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[swiftkicks]

[A month long visit to a dead world was not the best vacation she could ever have. Not even close.]

How in Elrios do you all manage to go on, knowing that your worlds are decimated beyond repair, by means of magic or otherwise?

[Hence, text. If she talked now she'll probably break into tears.]

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[raichung]

Rena?? Rena, where are you???

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[swiftkicks]

Chung...

[And exactly how do you break the news like this]

Somewhere safe.

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[eldork]

[ Yeah, that account name, and then Elrios? This is definitely that Rena. Els still doesn't have the greatest idea about her condition though, so... ]

rena? rena? what happened to you?

[ Let's forget the proper re-introduction for now. ]

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[swiftkicks]

[Oh, well that's a nice surprise. She'd given up hope of ever seeing some of her friends again.

But. It might not be even him. It could just be someone else entirely.]

...Els?

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[true_noir]

By not believing them when they say that, and by knowing that I have no reason to care any longer.

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[swiftkicks]

Why? Do you not care for the world you once lived in?

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[cullscuttlefish]

You take it one moment at a time. It's something I'm learning to do for myshellf again after breaking down last month. It isn't easy, but it's the only way that you can do it.

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[swiftkicks]

Mn... it's almost funny. I gave the same advice to a friend of mine when I first came here- I told him he was too uptight, and that we should just take it one step at a time.

Maybe I should take my own advice.

[no_longer_a_king]

Time.

That is all. Sooner or later it gets to a point where you can either lie down and wallow in misery or get up and try to live. Simply ask yourself what those you care for would wish for you to do.

[swiftkicks]

'Time heals all wounds', huh...?

But you have a point. I have friends here still. Comrades who depended on me- and in turn, people I have depended on. They wouldn't want their 'big sister', as it were, to fall so easily.

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[fusedstars]

You allow despair to grip your heart too tight, you let it win. There's grieving, and then there's losing hope.

To the fallen, we owe it to them to continue to live and find a way to return them back from the dead.

Until then, we focus and endure whatever the tower throws at us.

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[swiftkicks]

That difference is a fine one, I admit. I wonder which one I'm experiencing now.

Perhaps... but finding a way to revive my race- let alone an entire world- seems too daunting a task.

But you're right. No matter what challenges the tower throws at me, I will still try to stand my ground. There are still friends stuck here with me.

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[tohko_amano]

Because I know that there might be a way to restore those worlds.

And, even if there wasn't, I still have friends here that I like, and people to help out. If I were to break down, I wouldn't be able to help anyone.

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[swiftkicks]

You... know? Can... can you explain further?

But yes. There are still people I need to fight for, to protect. After all, if I don't, they'll all be disappointed at me. A promise is still a promise, no matter what the circumstances.

[mask_of_suffering]

I hold onto the hope that someday things will be back to normal.

[swiftkicks]

Maybe it will be. But you never know, can you? Maybe everything that has happened... all the worlds destroyed... is irreversible.

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[wegotlucky]

There's a lot of good people here.

You have to focus on them, too.

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[swiftkicks]

Perhaps. I still have friends to fight for here. Not to mention the countless other people stuck here in this tower with us.

But- it's just that when I looked upon the husk of my once vibrant world, I just.. lost my purpose.

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[blackwitch]

Is your world really that important? What could you possibly have there that you can't have here? Don't tell me you're actually attached to lame things from back home!

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[swiftkicks]

Yes. It is.

I swore to protect it. To save my race from disappearing.

I failed. The only mission I ever failed- and the last I ever will.

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[unkindnessof]

[ the world's decimated beyond repair don't think about it (you've failed don't think about it—) ]

stay where you are i'll come find you

[ he leaves only that hastily-typed message before abandoning his terminal. R1822322 probably isn't the most identifying designation, but then again there's only one other R in the group.

he didn't see her earlier, coming into the library, but he'll make a sweep of the third floor anyway just in case before starting up toward the nineteenth. shadow strafe and burning rush are useful in being both hasty— and some measure of discreet, at least— in this. and if he has to take the elevator up to the dormitory floors then he will, though he'll skip his own floor to drop down to the second and check there instead. ]

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[swiftkicks]

[Oh no. No no no. She isn't ready. Not ready to be labelled a hypocrite, for having the same mindset she once laughed off.

By the time she finished reading the message, she already took off, heading to her room on the second floor via the stairs.]

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[justabignobody]

Faith. There has to be a way to return them into their former state.

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[swiftkicks]

I could sense nothing in my world. Nothing. Not even the faintest of energies flowing in the land's veins. I wandered my ruins of my world for a month- not even faith can help me now.

[keybearer]

Easy. I don't believe it.

Call it foolish or overly optimistic, but I like to think the admins probably just screw around with our heads.

[swiftkicks]

I used to think that way.

I wish I could now.

[looselips]

I don't care.
but, hey, I'm not going to tell you that you shouldn't. if you want to roll over and die because it's just too much to bear, be my guest. that'll be one less whiner for the rest of us to listen to.

[swiftkicks]

No. I refuse to just give up living. There's still friends I have here, it's just-

I just needed to see if others have struggled with this problem. Especially since I once swore to protect my tribe to my last breath.

[Funny how negativity from someone else usually spurs her to stop moping.]

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[warriorscribe]

By having faith. The technology in this tower can do many things. They may not be as beyond repair as you believe.

That is how we go on.

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[swiftkicks]

Faith- I used to tout that having faith would solve everything to my comrades. Maybe I should try listening to myself occasionally.

Technology... I have a friend who was- is the queen of robots. If there's even the faintest of chances that our worlds can be repaired... Maybe I should go ask her to see if it's even possible. Perhaps what magic cannot do, Nasod tech can.

[ajealouswind]

I have asked myself the same thing. You are not alone in this.

I hold the hope that my world is not the only version of my world, and I hold the hope that at least one of those versions is still whole and safe. It's not much, but it's something.

[swiftkicks]

It's always nice to have someone trying to solve the same conundrum- even if it's a morbid one.

But- your line of thinking is strange, but comforting. I've never considered the possibility of an alternate version of my world. Maybe that's the reason I've been bought here safe and sound- to find this separate world and keep it safe.

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[tacticaldisaster]

[The person texting likely has a reason to, so Robin will reply in kind.]

Because I believe our captors are lying to us, and because the ones I love are not here suffering with me.

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[swiftkicks]

But what about if you wandered the husk of your world for a month- and most of your comrades are stuck in the same situation as you are?

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[spearsurfing]

Rena... I am glad that you are safe.

The damage to Elrios is extensive... however, there is not enough data available to be certain if it is beyond repair. Nasods are not the same as humans and spirits, but we all live through the power of El. If that power can be returned, then the soul may also be returned.

Please, do not give up.

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[swiftkicks]

Eve... it's good to see you safe and sound as well.

Is it, though? Not a single beat of El Energy resides in the earth, nor does the spirits sing to me in our world. [tl;dr Airelinna where are you]

Still- I will not give up. Not yet. There is still a chance, no matter how faint, that our world can be bought back. I just... need some time to think things over.