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Sep. 1st, 2024

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I have an update.

My tooth wiggles.

And Its itchy!!! (」><)」
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Location: Shibuya Square, Tokyo
Interaction: Engaged with Dove and SwapSumi (closed)
Next Interaction: P4!Sumi and the aftermath (for now closed)





His memory was failing him.

Something wasn't right here. All he remembered was being berated by his senior when he stepped forward with obvious proof about his cognitive pscience research yet he was here now in his counselling uniform. White coat, striped shirt and beige trousers...it brought memories of the school he had grown so attached to or to the ideals of a certain young man who changed society for the better.

Maruki wished to do the same.

But then why was he here?



The disturbing memory of a long-nosed man flashes in his eyes. Is he going insane?

"Hey, er- I apologize could you tell me-" And there the police officer went about his day- not even listening to his question as he watched the man offer him a quick smile before turning the other way. "Great." He scratched behind his ear in minute frustration before steeling his nerves and continuing on his search to find a person conscious enough to answer why did everything seem so normal yet so...empty?

"The time is at hand...I am the other you, dwelling in the realm of mankind's hearts."

That's right, he thought as he finally decided to take a break by leaning against the very pole that stood at one end of the main Shibuya crossing. Passerbys didn't even question the look of surreal confusion in the man's eyes as he stayed at that very position.The sky had become red that time and then...I came across that strange monster before me.

"ACK-!"

"Now- the time for your unjustly persecuted ideology is at hand!"

Pain pierced through his skull as he hunched over, fingers burying into his scalp before his knees gave out. Something was...scratching inside him! The ground melted beneath his legs, giving way to ripples as he shook his head. Alright. He might be going insane at this very moment.

He needed someone to talk to. Right now.

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