A few days had passed since the Shepherd's arrival at Ylisstol, and despite the danger looming to the country's west, almost everyone was in a very good mood. Chrom had given them free time, so that they could rest their worn-out bodies. Most spent time with those that they were closest with and trained as they saw fit.
The only exception was Robin, who had spent every minute of his spare time in either the library, studying tactics and learning about the history of ancient kingdoms as well as those of present times. Whenever he wasn't in the library, he instead picked up his own training after his shoulder had fully healed and he got the approval of Lissa and Maribelle. As a result, he was rarely seen outside of his own room or the library and even then his mind was with the large amount of books and the information contained in them.
On the evening of the fifth day since their return, Robin was, as usual, sitting at a table in the library, enormous stacks of books to either of his side and several covering different topics spread in front of him. Due to his complete and utter focus on the small letters, he did not notice the door opening with a nearly inaudible squeak.
"So, in here again, are you?" a familiar voice spoke out to him.
"Huh?" the tactician replied, raising his head to identify the newcomer. "Oh, it's just you Chrom. Do you need anything?"
The lord let out a little sigh, seeing as the blonde man in front of him had already turned his attention back to his books. "You know, it wouldn't exactly hurt you if you actually came to lunch for once."
"Don't worry, don't worry, I've been eating just fine," Robin commented, pointing to a stack of plates to his right.
Raising a suspicious eyebrow, Chrom retorted "Did you get those yourself or did somebody- Actually, forget that. What I'm trying to say is, the others are starting to worry about you, Robin. I'm sure you're aware that your current daily routine isn't exactly the most healthy out there."
"I am, Lissa gave me a lecture on that a day or two ago, so don't worry," Robin stated nonchalantly. "I'm entirely fine, trust me. Besides, I need to get all this stuff in my head to ensure that I'm prepared for everything that Plegia might throw at us when the time comes."
"And you're absolutely sure that these-" Chrom pointed at the countless books spread over the table "are going to help you with that?"
"Of course, I've memorized the important things from all the books over there, that includes reports from the first war between Ylisse and Plegia, traditional weaponry and combat styles as well as tactics and counter methods for all of them. I have found that some aren't exactly clear, so I might have to get Miriel's opinion for-"
"Alright, alright, that's enough!" the Ylissean prince interrupted his tactician, shutting one of the books he was reading. "You're coming with me right now, if I leave you here by yourself any longer you might go completely insane."
"What do you mean completely-"
"We're going outside. Now."
"If you say so," Robin conceded after a short moment, sensing he could not convince Chrom otherwise. And so the two men left the stuffy room and began roaming the castle halls in silence for a while.
"So, how was your, uhh, trip with Sumia?" the blonde tactician asked in order to break the slightly uncomfortable silence after they had entered the castle gardens.
"Hmm? Oh, that," Chrom responded. "It was great! We flew around the area outside of time for a while and had a nice dinner afterwards."
"Is that so?" Robin asked, his voice practically reeking with suggestiveness. "And what did you do after that?"
Having caught onto Robin's antics, the lord quickly answered in an attempt to change the topic "We flew back here and our ways parted. Nothing special happened between the dinner and our return."
The tactician however, was willing to let the subject rest quite yet. "Well, the next time you two go on one of your nice little trips, do let me know, would you? With the way you are, I just might have to deploy several soldiers to make sure you don't help every random person along the way. Just imagine how Sumia would feel if something interrupted you two doing nothing special."
"That-" Chrom began, but was quickly cut off by the sound of bushes rustling near them. The lord pulled his trusty blade from it's sheath and gave a warning to what- or whoever was in the shrubbery. "If you value your life, get out of there with your hands where I can see them."
After a brief, tense moment of silence, a familiar, blue-haired figure emerged from the plants. "Marth?" Robin questioned.
"How did you get in here?" the Ylissean lord demanded, the suspicion in his voice clearly audible, though now much less than when he first heard the sound.
"It is of no importance how I made it here. I've come to warn you," Marth calmly stated.
"Warn us about what?"
"About the attempted murder of Exalt Emmeryn that will take place tonight," the mysterious figure revealed.
"What reason do I have to take your word for granted? Emm is inside the castle, guarded by some of our best soldiers. I'd like to see any intruders enter the castle grounds or even get close to her."
