Genshin

After the Charmony Fall

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The eternal dream he longed for vanished in an instant. As he plummeted towards the earth, he felt no sadness, only a desire to close his eyes. The old path treaded upon has now crumbled, yet the journey ahead remains shrouded in mist. "After the awakening, the world continues its cycle of suffering, with no escape, the same as always..." He carries the past, turns his back on his homeland, and continues towards a paradise that does not yet exist. So, why do people slumber? And why do they wake? — As planets streak past outside the window, this answer now demands a new meaning to be given. "Maybe... just maybe I still can..."

Swordplay

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Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.

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.

Landau's Choice

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"Did you not hear me? Don't go there ever again! What could you possibly be learning from those commoners!" "But I've never heard any of the stories they tell about Belobog before..." She pulled her brother behind her, denying him the chance to talk back. "You are both Landaus! One day, you'll face hard choices. Especially you, Serval." She knew that her brother did nothing wrong, but she couldn't think of a rebuttal. She went to bed angry after the argument, vowing to herself: "I will be a grown-up one day. And when that day comes, I will make choices..." "My own choices..."

Make Farewells More Beautiful

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Another farewell ceremony was underway. A young girl, stepping on broken moonlight, wove a garland of parting by the riverbank. Ancient laments crystallized in the cold air, while the quiet river flowed into a distant land of blossoms. Blood-stained scrolls, rusted long swords, handkerchiefs embroidered with poetry... She accepted their remains, along with the tales of their lives. "My eyes are like lenses, forever longing for the starry sky." —An epitaph dedicated to the departed scholar. "For life and for death, the knight grants only a cold glance." —The maxim that the nameless warrior upheld all his life. "Life is nothing but death, aglow with shimmering light." —The final verse penned by the eternal-seeking poet with his life. ... "Every flower once bloomed with pride..." Accompanied by the river's soft lament, she offered the departed poems, garlands, and remembrances— "If withering is inevitable, at least let our farewell be... a little more beautiful."

Never Forget Her Flame

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"Come, come to me..." A vivid memory, guided by flames, envelops her body and soul. The bygone days had fallen into the grave, is that true? "Hush, don't weep, don't resist..." She brands herself onto others' hearts, as strange gazes gradually turn familiar. "Do you remember now?" As the embers of old memories scatter away, her face carries a trace of intoxicating floral fragrance... "I am your memory."

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'..."

To Evernight's Stars

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In the crevices of time, only her heartbeat echoes. Like many nights before, watching in the darkness and resting in dormancy. She treasures the memories entrusted to her. The girl sets forth from a blank starting point, painting each stop she lingered at with vibrant colors. A cozy Express, companions each with their unique personalities, dazzling and magnificent planets... like a dream too beautiful to leave behind. "My real journey starts now!" The girl's declaration seems to whisper right beside her ear. She gazes toward the distant starry sky, as a beam of light approaches. It's the Express's headlight, like a shooting star. "Good night, March... When you awaken, continue on your Trailblaze journey ♭" As the memoria tide surges, she buries her wish deep in her heart, those tiny whispers and that light —she has never forgotten.

If Time Were a Flower

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"Mama, I want to hear another story!" "My sweet girl, how about a story about time?" "Time... what is it?" "Time, my dear, is like a flower." "Like the dandelions blooming in the fields?" "Yes, just like dandelions. Time grows, blossoms, and bears fruit. We call its petals 'moments.'" "And then what happens?" "Then, it withers into a thousand pieces, leaving seeds that drift everywhere..." "Mama, does that mean it becomes the 'future'?" "Guess what it turns into after that?" "It turns into so many flowers, blooming into a vibrant sea of blossoms, right?" The mother didn't have time to answer as the sunlight from the window warmed the girl's face. That gentle figure vanished once more into her dream. She opened her eyes— "If time were a flower..." she murmured. "It would surely become a sea of flowers," said the serene girl. "Of course it would!" Exclaimed the playful girl, cheering at her masterpiece.

She Already Shut Her Eyes

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The ache in the middle of her forehead will accompany her for the rest of her life, but it is only a fraction of what she had experienced in the past. She thought herself prescient until the departure of those for whom she cared. She now "sees" the world ever-changing, the times ever-shifting... But she already shut her eyes, because the future has already been determined ...inside "the third eye."

