Beta: ScorinVoidseeker


Chapter 22: Venting

"… Just cause I'm not speaking doesn't mean I am deaf." I tell Chrom and Olivia standing at the door to our room. A squeak was all I needed to know that I was heard. I sigh, stand up, and face them. Chrom had a sad look on his face and Olivia with a worried one.

"Jordan, we…" Chrom sighs and turns to Olivia "…Can we have a couple minutes alone?" She looks contemplative before nodding and walking out the room. Chrom closes it behind her and sits next to me on the bed. We sit in silence before he talks. "You need to talk to someone about this. Donnel has talked to Robin and she does know what happened. She is very worried about you. Olivia is worried about you." He then quiets down again. I turn my head and look out at the dark empty room. It's a nice metaphor for how I am feeling. Empty, thousands of soldiers died a week ago, not quick like being killed by a sword, slowly, painfully, being burned on the water. With the false hope of salvation literally feet in front of them, but never being able to reach it. "Why did you send everyone down the stairs but you stayed up on deck?" Chrom splits the silence. It's a good question with no answer… no answer I like anyway. 'Tell him brother. Tell him why."

"I… I was going to follow them down but I felt something keep me out there. The carnage… I felt drawn to it. I felt drawn to the scene of the flames on open water, the ships sinking in pieces, the…" I can't come up with the right words to describe the scene and why I felt the need to see it. "… I don't know but I don't like it. I'm scared of what that means for me." I turn to look at Chrom who was staring back at me with a contemplative and sad look. "…Help me."

"I'm not the one who can do that. Robin is more versed in that sort of things but she can't help you if you don't open up." Chrom says. He then looks down at his hands which I realize were clenched. "Not opening up is something I know that all too well. As you know my father attacked the Plegian people for some reason. Some people think that he went mad, others say that it was revenge for my mother's death. Do you know the real reason?" I shake my head. "Neither do I but Emmeryn does and she will not tell a soul. It hurt her more than anything else in the world. The sad part is that I watched her get more and more hurt by the day because of this secret. One day I said enough. I walked straight into the throne room and forced her to talk to me or someone else about it. Three days later she came to my door crying out an apology to Lissa and myself." He turned to face me and put a hand on my shoulder. "Bottling things up will only end poorly. We were lucky that Emm opened up to Phila of all people. So remember Jordan…" he stared directly into my eyes "…don't hold it in." He then smiles softly and stood up. He walks to the door and opens it. before he walks out he looks over his shoulder. "Please. This hurt you last time." And with that he left.

I stare at the place he was standing before turning back to the empty room. 'So… Wasn't it fascinating to see all those bodies floating? Cause it was for me.' I don't dignify a response. Saying that does not deserve a response. Hurt you the last time? What was he talking ab-ohh… he's right, damn it he is right. I sigh and rub my face. I stayed up on deck because I was drawn to the carnage…no I was drawn to seeing what it would look like in real life. 'Keep telling yourself that.' The mental image was a whole lot different from the real deal. The real deal was less celebration and more devastation. But as Stahl had said all those years ago, these people signed up for this. They knew the consoquinces of their actions and what could come from it. Why didn't it feel right this time? I still feel for every person I have slain but it didn't feel or look like this. I really need to talk to Robin. 'I'm right here.'

"No!" I stand up and shout. "You are the reason I'm like this!" One second passes and Grima Robin is standing in front of me with a scowl and arms crossed.

"Why would I be the reason that you are like this? I didn't cause those soldiers to invade Regna Ferox. I didn't cause Chrom and Ylisse to respond and fight back. I sure as hell didn't cause those men to burn on the water. So, tell me," She steps face to face with me and taps my chest "why aren't you taking responsibility or dishing it out to the ones who did?" We scowl at each other for a minute before I push her arm back and she slaps me. "I expect an answer brother!" I rub my cheek and mull it over before looking into her eyes.

"What did I due to make you hate me so?"

"Don't answer a question with a question! I want to know why you aren't taking or dishing out responsibility to who you know it is for?!"

"And I want to know what I did to make you hate me?!" We stare at each other with anger. The door creaks open.

"Jordan? Are you alright?" Olivia asks.

"I'll be right there Olivia. I am having some unpleasant thoughts." I tell my wife with my gaze not leaving Grima. I don't hear Olivia leave but I do see Grima smirk.

