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 ==== Character Story: Part III ====
+Sixty seconds on the clock, a minute until words vanish completely.\\
+When the victor of this Phantasmoon Games announced this miracle, most people just dismissed it as a farce.\\
+They looked up, ready to witness this folly.
+seconds left. Epic, action-packed comic book battle lines spill from the pages.\\
+//"We quit! You come up with your own battle sounds!"//\\
+The people of Planarcadia burst out laughing.
+seconds left. The escaped words are reborn. They sprout limbs, gaining meaning beyond mere symbols—\\
+The word "Blade" races, glinting through the streets. The "Spear" and "Bullet" join forces, becoming indiscriminate killers tearing across the roads.\\
+Libraries, home bookshelves, coffee shops... And endless torrent of words come flooding in, with nowhere to hide.\\
+And still, even more terrifying words are breaking free from their shells.
+seconds left. Anguished screaming and wailing echoes throughout Planarcadia.\\
+The "Demon King of the Century," the "Master of Destruction," the "Sisters of Reticence"... Born from the entertainment industry's books, they feed on people's terror.\\
+They take the form of devils hovering above Planarcadia, directing this apocalyptic Euphoria.
+seconds left. As all the Code sneak away, digital devices go dark, Planarcadia's defensive facilities shut down completely, security officers fall in great numbers.
+seconds left. The girl fighting on all fronts halted, staring at the human world turned into purgatory. She seems to have come to a decision.
+seconds left. A flash of extraordinary radiance. The Ambrosial Arbor in the courtyard lowered its endless branches from the void and grabbed the rampaging word monsters.
+seconds left. A cool smile plays on the girl's face as she watches the branches drain the life from the words, leaving them floating like withered leaves.
+seconds left. A crimson blade flashes through the air, severing the symbols. Afterward, the severed symbols are then woven into a reborn language for future generations.
+A minute later, the Phantasmoon Games resumed normally. But the world appears aged, yellowed. The earth cracked opn, mountains and valleys diminished into dust, and a sorrowful girl fell from the sky.
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 ==== Character Story: Part IV ====
+The Phantasmoon dims, and she drifts back into the embrace of dreams.\\
+In those endless dreams, fragments both strange and familiar rise then settle.
+She dreamed of a single tear.\\
+A ceaseless tune rang in her ears, its melody swaying her as she lamented her dying kin.\\
+No matter how hard she tried to save them, they relentlessly peaked at youth, froze, and plummeted into old age. Their tears falling on her hands were searing.
+She dreamed once again of gloriously marching to war.\\
+Her kin had come to call her the "Swordsinger." The blade to cut through all obstacles, the song to comfort her people. She vowed to overturn their fate and bless them with eternal life.\\
+She was tireless on her quest for the elixir. Yet behind her hurried steps, death followed like a shadow.\\
+Using life itself as fuel, the slender hands tending the mystical garden finally extended her a branch of favor.
+Memories of life and death stirred her awake once more.\\
+Driven by unmatched pride, she had charged thoughtlessly into the forbidden territory of the Alliance Fleet.\\
+Only afterward did she consider how effortlessly the opponent in front of her could parry her sword. Like dry leaves faced with encroaching wildfire, she too was at a loss in front of this blaze.\\
+When she lost by the slimmest of margins, her other self mocks:
+//"Why resist what you truly are?"//\\
+She saw a giant tree, eternally immortal even as its surroundings were devoured and reduced to nothing but piles of bleached bones.
+Yet before the Dreamscape could murmur its reply, she had already broken free of its unending embrace.\\
+She heard clamoring beyond the courtyard, a noise that chased away the terror born of deathly silence.\\
+Seated upon the golden treetop, once more, she reached out her hand toward the mortal world:
+//"Is that even a question? If I turned into something like you, how could I keep up with Fluffy Across the Blue's latest updates!?"//