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After the Inganock 01
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@„Ÿ„ŸAfter he'd finally climbed the Golden Spiral Staircase...
@„Ÿ„ŸIn the released Fantastic City...


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@ Hello, my friends.
@ Are any of you going to learn my name?
@ My name is Randolph.
@ I've finally fallen into the midst of madness, so my body can only produce respectable thought alongside respectable intellect around once a month. I don't find it especially vexing or humiliating, so you need not worry.
@ I am Randolph, the madman.
@ No one knows what I desire, let alone what I'm doing.

@ My goal is to attain the shining "Silver Engine," but that's a long and hard road.
I learned a long time ago that I won't get my wish by simply digging holes.
@ I may not have been able to find it in this Fantastic City, but...
@ I don't regret that.

@ If this is your first time, then it's best you learn my name. My intellect definitely won't betray me or force me to feel regret. I won't stop until I've attained all knowledge, from Celaeno to Hyades, because I embody the means by which one lives within madness.
@ Especially if you happen to be Seikyouan.
@ Especially if you happen to have an interest in the Fantastic City.

@ Yes, the Fantastic City.
@ There is a City that was once called that.

@ The people probably call it Inganock.

@ A secluded City, filled with forty-one voices and countless emotions. A place the sOld Onest were driven into by the lights of civilization.
@ It's different now.
@ It's different now.

@„Ÿ„ŸYes.
@„Ÿ„ŸYes it is, my friends.

@ Inganock has already been released.
@ In Inganock's tenth year as a Fantastic City, probably the 534th or 535th year by the Allied Kings and Nobles' reckoning, the forty-one voices were released.
So this place is no longer fit to be called the Fantastic City.

@ The Complete Environment City Inganock, isolated from the outside world by the sRevivalt ten years ago. Though for those on the outside, it was about two years ago. Although countless fantasies are still there even now, there are no longer any Creatures or mutations.

@ Anyone can leave the City, and anyone can enter it, now that the Infinite Mist surrounding it has disappeared. That is, if you have the courage to step into the "Once Fantastic City" where mutated people live. Still, the means Inganock developed to live through its ten secluded years, namely Crack Engines and other Engine technologies, seem to be exceedingly fascinating for the people of the outside world. Especially for those who wield the blade of authority.

@ Now then, that doesn't matter at all.

@ There are people who try to escape from the City.
@ There are people who try to step into the City.

@ And I dig holes.
@ Deep underground, within the enormous Tier Plates and columns of the laketop City of Inganock, is my "hole-digging earth." Everything that takes place up above is utterly meaningless to me. I couldn't care less if the Alliance, which Inganock happens to be a part of on all the maps, and the far-off Central Northern Empire try to send someone here. Even if it happens to be a visitor from Seikyou, it makes no difference.

@ Everything I can see with my own eyes is the truth. Every reality I can't see with my own eyes is just an obstruction for me, Randolph.

@ Now then, now then...

@ My friends, you probably already know all about the Golden Spiral Staircase.
@ Do you still remember the people who tried to climb it?
@ Do you still remember the people who stood by their sides?
@ I remember.
@ I'm sure you remember too.

@ So today, I shall speak of her.
@ A story about she who lived in Inganock before it changed, after it changed, and even after it was released. A story about she who literally lost everything from the time of the sRevival.t

@ She who was once a cat called the Black Cat.
@ She who survived a harsh life as a Runner for ten years in the warped Fantastic City. A story about she who stood beside, snuggled with, and lived with the man who reached the end of the Golden Spiral Staircase„Ÿ„Ÿa "person" who has lost all of those truths and memories.

@ She's passing the days in Inganock's eleventh year.
@ Just as she did in the Fantastic City without seasons.

@ She knows who she is, but that's not the truth.
@ She can remember her father's and mother's faces. She can remember her real name, her childhood, the faces of friends she met in her primary educational facility, even the faces of her grandparents.
@ But that's wrong. That's not the truth. She lost something precious, and yet she didn't fall into madness like me. This is a story about her. She who passes her days standing agape at the dregs of Inganock, changed by the flow of time into an unfamiliar Fantastic City.

@ People live in the present.
@ Even for me, whose memory is an uncertain and ambiguous thing, no less warped than my madness...for me, only what I can see with my own eyes is reality.

@„Ÿ„ŸNow then...
@„Ÿ„ŸNow I shall speak of she who lives within reality.

@„Ÿ„ŸClear your ears.
@„Ÿ„ŸCan't you hear it? At the end of the Golden Spiral Staircase„Ÿ„Ÿ







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