"You got some big balls in order for you to stare me down like this."

"When you have the devil live in your head, it takes away the fear that you should bring." Grima taps her finger to her mouth, then smirked again.

"I can change that." Then out of thin air a purple ham-m-m… appeared and she grabbed it. The head was made out of the same spikes that she can conjure and the handle was black steel with Grimleal designs, carved down the shaft. She swung it back and forth before resting it over her shoulder. "Your leg was broken by a hammer" I flinch "was it not?" I slowly nod, eyeing the weapon. "Well then, you are now afraid of them," she brings it down by my left leg and I jump back and unsheathe one of my knives "aren't you? You don't need to answer that since you jumping back was already enough of an answer for me." She then teleported besides me and threw me to the floor before leaning on the hammer which she placed on my left leg. I could feel my whole body start to shake and I gulped. "So remember…" she leaned to whisper in my ear "I know your thoughts, feelings, and I can see everything you do. I am to be feared. Now be a good boy and answer the question. Why am I to blame for the way you are right now along with why are you not taking responsibility or dishing it out to those who earned it? Hmm?" I gulp and she leaned back but was still close enough to be considered face to face. I sigh not liking my answer, but I have no choice.

"You… You're not to blame."

"Thank you!" she says standing up and disappearing. 'That's all I wanted to know. See you next threatening session.' I pull myself up and unconsciously rub my left leg. She could kill us whenever she wanted to. We are horribly out matched. Robin, Chrom, and I just planned over ten thousand people's deaths and many more to come. Tears start pricking at my eyes. We were invading a country full of innocents which will get hurt in the crossfire. I can't watch this anymore. I can't do this anymore.

"I'm here Jordan." A soft voice whispers to me as arms surround my chest. "It's okay. Let it out." I then start crying into my wife's arms. She kisses the top of my head and just holds me. As I cry I realize something, that something being the what I'm fighting for. These Valmese are fighting for conquest. Grima is fighting for death and destruction all around the world. 'Yessir.' What am I fighting for? Well one of the five people I am fighting for is holding me right now. Two of them are in Valm, exploring or doing something stupid knowing my genes are half of theirs. Two of them are back in Yisstol castle, being watched over by nurses and such. Not to mention, Robin, Lucina, Morgan, Gaius, Severa, Chrom, Cordelia, Donnel, Stahl, Lissa, Sully, and so many others. I'm fighting for my family. That's all I need to know. That is all I need. Family. 'I did that once. It ended with my husband dying, and my kids hating me. When you fight for someone other than yourself you will be disappointed in them.' The more you get to know me, the more I get to know about you. It's an equilibrium. 'Huh… how about that.'


I look out at the war tattered harbor that was just thirty minutes out. I run a hand through my hair to try and tame it from the sea wind but it wouldn't stay put. Ridley nudged my leg and I reached down to pet her. She licked my hand then placed the top of her head in my hand as if to say 'pet me more', so I did just that. I turned back to look out at the harbor town. Smoke stacks were rising from the town and you could see fire.

"Jordan? Are you alright?" I turn to see Robin standing there with a worried look on her face. I shake my head with a sad smile.

"I'm not one hundred but I'm not at zero either." I tell her. She nods and walks over to lean on the railing next to me. We sit in silence for a minute before she speaks.

"Thank you for talking to me."

"Thank you for listening." I respond. She turns to face me with a smile.

"Anytime. I'm here for you Jordan, no matter what." I nod before looking out again. We sit in silence some more before I talked.

"You know that once this battle is over, I'm leaving to find them." Robin turns to me with a confused look.

"Leaving to find who?" She asks.

"Have I not told you?" I ask and she shakes her head. "Five more kids are out there, two of them are mine." Her eyebrows shot up and her mouth made an 'O'. I nod. "Olivia and I are taking some Shepherds and headed up to some place called the Great Gate then we are headed west to get Maribelle's and Ricken's son Brady. Owain, Lissa and Donnel's son, along with Gerome, who is Cherche's and I think Henry's son, will be to the south of the harbor. Gerome is farther south than Owain."

"How have you not told us this?" She asks I shrug.

"Never came up." I tell her. She sighs and plants her head on her hand which is resting on the rail.

