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<span class="mu-i">A chittering crowd of thousands on thousands. All from the highest rungs of society.</span>
<span class="mu-i">A man bound to a chair, encased in wax, watches on. Completely apathetic to the world around him.</span>
<span class="mu-i">A flash of pink crosses his vision. For the first time in 1000 years, he has felt true joy.</span>
<span class="mu-i">The others all watch the pink smear. Excited, intrigued by her story.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Yet, they all quickly lose interest. Ready to move onto the next piece of entertainment.</span>
<span class="mu-i">The King does not forget. He can see the fire in that pink smear.</span>
<span class="mu-i">He offers a Duel. To let her be remembered by the City forevermore. If only he knew the price he'd pay for this.</span>
<span class="mu-i">The other CEOs, his fellow Kings, all stare at him. Judging him. Envy fills the room. More CEOs offer to duel the pink smear.</span>
<span class="mu-i">One. Then five. Then twelve. Then all twenty six. All want a piece of her flesh. To see if her story is worth remembering.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Four people can help temper them. A young woman with a chaotic spark. A budding corporate starlet. A handler. A regretful movie producer.</span>
<span class="mu-i">They will want your blood and flesh. But your FAVORS will help delay the inevitable.</span>
>43!
The vision shifts.
<span class="mu-i">A man in a bright Silver suit rests by a complex console.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Right by him is a large bomb. Two cores are pumping through it. One radioactive, one that destroys concepts.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Sweat is dripping from his brow. He heard the explosion from the nearby room.</span>
<span class="mu-i">He knows of the man from the other world is coming. Not to mention the horde following the Deer.</span>
<span class="mu-i">In his hand is a part of his SINGULARITY. A smear of colors and blurs that's hard to process.</span>
<span class="mu-i">They can start again. This is one base. The STILLE DAG can live on. They can take their proper spot back.</span>
<span class="mu-i">He just needs to erase everything. Start from scratch. Return to the beginning.</span>
<span class="mu-i">His SINGULARITY can do that. All he needs to do is to somehow attach it to the bomb.</span>
>70!
The vision shifts again.
<span class="mu-i">Teal cloth with bronze hexacombs scattered across it. Draped over a spindly figure.</span>
<span class="mu-i">Bright lights flicker at the tips of her fingers.</span>
<span class="mu-i">She is here for one reason - To resolve a TABOO violation before it can even be broken.</span>
<span class="mu-i">She sneers. An anomaly breaching the HEAD MEETING? Two, if the reports are true?</span>
<span class="mu-i">She'll wait outside the base. She has to see if the reports from B-Corp were correct.</span>
<span class="mu-i">...But she really, really doesn't wanna work today.</span>
ANd that's all for the visions. Someone's going to be waiting for you outside-
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] That's a Judicator. One of the Agents of the Head. You CAN NOT fight her.
[UNSTABLE RESOLVE] Who's to say we have to fight her?
The visions were something else. Anderson is satisfied enough about the visions he saw. "I'll talk with the others to work out a plan with what we saw." As he leaves the edge, you find yourself staring into the River. A sneer crosses your face. You're sick of whatever's hiding inside the river.
