﻿\setgamedatatitle("True Radiant Wing Tower\nFinal Layer")

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A corner of the underground labyrinth.
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After repelling the invading angels, Beatrice made sure no
one saw her and came here.

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\text("Beatrice")
...Haa.
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Once anxiety took hold, it didn't disappear so easily.

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When she was alone, the anxiety would swell up and linger...
and at the slightest trigger, it would start to ache again.

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\text("Beatrice")
...I should get back soon. It's all going to be settled
today, after all.
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She lightly touched a floating Kiramushi drifting in front
of her.
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The Kiramushi, like a well-trained dog or cat, landed on
Beatrice's finger.
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\text("Risbell")
...Do you like Kiramushi?
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\text("Beatrice")
Wha!?
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The moment she let out a startled cry, the Kiramushi flew
away as if to escape.
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The one who spoke from behind was Risbell.

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\text("Risbell")
...I thought you were talking to yourself again. So that's
what it was.
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\text("Beatrice")
Ah... no, this is...
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\text("Risbell")
Caym-sama really hates Kiramushi, doesn't he?

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\text("Beatrice")
Y-Yeah, he does. Even though they're so cute, right...?

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\text("Risbell")
Yes, they're cute.
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Risbell stared intently into Beatrice's eyes.

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\text("Risbell")
...What are you hiding?
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\text("Beatrice")
Uh... hiding? What do you mean...?
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It was obvious to anyone that she was playing dumb.

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Still, perhaps feeling guilty, Beatrice glanced at Risbell
with a somewhat apologetic look.

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\text("Risbell")
...Well, it's fine. Everyone's already gathered in the
throne room.

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\text("Beatrice")
I-I was just about to go, you know? But then you startled
me, Riz...
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\text("Risbell")
My apologies. But don't keep too many secrets.

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\text("Risbell")
If you go too far, you'll lose people's trust, you know?

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\text("Beatrice")
Okaaay...
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\text("Risbell")
...Do you really understand?
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With a sigh, Risbell headed toward Caym with Beatrice.

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She'd given her a warning, but would it really have any
effect on Beatrice?
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It's highly questionable.
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\text("Risbell")
(...It's not like I'm saying you can't have secrets...)

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The only reason to keep a harmless secret is if it would
only inconvenience yourself...
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Or perhaps, if revealing it might hurt someone else.

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Beatrice seemed to feel guilty, but even more than that, she
looked strongly resistant.

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\text("Risbell")
(It's actually more worrying when there's no malice...)
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....................
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......
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\text("Caym")
At last, the time for the final showdown has come.
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Caym, who had been sitting on the throne, stood up as he
said this.
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His piercing gaze swept over the soldiers of the Demon
Lord's army.
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\text("Caym")
This battle carries more weight than any before.

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\text("Caym")
Structa, the one who has manipulated the world from the
shadows and tried to bring us down...
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\text("Caym")
Unless we defeat that woman, the world we truly desire will
never come to be.
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\text("Caym")
Show them. Remind them that we are the ones who live in this
world.
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\text("Caym")
There's no reason outsiders from another world should get to
do as they please!
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A roar echoed, shaking the entire labyrinth.

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This will be the final battle with Structa.
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And the victors will be none other than Caym and his Demon
Lord army.
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\text("Caym")
All forces, move out!
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A thunderous roar and tremor. And the howls of monsters.

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Verlnya could feel it all through her very skin.
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\text("Verlnya")
...So this is a human body.
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Verlnya caught her breath at the battlefield air, prickling
and scorching her skin.
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Structa's power is overwhelming. No ordinary magic or
supernatural ability in this world could possibly stand
against her.
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But to fully wield that power in this world, a physical body
is required.
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Even so, it's still several levels weaker than her true
strength.
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And yet, even diminished, it's an overwhelming force by this
world's standards.
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More than enough to defeat the Demon Lord.
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\text("Verlnya")
...They're here.
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And so.
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Caym, leading his troops, arrived before Verlnya.

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\text("Caym")
Kept you waiting, didn't I, Verlnya?
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\text("Verlnya")
............
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That smile.
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The expression that made Verlnya, a Structa who shouldn't
even feel emotions, experience fear.

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A wicked grin, brimming with delight, with unfathomable
malice lurking beneath.
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\text("Beatrice")
...Caym, that thing's incarnated.
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\text("Caym")
Incarnation? I see... So you've finally gotten yourself a
body.

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―That makes things even more interesting.
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After all, now he could touch that body.
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\text("Verlnya")
...I'll defeat you here.
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\text("Caym")
Resist all you want. I'll allow it.

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\text("Verlnya")
(Why... Why can that man smile? Even facing me... facing
such overwhelming power, he can still smile...?)

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\text("Caym")
Because all your efforts, all your resistance... will be for
nothing.
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\text("Verlnya")
For nothing...? The ones wasting their time are you.

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\text("Verlnya")
Even if you defeat me, the people's minds won't change...

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\text("Verlnya")
No matter how many centuries pass, you will always be the
enemy of every human living in this world...

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\text("Verlnya")
We've shaped human consciousness and culture with our own
hands to make it so...
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\text("Verlnya")
Why can't you see that everything you're doing is
meaningless...!

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\text("Caym")
Heh... Not bad. For your first display of emotion, that's
impressive.
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\text("Verlnya")
...!
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Caym sneered.
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\text("Caym")
It's about time you understood. Everything you've done has
led to this result.

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By the time you realize it, it's already too late.
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The battle has already begun.
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\text("Caym")
Now, experience it for yourself...!
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