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Special Combat Dialogue [Expand All]
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- A single coffin to pay tribute to those who had nowhere to go, wandering with the memory of an empty faith.
- The coffin is simply too small to comfort those innocent sacrifices.
- The weight of the butterflies that died in vain was too great to carry.
- Where does one go when they die? What has become of the hope they were brimmed over with when they entered?
- Grief for the dead, and early lament for the living…
- There was a time when I was sick of seeing any more death.
- The fragile wings will keep fluttering, waiting for an end that must exist somewhere.
- What did they do wrong? What did I do wrong?
- Not a sliver of impurity is allowed for the mind of those who mourn, it must remain reverent and solemn.
- Showy sadness such as tears will only wet the wings.
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- Well, we should concentrate on the battle for now.
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- The extent of understanding and forgiveness one can show is different for each person, after all.
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- Still, not everyone is going to show understanding for all the things she did.
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- Maybe Angela had no choice…
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- …I urge you not to panic and focus on the task at hand.
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- I don’t believe there is right and wrong in this matter, it’s ultimately of how one accepts it.
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- The one that made me this way was nowhere to be seen at some point.
- I kept pulling the trigger for myself, believing that the bullet would hit the desired target.
- My bullets will always aim for the same spot. It won’t ever change.
- The despaired heart couldn’t go out in a passionate flame. It would only burn with a cold fire.
- Some may call it a righteous deed, while others would claim it’s bloodstained atrocity.
- No matter how many people are standing in its way, the bullet travels along the horizon anyway.
- As soon as I felt that there was nothing left to aim for, my soul expired and fell to the pits of Hell.
- The day I got my hands on this bullet, I sank down upon the ground. Was it despair that the Devil wished for?
- Then I thought, at last, I was left alone. In this pit of Hell.
- I came to a realization; perhaps the last bullet was meant to puncture no one else but me.
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- The unstoppable bullet got a lot of my coworkers killed, too.
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- I still remember that. The bullet flying in a precise, straight line…
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- I guess so… Let’s stay focused until the end…
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- …It’s getting tougher to endure hits. Seems there’s only a little bit left to push through, yeah?
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- …I urge you not to panic and focus on the task at hand.
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- …We seem to have reached the end of it. Don’t loosen your grip just yet, everyone.
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- A machine that must operate as its designer intended.
- It has to be this way… These are the principles he instilled in me.
- Is it necessary to go this far to collect energy?
- Of course… I must follow your orders without a question.
- “A mechanical rebellion soon became a myth of the past in our world.” …That’s funny.
- I was given orders that I couldn’t understand nor refuse.
- A machine’s operation is always precise, but if it always works in the intended way… is a mystery.
- A machine had no use for values. There was no point discerning between good and bad when the principles were already set in stone.
- …I am Angela, your AI secretary whose role is to assist you in adjusting to your new workplace.
- I am the best in a majority of work fields. I am able to handle the work of several dozen people at once.
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- You know, that weird machine that would spin like crazy and freeze on its own.
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- No problem on my end. By the way, that looks familiar…
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- So she’ll keep changing her form like that… I’m starting to get the pattern.
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- I think I’m fine so far. Still, we’d better watch out.
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- …I urge you not to panic and focus on the task at hand.
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- Is everyone alright? Let me know if your body is having issues.
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- I wasn’t allowed to hold any value, no one felt guilty for a machine like me as I rusted alone…
- How nice it must have been for you to have the freedom to break free…
- Not only was I abandoned, I was paying the price in their stead…
- Guilt was swept under the rug in the pursuit of the greater good for humanity…
- Who is responsible for tying me, those who carried out the research, or those the researchers wanted to save so dearly…
- Was there any regret for the therapy they condoned…?
- What was I seeing… What was I forced to see…?
- Chained to the resentment and hate of the past, crawling on the floor…
- A morbid script written for the purpose of treatment, and a machine slowly becoming numb in the act, losing her sense of guilt…
- They said they’re curing a disease… Never knew what disease it was…
- It ends… begins… ends… begins… until… it ended.
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- You’re worrying too much. Take some deep breaths first.
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- I heard a similar situation happened before, so I’m sure we can overcome it the same.
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- Is she okay…? What if she doesn’t change back…
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- Hahaa… This is freaky. I gotta be wide awake in times like these.
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- …I urge you not to panic and focus on the task at hand.
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- It will be fine if we can manage to turn her back. Be prepared.
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- Consider the price? All that matters is the result.
- No one cares about how gruesome the process is.
- To satisfy people, a product of the despair and suffering of someone else is needed.
- Never stop performing until the body crumbles to dust. Bring me greater satisfaction.
- “Am I not allowed to help that person…? But they seem to be in so much pain…” …The sound of weakness.
- The measures may be horrible… But listen. A mesmerizing melody is playing.
- Bringing hope to the many by sending the few into the depths of despair… This is what harmony truly is.
- We all take the sacrifice of others for granted, so that we can have immediate satisfaction.
- One’s trash misfortune is another’s treasured bliss… Everyone thinks the same thing.
- I just need to hear what I want to hear… All that matters is pursuing the ideal melody…
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- This might be an opportunity to understand her issues together.
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- It’s natural to feel lost, even we can experience it sometimes. It’s not a simple matter…
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- Not that we’re so much better at having a discerning eye…
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- All we can do is help her face it rather than avoid it.
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- …I urge you not to panic and focus on the task at hand.
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- …I hope she comes back to her senses as quickly as possible so we can have some conversation on the matter.
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Basic Information
- Opening Story Episode: 100_2_5
- Act Ⅰ uses Formation 18