Reporter |
Yes, on location flying a few kilometers away from the skies of Port Edwards.... |
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Oh, we’re live? |
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A lot of black smoke is rising from Port Edwards. |
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In the skies above it, |
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the shapes of countless fighters that sortied from both the Neucom and General Resource corporations’ bases are... oh! |
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It’s another explosion! |
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What a dreadful sound that was! |
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Everyone, if my voice reaches.... |
Announcer |
Yes, this is the studio. |
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To sum up the reports here once more, |
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we will repeat that. |
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This afternoon, at Port Edwards, USEA, General Resource and Neucom have broken into a state of hostilities. |
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And that battle is still ongoing. |
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The NUN—the Neo United Nations, |
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in order to resolve the situation, |
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has decided to dispatch UPEO’s peacekeeping forces.... |
(Ouroboros) |
We already possess the technology for the purpose of allowing all mankind to exceed its limits, and |
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are preparing it. |
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—cast aside the flesh! |
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This is a revolution done to set lives free. |
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And now, we will declare. |
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Sublimation of all mankind—that is |
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the one and only truth that will advance our lives into a new generation! |
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This technology is not a dream. |
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Perhaps we should show you a piece of evidence. |
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—Dision! |
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This man, due to a General Resource trick 10 years ago, completely lost his flesh. |
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...and yet, as a life in the Electrosphere, |
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he certainly exists even now. |
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Indeed, the “Will”, organized by the powers that came to be called by the names of “Life”, “Mind”, and “Consciousness” which we all equally hide from the start, |
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made not a limit of the frail existence known as Flesh and such, after all. |
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And this truth we |
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came to hand down as information from prehistoric times. |
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We need not look back to history——. |
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As for the existence of Life without the limit of Flesh, |
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we transformed in this way. |
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That is, “the new image of mankind.” |
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And so, above human history, |
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Dision was reborn into the first life without flesh. |
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We install him as the Leader of the Beginning, and |
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put this revolution into action! |
(Ouroboros) |
Well now, let us, we the Ouroboros, introduce our leader, Abyssal Dision. |
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Dision |
Our rise to action, many people still seem to be misunderstanding. |
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Certainly, the things people are seeing at the present point |
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are little more than that mutual killing so familiar to mankind, after all. |
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However, that is all we shall say for now. |
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The forces that the organizations known as General Resource, Neucom, and UPEO and |
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the war they carry out even now, |
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are the entrances for the revolution we hope for. |
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Indeed, for us, the true enemies |
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The forces that the organizations known as General Resource, Neucom, and UPEO and |
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When this revolution is complete, what we, no, all mankind will grasp |
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will not be powers like these at all. |
Rena |
It’s been a while... hasn’t it? |
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Remember me? |
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We were in SARF together—it’s Rena. |
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Wow, to think I’d meet you again with you showing up like this.... |
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But... I sort of had a feeling that somewhere... you’d surely come to help us with his battle, too. |
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—hey. |
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We two are similar; |
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way back when... I said that in a message, you know? |
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Back then, I didn’t even know why I did, myself. |
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But were those feelings definitely teaching me about today, I wonder? |
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Things have come to bitter fighting, but |
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let’s both of us put our own wings to good use with the best of our abilities, for his sake. |
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Dision |
The will of we the Ouroboros—. |
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Using the many media that connect this world, we have already been able to announce it more than enough. |
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All that remains is implementation.... |
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Indeed... it’s not for everyone. |
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We ourselves, each of us, with our wings, |
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should reveal it for those who can only look up at the sky from the ground, shouldn’t we? |
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I have already sunk the rules of the previous age named Nascimento. |
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And next, for the gang that covets new wealth in the name of science... punishment! |
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For you, the most powerful new Aerocoffin “Game” has been prepared. |
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Now fly—ye servants of Ouroboros. |