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[nearly_the_best]

Ten days left for October 1st. Whatever shall happen, we must be prepared for just anything.

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[handsofakiller]

We're going home.

We're finally going home.

I can't wait to see my kids again. I can't wait to set them free.

[nearly_the_best]

...That is one of the possibilities.

[handsofakiller]

I think it has to be true. I've been seeing them everywhere. I turn around and a stranger's face becomes the General's. I wake up in the morning and I'm not in Moji's bedroom; I'm in my barracks back home with the sun outside my window and roaches on my back. I sit down to read a book and my kids are sitting next to me. They're talking to me. They're smiling. They're alive.

Or maybe I've finally gone insane. I don't know. I don't know anymore.

But I choose to believe we're going home.

I hope Spock...I hope he remembers me.

[nearly_the_best]

If that is what you wish to believe, by any means, keep believing. There is no use for despair in our current situation.

Just remember that dying here might not grant you the chance to go back home. As long as you keep this fact in mind, you should be fine.

[chisonooggi]

Do you...do you think that if...if we go home, then things that we've done in the past will still stay with us?

Or do we have to continue on the same path that we were on?

[nearly_the_best]

If you returned home, it is improbable that you will remember anything of what you have learned here.

[chisonooggi]

Why?

[nearly_the_best]

People who came from different timelines have confirmed this.