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 ====== Gallagher (Abundance, Fire) ======
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 A security officer from the Bloodhound Family in Penacony. He is also a slovenly and indolent drinksmith.\\
 Though unorganized in apparel and casual in how he makes his drinks, he is always courteous toward visiting guests but keeps his vigilance about him.\\
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 ==== Character Story: Part III ====
+//"There is only happiness in the sweet dream, which forms its greatest misfortune.//
+//These disillusioned individuals in the dream are terrified of The Family chasing them away. They wander like specters on the fringes of the Dreamscape, carefully concealing their emotions and avoiding memories that smell sour or bitter. Their defenses will only crumble during the brief moments after the imbibe the special mix as if they want to say everything they would ever want to say in the rest of their lives...//
+//'If people who look down on me lined up, the queue would be long enough to go around The Reverie three times. But those who are willing to treat me with respect... ⁎sigh⁎ There's one less of them every time one of them dies...'\\
+'Everyone daydreams. When I was your age, I aspired to become an intergalactic outlaw. The result is clear: The daydream shattered.'\\
+'You won't notice it when your tie is askew. In Penacony, no one cares about what others were. They don't even care if others are ⁎human⁎ or not.'\\
+...//
+//Their words ring hollow, often insincere and perfunctory, never revealing their true thoughts. However, that's the only way the story can feel real."//
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+— Note: Disillusioned Ones in the Dreamscape
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 ==== Character Story: Part IV ====
+//"During working hours, he presents himself as a seasoned and composed security officer. His prime has passed, he is more lenient, and his ambitions and aspirations have faded with the shattering of his dreams. After work, he would head to the familiar lounge to spend the long nights, mixing drinks for himself and longtime friends. As glasses clink, those conversations flow and fizzle like foams, then instantly disappear.//
+//He reminisces about the golden years when he yearned for freedom despite his captivity. Together, they fought against oppression, entrusting their lives to one another. They dreamed of a free land. They might die any moment, yet acted as if they already held countless wonderful tomorrows within their grasp. However, there were not enough of them to fight back. Familiar friends perished one by one. Ideals crumbled, and atrocities prevailed...//
+//'Is that something you lived through? You... you must be kidding, right?' The guest interrupts his gloomy soliloquy.\\
+'Of course not. How can it possibly be true?' He smiles and resumes his work.//
+//... Gallagher is my most truthful lie. Sometimes, I can't even distinguish between him and myself."//
+;;#
+Note: Gallagher
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