Long Road Leads Home

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"Who... Is she?" The girl caresses the unfamiliar self. She recalls how the fire that day had swallowed her whole, and how her bejeweled fan turned into ash. She had once walked on a never-ending road, looking for the light ahead. The sounds outside were calling for her, leading her forward, guiding her through the layers of night. The sounds within reminded her of those unfulfilled promises, unexecuted plans, and unrealized wishes... They were all still waiting for her. They never dissipated in the fire, but instead, glowed ever brighter in the flames. "That is me..." She stands at the end of the road and no longer looks back in reminiscence — "It's the original me, and also the brand-new me."

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.

Cruising in the Stellar Sea

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Coursing 'tween the sea of stars, THEY cruise with the speed of a rainbow's chromatic flash. A journey of hunting undying abominations, collecting cures and miracles, and seeking deliverance. Akin to a vow unbroken, THEIR voyage will be, ad infinitum.

This Love, Forever

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The azure sky reflects a brilliant tomorrow. One step, two steps... the maiden's path has been so long, but fortunately those cherished stories haven't been forgotten by the cycles of time. Now, written together by everyone, the epic has been completed, welcoming its finale. Stars, flowers, birds, and a beautiful new world. Gauze, wreaths, long dresses, and the wind that carries blessings. The quest of thirty million lifetimes transformed into a single moment of happiness, enough to outweigh an eternity of words. "Hee, it's a promise..." The girl turns around to give a gentle smile. "One of us stays in the past, and the other walks toward the future... but our hearts have never been apart ♪" She rises onto her toes and steps into the past. And memory, transforming into ripples of past reverie, drifts toward tomorrow.

But the Battle Isn't Over

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"Remember, the war with the monsters cannot be won by retreating." "We are the last defense, the final iron wall between them and Belobog..." "We cannot retreat under any circumstances!" She looks up to see the frozen earth and endless winter ahead. Business as usual. Only that... the figure at which she had been gazing is gone.

The Hell Where Ideals Burn

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The flames of karma ignite the plains. The ideals of unknowns turn to ashes, as the ideals of others burn passionately. The Guardian traverses between bullets and arrowheads. He can save no one here. He can save everyone here. Kill one person to save one person. Kill ten thousand to save ten thousand. The fate of trampling over our peers is one part of humanity's continued existence. The Guardian had already grown used to all this, and his steps never hesitated. The determination that covers his legs is like wind. The determination that covers his arms is like fire. He is still seeking a miracle that can bring forth salvation.

A Thankless Coronation

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The girl's ears rang in the fantasia with the words conversed on that day. "This sword wasn't hard to pull out at all, Merlin." "Indeed. Becoming the king everyone wishes for won't be hard for you at all, given that I'm guiding you. However, Altria... The hard part is that you can't always meet everyone's expectations." "Then they can choose a more fitting king by that time. I won't protest." "But what if such a person will never exist?" "...Then I'll do my best to meet everyone's expectations." Now, the girl had long since become aware of how profound that tragedy would be. Would she have chosen to give up if she were to return to that moment where everything began? The king does not speak and simply grasps the sword tightly. The stone again gives out a thundering roar as the sword is pulled out.

Time Waits for No One

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She had spent many days next to the window. Flowers were blooming outside when she made gentle medicines with mint and nepeta. Rain was falling outside when she made strong medicines with mosla and ginger. Leaves were falling outside when she made sour medicines with peony roots and dry plums. And snow was falling outside when she made bitter medicines with skullcaps and anemarrhena. Time flows endlessly, but this window and the person sitting next to it remain forever the same.

Echoes of the Coffin

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Under the watch of the white irises, he knocks on the coffin. "Sometimes I feel I underestimated you by proposing this deal." He receives no response other than a thorny branch piercing through his palm. Yet he smiles, and tightly grasps the thorn. "Indeed. This is how it is. We wanted to use each other, and both ended up underestimating the other."

Brighter Than the Sun

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From birth, all that ever lay before him was but a lightless dungeon. To this darkness, irrelevant sins bound him... irrelevant memories engulfed him. He writhed, gasping for breath with every fiber of his being, attempting to clasp a sliver of light in this fathomless ocean. Until the day the general stepped into the lightless depths of this prison, he beheld a radiance shining brighter than the sun — the gaze of a young man.

