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[There's no vibrant smile when Sylvain opens the line. There isn't even a Sylvain for that matter. It's just text on a screen, a message carefully tapped out.]
Hey.
I'm looking to talk to someone who has left this place and come back again. Either actually leaving, or just that weird sleeping thing.
I... Have some questions. I could really use some help.
Hey.
I'm looking to talk to someone who has left this place and come back again. Either actually leaving, or just that weird sleeping thing.
I... Have some questions. I could really use some help.
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I've slept. I've progressed. I've remembered. Ask away.
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How do you do it?
Go through each day knowing that it could be your last, and that you won't remember anything that you cared about here?
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No, that's an unfair answer. I know for a fact that there are other worlds out there with similar properties, lands I forgot for decades and remembered in bits and pieces when I was brought here. That knowledge is its own sort of comfort. Even if I return home tomorrow and forget everyone, I may just as well find my way to another land and remember once more.
And even if I do not... Aerith told me, over a decade ago, that even we are apart and our minds forget, our hearts are connected. Experience and chance meetings have taught me that she was right. You might not remember exactly why you cared, but that feeling will remain, somehow.
Besides, we learn more and more about this world with each passing year. Perhaps we'll find a way to keep our memories before this all ends.
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[Some part of Sylvain wants to laugh about that. It sounds like something out of a storybook, rather than a concept that could ever be true. Yet even as that small fragment of him balks, the rest of him is oddly reassured. He remembered the moment he'd woken up back home, and the sadness that gripped him when he looked at Felix.
He hadn't been able to explain it at the time. Now that he's awake again here... he has to wonder if Cecil is onto something.]
Maybe you're onto something there. If nothing else, it's... nice to believe in, right?
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[The trick is figuring out the 'how', and possibly the 'why'.]
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And that's just our group. I do not doubt that there are even more powerful people here in their own rights.
... Maybe there's a chance.
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This would be much easier with direct access to the local 'divinities', of course, but Arceus is sadly not as easy to contact as Cosmos or Materia. We'd have to manage without.
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I just don't want to forget about it.
I've learned a lot even in a few months -- we all have. I don't want to forget it.
And I don't want other people to forget what I've told them.
I get the strangest feeling that Arceus wouldn't care, even if we tried.
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To ensure we can remember this land, the first step would be to find out why and how our memories are erased in the first place. Is it a side effect of traveling between worlds, is it a deliberate choice by the magic that has brought us here?
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That's usually how it is with gods. They pretend to have your best interest at heart, but...
Ah, never mind. Don't worry about it.
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For all of its power, Arceus remains a Pokémon. How much does it understand the hearts of humans, be they local or summoned?
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Dude.
Are you good?
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Stabbing the culprit a few times helped, mind you, but I've no doubt you can think of at least one reason why that is currently not an option for us in this world.
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[Sylvain makes a note to himself: Don't fuck with Cecil.]
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Besides, she chose warriors as her champions. We'd all seen worse before, even the children.