Chapter 2: The Hope of the Earth

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[In the library, a new page has appeared in the book:]

Even the fearsome Lich was once human. They say he was a member of the forest tribe, a curious sort of people with a tradition of masking their faces. They only reveal themselves to their most intimate acquaintanes, you see. When he was a man, the Lich was in love with the prettiest,

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[in the Crypt cabin, Kuchiha is currently curled up on her bed. the beading of the sweat from...fever? probably doesn't bode well for her current condition.]

...ah, what's that?

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[At hearing your voice, the monster shrieks and curls back, attempting to hide its 'face' with its free arm]

No! Not. Not without my mask!

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Mask? Then will you go away?

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I need it.

I must erase my shame.

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[sighs, turning back to the first room and its mask, to bring it back with her.]

Oh, fine.

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[You receive the Plague Mask]

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[brings the Plauge Mask back and holds it up]

Here. That what you wanted?

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[The Lich reaches out to grab the mask, but its hand passes through it. It begins to sob.]

B'aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww

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Not so much. Fine! Hold on...

[tromps back to the mask tomb, then goes to examine the feather thing: is IT a mask?]

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[You receive Phoenix Down!]

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[...a very pretty feather. right. tucks it in a sleeve, then goes to the last room she hasn't explored yet.]

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[You find a skeleton arranged in a peaceful repose. An elaborate mask rests where its skull should be.]

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[well, it's certainly fancy. taking it back to the litch!]

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[Second verse, same as the first. He's physically incapable of grasping the mask.]

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[oh, what the hell]

But there aren't any more masks in here!

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I'm going to be like this FOREVER baaaaaaaaawwwwhaawhaaaahawwwwwww

[It's. Not very helpful.]