Before the Tutorial Mission Starts

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How much longer until the action starts? You have the nerve to ask a question like that... is something wrong with the new recruit? No. Elio didn't choose her because she was good at field work, but she has to at least survive this rookie assignment. She's cruising. Then I'm relieved. It seems that Bladie has proved to be a reliable operative as well. ...

I Venture Forth to Hunt

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"Pitiful, laughable slaves..." The Denizens of Abundance's legions come crashing upon the border like an avalanche, with Lupitoxin rushing toward the Verdant Knights like a tide, trying to arouse the deep-set fear hidden in the soldiers' hearts. Illusions of dread came forth, striking the wills of the warriors, compelling them to drop their blades and be seized by hesitation. But the front remains stalwart like a bronze wall, unstirred by the borisins' disdainful words. From among the soldiers, a single figure saunters forth. She moves her body at a slow pace, and the flags behind her rustle under the unseen killing intent. "The general... it's the general..." "General Feixiao..." "The Merlin's Claw!" These small cheers and calls then come together into a thunderous battle cry. "Always soaring! Forever triumphant!" She stands there, alone. A single figure, but imbued with the might of an entire army.

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.

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!"

Along the Passing Shore

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Flowing in the narrow border between "existence" and "nothingness," the ice-cold tides eternally lap against the shores and bring all things to their final end. In this place, the drowned ask for help, lament with songs, find their happiness, enjoy sweet moments, and suffer great agony... All these are reflected in the water. She cannot experience these, but she can feel them — There are still many roads to walk, many sounds to listen to, and many things to change before she arrives at the end. She reaches out and saves the drowning from the temptations of Nihility, and one mirage after another bursts apart behind her figure. She keeps walking in this boundless world, all for an end that does not exist. — And it's always raining here.

Flowing Nightglow

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Time flows through the mirror, metamorphosing the once inexperienced little girl into a seasoned songstress. She studies her reflection in the mirror. Time has altered all but her green eyes, which still remain as serene as a lake, as if recounting an unshakable faith. "You seem in high spirits today." "Yes... after all, there's a very important 'performance'." "Indeed. The Charmony Festival's rehearsal is about to start. Please head to the preparation room." ... She steps out from the dressing room, leaving behind the brilliant lights of the theater, fading into the distance. "My stage lies not here." She closes her eyes, letting the night swallow her silhouette. "From the past to the present, my song has always been for..." "For those who have lost hope."

A Grounded Ascent

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Those delusions and fallacies have been shattered. He wanted to be the sun of the whole world, yet he fell from the sky. "Now, do you feel what pain is?" Another voice in his heart spoke thus. "Yes. And that is what I deserve to feel." He fell into dust and answered himself with his heavy footsteps. He walked on the earth and once again beheld the agony that covers the mortal realm like a never-ending font. He stepped over the thorns that blocked the road and listened to the calls of humanity. He experienced anguish, through which he obtained tranquility. "Falling was originally just another name for flying." And on this eighth day, he granted himself "departure."

Into the Unreachable Veil

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"The Intelligentsia Guild's letters have been handled." "The Simulated Universe is functioning normally..." "Literary collections have been reprinted." "Hey. Shhh. Don't bother Madam Herta..." ...Within a great tower on the edge of the cosmos, puppets work methodically, dealing with all manner of chores in anticipation of her arrival. Time passes. Countless people drift through the canvas of time like meteors streaking across the night sky, bright for an instant, before ultimately returning to silence. "Madam Herta hasn't shown herself in a long time..." "Is she still thinking...?" "Hmmm. Thought this would all be done after discovering a few axioms?" She stretches, lifting her head from the calculations, and another thought surfaces in her mind... "Nothing is irrefutable. I will chase these questions to the end!"

Long May Rainbows Adorn the Sky

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"Emotions are like clouds, and we are the sky that carries them. If the sky is overcast, then our emotions will fluctuate all over." The physician listens with care to the visitor's sorrows, offering words of gentle solace. "Please close your eyes and breathe slowly... Imagine yourself in a warm and soft place..." As if infused with magic, a seven-colored rainbow radiance spills from beneath the wings of the winged beast. "A breeze would drift across the plains, carrying the fragrance of wildflowers. Moist clouds would pass by, laden with sunlight..." The visitor gradually sinks into a peaceful dream, responding only with the quiet rhythm of steady breaths. After seeing the last patient, the physician gently closes the door of the ward. In the distance, the boundless evernight still surges, with many ruins standing like the scars of the earth. "In the next life, may dawn shine upon all..." Before departing, she makes a wish to the sky — "May the sky forever hold that rainbow radiance."