"I'll have to change my plans and we will have to get those two, Lissa will make sure we at least get Owain." She grumbles to herself. She looks up at me. "Who are you thinking of taking?"

"Olivia,"

"That's a given."

"Ricken, Maribelle, Gaius, Cordelia, Severa, Stahl, Sully, Kjelle, and you're not going to like the last two but Morgan and Lucina." Robin raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you need my children?"

"We need a tactician and a leader. I am neither of those things and I don't want to take Chrom and you because the Chon'sin Princess will have to be with you and she wouldn't want to go north. She will want to go to the Mila tree to make sure Tiki is okay and that is south… or southwest." I explain to her. She slowly nods and taps her finger to her lips.

"That… makes sense but you'll have to ask them yourself." She pauses for a moment in thought "And Jordan, you are one of those things." I raise my eyebrow at that.

"Not really."

"Yes, you are." She turns her back to the port and leans against the rail "You're a leader. Why do you usually have your own squad? You planned all this out before I could and you're the one who will be setting it into action. That's a leader to me. Granted you're no Chrom but that's fine." I chuckle.

"Sorry, I'm not your break everything in his path husband, who can't take a hint to save his life." Robin chuckled and shook her head.

"Seriously. That man can't tell when someone finds him attractive at all. He had the girl who was in charge of loading the ships with our stuff swooning and he thought it was heat stroke." We then both start laughing.

"Someone was swooning over me?" Said person asked as we continue laugh. I looked his way once another laugh joined in. Chrom was standing there with a blush and scratched at his arm while Morgan was leaning on Lucina from laughing so hard. Lucina was merely shaking her head with a sigh.

"Dude, how did you not notice?" I ask him.

"I-I just thought she was really hot from the heat… anyway the Shepherds are ready and we should be there in 15-20 minutes." He tells us. Robin's laugh dies down as she goes into tactician mode.

"Good, know your roles?" We all nod. "Go."


"What was my role again?" Vaike asks me as he blocks a lance from a cavalier.

"Father, our role was to inquire if the citizens require assistance of any variety. Uncle Jordan has taken up the mantel of leadership during this endeavor while Prince Chrom and Princess Robin save Princess Say'ri from Valmese foot soldiers." Laurent explained to his father while firing off a fireball at the Valmese general attacking Lucina. That distraction was enough for the general to stumble and Lucina rushed forward with her rapier.

"I challenge my fate!" She shouts then pierces the armor and finishes him off. She flings the blood off and smiles at Laurent. "Thank you, Laurent."

"Only doing my duty Princess." He tells her as he pushes up his glasses.

"So… what are we doing again?" Vaike asks, not understanding what his son says. 'He is a freaking idiot, jeez dude. You married the smartest woman in the land and yet ugh… never liked him.'

"We are making sure the civilians are safe Vaike." I tell him as I save his ass from another cavalier stab. The cavalier rides past me and I sheathe my sword and pull out my bow. I aim him down and fire, killing him on impact. I sigh and stand up.

"Why didn't you say so!" Vaike cheers as he blocks an attack aimed at me. He then takes the hand axe and chucks it at the mercenary. "It's teaching time!" he shouted.

"Whatever. The battle is almost over. Olivia and Miriel should be back soon. Lucina how did you get here?" I tell everyone then ask my niece. She shrugged besides Laurent who walked over here.

"Made my way through the enemy and got separated from Morgan on the way here. He should somewhere back there." She said pointed to the middle of the now ended battle. He was there with Fredrick, Sumia, Cynthia. He laughed and scratched the brand on his left shoulder. Fredrick just sighed and said something. Morgan then lit up and they continued talking. "What is Cynthia doing?" Maybe Chrom wasn't the only dense one in his family. While Morgan was talking to his father's retainer. Cynthia has slowly inched her way next to him, while Nah was glaring daggers at her from across the port. 'I said no shipping my baby boy!' I'm not doing that. 'Stop it then!' Are you begging? '…no.' I chuckle and shake my head.

"Worry about it later Lucina. We need to talk to your parents and Say'ri. Let's go. Laurent." Said boy, or man he's older than me for Pete's sake, turned to me.

"Yes uncle."

"Can you tell Olivia where I am?"

"Of course." He answers and nods.

