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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.

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.

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.

I Shall Be My Own Sword

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The blade shattered, plunging into the bone-chilling cold. All earthly instruments are mere futilities, their worth discernible with a single glance. "What use do I have of swords?" She holds no attachment, nor does her gaze accommodate anything within. "From now on, I shall be my own sword." To transcend perceived precipices and achieve unprecedented breakthroughs, one must regard themselves as "kindling" to fuel their own fire.

Night on the Milky Way

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If you are concerned for the road, just look up again. When the stars look gently down, the heart would already be soaring. Every thought and every whisper, becomes a life experience that would never leave.

Memory's Curtain Never Falls

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Be it bustling, desolate, fleeting, or enduring... every planet and every instant is brimming with countless events. That condensed history melts at a single touch, flowing as tears from the world's gaze— Some say: How heavy those tears must be, the amassed years capable of fading eternity. Some say: How wondrous the stories they tell, sorrow so clear, joy so serene, unmarred by even a hint of falsehood. The Cosmos flows in silent stillness, and THEY speak not, only watching— Watching and waiting for them to become "memories."

Dance at Sunset

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In the resplendent twilight, a swift figure darts across the rooftops. "Lili, Guoguo, let's see who makes it to the finish line first!" Scaling the eaves, evading the guards, swaying with the wind, the girl moves like a nimble critter, chasing the last sliver of sunlight. The warm evening breeze caresses her face, and the setting sun bathes the cat in a kaleidoscope of colors. "You guys won!" She declares, wiping sweat from her brow and cradling the cat in her arms. Amidst a rising galaxy of stars, her unguarded smile dissolves into a bloom of innocence, akin to the layered twilight hues adrift in the sky.

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."

The Unreachable Side

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He would come to this place every year, bringing new swords with him each time. He had seen all the owners of the swords draw their last breath. Every time he leaves, he would sorrowfully ponder... When would his own blade be brought here by someone else?

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!"

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!"

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.

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."

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."

Night on the Milky Way

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If you are concerned for the road, just look up again. When the stars look gently down, the heart would already be soaring. Every thought and every whisper, becomes a life experience that would never leave.

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..."

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. ...

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.

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.

Sweat Now, Cry Less

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Resounding impacts echo through the training room and a thunderous kick follows, practically folding the sandbag in two. "General... isn't this level of training too much for you?" Such is the question asked by a nearby soldier. Smiling, she shakes her head and hangs a new sandbag in place. "This? No. Not even close!" Her glistening sweat reflects the glow of the moon, trailing down her body like crystalline pearls. The memory of that departed general re-surfaces in her mind... "Sweat more when training, so you might weep less in battle."

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.

Baptism of Pure Thought

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The afternoon sunshine is just right, and the floral scents fill the air. Though he tries to keep his thoughts pure, cognitive stagnancy inevitably attracts particulates of mind like gathered dust. "Healing one's thoughts is just as vital as the maintenance of one's health." The fools' clamoring fades alongside fatigue as he sinks into the water, letting all thoughts loose, his mind elucidated and ordered. "Truth eludes all filths, accepting only those of pure thoughts."

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.

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."

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.

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."

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.

Those Many Springs

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After a few sudden drizzles, spring tides rise, birthing lush greenery. "How many springs has it been?" He recalls those young soldiers heading to the battlefield for the first time. Year after year, the faces were all different, yet they radiated the exact same vigor and hope. The willow withers as it waits for their return. But what they manage to bring home is often... the frost that can never melt. Birds' warbles linger in the air as he closes his eyes, allowing sunlight to fall on his face through the gaps between the leaves. —"Alas, those who remain are the loneliest of all."

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.

Inherently Unjust Destiny

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With the final card revealed, despondency, rage, acceptance, and sangfroid... A cascade of emotions drops onto the faces of his opponents. "Now that we're all here, why don't we spice things up a bit?" He puts in all his chips. Those who have cut their losses leave the table, cursing profanities and secretly hoping that he would lose. Victories, reputation, fortune... He cares not for any of that. Instead, he's enthralled only by those moments that make his very life quiver — After all, hell is but one choice away from heaven. The chips are cast, sorrow fills the air, and the illusory sense of satisfaction dissipates in an instant when the dust finally settles. "All or nothing, I have not the luxury of choice..."

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."

Reforged Remembrance

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Light the candles, spread the cards, breathe in the fragrance... These broken memories become faces in the dancing light. The apparitions that emerge from flames tell her of pasts fondly recalled. Time is shorn. The moment is frozen. She turns these most precious instants into crystallizations of eternity. "There is too much lost, and too little that remains... We nurture remembrance against the cruelties of time."

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!"

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."

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!"

Before Dawn

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"Do not make this decision lightly, general... Think about how you will be remembered in history..." The general of the Cloud Knights listens to his subordinates' words with eyes half-closed. "History will make its own judgment, but I have no interest in my legacy." "If I succeed, history will state that I am currently supremely confident in my masterful strategy." "But if I fail, then history will state that I am currently neglecting my duties in wanton pleasure, preferring finches over my people." A finch jumps down from his shoulder, and he extends his hand to catch the small creature. "I have simply made my own decision."

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."

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..."

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!"

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.

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."

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.

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.

Warmth Shortens Cold Nights

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Lighting a light, she glanced at her friend beside her while holding a mug of warm chocolate. Watching her read the books and notes she gifted her. Watching her expressing a rare smile. In cold nights like this, even the tiniest bit of bliss can chase away the chills.

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..."

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?"

Under the Blue Sky

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Under the blue sky, fields of wheat were dancing. The young girl was carefully weaving a flower wreath, for her most beloved little sister. That was when they were still the same height. That was when they shared the same smile.

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."

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.

The Moles Welcome You

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"Moles, moles," "Leaving our holes," "Smart moles fear naught foes," "Moles, moles," "Bite your toes!"

Planetary Rendezvous

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She had no idea what to expect when she first started out on this journey. All she knew was that she could at long last be rid of the judgmental eyes and petty bickering of her family. She felt she finally understood what the poet was trying to say. "One day, we would grow wings and forget what it was like to walk." The light in her eyes became the glittering stars.

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.

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.