. Startled, Kuro leaned back. The orange light twirled upward, twining into a complex pattern above the redhead. A few trails of it broke loose and moved to swirl around her. A warm, calming feeling spread itself throughout her stomach, and Kuro felt comforted... safe, even. She looked back to Asch, wondering if he somehow had something to do with this. Then she caught sight of their hands, still joined together. An idea popped into her head, and she acted on it without thinking.
Someone would thank her for it later.
Just as she finished with her task, the world around her began to blur. Kuro clutched the memento to her chest and stepped back. The glow circled her again, and slowly, Asch's body faded from view. And as it did, Kuro found a way to twist her guilt into something a little bit more.
At least Asch hadn't died alone.
xxx
Luke didn't know how he managed to drag his feet after his friends. Everything inside him screamed to go back, turn around and make sure they were both okay. But he also knew that, even if he did go through with that, it'd be pointless. There was no getting back into that room. Was there even a way out? For Kuro, maybe, but what about Asch?
It came out of nowhere.
At first he thought he was imagining it, that it was just a feeling he was getting from thinking about it. But as it grew stronger, Luke stopped, allowing the feeling to wash over him.
Then it hit him. And it hit him hard.
He gasped softly as the realization dawned on him, then pressed his lips together and turned his head to stare off into the distance. He closed his eyes.
'I'm sorry.'
"Luke...?" Luke's eyes shot open, and he twisted around more to check behind him. He gasped again as he took in the blood-covered girl before him.
"Kuro!" He ran over to her, kneeling in front of her and hugging her. "Oh thank Lorelei you're alright..."
"Luke..." He pulled back, his arms still around her shoulders as he looked at her. "A-Asch... Asch is-"
"I know..." Luke kissed her temple and drew her into his chest. She pressed into him, seeking comfort, and Luke held her close.
"Luke?" one of the others called. "What are you... Kuro!"
Then everyone was there, crowding around the duo. Kuro burrowed closer to Luke, and that's when he felt something warm, wet, and sticky smeared on his front side. He glanced down, and his emerald eyes widened when he saw red.
"You're hurt," he said, pulling away a bit to put his hand on her injury.
"...Oh yeah..." Kuro mumbled, sounding dazed. Luke eyed her worriedly. Another hand joined his, covering the wound, and Luke angled his head to see Tear leaning over the young girl.
"Can you...?" Tear nodded, crouching down. Luke carefully pulled his hand away as the melodist's started to glow.
"L-Luke?" Kuro called softly, voice shaking. He rubbed her back.
"I'm right here, Kuro. I'm here."
"Lay her down. It'll make it easier," Tear said. Guy stepped in and helped situate Kuro into Luke's arms, cradling her head on his arm as she laid across his lap.
"Luke..." Kuro called again, and the redhead ran his fingers through her hair.
"I'm still here."
"Luke, I..." Kuro paused to swallow. "I wanna tell them now..."
"Tell them what?"
"What I... told you..." Luke's eyes widened.
"What?" She turned her head to gaze up at him.
"I want them to know... I don't want someone to die believing my lie..."
"What's she talking about, Luke?" Guy asked, concerned. Luke looked helplessly up at his blond friend.
"I..." Luke's lips failed to come up with words, and he glanced back down to Kuro. "You're sure?"
"...Yeah." Giving her one last look, the redhead tilted his head up to gaze at the group around him.
"Guys, Ku- she has something to tell you all."
"What?" Guy inquired, eyebrows furrowing. Anise knelt beside her friend's head.
"It's okay, Kimmy. You can tell us anything."
"Stop it." Anise froze at the brunette's words. "Don't call me that. That's not who I am."
"Wh-what are you talking about?"
The girl in Luke's arms sighed softly, turning her head to look at them all.
"...I'm not really Kuro Kimkuthian."
Aw man I loved this chapter xD
I really hope this came out good to someone other than myself. That's why I would really like some feedback this time; I want to make sure I did Asch's death scene justice. Because I swear, I cry every damn time I see that part. So yes, I cried while writing this xD I'm a baby, I admit! And as for Kuro, well I'll let you guys roll that around in your mind for just a bit longer before I finally give you the answers! But if you've been paying attention, you should be able to piece part of her puzzle together right now.
I actually haven't finished writing the next chapter since I've been away from home a lot recently and when I am home I'm dead tired, so expect the next update in about a week or so. Until then, review, favorite, and follow, please and thank you! It's almost midnight here, so I'm gonna go get some sleep xD
Till next time!
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