"Thanks." I tell him as Lucina and I walk towards the Prince and Princess's. Say'ri was pretty much the same as her depiction in game. Just shorter than I expected. If Robin was 5'8" Say'ri was 5'4". Long black hair, purple Chon'sin swordsmaster attire, with a sword at her sides but she has one in her hand… what? 'We never figured it out either.' So, we won't either than. 'Probably not.' She turns to face the two of us with a scrutinizing eye. That's not good.

"These are your children I presume?" She asks Chrom. Robin busts out laughing and Chrom sighs. Lucina blushes and I stare at her wide-eyed. Do I look that young? I have a beard! I'm not that young. "Why are you staring? 'Tis reasonable question."

"Not really Say'ri! I'm her brother!" I point at Robin who is barely containing herself. "She is though." I move my finger over to Lucina who has her blush dying down.

"Ahh, I apologize for my prejudgment, but I thought that this meeting would be with important people." She said. Wow, passive aggressive much.

"This is Jordan, princess Say'ri. He is the one who-"

"Lied about who he is, then ran back and begged for forgiveness. Fie, 'tis not important." She dismissed me quickly. What a bitch. 'I'm liking her more and more with each word she says.'

"While all you said is true, I also know this future and I am willing to right my wrongs by helping out and saving the world. Which we would like your help in your highness." I try not to sneer at the end but… 'You did.' I know that.

"Anyway, princess Say'ri…" Chrom interrupted sensing the tension rising between me and the black-haired woman "… you said that you have an idea about what to do next. What is that." She turned back to Chrom and nodded.

"Aye. Since ancient times, many of our people have worshipped Naga. More precisely, we worship the divine dragon's oracle, Lady Tiki. Though most know her only as the Voice. The Voice is trapped in her temple as Walhart's prisoner. But if she were freed..."

"The resistance could unite around her." Robin finished her statement. She then turned to me. "Where would she be?" I could see the scowl from Say'ri from behind Robin and tried to hold down a smirk.

"The Mila Tree. It's ju-"

"'Tis west of our location." Say'ri interrupted me. "We must make haste to free her."

"I would like to do that but…" Chrom started before sighing. "…We have not found all of the children yet." Say'ri blinked a couple times.

"Saving children is more important than freeing the divine voice?" She asked. Chrom blushed and looked away.

"Well when you put it like that…" He muttered. Robin then stepped up to respond.

"Three children are north of out location and Jordan is taking some shepherds to get them. The other two are south of our location, which looking at the map is not on the way but we can't afford to split up into more than two groups. We made this plan on the boat and we are still going through with this." Robin said. Say'ri straightened up. She looked at me then frowned. She sighed and looked back at Robin.

"We best make haste to the children then." She said. Robin nodded.

"Thank you for understanding Say'ri. You will stick with us while Jordan leads another group to find his twins…" another glare was sent my way by Say'ri "… and another couple's son."

"Is he fit to lead a group?" She said and I almost flipped the table. What the hell is her problem?! I need to leave before I actually flip the table.

"Robin. I'm going to get them ready for marching. I'll let you know when I leave." I saw and excuse myself from the premises. Once I was around a corner I kicked a box and broke it. "What the actual hell!?" I shout to myself as I break it. "What did I do to her? Why the hell does she not like me? I! Do! Not! Get! It!" I time every word with a kick of the box. I refrain from swearing and name calling because she might walk around the corner in any minute.

"Jordan! What are you doing!?" Olivia asks running up to me and trying to pull me back from the crushed box. I let her pull me back as I stare at the mangled pile of boards. I sigh and face her.

"Venting." I tell her plainly.

"Th-that's not venting. That's destroying." 'Oh honey. That can be venting for some people.'

"Could be the same thing, sweetheart. But no matter, pack up. We are going to find them." I feel the anger leave my body as it's replaced with happiness and excitement. The worry in her eyes became elation and surprise.

"W-we are finding our children?!" She asks. I simply smile and nod. She squeals and jumps into my arms. I laugh and spin her around. Hold on Inigo and Evelyn. Mom and dad are coming. 'How sweet… sadly I'm following you there.' Shut up.


"Full house boys." The lone female at the table said laying down a queen of hearts and a ten of clubs.

"Naga damnit." One gambler said throwing down his cards in disgust. Others followed suit as Evelyn chuckled pulling in the piles of money from the table. One guy got up and left the hotel bar. Inigo watched from the bar top as he made small talk with the bartender.

