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1 1 101 AniZhuanchangEnd Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory347.jpg
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2 2 401 1 209
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3 3 201 1 500501
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4 4 301 DialogEnable 1 ??? "Who can doubt that in times to come, when the true history of my famous deeds comes to light, the wise man who compiles them, when he begins to recount my first sally so early in the day, will write in this manner—" 1
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5 5 301 ??? "No sooner had rubicund Apollo spread over the face of the wide and spacious earth the golden strands of his beauteous hair, no sooner had diminutive and bright-hued birds with dulcet tongues greeted in sweet, mellifluous harmony the advent of rosy dawn..." 1
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6 6 301 ??? "...who, forsaking the soft couch of her zealous consort, revealed herself to mortals through the doors and balconies of the Manchegan horizon, than the famous knight..." 1
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7 7 202 1 1
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8 8 301 Flipping the page, he finds the rest of the notebook blank, the rough pencil marks coming to an end. The fate of the notebook's owner is unknown, much like the rest of the story transcribed.
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9 9 301 Roland turns around and looks at the scorched earth behind him. Perhaps a group of Hetero-Creatures or some powerful Corrupted swept across this crimson land, destroying everything but this small notebook.
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10 10 301 Finding a burnt tree trunk, Roland sits down and tears off a piece of blank paper from the book. After some thought, he quietly places a small object above the paper before folding it...
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11 11 301 A girl walks out of the shadow, curious about how Roland keeps folding the paper in his hand.
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12 12 201 1 500334 -400
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13 13 201 2 500308 400
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14 14 301 1 Cinderelik What are you doing? 2
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15 15 204 1 1
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16 16 301 Roland smiles and gives the paper one final press before standing it up on a burnt branch in front of him—it is an origami rabbit.
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17 17 301 Roland Can't you tell...? It's a rabbit. Do you know what a rabbit is? 1
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18 18 301 Cinderelik looks at the paper bunny and frowns.
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19 19 301 Cinderelik I know what it is, but is this a rabbit...? 2
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20 20 301 Roland I think I did a pretty good job. It's small and white with big eyes and long ears... Isn't it adorable? 1
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21 21 301 Cinderelik Adorable... How can a creature so weak be adorable? I don't understand why you made it. 2
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22 22 301 Roland stands up from his tree trunk and stretches.
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23 23 301 Roland Maybe... I was bored. 1
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24 24 301 Cinderelik has no idea what the man before her is thinking, but she does not need to know. It was Mister's idea to keep him with them, and Mister is never wrong.
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25 25 301 Cinderelik Mister is looking for you. Come... He told me it's your reward. 2
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26 26 204 1
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27 27 301 Roland's gaze shifts just a little bit, his expression remaining the same as if he is performing the role he has always been playing with ease—someone whose thought is inscrutable.
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28 28 204 1 1
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29 29 301 Roland Oh? Well, then, I should probably go and claim it quickly. 1
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30 30 202 1 2 1
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31 31 201 1 500334
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32 32 301 1 Following Cinderelik, Roland takes one last look at the origami rabbit on the branch before he departs this wasteland, and he retracts his mocking smile.
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33 33 301 AniZhuanchangBegin Roland I'm counting on you... "Lady White Rabbit". 1
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34 34 401 1 202
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35 35 202 1 2 1
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36 36 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory536.jpg
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37 37 201 1 500308
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38 38 301 AniZhuanchangEnd 1 Cinderelik Mister... I've brought him here. 1
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39 39 202 1 1
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40 40 301 The man facing away from Cinderelik is looking at the night sky, seemingly deep in thought. Hearing her, he nods and turns around.
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41 41 201 1 500334 1 -400
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42 42 201 2 500305 400
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43 43 301 1 Roland Hello, Mr. Vonnegut. It seems like you haven't forgotten our deal. 1
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44 44 301 Vonnegut Of course not. A fair exchange is key to any partnership. Your work has earned you your reward. 2
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45 45 301 Roland smiles and gives Vonnegut a gentleman's bow.
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46 46 301 Roland Don't mention it. It was what I do best... Still, I can't help but wonder about the two... monsters created by the Hetero-Hive Mother. It took so much effort, but Babylonia's new weapon seems to have kept them at bay. 1
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47 47 301 Vonnegut That is arguably the best answer humans can come up with given how desperate they are... After all, they do possess an ace up their sleeve. 2
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48 48 301 Vonnegut looks at Roland, awaiting his reaction.
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49 49 301 Roland Ha... so they do have Luna with them. That would explain why they didn't kill her. The secrets one can learn from an agent are too valuable. 1
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50 50 301 Vonnegut But they certainly haven't learned all of them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have created that imperfect Construct—but the more they learn, the closer they are to their demise. 2
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51 51 301 Roland shrugs, unconcerned. He leans on a random tree that looks steady enough, asking the question he cares about the most while pretending to be indifferent.
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52 52 301 Roland So—our dearest Luna... Where is she? 1
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53 53 301 Vonnegut seems to have expected Roland's question, and he has an answer prepared.
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54 54 301 Vonnegut Luna is kept by humans in a place we can see but cannot touch. 2
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55 55 204 1 7
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56 56 301 Roland What is that? A riddle...? Sigh. I wasn't expecting you to make it difficult for me... Wait a minute... 1
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57 57 301 Roland quickly realizes that what Vonnegut said was not a riddle but a fact—a fact Roland sees every day but ignores.
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58 58 301 Roland looks to the sky. The Moon shines, casting light on his face.
