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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jLtAAEyMDoFinally, a man learns of the impending invasion thanks to a set of display Holo Casters in the window of an electronics shop. Intrigued, but not yet convinced, he walks away from the store to approach a hot link stand.
"Are you the one they call Halberd Hippo?""I am. What is your business?"
"I need a hot link. And fast."Halberd has done this thousands of times before, he doesn't need to hear the man twice. In seconds flat, he has his link, but as is customary with all patrons, the Hippowdon feels the need to mention recent events, a way of making small talk.
"Did you see the announcement on the Holo Caster? Big stuff is on the horizon."
"I caught part of it, can't say that I care for it, though."
"How? Didn't you hear him? Everyone in this region is going to fall to pieces in the blink of an eye, soon there won't be anything left but the dusty remnants of a country that once was. It's like the war all over again, except this time there is no opposing for--"
The man almost drops his hot link.
"Wait,"
"Hn?"
"Did you say 'everyone'?"
"I did. The whole region, maybe even the universe as a whole. As it stands, you and I most likely won't exist next week. Shame isn't it?"
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The man finishes his hot link in a jiffy before slamming a random amount of cash on the cart, much more than necessary.
"I need a motorcycle and a fresh perspective on life. Do you have either?">TO BE CONTINUED.>「Jeu terminé.」 