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November 29, 2025 at 9:22 AM
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November 29, 2025 at 8:27 AM
He can sense her hesitance. To be expected, as she’s been through much. Such is necessary however, in order to press onward in time of great anxiety.

With a nod of acknowledgment, the Count steps in line with her as the fires of the past are artificially renewed. A scene he’s seen played out—
A bead of sweat ran down her temple. Uncertainty. A thick gulp before she advanced forward to the simulation room. Entering through the door and manipulating the controls, a new scene took place—the fires of Fuyuki. The first dive into the life of Chaldea.

“Shadows everywhere. Not just yours, —
❝ It’s only due to you, letting me in. ❞

Reminding her. There was a sense of gratefulness in his tone, and that’s because he was. To place faith and trust, was highly valued to him. And he would continue to hold her in high regard due to several facts.

His stature joins her, at her side. Cloak —
November 28, 2025 at 12:50 AM
❝ It’s only due to you, letting me in. ❞

Reminding her. There was a sense of gratefulness in his tone, and that’s because he was. To place faith and trust, was highly valued to him. And he would continue to hold her in high regard due to several facts.

His stature joins her, at her side. Cloak —
Rokka fell silent for a moment, his words carrying a fraction of truth in them. The atmosphere was thick with tension, enough to strangle her in ominously veiled motivation.

Chaldea’s Master tore her gaze away from the Avenger, fixing her attention onto a speck of dust at one of many endless —
❝ It will not be something you simulate. It’s an understanding and inert feeling that simply must be honed. There’s no right or wrong way. And you have already been progressing. ❞

His cloak is carried by ominous flow, as he speaks.

❝I’ve delved into your dreams, and even have met with you —
November 6, 2025 at 12:50 PM
Ah.

Pay no mind to that.
September 9, 2025 at 6:35 AM
❝ It will not be something you simulate. It’s an understanding and inert feeling that simply must be honed. There’s no right or wrong way. And you have already been progressing. ❞

His cloak is carried by ominous flow, as he speaks.

❝I’ve delved into your dreams, and even have met with you —
“Errggh… I know, I know,” she groaned, all sense of self-assuredness deflated in a mere instant. She wasn’t as quick as he was, as witty as he was; he was a flash of lightning, and she was the thunderclap that followed after.

“How can I get to that point? Even simulations can’t match up to the —
❝ A fair question. Perhaps you should focus upon magecraft that best align with me in bursts. There are time where quick thinking will be needed. Time to ponder will not be present. You must know. And must act. ❞
July 27, 2025 at 5:35 PM
❝ A fair question. Perhaps you should focus upon magecraft that best align with me in bursts. There are time where quick thinking will be needed. Time to ponder will not be present. You must know. And must act. ❞
A laugh that fled from her tongue, chasing the Count’s amused laughter. “Good. I’m feeling a bit rusty. What do you want to work on today?”
There was an amused smirk, that formed upon her hearing her proposal.

❝Kyehaha! If that is what you desire, then I will provide..❞
July 16, 2025 at 6:59 AM
There was an amused smirk, that formed upon her hearing her proposal.

❝Kyehaha! If that is what you desire, then I will provide..❞
The sound of electricity quaking and quivering dissipated when he materialized, his imposing figure looming above her otherwise petite frame.

A thin-lipped smile wrinkled her youthful features. “You up to train a bit with me?”
From her shadow, his form emerges. The crackling essence of his very will, manifested, would vary in an unstable like energy that emanates off his cloak. Soon stabilizing, as he now appeared behind her.

❝ Master. ❞
July 14, 2025 at 4:44 PM
From her shadow, his form emerges. The crackling essence of his very will, manifested, would vary in an unstable like energy that emanates off his cloak. Soon stabilizing, as he now appeared behind her.

❝ Master. ❞
His presence remained in both the holy radiance and the forbidden abyss. Silent yet observant.

Rokka stood stagnant, her burnt gold eyes falling to her shadow. “Avenger.”
July 14, 2025 at 8:53 AM
She need only look to her shadow. He is always there.
Memories scattered like pulverized stars, dusting the air with fragments of her sins. The weight of her heart need not cloud her mind. Victory will come, for she is the destined savior.
July 14, 2025 at 6:19 AM
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July 13, 2025 at 3:47 AM