"Seeing as I'm standing before you, that first part can't possibly be that complicated," the masked blue-hair commented, causing Chrom to wince slightly. "Regardless, I know a way to gain your trust."
"And that would be?"
"I'm going to save you," Marth answered, pointing his sword at Chrom and then at the bushes next to him. "From him."
Just as those last words left his mouth, a man clad in robes resembling those of a Plegian assassin leaped from the brush straight at the lord, an intricately crafted dagger in his hand. Before he could reach the defenseless man, he was cut down by the blue-haired swordsman, who had predicted the attack and acted accordingly.
"Does that suffice?" he asked, turning to Chrom, who simply nodded as a sign of confirmation.
"Then we should-" Marth began, but was cut off by a second assassin appearing. This time, he sliced at the the startled mysterious man, who was unable to react. Fortunately, Robin managed to pull the swordsman back by grabbing his shoulder, barely evading this attack. Chrom meanwhile had pulled his own sword and struck the second perpetrator down.
"I think you meant to say them, not him," Robin said cheekily, holding out his hand to help the fallen Marth back to his feet, who decided to take up the blonde man's offer.
"How did you know that would happen?" Chrom questioned, growing increasingly suspicious.
"That is something I may not reveal to you at this point in time. Suffice it to say I have seen what the future holds. But no matter, we must hurry! The Exalt's life is in grave-"
Loud screams sounded throughout the castle grounds, causing the three men to turn their gazes upon the main building, where the sound had emerged from.
"Emm," Chrom simply said before breaking out in a sprint, terrified by the thought of what might have happened considering the mysterious blue-haired man's warning.
The other two made after the lord immediately and together they re-entered the castle, rushing through the halls on their way to the Exalt's chambers. The trio weaved through corridor after corridor, making sharp turns seemingly every few seconds. But for the entirety of the time they ran through the castle, there was nobody to be seen.
"How long until we get there?" Robin asked.
Reaching an intersection of two hallways, forming the letter T, the three stopped and Chrom answered "It's this way, we should be there in the matter of just a few more seconds!"
Following this, the lord resumed his sprint, but stopped when he noticed that the masked man was not following. "Marth? What are you doing?"
The self-proclaimed clairvoyant was looking down the opposite way Chrom wanted to take. "This way will lead us to the assassins."
"What?" the Ylissean prince demanded. "You said Emm's life was in danger, why in the god's name would we NOT head straight to her?"
"Because this is the only way we can save her life. Rushing to her side will not result in her surviving this night, that much I am sure of," Marth answered.
"I'm not going to leave my sister alone!" Chrom shouted, anxiety inside him welling up and transforming into pure anger. "I don't care what you say will happen, I WILL stand by her side!"
"Chrom, you need to calm down!" Robin pleaded, stepping in between the two blue-haired men to try and diffuse the situation. "Letting your emotions guide your actions will do nobody any good."
"So you're saying I'm supposed to abandon her? How will leaving her by herself save her? You can't be-"
"That's not what I'm trying to say!" the tactician interrupted. "We're going to split up. You go to Emmeryn and keep her safe, I'll accompany Marth and go from there. I suppose that would be enough to succeed?" he proposed, turning to the masked man towards the end of his statement.
After a moment of looking over the blonde man, Marth nodded.
"Alright, then let's get going! We don't have much time after all!" Robin said, turning to run in the opposite direction of Emmeryn's chambers, but was stopped by Chrom placing his hand on his shoulder.
"Don't mess up," he simply ordered before making his way to his sister.
'I won't,' the tactician thought. "Let's go!"
-In the castle's courtyard-
A man dressed the same as the two infiltrators who had previously attacked Robin and Chrom ran over the courtyard to stop and bow in front of another, this one clad in purple and black robes, resembling those of a dark mage and decorated with gold ornaments. He was an unsettling sight, skin dark, yet still pale, as though he had never stepped into the light of day. His hair was black and he had a long, straight beard, with several white strands in the middle. Completing his ominous appearance was his face. He wore a sadistic grin and his red eyes stared from the shadows right into those of the man who had come looking for him.
"What is it?" the man hissed.
"We have not received word from the assassins sent to dispatch of the prince, Master," he answered, avoiding the glare of his commander.
