Prologue

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Every time I grab this sword, I see a different reality. The time in this one stop and keeps going in the other one.

Every time I grab this sword, I feel different. It almost feels like I am another person. A person that isn't human.

Every time I grab this sword I panic. Those creatures look terrifying to me.

Every time I grab this sword, I feel sick of all those impressions.

Every time I grab this sword, I feel like I get to know Diana. The person that I actually am.

Hi. I would like to tell you who I am. But I actually don't know. All I know is that I was found in the garbage. Some people tried to help me growing up. But most of the time they threw me away like trash. Actually, I must be dead by now. Somehow, I am still alive, and I think I should try to figure out why I'm still alive. Would you like to listen to my story?

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