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59 59 301 Roland The Moon... Luna is on the Moon? 1
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60 60 301 Pleased, Vonnegut nods and turns his gaze toward the Moon as well.
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61 61 301 Vonnegut She is currently locked inside Babylonia's lunar base. It was once a research center for Babylonia's main engine. 2
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62 62 301 Vonnegut And now, people have restarted the zero-point reactor there, using it to create the "Omega Weapons" that are lethal to the Punishing Virus. 2
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63 63 204 1 1
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64 64 301 Roland rubs his chin and ponders. He glances toward Cinderelik on the side and smirks, having come up with an idea.
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65 65 301 Roland I don't know how you find out about this information, and I have no way to prove it. If you say Luna was under the Mariana Trench, I wouldn't be able to go there either. Isn't that right? 1
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66 66 201 1 500308 -400
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67 67 301 1 Cinderelik Mister won't lie to you. If he says she's on the Moon, then Luna is on the Moon. As for how you get there... 1
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68 68 301 Cinderelik takes a look at Vonnegut, and he nods in return.
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69 69 301 Vonnegut Voodoo... Maybe you should explain. 2
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70 70 202 1 2 1
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71 71 301 Right as he says that, a large shadow shrouds the three of them above their heads. The figure who eventually lands is the Transcendant "Voodoo".
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72 72 201 1 500326
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73 73 301 1 Voodoo "Loki" found an abandoned city 20 kilometers to the east where quite many Babylonian soldiers were gathering. After catching a soldier to investigate... 1
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74 74 401 2 613
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75 75 501 300 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiNoiseNew.prefab 2
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76 76 505 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiNoiseNew.prefab
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77 77 402 613
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78 78 501 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStory/FxUiHuaping.prefab 2
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79 79 203 1 -200
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80 80 201 2 500326 200 1
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81 81 205 2 0.5 0.5 0
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82 82 301 RImgBg1Shake 1 Voodoo? To play! Played with him until he spilled his secret! Then blood! 1 2
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83 83 202 2 1
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84 84 203 1
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85 85 501 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiStoryWhiteNew.prefab 3
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86 86 505 Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStory/FxUiHuaping.prefab
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87 87 301 1 Voodoo's voice suddenly becomes metallic and sharp. There seems to be some form of personality breakdown due to the M.I.N.D. defect of a humanoid-hybrid Construct.
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88 88 301 Voodoo There is an intact space shuttle underneath the ruins of that city. Those people are trying to board it to return to Babylonia—I believe that model is capable of traveling to the Moon. 1
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89 89 201 1 500334
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90 90 301 1 Roland I see. If we can get to the ship first, we can easily go for a joyride to the Moon. 1
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91 91 301 Vonnegut turns back toward Roland. Roland cannot tell how Vonnegut feels underneath his mask.
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92 92 201 1 500305
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93 93 301 1 Vonnegut Luna is currently blocked by the Ascension-Network. She has lost the power of an agent, but not her status as one... It is a most peculiar situation. 1
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94 94 301 Vonnegut Her survival has certainly given humans an opportunity to cheat, which would hinder the Ascension-Network. That is why I want you to rescue Luna from the humans. And if she can't be saved... 1
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95 95 301 Vonnegut nods at Cinderelik, signaling her to take out the prepared sealed case.
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96 96 301 Vonnegut Luna cannot be allowed to exist—not her body, not her mind, not even the idea of her. 1
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97 97 301 Roland takes the case and opens it. Inside, he finds a container that is filled with crimson liquid, within which submerges a slice of constantly-mutation pale flesh.
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98 98 201 1 500308
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99 99 301 1 Cinderelik This is the remaining stem cell of the Hetero-Hive Mother who birthed the twins. It can grow infinitely by devouring all kinds of matter and energy. 1
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100 100 201 1 500305
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101 101 301 1 Vonnegut An unexpected byproduct, I'd say. It's not very intelligent, but it can tell friends from foes when controlled. That's good enough. 1
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102 102 201 1 500334
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103 103 301 1 Roland You want me to use this thing to remove Luna? 1
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104 104 201 1 500305
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105 105 301 1 Vonnegut You're correct. When you believe you cannot save her, or... 1
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106 106 301 Vonnegut's golden pupils stare straight at Roland as he stresses his remaining words.
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107 107 301 Vonnegut ...when you believe Luna, as an agent, is no longer worth saving. 1
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108 108 301 Roland chuckles, putting the container back inside before holding the case.
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109 109 201 1 500334
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110 110 301 1 Roland When do I leave, then? 1
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111 111 301 Roland asks Vonnegut, pretending to sound casual, but he is surprised to find Voodoo answering him.
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112 112 202 1 2 1
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113 113 201 1 500326
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114 114 301 AniZhuanchangBegin 1 Voodoo Not "I." "We." 1
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115 115 202 1 1
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116 116 401 1 209
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117 117 101 Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory347.jpg
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118 118 301 AniZhuanchangEnd The white origami rabbit stands out in its charred surroundings. A hand gently lifts and carefully unfolds it, revealing the microscopic vessel of an encrypted message inside the paper.
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119 119 201 1 500066
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120 120 301 1 ??? ... 1
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121 121 301 The message is quickly read through. The vessel is then gently crushed by the hand, becoming one with the ashes on the ground.
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122 122 401 2 1513
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123 123 202 1
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124 124 301 She glances in the direction where the somewhat fresh footprints disappear before making her way east in haste.
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125 125 301 Meanwhile, the unfolded origami is placed back onto the branch, its form once again a rabbit—
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126 126 301 1 AniZhuanchangBegin But perhaps the folds will never look as they once were.
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