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| Morning
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Good morning, Professor. Did you dream of anything last night that requires confession? Sins committed in dreams are not so severe, so you can unburden yourself to me.
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| Afternoon
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It's my manga time now, so please don't bother me if there's nothing important. Or do you imply that you have some other way to ease my boredom?
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| Evening
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A night without sin or malice, a darkness without filth or impurity. Just how did you achieve this?
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| Night
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At these hours, even criminals ought to be asleep. Just what did you do to be punished, to toil endlessly like this?
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| Main Interface Voice
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Pfft... Hm? Ah, so you were here, Professor. It's nothing; I simply saw something amusing. These manga always helps me to forget those unclean things for a while, and also to recall some precious memories.
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Simply confess thy sins, and thou can be saved. Have thine prayers heard, and receive salvation. What a joke...
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Are you asleep? Oh leader of the Exiles, Professor of 42Lab... you must have seen countless acts of bloodshed and wrongdoing, yet I can't detect the unclean stench of such acts coming from you... could you be the one that I've been looking for?
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Are you heading out? I was just about to head to the firing range to limber up.
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| Interactive Voice
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Do you want to read this manga? I don't mind if you take it.
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Are you itching to get shot?
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Careful—the safety's off.
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| Relationship Dialogues
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These are my favorite guns. One is called Destiny, the other Salvation. Listen, this is the sound they make as they chamber rounds. You didn't think they were simple decorations, did you? I'd like you to hear them firing, if the chance comes up—it's even more marvelous than the sound of them chambering bullets.
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My job? I listen to confessions and grant salvation. I steer people towards righteousness and clean up the mess after the shooting's stopped. Other than that last task, the others are all just for show. When criminals confess their sins, they make themselves sound very innocent, so would they even need a counsellor like me to grant them absolution? They've already absolved themselves in their own minds. Dolls can't forgive their own sins, yet humans can do that easily enough. Oh yes, one more thing. When criminals seek to take justice into their own hands, there is one more thing that I have to do—BANG! Hehe, I didn't scare you, did I?
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They say that I ought to act like a proper preacher. I have to be kind, dignified, fair, saintly and reserved. How many people are really like that in this world anyway? Even a squeaky clean robot is going to grow mildew if you keep it in a filthy cage for long enough. Soaked in sin, bound by logic, stored in dark corners... now, I can smell the evil in a sinner's heart even when I hold my nose. The only way to soothe the frustration in my neural cloud is to cleanse that disgusting stench with my very own hands.
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I was once unaware of my own sins, but after she showed up, I came to realize what pain and suffering truly was. I finally learned the weight of shame and regret, and I realized why she longed for salvation. However... I'm afraid I no longer have any chances to absolve sins any further. What I do now, I do to try and make up for the past. The past can't be erased, but at least, I have to stop the gears of tragedy from moving any further... don't you agree?
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My neural cloud often replays video data from the past. The people there all look cruel, ugly, and seem to be laughing at me... Is this the punishment I deserve? All I can do is bear it and carry on—It cannot be washed away or made up for, not even in death. From reality to the cloud server, from the moment I wake until the moment I sleep, all I can do is ruminate on my past sins until someone else comes to absolve me... Will you be my savior, Professor?
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| Moods
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Hah???
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| Accept
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| Appreciate
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| Feeling
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| Oath
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Are you still willing to choose me, despite the sins that I still bear? I understand. Perhaps you ARE the one I have been waiting for. Please guide me, so that I may earn my salvation...
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| Obtain
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Special counsellor reporting. It seems there's nobody here who needs their confessions heard... Oh well, I'm glad to have free time. Please give me a larger room—I have lots of weapons and manga to put in it.
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| Neural Cloud
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Neural Cloud.
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