Firma:

Aeris is gone.
Aeris will no longer talk, no longer laugh, cry... or get angry...
What about us...
What are WE supposed to do?
What about my pain?
My fingers are tingling.
My mouth is dry.
My eyes are burning!
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I am the chosen one. I have been chosen to be the leader of this planet. I have orders to take this planet back from you, stupid people, for the Cetra. What am I supposed to be sad about?
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