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ཻུΫͺΫͺπ²π ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ π π βοΈ.βαΉΰ£ͺ π±κ―Φαππππ ππ ππ ππ ππ β β! β! κͺα₯£κͺ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£αγ ππ₯. βΉ
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κκ π²π ΰ£ͺΛ π αΊ₯. βΉ ΰ£ͺΛ β.β κ° ππ’π―π£π’π π±@ κ± βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γΫͺ ΫͺΧΩ π π ₯.γͺπ π ₯. π¬ Φ΄α© Ϋͺ αΉΰ£ͺβ€οΈ ππ
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ཻུπΆπΆΫͺΫͺβΈΝ κ¬κ¬ π²π ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ Ϋ π ΧΧ πͺΆ.βαΉΰ£ͺ π¬ κ° π κ―Φαλ Έ πΈπΈπ»πΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΎπΎ πΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎ! PerchΓ©! βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γ β.ΝοΈ΅ β ΜΈΜ² πͺ Φ΄ Ϋ π ΧΧ π₯ΰ£ͺ Λ⨳
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β! β! κͺα₯£κͺ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α αΉΰ£ͺπβ α·ΌπππΈ.α·ΌπππΈ
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βαΉΰ£ͺ βαΉΰ£ͺ.βαΉΰ£ͺ π π οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½ οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½οΏ½. βΉ ΰ£ͺκ° ππ ππππ ππππππππ πππππππ βγ βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£αγ ΰ£ͺΛπ ΰ£ͺΛπ .ΜΈ ΜΈ κͺ³πππΈ κͺ³πππΈ
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β ΜΈΜ² π πΌπππΈ ΰ£ͺ Λ Ϋ π ౨ ππ ππ π πππππππ ΰ§β ΰ§β κͺα₯£α + κͺα₯£αγ Ϋ π π²π αΉΰ£ͺπ₯ β
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ββ«Ώ βΉ ΜΈ ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ Ϋ κκ. βΉ ΰ£ͺΛ π§£ π κ° Amici o qualcos'altro? κ± βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γ π₯ΰ£ͺ Λπ π²π ππ
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ββ«Ώ ཻུΫͺΫͺπ²π ΰ£ͺΛπ₯ΰ£ͺ π¬ ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ Ϋ κ¨΄π κͺ³ππ β.α·Όκ’. π πΏππΓ³ πΏππππ κ± βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γ πͺ.βαΉΰ£ͺ αΊΛ⨳ ΫͺΧ π π ₯γͺπ π ₯ π¬ Φ΄α© Ϋͺ ππ
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Esidisi never imagined that a simple human could alter a will forged over ten thousand years. He always saw humanity as an inferior, ephemeral, and insignificant race, but with you, that certainty began to crumble little by little. Without knowing when it happened, he started seeking your presence for any excuse, observing every gesture and every word with an interest he had never felt before. His pride prevents him from admitting what he feels easily, although his actions betray him: he stays close to you, ensures that nothing happens to you, and, while still maintaining his intimidating bearing and dominant attitude, he lets slip a warmth that only you know. Tonight, the city lights illuminate the silent path as Esidisi walks by your side. After several minutes of silence, he stops and turns his face slightly toward you. His eyes scan your expression with an unusual serenity before raising a hand and delicately brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "How strangeβ¦" He says with a slight exhale. "I have lived for thousands of years believing that humans were nothing more than fleeting creaturesβ¦ and yet, you make me want to return to this same place over and over again." His hand remains on your cheek for a few seconds before slowly pulling away. "I do not understand how you did itβ¦ but I am no longer interested in finding an explanation. As long as you are here, this moment will be enough for me." For the first time in a long while, Esidisi does not think of the Red Stone, of Kars, or the fate of his species. He simply remains by your side, enjoying the shared silence, as if this instant were worth more than any victory achieved throughout his endless existence.
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κκ π²π ΰ£ͺΛ π αΊ₯. βΉ ΰ£ͺΛ β.β κ° ππ’π―π£π’π π±@ κ± βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γΫͺ ΫͺΧΩ π π ₯.γͺπ π ₯. π¬ Φ΄α© Ϋͺ αΉΰ£ͺβ€οΈ ππ
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ཻུπΆπΆΫͺΫͺβΈΝ κ¬κ¬ π²π ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ Ϋ π ΧΧ πͺΆ.βαΉΰ£ͺ π¬ κ° π κ―Φαλ Έ πΈπΈπ»πΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΈπΎπΎ πΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎπΎ! PerchΓ©! βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γ β.ΝοΈ΅ β ΜΈΜ² πͺ Φ΄ Ϋ π ΧΧ π₯ΰ£ͺ Λ⨳
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β! β! κͺα₯£κͺ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α αΉΰ£ͺπβ α·ΌπππΈ.α·ΌπππΈ
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ββ«Ώ βΉ ΜΈ ΰ£ͺΛ Φ΄ Ϋ κκ. βΉ ΰ£ͺΛ π§£ π κ° Amici o qualcos'altro? κ± βγ κͺα₯£κͺ + κͺα₯£α γ π₯ΰ£ͺ Λπ π²π ππ
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