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It's... different, yet again. It's not that it looks that different. No... it isn't different. And yet... Concerned like a grandmother with a niece with a fever, you hold it with both your hands as if it was resting on your lap. It's not like something changed, no. This orphan timeline has been out of your control for a while now, only to be tampered with by the agents that you send in real time; that's really all you can do without breaking it open. You have your very own Kyubeys monitoring some of the events inside, which you watch with the Law of Cycles every now and then over tea and popcorn (a controversial combination, but you are an innovator). No; that's it. Nothing changed. What changed is where you are looking at it from, which puzzles you to no end the moment you figure it out... because it's a place that doesn't exist, at least in the way you are used to. Of course, bullshit (or magic, as the kids call it nowadays) is involved, but… how? Mindlessly chewing on the Law of Cycles as if it was gum, you steel yourself to solve this mystery
then spit it with an eternal roar as Homura sears her hand on your ass like a branding iron.
