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...let's go, Seth. Everyone's waiting.

Father? ...no, it can't be. Father wouldn't visit me on his own accord. Right, Umbrella Man?

The Ink Princess wasn't kept in Paper Prison for long. The Paper Princess befriended the Ink Princess, and they became dearest of friends. Thus, the Ink Princess became the happiest person in the world. This is my ending for this story!

Boredom's the worst, isn't it?

The oldest memory I have is of locking myself in the laboratory for three days, terrified of the workers.

C is a good person. He doesn't deserve it.

I haven't read most of these books anyway. But when I mention these titles, people think I'm smart.

I don't think mashing chords in the middle of the night would help this time.

No need for formalities, I'm just a mere human!

Since the Oracle became a part of me, my dreams always take place here. A pitch-black land where time does not exist.

I talked to god today.

The tenants hate me. They say they don't, but I know how it actually is. Felix's afraid of me. The others act like I don't exist. Only Aiden is on my side, but he was brainwashed into it.

But as the time went by, he became more and more unstable, spiraling further into insanity with every passing day. And look at him now, scavenging my former bodies to make dolls out of them.

Hi, everyone! Welcome to our daily program, the Execution Hour!

Let's bury him later, okay?

This is what happens when you become tainted with ugly colors.

It's not true, Anri. I chose everyone. I don't want someone to suffer because of my choice.

I don't think mashing chords in the middle of the night would help this time.

And you ended up getting humiliated, beaten up and almost raped by the inhabitants. Congrats.

Hey... Don't make me a murderer...