The pale mage's already unsettling grin turned to an even more disturbing scowl at the mention of the brother of Ylisses Exalt. "So they failed.. No matter. Proceed with the plan. Strike Emmeryn dead on the spot and bring me the Emblem. Fail, and I will inflict pain you cannot even fathom upon you."
"Yes, Master," the assassin said, before leaving to follow his orders alongside the other men in the courtyard at the time.
Only one, an orange-haired thief, who was sucking on sweets, dared to have second thoughts after what he had just heard.
-Inside the castle-
"Emm!" Chrom shouted as he burst into his sister's chamber to find both his relatives inside, safe and sound, alongside some others. "What happened?"
Phila, who was also present, answered in the stead of the Exalt "Assassins have infiltrated Ylisstol, we managed to defend milady from the first few, but we expect there to be many more enemies inside the castle. I've sent my knights to inform your Shepherds, milord."
"Good, if we really are dealing with as many of those dastards as you fear, we'll need every fighter we can get. You stay here Phila, I'll make sure no one even makes it this far," Chrom said, turning to the door.
"Wait Chrom, you mustn't!" Emmeryn pleaded. "Please, take Lissa and leave with the others! You are not the targets, I could not bear seeing you or Lissa hurt!"
"I will do no such thing, Emm!" the lord denied. "We don't want to see you get hurt either! And since I am the only one of us three who can fight, it falls on me to keep us safe!"
"But-"
"Hey! Just so you know, without me you wouldn't be able to say any of that!" Lissa pouted. "I'm coming with you!"
"Lissa, you mustn't!"
"Big sis, I know how much you love us and that you would do anything to keep us safe, but it's our turn to protect you this time! Just leave it to us!" the young princess stated confidently with her usual cheer.
"I have to agree with Lissa on this one, Emm. Trust us, we'll be fine," Chrom concurred.
"I.. if that is how you think, I suppose there is no way I can stop the two of you.." the Exalt conceded. "Just stay safe you two."
"We will," the blue-haired prince assured confidently, giving his sister a warm smile. "Alright Lissa, let's go! Stay behind me!"
The young blond girl nodded and followed her older brother outside and into the hallways, where the first Shepherds were now arriving.
Leading the charge was Sully, for once not atop her horse. "Hey Chrom, what's goin' on?There were screams and afterward some pegasus knights told us to get here before rushing off to somewhere."
"Sully! There are intruders in the castle, out to kill Emm. No matter what you do, do NOT let anybody even get near to her!" he ordered while rushing past. "Tell the others should you see them!"
"And what are you gonna do?"
"What I do best- charge straight at them!"
-Someplace else-
Robin had been following Marth for several minutes, sprinting through corridor after corridor. Despite having many a question for the masked individual, he kept his mouth shut since he was beginning to have trouble breathing as it was.
Finally, the blue-haired man slowed down and came to a halt at the end of a hallway, positioning himself so that he could peek around the corner without being seen should someone be on the other side of it.
"So-"
"Shh!"
As if on cue, several sets footsteps started becoming audible. Judging from the fact that Marth unsheathed his sword and got into a battle stance, Robin figured the persons responsible for the noise weren't friendlies, so he too readied his blade.
After a few unbearably long moments, the masked man lifted his free hand and gave a signal with his fingers.
The countdown ended and he shot around the corner, instantly beheading the more than surprised assassin unlucky enough to be walking at the front. Before the other two men could even react, Robin appeared and stabbed another in the shoulder, forcing him to his knees, where the tactician kicked him in the head, knocking him out.
In the meantime, the last remaining intruder had made off in the direction he initially came from, presumably to alarm his leader and get reinforcements.
"We have to get him! We'll be in a lot of trouble if he can inform the rest of them!" Marth warned, breaking out in a sprint, stopping after only a few feet as he noticed Robin wasn't following. "What are you doing?"
"I'm tying him up, what does it look like?"
"Why in the gods name would you do that? We don't have the time!"
"Well, what if he wakes up after we leave? That would be just as bad as the alternative, wouldn't it?"
"Wha- Ugh!" Marth groaned, taking off without the tactician.
"There, all done. Now we can- Oh, great," Robin remarked, realizing what had happened before running in the direction he presumed his companion had taken off into.
At the next intersection he paused, as Marth was no longer in sight. "Damnit, where'd he get off to?"
