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"Tell me," Iroha says, grin wide as always. "Would you want to do this in every world?"
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"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Aisha asks, looking Sweet Trick up and down. She doesn't sound as shocked as she though she'd be.
Iroha answers far quicker than she thought she would. She didn't think she'd be real again. "I was," she says truthfully. "I thought I was. I don't know why I'm back."
Aisha hums, then shrugs. "Well, no matter." And in a flash, Shattered Heart stands in her place. "Do you want to pick up where we left off?"
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You're in a long hallway in castle. And at the end of that hallway is a dungeon. And in the depths of that dungeon is a Jester. You're here to slay her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world.
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"You're good at this!" Iroha shouts, twirling her racket around. "You sure you're not tired yet?"
Aisha catches her breathe for a moment, and she can't help but smile. "Oh, I'm just getting started."
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Over and over, again and again. Loving and Fighting, two ends of the balance. Softness and Sharpness brought out into the open.
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"Of course I would," Aisha says, smiling back. "I wouldn't have it any other way."