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Alastor, Flame of Heavens |
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Power of Existence |
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¡¡¡¡The pendant spoke.
¡¡¡¡"It reveals your character in your past life, you idiot. If you were a human being, you'd have died the instant you received that wound."
¡¡¡¡"That's what you say, but I've been cut! Huh?"
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¡¡¡¡"You've been found, huh, Yu-chan? Ha, ha!" Shana burst out laughing and covered her mouth in her hand.
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¡¡¡¡"What is it, Yu-chan?"
¡¡¡¡Great, him, too?
¡¡¡¡"Uh, I guess it's past now--dusk, I mean."
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¡¡¡¡Shana was right--this he knew. But making such a choice was something he simply couldn't do.
¡¡¡¡Yuji struggled in silence until Shana finally lost her patience. "Well, then. Would you like to choose yourself?"
¡¡¡¡"What's that?"
¡¡¡¡"If I strip some of your burning embers, I can fix objects and humans both. Of course, your Power of Existence--the time remaining before you burn out--will be shortened by that much."
¡¡¡¡Yuji understood what she was saying, but his mind was made up in an instant. "Okay. That's fine."
¡¡¡¡Shana was surprised and, oddly, angry. "You seem to have made up your mind pretty easily."
¡¡¡¡"It wasn't easy."
¡¡¡¡"Then why are you abandoning your remaining existence?"
¡¡¡¡"All this happened because of me...and..."
¡¡¡¡Shana was surprised to see Yuji smiling.
¡¡¡¡"I'm not abandoning my existence--I'm making use of it."
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