Deciding he didn't have the time to just stand around trying to remember the correct way to his destination, Robin just took off down the left corridor, hoping for the best.
Luckily, he was rewarded as after just a few seconds of walking he could hear the faint clashing of blades.
'Just a little farther.'
The amnesiac turned another corner and caught sight of the mysterious figure he had been searching for Marth battling two more assassins on his own. This time, he lacked the element of surprise and was visibly struggling to keep up with the two men's quick strikes. The tactician pulled his thunder tome from his coat and conjured the spell, taking aim at the left perpetrator.
"Thunder!"
The spell left the tips of his fingers and blew it's target clean off his feet a short moment later. This gave Marth the chance to slash at the remaining opponent's hand, forcing him to drop his weapon. A quick jab to the head with the hilt of his blade followed and the assassin crumpled to the floor, unconscious.
"You really should have waited, you know."
"And you should have hurried up a little-" the blue-haired countered, before Robin interrupted him.
"Watch out, behind you!"
Marth turned around to see a third soldier swinging his dagger at him. He threw himself back, but wasn't able to fully evade the attack. The very tip of the short weapon managed to slice through the dark blue mask and a cascade of long, blue hair fell from the back of... his head.
Despite being heavily surprised, Robin gripped his own sword and began charging the assassin.
But before either he or his adversary could reach Marth, who was now lying on the floor, a huge something shot forward from the end of the hall and picked up the intruder, ripping him to shreds within mere moments.
"What in Naga's name is THAT?!" the tactician yelled, bringing his sword up in front of him, ready to fight for his life. The new arrival was a huge, rabbit like animal, armed with long, razor sharp claws and several pieces of armor.
"Wait!" Marth shouted, standing up and signaling both side not to fight.
"What do you mean wait, that thing will rip me to shreds!"
As he said this, the beast stood on it's hind paws and began shrinking until only a woman, albeit a slightly more hairy one than usual, stood before him. The shapeshifter mostly resembled a human, but she had long rabbit ears protruding from the top of her head. The only thing covering her were some patches of fur and a few pieces of dark violet armor.
"Do you know him, man-spawn?"
"I.. guess you could say that," Marth confirmed. "This is Panne, she's here to help."
"Uh-huh. And that, uhm, giant rabbit monster thing? Is that normal?"
"She's a Taguel."
"Meaning that?"
"She is part of a species that is able to shift forms. They can appear as humans or large rabbits."
"And how come she's here? I mean, she doesn't exactly seem thrilled about everything going on from what I can tell."
"Let's just say she owes us a favor."
"Do not be so consequential, man-spawn. If not for your grandfather, you would be long dead."
'Grandfather?'
"I- please excuse my improper phrasing, but we lack the time for me to think it through thoroughly."
"Hmpf. Follow me, the scent of the one you wish to find is close by."
The trio again began running, once more in absolute silence. This time however, Robin made up his mind and asked the question eating at him the most.
"So, uhhm, you're... a woman?"
"And quite the actress, aren't I?"
"So it appears. Though I did have some minor doubts, I'd say you had Chrom fooled entirely. But.. why go to this extent to lie to us?"
Marth was silent for a moment before answering. "The time wasn't right. I felt that, if I-"
"We're here," Panne blaffed, stopping the two in their conversation. The three were now above the courtyard and could see the battle unraveling beneath them. Some of the Shepherds had already arrived and were in the middle of battling the intruders. It seemed as though none of them were in significant danger, but they still weren't able to make meaningful progress.
"There!" Marth said, pointing at the ominous dark mage, who was the leader of the intruders. He was fighting Chrom alongside two of his underlings and were giving the captain of the Shepherds quite some trouble.
"We have to help him!"
"Oh boy, that does seem like a pretty bad situation to be in, you know?" a voice agreed to their left.
Panne instantly assumed her beast form and was about to pounce before Robin stopped her.
"Who are you, and why are you here?"
"Oh, me? I'm just a lowly pocket thief!" the orange-haired thief answered. "You see, I was hired to rob the royal chambers by these lovely gentlemen. So far, so good. But then, these guys start talking about murdering the Exalt. That's when it went too far for me, you know? After thinking about what to do for a while, I see you guys, so I came over to see if I should help you out."
"So you mean to say you'll fight with us?"
