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"He is haunted... by his friends. All his precious companions and their deaths. Eight years ago, he had friends he cared about very much. Friends he would give his life for. Their names were... Shinya Hiiragi, Norito Goshi, Mito Jujo, Sayuri Hanayori, Shigure Yukimi. But they all died.... Oh, they died all right. And then they were revived.
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
But the world does not permit the dead to come back. It was a presumption that angered a petty god. The price of their return was great. Very, very great. Can you guess what it was? All the adult humans of the world were killed by a virus. Ever since, Guren Ichinose... has been haunted by that sin and its price."
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Date: 2018-06-07 03:53 (UTC)[For the potions, and for not worrying him. He shifts, standing up again, and places a hand on his hip.]
Just to put you at some ease, I'm not trying these things alone in my room or something. It's with supervision, just to make sure nothing goes wrong. So you rest easy, too.
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Date: 2018-06-08 01:25 (UTC)[Minato nods comfortable, leaning against the stairs. And quietly:]
I'm going to go back to bed, I think. But... thanks for coming by to check on me.
[And for not yelling as much as Guren totally could've for that.]