"That girl's pretty good." The bartender said, drying a glass with a rag. Inigo chuckled.

"That she is. That's her fourth winning hand in a row." Inigo said.

"Someone's keeping an eye on her." The bartender teased leaning forward. "You might want to talk to her before she leaves." Inigo raised an eyebrow at the man with disgust on his face.

"That's my sister." He says. The bartender leans back with a chuckle.

"Ahh, that makes sense." The bartender was then called away to the other side of the bar. Inigo turned back to the poker table as Evelyn messed with her pink braid as she looked over the table. The dealer laid down a four of hearts to add on to the two of diamonds, king of diamonds, and two of clubs. She took a look and placed them back down on the table without giving anything away with facial expressions.

"I bet twenty gold." The guy they were trying to get talking said. Lionel was a lower ranking Grimleal official but he was the leader of a smaller group going to meet up with some assassin named Jamil. He should either have the bag or know who does. He leaned back in his chair with a smirk staring right at Evelyn who took another look at her cards. She then stared down Lionel with a dead expression.

"Fold."

"Call."

"Fold."

"Call." Evelyn said. The dealer burned and turned over an ace of diamonds. Only Inigo could tell the little smirk on his sister's face that was there and gone faster than that girl he was talking to earlier today. She did not need to say that his mom raised a playboy asshole. Lionel smirked and pushed out all of his gold.

"All in." He said. The other player folded and Inigo felt his heart clench. He knew Evelyn was going to win but Lionel was not going to like it. Evelyn blinked once then matched his deal. "Lay'em down sweetheart." He sneered.

"I payed to see yours." She countered.

"Your loss." He said as he laid down the three of diamonds and the queen of diamonds. "Flush." Evelyn nodded then laid down the other two's.

"Four of a kind beats a flush." She said the started dragging the money her way. A hand grabbed her wrist and Inigo almost sat up out of his chair.

"In what rule book does it say that you win with that garbage hand!?" Lionel asks.

"In every rule book." The dealer answered.

"That's horse shit." He spat at the dealer. He turned back to Evelyn who had an impassive look on her face as she was counting her money with her right hand. "Hey! Don't ignore me."

"Why not?" She asks not looking up. He walks over to the other side of the table so he's standing above her. Inigo stands up and walks a little closer but not to close… yet.

"Because I demand respect." He snarled as he threw her arm down.

"No… you really don't." She said still not looking up.

"Why you!" He raised his hand. Inigo rushed forward and grabbed his hand from coming down. He took a second before putting on his smug face when the man turned around.

"It's not nice to hit a lovely lady you know." He told him then threw a wink at Evelyn who rolled her eyes.

"It's not nice to get into other people's business sonny." Lionel grit out trying to get his hand free.

"When other people are threatening to abuse others, then it's my responsibility to stop said person doing the abusing." Inigo then leaned to whisper in Lionel's ear "She could have seriously hurt you though."

"How?" Lionel scoffed. He then felt a tap on the crotch of his pants. He looked down to see a knife pointing directly at his family jewels. His eyes followed the arm of the girl until it reached her face. Evelyn put on a fake smile and waved at him.

"You get the point?" She asked him. Inigo resisted the urge to groan. Lionel looked in between the twins. He took a step back and Inigo released his hand. Evelyn sheathed the knife.

"We ain't done yet sweetheart. You're lucky your knight came to save you." He said before snapping his fingers and walking out. Six other men walked out behind him.

"Yea so lucky." She muttered before sighing and looking up at her brother. "I had it handled."

"Nope." He said before taking the seat next to her. "Dealer…" he reached over and took some gold from Evelyn's pile ignoring the 'hey' from his sister "…deal me in please." The man nodded and starting passing out the cards. Inigo leaned to Evelyn and whispered into her ear. "They'll be out front once we leave. I'll ask if I could go out the back door to catch them by surprise."

"Should I play scared victim, or smug asshole?" She whispered back taking a look at her cards.

"The second one seems more natural for you to pla-ouch. Damnit sis!" He said rubbing the shoulder Evelyn punched. The table chuckled and kept on playing. After an hour or two Inigo excused himself, placing the minute winnings in Evelyn's pile and left out the back. Once the game was coming to an end Evelyn bid good nigh to the others, tipped the dealer and left through the front. She walked down the streets then sighed.