"Sure."
"Just like that?"
"Oh, I expect to be paid, of course. Gotta get by somehow, you know? But payment can be discussed later, can't it? Seems like you've got more pressing matters at hand," he said, pointing back to Chrom, who was being backed down into a corner. "Name's Gaius, by the way."
"Robin, we have to help now, or it will be too late!"
"I know, I know..." the tactician said. "Gaius, you go help out the Shepherds with Panne, we'll take care of him. Panne, I'm sorry I must ask this of you despite knowing you for such a short time, but I fear I have no other choice."
"Fine. Consider your favor repaid," the shape-shifter responded, leaping off to assist the Shepherds.
"Looking forward to working with you!" Gaius said, grabbing Pannes fur to vault himself on her back, much to her very obvious displeasure.
"Alright then, now to him.."
Marth broke out in a sprint and leaped over the edge, dropping down into the courtyard while Robin conjured more spells. He shouted "Thunder!" and released several magical spheres, stunning both the underlings, allowing Chrom and the blue-haired woman to dispatch of them. The magic failed to affect the dark mage in the slightest, however.
Having now lost their element of surprise and seeing his spell hadn't done much of anything to his enemy, Robin grabbed his sword and headed to his companions side.
"Good timing Robin. And, uh, care to explain where she came from?" Chrom asked.
"Long story," the tactician answered.
"First the prince comes to me all on his own and now the true prize rushes to meet me as well! Ahh, my god truly is smiling upon me this day!" the mage cackled.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Robin demanded.
"Now, now, let's not get impatient, shall we? There will be enough time to tell explain everything when I dispose of these two annoyances. So please, just wait quietly until I'm done, will you, my boy," he sneered, knocking Robin off his feet with a spell he swiftly cast, paralyzing the tactician.
"Robin!" Chrom shouted and charged the pale man alongside Marth.
"Tch, step aside you insolent FOOL!" he screeched, knocking the two to the side with another powerful blast of purple, evil magic.
"It seems I lost my composure there for a moment. Now, where was I? Ah yes, I was about to get to you, wasn't I?" the mage spoke, stepping towards the immobile Robin.
"Urrgh, get away.."
"Get up boy, you're being rude."
To his surprise, his body obeyed and got upright, but otherwise remaining immovable.
The pale man brought his long fingers up to the amnesiac's head and rested his hand on Robin's scalp. He began muttering some words and Robin's mind began filling with various images and sounds, so many that it made him feel like his brain would split in half, causing him to cry out loudly in pain.
"Remember boy, remember!" Validar shouted, his grin growing larger by the second.
"Yes, yes, feel the darkness, boy, feel the-" he stopped, blood dripping to the floor. He looked down and saw the blade protruding from his chest, where his heart sat.
"Don't take this personal, it's just a business," the orange-haired thief Gaius apologized before twisting his dagger inside the mage's torso.
"Curse... you..." he gasped and fell to the ground, lifeless.
With the spell ending, so did the increasing number of images flooding Robin's mind, but it had left him so exhausted and in pain, he began losing consciousness, vision fading to black.
Darkness. Pure, black darkness. That was the only way this place could be described. Robin couldn't feel anything, but still, he knew he was there. He felt as though he was floating, but at the same was falling, gravitating to something deep within the abyss. Though there was nothing indicating that time was actually passing, the presence of something ominous and sinister became ever so little clearer. Whatever it was, it felt primal, eternal even.
An eternity later, the darkness began fading, instead making room for a dim violet light, in it a figure as black and vast as the nothingness he had descended from. The closer Robin got to it, the more uneasy he grew, every instinct, every fiber of his being pleading him to go, to escape from whatever place this was.
"Stop struggling..." the thing bellowed, the hollow sound of it's voice reverberating inside Robin's mind endlessly.
"What are you?" the tactician demanded, now fully entering a state of panic, trying desperately to move back in the direction he had come from in the hopes of getting back to the world he knew.
"I am nothing. I am the darkness. I am the void," it answered cryptically.
"Why am I here? And what even is this place?"
A cold chuckle ran through him.
"What are you laughing about?! Answer me!"
"You should know all too well where this is.. But it seems your memory is still too damaged to recall what it is you are.."
"What I am? Stop spouting all this cryptic nonsense and answer me clearly!"
