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The (You) of before is not the you of now; you refuse to let her be. She was the product of a cold and dark place, a land without hope or sunshine. One whose existence was only possible by leeching off an even more useless and empty shell of a human, whose only emotion was anger every time he lost money on horse racing. No, now is not the time to let those thoughts seep through; now is not the time to let Midori seep out. You refuse to.
You are Marie Sardieu, a stranger in a strange land, and you are never returning.
You use <span class="mu-s">your</span> sword to cut off Midori Suzuki as one would chaff from grain, and you banish her to the deep abyss of its metal frame. The reflective surface of the sword distorts, then hardens as a protective outer shell of some fantasy alloy, made entirely of your glowing radiance, crystallizes on it. Midori can continue to sink, far, far below, forever trapped in the cage she was never able to escape from and never will. Her destiny is to forever be trapped in your sword as nothing more than a symbol of how far you’ve come, to prove that you were able to swim to the surface and find a place in this world that is solely your own.
The voice that’s constantly nagging you since its appearance all the way back in Ivern goes quiet. Likely, you’ll never hear from it again.
Then a second passes, and you return to reality with a start. That entire conversation, all those words, and you or anyone else have yet to be consumed by the fire. It feels almost as if time really did stop, or perhaps it did? Though you’d advise against any higher power giving you a time stop ability, the rating of the Marie Show might rise extraordinarily quickly if it did. Wait- not the time!
Radiance spews you in a roaring blaze as your body feels lighter than it ever has before. You feel as if chains holding you down have been lifted for the first time in your life, like when Rock Lee takes off his weights and can move faster than the eye can even see. Suffice to say, you’re powerful than ever before. Powerful enough to be what you’ve always wanted to be, a hero, a protector, a shield. So you make one, a shield powerful enough to protect everyone around you. In the form of a transparent bubble, your power rises from the ground around you, impenetrable to the hell around you. Gasps of shock and awe come from friend and foe alike as they witness you, <span class="mu-i">you</span>, saving their life. The feeling this gives you is indescribable- No, that’s a lie, it’s very describable. It feels GOOD.
