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So sweet, the madness, the chaos. Running like fools, but all you without purpose. Yes, I see you all so easily. Sobbing, scared, alarmed, happy, joyful, emerging. I know what I see. I can almost taste it. I can almost taste you.

Ah, but you do know, chaos is never forever.

Nothing is immortal.

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[goingberserk]

Oh so perfectly.

And you seem most joyous as of late, so I have noticed.

[goingberserk]

Do not misunderstand. I care for no one.

I am most excellent. The dark and the reactions are simply poetic.

[goingberserk]

Oh, but don't we have something in common, Demyx?

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Self-interest.