"You will remember everything in time," it simply stated, dismissing Robin's pleas entirely. "For now, return to yourself.."
"What? Hey, wait!"
The light began fading once more, leaving him alone in the endless pit, countless questions waiting to be answered.
"You will be back.."
And his consciousness left him, his body floating in the nothing of the abyss.
Slowly, he opened his eyes to find himself in a bed, light from the noon sun flooding the room. Sluggishly, Robin sat up and brought his hand to his head.
"Ugh.. Where.. am I?"
"Mhh.." a voice mumbled sleepily. The amnesiac turned to face the person he hadn't noticed until this moment and was met with a very tired looking blonde princess. "Hey there Robin.."
"Uhh, hello Lissa?" he replied, completely confused. "What's-"
"Wait! Robin? You're awake!" the young woman exclaimed in rapid succession before flinging herself onto the tactician, locking him in an embrace.
"Wow, alright, that wasn't expected," Robin chuckled, hugging her back.
"Easy for you to say!" Lissa laughed after removing herself from the just awakened man and stood at the side of the bed. "You've been unconscious for the last few days, we were getting seriously worried about you, you know?"
"Few days? Wait, what even happened?"
"You... don't remember?" the princess asked carefully.
"I- I remember a giant rabbit and that there was some sort of a battle.." the tactician answered, taking his time to recall the events before he passed out. "But after that, it gets fuzzy... The more I think about it, the less I can actually remember.. There's just.. an empty space where those memories should be.."
"Then, you'll have to speak with Chrom about what happened, he brought you to me with the giant-rabbit-who-is-actually-a-woman," Lissa said. "For now, you should eat something and try to recover your strength. After having slept for so long, I'd imagine you've worked up quite the appetite!"
As if on cue, Robin's stomach rumbled loudly, which made the two start laughing .
"I suppose you're right on that one," he chuckled.
"Well, I'll go get you something to eat and tell the others the good news while I'm at it! You stay here, got it?"
"Not going anywhere," the tactician confirmed, raising his hands innocently.
The young blonde princess exited the room in a hurry, leaving Robin alone. He looked down and rubbed his face in an attempt to combat the faint headache bothering him since his wake-up.
'What was that thing? And what was it talking about? It felt... familiar, but.. how? Whatever that was, it was talking as if it knew everything about me.. I just can't shake this feeling.. Why would any of those two know me? What's our connection, it just doesn't make any sense..'
And that's a wrap! Only took me like, what, 3 months? Yeah, sorry about that. Time is a fickle thing, especially when all you do is procrastinate super hard. This time around, there hasn't been much going on, so the reason this chapter came out this late is 100% pure laziness on my part. Also, Breath of the wild happened. Anyways, I finally got something done and here it is. I do hope you liked it, despite the long and all that jazz. This chapter I made a few very slight changes to the plot when compared to the game, so I'm interested in what you think of those and the little bit of foreSHADOWing I did. Hehe, get it? SHADOW cuz' of... Never mind. Ehem.
But now, onto the reviews!
Fregler: While I'm somewhat glad to hear someone cares about how I'm doing, I'm also very sorry for worrying you! That's absolutely horrible to hear, but I can at the very least promise you that I am in no way, shape or form in danger of that happening to me. I do hope I could somewhat make up for the long wait (again) with this chapter though!
Gallian Squad 7: Indeed, both writing and reading are incredibly relaxing, even if I do tend to forget that for extended periods of time every so often. In fact, I've begun reading the third part of the Demon Cycles row by Peter V. Brett. Can definitely recommend. Back on topic though, I'm sorry if I extended your itch by not uploading in such a long time. And also, sorry Cordelia isn't here yet. BUT! I swear to you, next chapter she will make her entrance! Mark my words!
Riku Uzumaki: After having gained some insight of the happenings in the world, will he be able to piece it together? Will he make sense of his dream? And what of the ongoing war? Next time, on Dragon Ball- Wait, wrong franchise.
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Last but not least, thank you for reading once again and I hoped you enjoyed this much too short chapter. Though I would like to, I cannot give a guarantee as to when the update will happen, since judging by the last two ones, I suck at setting deadlines for myself. I can however guarantee that there will be another update in the future and that I plan on finishing this story off just as much as when I started it. Until then, have a great time!
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