Lyon 2

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 Great Cosmic Enterprise

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In a virtual exhibition hall sculpted from data, the exhibition representatives exchanged opinions. Two figures moved between the booths, delivering everything needed by each party. "Hmm, are you...?" "I've seen you on TV." They talked about games, food, each other's morphologies, and all the beautiful things in the universe. Though their meetings were few and far between, they were as close as old friends— "By the way, have you thought about my proposal..." "The Express is not for sale!"

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!"

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.

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.

River Flows in Spring

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The young boy took a short break from his sword practice. The sunlight was baking his already heated neck. He slowly got into the water, whose coldness touched his bare feet. When the bell chimes and birds tweet, even the people far away would know that springtime had arrived.

River Flows in Spring

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The young boy took a short break from his sword practice. The sunlight was baking his already heated neck. He slowly got into the water, whose coldness touched his bare feet. When the bell chimes and birds tweet, even the people far away would know that springtime had arrived.

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..."

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!"

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 the World Clamor

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She stood on the stage, waving at her audience, encouraging them to make their voice heard. Songs, shouts, or laments — anything that makes a sound. Voice your thoughts, so others can come to help. "Don't make your heart as cold as this concrete jungle." — Make the world clamor.

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."

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.

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.

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.

Mutual Demise

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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. "How does one make perfect the past of a planet? Now — immediately — rend the planet asunder."