XLIV.

[void_hearts]

It is the prelude, the beginning of a preset fate. It belongs to another world, inhabited by humans. Humans bound to their own self-destructive nature. Their own creation, their own weapon

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[of_flames]

There you are.

// Screened to Axel - viewable to Nobodies

[void_hearts]

Axel.

Status report.

[red_reporter]

Y'know, babbling like that? It's kind of unnerving.

I'm as thrilled to be reliving this particular hell as I would be to get a root canal with a Black and Decker. Raccoon should've just stayed buried.

[void_hearts]

They have lived this. They are running inside a labyrinth where each path is marked.

So you are another prisoner of this unending cycle?

[red_reporter]

Hey, we each have roles. I just got a different libretto than you, that's all. Sometimes we improv our way over the wall.

It's no samsara. But... yeah, I lived through this once. Not alone, but we pulled together and survived the hell of our hometown.

I'm no prisoner. No more than you, Mister Monologue.

[void_hearts]

Which is your role this time? I would say it is the one of a survivor.

Perhaps. Madame.