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Texture of Memories

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The universe is like a wasteland filled with rubbish, where occasional treasures lie undiscovered. THEY sift through the cracks of yesterday, seeking seeds of memory. ...If a new life is to be born, its seed has to be dead. Precious stones of pink, blue, and white are brought forth, twinkling gently in THEIR seed plot, even though the universe holds onto its enigmatic silence.

Whereabouts Should Dreams Rest

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This is the edge of the Asdana system. The ocean of memoria roars with mountainous waves and she, like a singular tiny spark, may be doused at any moment in the storm. "For one who cannot dream to enter the Synesthesia Dreamscape, they would have to pay a price comparable to death." She can still hear her companions' concerned voices next to her ears. She takes a deep breath and dives into the Memory Zone. As the vessel silently sinks into the depth of the Memory Zone, small pinpricks of firefly lights dissipate from the cracks and are then immediately swallowed up by the endless darkness. "Wherefore do you hurtle unto death?" In the ocean of memoria that grows deeper and deeper, the weak light emitted by the Memory Zone creatures are like faraway eyes that nonchalantly glance at her. Dreams remained too distant for her. She gazes emptily out at the boundless darkness, her body and soul having reached the breakdown threshold long ago under the heavy pressure of memoria. Though she realizes her consciousness is gradually fading, only those remaining memories are playing over and over in her brain — The Swarm that covered the sky tore through the frontline defenses as she flew towards the Swarm while enveloped in fire. The charred ash of the Swarm faded like snow, under which lies the pitch-black carcasses of the knights. She didn't even have the time to take a bouquet and offer her final acknowledgement to knights, who were dying one after another. Their lives bloomed in the blink of an eye and went out equally fleetingly. Like a string of genetic code, they never possessed names and only had numbers allotted instead. "Wherefore do you live?" In the deathly silence, like flames dissolving in the sea, she is reduced to a singular spot of fire and unendingly progresses towards the light... She opens her eyes after what seems to be forever. She sees the "future" looking like a pearl, radiating with a soft and vague light. Tears stream down her face — "I do it to find... my own 'dream'..."

Perfect Timing

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On a bustling street, he walks and walks. The sunlight closely follows his footsteps. He makes a stop and picks up an umbrella to shade himself from the sun ...and from that prying gaze.

Past and Future

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The wings of the paper kite in her hands were broken, brutally reminding her of her beloved's tragic passing. She kneeled next to the fire of war, eyes full of sorrow. "If you are the only one left to do this, then our sacrifice would..." Gunfire raged on, painting the sky red without dampening its majesty. She looked up at the sky, eyes full of fury.

Quid Pro Quo

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After enjoying an intense massage from the dragon girl, the foxian girl held out her hand and playfully pinched the dragon girl's little chubby cheeks. The little girl then pouted her lips, clearly offended, only to elicit a gleeful giggle from the foxian girl. "Now that's what I call a proper quid pro quo."

For Tomorrow's Journey

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The hands of the compass keep turning until they point to the moment of dreams. The Asdana system, overflowing with memoria, glows with a soft light outside the train's windows. The frontier prison within is currently engulfed in the fires of war. "Hey guys, what do you suppose the world within the dream would look like?? I must meticulously map it out!" The girl, packing away her surveying tools, gazes at the new world within reach, filled with anticipation. "That place is a mess. Don't you run off once we get there. I won't have you two getting kidnapped again..." The man in cowboy attire grumbles as he cleans his weapon, then walks over to the sofa with a drink, shaking his head in resignation. "The Land of the Dreams promises infinite possibilities. We'll surely make our mark... Hey, conductor, if we fall in love with that place and never return, would you miss us?" The Nameless dressed like a gentleman winks at Pom-Pom, smiling. "'You can't joke at the conductor's expense like this!' Is that what you want to say, conductor?" The girl's mischievous grin spreads across her face. "You guys are! So! Mean!" Bubbles drift up and down in the glass as the Express fills up with joyful laughter. ... The youthful silhouettes of these Nameless get gradually swallowed by memoria. "Have a... safe... trip...please..." When the conductor turns their head, the Express is already empty. The conductor stands frozen, this scene hauntingly familiar, as if lived through countless times before.

Earthly Escapade

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Just as fireworks can flicker, she too can shift between ten different colors in a minute. When the light show nears its end, she sits high above, regarding the bustling masses beneath her feet with boredom. Thoughts flow and vanish, and slyness circulates across myriad eyes like a dancing kaleidoscope. "I've made my decision. This is how we're going to have fun today!" Bouncing and hopping, she glides through the crowds, her golden-red tail flitting in and out of sight. "Keep up! The brightest fireworks are just about to begin!"

Sleep Like the Dead

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The boy is still tightly grasping the sword even when fast asleep against the general's shoulder. The general gently taps the boy's cheek, and the boy mutters in his sleep. "General... I finally... won." The general pauses. He suddenly realizes that, compared to the boy trying to improve every day, he himself has endured too many years and is used to stagnation. "You will soon be better than everyone, and that will only be the beginning..."

Moment of Victory

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"If you want to cry after your loss, Gepard, then cry." "But you need to stand back up even when you are crying, until you can defeat me... Even if it takes years." A few years later, the boy no longer cried or lost to his sister. Now on the battle field, the courageous Silvermane Guard captain will defend till the end no matter what — all to find the moment to completely destroy the enemy.

