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Fate: "I've come to tell you something...I am not Alicia Testarossa. I may just be a doll you created. However, I... Fate Testarossa was born by you and raised by you. I am your daughter!
Precia: So what? You expect me to think of you as a daughter now? *maniacal laughter*
Fate: If you wish... If you wish, I will protect you from anything in this entire world. Not because I'm your daughter, but because... you're my mother!
Precia: I'm not interested! *Que her falling into the abyss and ending her meaningless existence*
Brings a tear to my eye. ;-;
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