[ But Ritsuka holds everything in front of her eyes as real, because it is. ]
If you're real now, how about getting wrinkles and gray hairs and a bunch of weird moles!?
[ The Shinssin that tried really hard to kill her, and the Shinssin that has her cornered in a soft blanket at this very moment— there's nothing about them devoid of meaning, devoid of life. ]
Become a tiny grandpa for the Master that fed you.
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[ But Ritsuka holds everything in front of her eyes as real, because it is. ]
If you're real now, how about getting wrinkles and gray hairs and a bunch of weird moles!?
[ The Shinssin that tried really hard to kill her, and the Shinssin that has her cornered in a soft blanket at this very moment— there's nothing about them devoid of meaning, devoid of life. ]
Become a tiny grandpa for the Master that fed you.