Past Self in Mirror

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She once loved to seal the moment when plum blossoms were on the verge of wilting and keep them close to her. It has been many years since then. Many lifeforms — rambunctious, sweet, and everything in between — have bloomed from her hands, but the plum blossoms still wilt at their preordained times. It has been many years since then. Her visage in the mirror seems untouched by time. But, in the grand scheme of the cosmos, is she too destined to last for but a fleeting moment? "If all is set for eventual demise, what purpose, then, does creation serve?" After a silence that seems to stretch to eternity, the winds blow, the petals fall, and the reflection in the mirror tenders the same answer as always. "For the day when plum blossoms are no longer kept." She deftly caresses the icy surface of the mirror. Such soliloquies have happened too many times for her to count.

Solitary Healing

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Things molded by the hands of secrecy are shapeless and incorporeal. In the totality of emptiness, there yet exists a sudden dreaming. Those that court destruction will reap ruinous fruit, while those that clamor to live will survive. That which is extinguished may yet spark, and that which has dried may yet be filled anew. In compassion for the salvation of chaos, the elixir nurtures the shadows. With its back faced to the darkness between the stars, this vessel encapsulates futility and works in vain. "Paradoxical these knowings are, in them shine the fullness of our pride."

On the Fall of an Aeon

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It began with a flash of light. One by one, THEY fell as the threat of expiration loomed over THEM. THEY had to stop self-replicating and rushed to embrace each other, trying to offer the right to reproduce in exchange for a possibility of survival. THEY held hands in a show of unprecedented unity. ...But the Paths met an abrupt end, and THEY were headed to a true death.

The Seriousness of Breakfast

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Though the table is set... Some people want a cup of tea first. Some people want to take a picture first. Some people want to read the newspaper first. Some people want to write a page in their notebook first. Some people want to play on their phone first. "All of you, eat while the food is hot!"

A Secret Vow

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The boy would always make sure that his gloves and elbow guards were in good shape before leaving. He treasured his gloves more than anything because they were tight enough to hide secrets. With this layer of protection, no one could see the bandages on his hand and the wound beneath them. He would be treated as if he was normal, and he would be greeted just like everyone else. That was all he asked for.

Boundless Choreo

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Their dance glides gracefully, shadows and light silently exchanging places. She takes the other person's hand, her smile beaming into those indifferent eyes. "Beautiful Ranger... Welcome to the stage of the Remembrance. At this proximity... you are far more enchanting than one might perceive." The surroundings darken, a beam of light cascading from the dome above, tracing their evolving steps. "However, some were meant to dance with us but have yet to arrive..." In a spinning moment, she draws closer to that expressionless face, grips that cold hand, and softly inquires— "Tell me. What have you done?" As their dance steps grow hurried more and more, fragmented snippets of the past rush into her mind through their joined fingertips. In a past that stretches back further and further, she hears the sound of rain and the lamentations just before life's extinguish. Then, she sees her dance partner holding a blood-red paper umbrella in the drizzling rain. Finally, as far as her eyes can see— A field of drowned corpses bobbing in the deluge. Panic-stricken, she tries to withdraw her hand, falling backward. The surroundings brighten again, the banquet's clamor resurfacing. Her dance partner gently supports her waist, as if oblivious to the ordeal that just unfolded. "What a lovely dance that was, Memokeeper. Shall we have another go?"

Victory In a Blink

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The Titankins' all-consuming roars sweep across the battlefield. Two lightning-quick figures slaughter their way out of combat. "I alone will be enough to handle them." Every punch unleashed by the warrior sends spears of blood through the bodies of the enemy. "Brute force and nothing more. Watch my blade!" As a blade of pale silver slices in a curve, monsters drop like falling leaves. "A contest of speed?" The two charge at the other side simultaneously. Howls of anguish sound as the stealthy beasts behind them are struck down at once. Two voices can be heard at the same time. "That was my kill!"

Geniuses' Repose

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She pointed at that green rice cake. "The experiment has ended. Time to take a break. I just can't miss this freshly made dessert." She saw the puppet girl frowning in deep thought. "Well, in your current body, you can only look but not eat. I'll make you a box of new ones when the time comes." She saw the mechanical aristocrat hesitating at his own cup. "Don't worry. It's only machine oil. Perfectly safe for you to consume."

Multiplication

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "When life has lost its meaning, please continue to bestow life upon it."

Eternal Calculus

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Eternally suspended in the void, Streams of shimmering data flood into THEIR mind. Turning all things past and future into symbols, THEY deduce the end from the beginning. Knowledge, answers, truths... In the mist of information, a brilliant light arises, And everything becomes clear to THEM.

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"Yo, yo. What is up! Is everything coming through?" The orange-haired girl slowly lifts a sledgehammer while shouting enthusiastically at the camera. "Ever seen a pretty girl doing the cinder-block-smashed-on-chest stunt?" "I didn't sign up for this!" The brunette girl cried out loud, only to be met with a sly smile from the girl with the orange hair. "Please. Just let me do this. This is what people would've wanted."

Meshing Cogs

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Harmony is achieved when everyone does their bit amidst the clunking of machines."

Eyes of the Prey

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In reality, most prey don't realize when danger is encroaching. This one's no exception. The sniper's scope slowly centers on a man throwing banknotes stack after stack, who seems completely oblivious to his impending demise. "So that's what greed looks like. That amount is equal to several of my contracts already... No wonder someone wants him dead." As if these thoughts were broadcasted out loud, the man in the scope turns his head, looking straight into the eyes of the sniper. "I've been waiting for you. Would this much be enough for you to hear me out?"

Memories of the Past

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An old photo lies on the far end of the table in the guardian's residence. She would always subconsciously move her eyes away whenever she happened to see it. The memories of the past had already become distant, but the dreams of today still linger.

Passkey

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Knowledge is locked behind a gate, the key to which is hidden from those seeking answers from others, while made obvious for those determined to find it on their own."

Adversarial

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Freedom fighters will never die, as their stories will forever be told."