2016-04-09, 20:19
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Mystic Musician
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Oh there was a thread.
I deleted my posts and put them here in order.
Spoiler for Mikoto is just crazy:
”Fufu,”
She had crossed a line.
Something like a dam, which had kept her crammed inside a box, had broken.
This she felt beyond any doubt.
”Haha, ahaha!”
Her heart pounded.
Her breath was sweet.
It wasn’t that she now completely understood everything about the vast system. On the contrary, where the blank parts were concerned (cut off)
”The world is so large!”
She spread her arms wide and looked up at the sky.
She muttered as if singing.
”I can see the depths of the night sky.”
The stars’ blessings were waiting.
”Not suited for a city of science” –those words rose unbidden in her mind.
”There’s no barrier anywhere! The Potential is endless! There’s so much, so much in front of me!! As far as I can see, there are clues that I can grasp, heights that I can scale, peaks that can head towards!
That’s why this was happiness.
That’s why this felt so wonderful.
That’s why there was no grief here.
…really?
Spoiler for consequences:
She could burn through an entire deck with one card.
Then why did she leave that person as if she were fleeing?
She couldn’t answer.
She couldn’t answer.
She couldn’t answer.
”Hey, you there!”
Someone called out to her from the side. A deep voice no doubt belonging to a teacher. Sure enough, it was a young man in Anti-Skill uniform. And no wonder: a young girl wearing the school uniform of Tokiwadai Middle School, a prestigious school known for its strict curfew, was wandering around this late. It was natural of him to suspect she may be up to trouble.
But she was wrong.
Immediately afterwards, the man from Anti-Skill had asked her with a concerned expression.
”Are you all right? That’s quite a nosebleed, did you hit your face somewhere? Or do you have a chronic disease…?
The question completely threw her.
It was like a side effect.
With trembling hands, Misaka Mikoto pressed her hands against her face, and cocked her head as if puzzled by the sticky sensation covering her ingers.
Really, really.
Epilogue:
Spoiler for Aleister and Yuitsu:
”Kamisato Kakeru was already a threat to begin with, but Misaka Mikoto coming into contact with the Anti Art Attachment has created another threat. She was only one of the materials necessary for constructing the DRAGON-related networks. In other words, the clones are more important than the original. If she jeopardizes the Plan itself, we must purge her.”
”But we don’t have the luxury of taking time to consider the situation and crush them one at a time, do we?”
Aleister exhaled slowly. Then he said,
”You choose one. We will deal with the other.”
”And that takes care of both, correct?”
Kihara Yuuitsu whispered.
The Chairman narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the night sky.
He said,
”What are you looking at, bitch? Do you want to be cursed to die here and now?”
The last line is throwed at Laura who's giggling at St.George Cathedral.
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