"You done following me?" She asked out loud. Seven people emerged from the shadows, stepping into lamp light. Lionel held a dagger and rope in his hands.

"You're smart sweetheart, I'll give you that. But no one makes a fool out of me." He said throwing the rope over his shoulder. "We gone have fun."

"Leave or you all will be hurt." She said smugly. The men all laughed.

"You going to hurt us! Bwahaha. I think you need your eyes checked sweetheart, it's one against seven." He said. A loud crash and a scream were heard throughout the quiet night streets. Evelyn's smirk grew bigger.

"Six." She said as the men were looking around.

"Oi! Who the hell is there? Is it you Mr. Knight?" He shouted out. A crack followed by thud as the farthest man to the right of her fell down.

"Five." She then flew forward at the closet goon to her left. The man had little time to prepare as Evelyn sliced at his legs then kicked him in the gut. She pushed him over and heard running footsteps from behind. Inigo jumped over her from a pile of boxes and punched one goon in the face. Evelyn turned around and they were now faced with a three on two as Inigo stood there with his sword out facing the remaining Grimleal. Lionel was stunned.

"You want them sis?" He asked.

"I want the leader." She answered with a smirk as she watched their heads move back and forth between them.

"Done." He said before rushing at the one with a hatchet. Evelyn looked over at Lionel who was slowly back peddling the hell away. She ran forward with blinding speed and kneed him in the chest, then kneed him in the chin in one solid motion. Lionel fell over in pain, rubbing his chin and gripping at his stomach. She looked over to Inigo who bashed the two remaining soldiers' heads together making them fall over. He rubs his hand and shakes it out. "Damn that took longer than I thought."

"Did you have to go all Gerome on them by attacking them from shadows?" She asked. Inigo laughed.

"Wanted to see if it was fun. And I can say that it was most definitely fun." He said with a smirk. She rolled her eyes.

"Search their pockets." She said as she pulled Lionel over to the nearest ally. She leaned him up against the wall. He wasn't looking at her. "Do you have a brown leather backpack type bag?" He raised his head.

"What?" He asks. She sighed.

"Do you have hearing problems? I asked if you have a brown leather backpack?" She repeated.

"What the hell? Is that what this is about?" He asks.

"Some of it. Some of it was attempting to kidnap and rape me." She responded. Evelyn then punches him in the face. "That was for trying to kidnap and rape me. Now where is the bag?!"

"Jamil has it! He said the boys needed something to look through when he saw that it had some skimpy dancer's costume! He's at the great gate!" Lionel franticly spewed out. She sighed.

"Damnit. Nothing ever comes easy for us." She muttered "You have a map?" He shook his head violently.

"Yea yea, It's in my bag. Your brother should have found it by now." He said. Evelyn looked at him for a second before standing up and kicking him in the head, knocking him out.

"Inigo! You find a map?" She shouts as she walks out to the street. Inigo meets her with a bag thrown over his shoulder.

"Should be in here." He said.

"Good, let's go back to the inn and look through this shit." She said as they walked down the street in silence.

"We leaving in the morning?"

"Yep."

"Ok… You know that the Great Gate is where dad said that we meet the Shepherds normally."

"He said you."

"Well now it's us."

"I guess it is, and yes I do know. If everything has fallen into place we should be with mom and dad by next week."

"Finally."

Evelyn grew a small smile. "Yea finally."


AN: Evelyn: Daughter of Jordan. This young women can switch between serious and playful with a snap of her fingers, but can't keep her competitive spirit down to have fun sometimes while sparring. Best card player/gambler in the army.

So Chapter 22 is finally upon us. Yay. I'm not all to proud of this chapter but it was a stepping point to get where we needed to go next. Next chapter will be the one that I have been looking forward to the most because I've had the idea for a couple months. Anyway, news from me, it looks like I'll be doing Fire Emblem fates as my next story. When that'll happen? I have no clue, but it will happen. I have made a new poll, one that I think will be fun. What game or whatever would you like me to do a oneshot in? The poll is up on my page and I will keep it up for two weeks after the chapter's release, before taking it down and the winning answer as well. Expect that oneshot before the next OWD chapter. Now that, that is done Thanks to Scorin once again for being the Beta, couldn't see many of the errors without him. See you guys next chapter.


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