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[masterofpuppets]

They whisper your inner fears. The uncomfortable, thorny truth

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strikes gone!

[obliviomancy]

I'm not imagining anything.

There's a library at the academy.

[masterofpuppets]

Only one? Isn't there a sort of public library with old tomes... or material of the sort?

[obliviomancy]

Anyone can go there. Some of the books looked pretty old, too.

[masterofpuppets]

Excellent.

Tell me Roxas, have you been hearing new voices in your mind?

[obliviomancy]

Why do you want to know?

[masterofpuppets]

I have been observing the effects of these shadows on Nobodies.

[obliviomancy]

...

On IX, you mean?

[masterofpuppets]

Ah, so you are not suffering the effects of it.
How fortunate you are... someone like you would hear... several things you would better ignore. As they say... out of sight, out of mind. They will be unreal as long as your thoughts keep denying them. Don't you think?

[obliviomancy]

I don't have to deny things. I know what's real.

[masterofpuppets]

Then, you will be safe no shadow will murmur the truth into your ears. Correct?

[obliviomancy]

The shadows are lying. That's the point.

[masterofpuppets]

Someone who has been at your side since the first day? There must be no secrets... to them. Or perhaps it is your own consciece reminding you what you wish to forget.

[obliviomancy]

There's nothing I need to forget.

VI, are you cursed?

[masterofpuppets]

No, I am not.

What about you? Are you cursed?

[obliviomancy]

...

Keep observing IX. Leave me out of it.

[masterofpuppets]

You are nervous. And unsettled.

I smell... a lie.