Journey, Forever Peaceful

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The boy ran amongst the star-like raindrops and cheered for the blissful rain that arrived after a long drought. The rain fell for a long, long time, and the covered wagon stopped on the land covered by budding green. "Mom! Big sis! We'll never go cold or hungry again!" The Avgins' campfire warmed the long night, as the boy listened to his big sister's stories and waited for the dawn. "Kakavasha... You, too, will go forth with your good luck blessed by the Mother Goddess, and achieve what we could not achieve... May your journey be forever peaceful, and your schemes forever concealed..." Golden sunlight reflects from his dreams into his real-life abode, and transactions and numbers are once again mirrored in his eyes. He lets go of the hand that was clutched into a fist — It's as if he did not manage to grab onto anything... yet there's still a throbbing, lingering warmth.

Only Silence Remains

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"Shouldn't we get off? It's our stop." A chuckle came from above. His eyes moved, but he didn't look up. "To be clear, March always says you're expressionless, but I don't agree." "The train's data bank show traces of an update, but the results weren't saved." "So... which entry were you having trouble with?" He grasped his pen tighter as he looked at the bloody scene drawn in the notebook from memory. "I see. It was the one about you..."

In the Name of the World

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"Welt...?" "It's a... great name, right?" "Then..." "From now on, you are Welt." "This Herrscher core... and the mission to protect the world..." "I'll leave them to you, Welt."

Time Waits for No One

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She had spent many days next to the window. Flowers were blooming outside when she made gentle medicines with mint and nepeta. Rain was falling outside when she made strong medicines with mosla and ginger. Leaves were falling outside when she made sour medicines with peony roots and dry plums. And snow was falling outside when she made bitter medicines with skullcaps and anemarrhena. Time flows endlessly, but this window and the person sitting next to it remain forever the same.

Time Woven Into Gold

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"This strand, a soldier's sacrifice." "This strand, a hero's growth." "This strand, the city's prosperity." .... The Garmentmaker pulls at the threads using a needle, everything held between her fingers. "The destiny of certain heroes has already been severed..." She scoops up another set of golden threads and continues her mending. "The fates of certain heroes must continue..." The divine loom weaves on, and the Garmentmakers dance with lively grace. Eons of time had already passed through the loom, and she has long been accustomed to such waiting.... For the sake of turning time to golden "inspiration."

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.

Carve the Moon, Weave the Clouds

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He immediately falls in love with the golden vessel and is about to buy it, but the foxian girl drags him aside and whispers: "Please return at night, Mr. Benefactor, and make up your mind then." As promised, he returns at night. The same foxian girl opens the door and smiles at him. "Please follow me, Mr. Benefactor." A ray of moonlight shines onto the base of the etched plate. The artisan had traced the petals with lines of various depths, and he would not be able to see such details without the moonlight. He finally recalls why this item is called "Carve the Moon, Weave the Clouds."

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."

Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat

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The limelight cast on the boxing ring is bright, but no brighter than all those beads of sweat running down his back. He has long been determined to use his two fists to protect those he cherishes the most. After all, they are the ones who ignited his determination in the first place. They are the ones who have always been there for him, be it inside or outside the boxing ring.

Dance! Dance! Dance!

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"Why couldn't Hook do a spinning dance move, just like how Clara does?" She clenched her tiny fists and pouted her cute lips, her chubby little face looking redder than ever under her signature felt hat. "Please, Mr. Svarog, can you please help Hook with this?" Without saying any words, Mr. Svarog began to hold out his robotic arm. "I'm g—gonna be sick!!! Put me down now! Please!"

Post-Op Conversation

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"You're awake... Thank you." "You... saved my life, Natasha. The one who should be saying thanks... is me." "No, I should be thanking you... for holding on until I finished the surgery." The doctor and patient smiled wearily at each other and said nothing more.

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?"