﻿\setgamedatatitle("Final Chapter: Throne of the Void\nDepth 2")

\text("Verlnya")
The King of Slumber is, relatively speaking, a being quite
close to a Structor.
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\text("Verlnya")
She exists by generating a physical body with her own dense
magical power.
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\text("Risbell")
So her spawn are pretty much the same thing, right?

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\text("Verlnya")
Her predatory organs... those are also a part of her body.

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Risbell and Caym, along with Beatrice, called Verlnya to the
office to gather information about the King of Slumber.

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At present, the only real sources of information about the
King of Slumber were these Structors.

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Most of what remained in ancient texts was the same as the
legends of Lusario, and nothing detailed was known.

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Given that she once destroyed Nilt... wiped out the
civilization of that land, it's a miracle that anything
survived at all.
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\text("Caym")
With magic power... then, if I monopolize her magic...

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\text("Verlnya")
If you could kill me with your power, then yes, it would be
possible.

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\text("Caym")
I see... but with you, the best I could do is drain your
magic and keep you from moving.
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\text("Verlnya")
That also assumes I've incarnated and my abilities have
weakened.
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\text("Caym")
Ugh...
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\text("Beatrice")
Besides, the quality and density of her magic is so
different, there's no guarantee Caym could even monopolize
it.
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\text("Caym")
That's where my genius technique comes in...
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\text("Risbell")
We can't afford to bet everything on something with no
guarantee of success.
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\text("Risbell")
And... we can't keep putting all the burden on you,
Caym-sama.
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\text("Verlnya")
............
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\text
Verlnya watched the three of them, observing their deep
thought with interest.
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\text
Watching these Diabolica, she found herself filled with one
question after another.
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\text("Beatrice")
...What?
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\text("Verlnya")
It was the same when you fought me.
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\text("Caym")
What was?
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\text("Verlnya")
When faced with an overwhelmingly powerful enemy... why do
you even think to fight?
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\text("Verlnya")
That emotion... yes, fear. Don't you feel it?

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At Verlnya's question, Caym and the others exchanged
glances.
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\text("Risbell")
Of course we do!

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\text("Beatrice")
Huh?
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\text("Caym")
Nope.
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\text("Risbell")
You two are the weird ones!
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\text("Verlnya")
...Which one is correct?
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\text("Caym")
Both are valid feelings. There's no such thing as a wrong
emotion.
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\text("Verlnya")
...I can understand feeling fear. But not having it at all―I
can't comprehend that.

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\text("Caym")
It's not that I don't have it. Even I've felt fear before.


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―This man has?
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Verlnya naturally turned a curious gaze toward Caym.

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\text("Caym")
I'll never forget it. It's the most terrifying memory I
have.
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\text("Risbell")
So you actually had something like that.
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\text("Caym")
It was a mistake of youth. That old hag drugged me and, of
all things, she tried to put my...

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Caym's words trailed off at a strange point.

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\text("Caym")
Forget it. My story ends here.
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\text("Caym")
Honestly, I'd love to just hand that memory over to the King
of Slumber.
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\text("Verlnya")
............?
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\text("Caym")
Anyway, why are you asking about this? Don't tell me―are you
the one feeling fear now?

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\text("Verlnya")
...Me, feeling fear?
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Questioned by Caym, Verlnya fell into thought.

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It was just a question. Why did she even want to ask about
that?

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Suddenly, what floated into her mind was the ending where
the King of Slumber erases everything.
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Her own disappearance... death. At the same time, it created
noise within her.
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\text("Verlnya")
There's static running through me, and my body trembles...
Is this what you call fear?

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\text("Caym")
...That's right. Looks like you understand it well enough.

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\text("Verlnya")
I felt this even when I was fighting you.

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\text("Caym")
And yet, you still fought me, didn't you? That's one of the
answers I mentioned earlier.

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\text("Verlnya")
............
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\text("Caym")
You feared death, but still wished to live, didn't you?

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\text("Caym")
Most people who fight despite their fear do it for that
reason.
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\text("Verlnya")
...I see. That was helpful.
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Risbell and Beatrice exchanged glances.

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It was a scene unimaginable from Verlnya, who had always
been so negative about emotions.

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Then, Verlnya's gaze suddenly turned to Beatrice.

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\text("Verlnya")
...Were you the same way?
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\text("Beatrice")
...Yes, that's right. In my case, I just really wanted to
live together with Caym.

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\text("Caym")
...What are you talking about?
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\text("Beatrice")
It's an important girl talk. Boys aren't allowed to listen.

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As she said that, Beatrice glanced at Verlnya for just a
moment―
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Verlnya caught her meaning and gave a small nod in return.

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\text("Caym")
...I don't get it.
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\text("Margaretta")
Excuse me.
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At that moment, Margaretta appeared with a stern expression.

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\text("Caym")
What's wrong?
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\text("Margaretta")
The Dream Eaters have appeared again. Reports say they're
rampaging all over the place.
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The moment Caym heard this, he immediately turned on his
heel.
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\text("Caym")
I see... In that case, we're heading straight for the
underground cavern. Gather the troops!

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\text("Risbell")
Yes, sir!
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