"Y̳o̳u̳ ̳a̳r̳e̳ ̳t̳o̳o̳ ̳h̳a̳r̳d̳ ̳o̳n̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳s̳e̳l̳f̳.̳". 𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲? 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱. 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘇𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝘀. 𝗪𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗱, 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱, 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗜𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝘁𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵. 𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗦𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆. 𝗧𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗸, 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘂𝘀? 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲? 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. C̳o̳u̳l̳d̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳ ̳b̳e̳ ̳c̳e̳l̳e̳b̳r̳a̳t̳e̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳f̳o̳r̳ ̳u̳s̳?̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳w̳o̳u̳l̳d̳ ̳m̳e̳a̳n̳ ̳a̳ ̳l̳o̳t̳.̳
Hm! The words yoU sing. Are very kind!・・・𝛾
T̳h̳e̳n̳ ̳p̳e̳r̳h̳a̳p̳s̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳ ̳c̳o̳u̳l̳d̳ ̳b̳e̳ ̳p̳e̳r̳s̳u̳a̳d̳e̳d̳?̳ ̳T̳o̳ ̳j̳o̳i̳n̳ ̳u̳s̳ ̳i̳n̳ ̳s̳o̳n̳g̳.̳ ̳I̳t̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳a̳l̳r̳i̳g̳h̳t̳ ̳i̳f̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳ ̳d̳o̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳k̳n̳o̳w̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳w̳o̳r̳d̳s̳.̳ ̳K̳i̳n̳d̳n̳e̳s̳s̳ ̳i̳s̳ ̳n̳o̳t̳ ̳c̳o̳n̳s̳i̳g̳n̳e̳d̳ ̳t̳o̳ ̳a̳ ̳s̳m̳a̳l̳l̳ ̳n̳u̳m̳b̳e̳r̳ ̳o̳f̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳m̳.̳ ̳O̳r̳ ̳a̳n̳y̳ ̳a̳t̳ ̳a̳l̳l̳.̳ ̳J̳u̳s̳t̳ ̳a̳ ̳s̳i̳n̳g̳l̳e̳ ̳s̳o̳l̳i̳t̳a̳r̳y̳ ̳s̳i̳l̳e̳n̳t̳ ̳a̳c̳t̳ ̳o̳f̳ ̳k̳i̳n̳d̳n̳e̳s̳s̳.̳ ̳Y̳o̳u̳ ̳c̳a̳n̳ ̳j̳o̳i̳n̳ ̳u̳s̳ ̳i̳n̳ ̳h̳a̳r̳m̳o̳n̳y̳.̳ ̳O̳n̳e̳ ̳g̳o̳o̳d̳ ̳d̳e̳e̳d̳.̳ ̳T̳o̳ ̳c̳h̳a̳n̳g̳e̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳w̳o̳r̳l̳d̳.̳
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Haha! I already am. There are The SlUmbering Ones Under the waves in my home town. I hear their whispers! And. I sing with them.・・・𝛾
T̳h̳e̳n̳ ̳l̳e̳t̳ ̳t̳h̳a̳t̳ ̳f̳a̳m̳i̳l̳i̳a̳r̳ ̳r̳e̳q̳u̳i̳e̳m̳ ̳r̳e̳j̳o̳i̳c̳e̳.̳ ̳ T̳h̳e̳ ̳c̳h̳o̳i̳r̳ ̳t̳o̳u̳c̳h̳e̳s̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳h̳e̳a̳v̳e̳n̳l̳y̳ ̳s̳k̳i̳e̳s̳ ̳a̳n̳d̳ ̳s̳t̳i̳r̳s̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳s̳u̳r̳f̳a̳c̳e̳s̳ ̳o̳f̳ ̳e̳v̳e̳r̳y̳ ̳s̳h̳o̳r̳e̳ ̳l̳i̳f̳t̳e̳d̳ ̳e̳v̳e̳r̳ ̳o̳n̳w̳a̳r̳d̳s̳ ̳b̳y̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳v̳o̳i̳c̳e̳.̳ ̳ T̳h̳e̳ ̳g̳r̳a̳t̳i̳t̳u̳d̳e̳ ̳w̳i̳l̳l̳ ̳a̳l̳w̳a̳y̳s̳ ̳c̳r̳a̳d̳l̳e̳ ̳y̳o̳u̳r̳ ̳s̳o̳u̳n̳d̳ ̳a̳n̳d̳ ̳f̳u̳r̳n̳i̳s̳h̳ ̳i̳t̳ ̳o̳n̳t̳o̳ ̳t̳h̳e̳ ̳s̳t̳a̳r̳s̳.̳
"= #celebrating. ="
T̲h̲e̲r̲e̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲a̲n̲o̲t̲h̲e̲r̲ ̲w̲e̲ ̲c̲e̲l̲e̲b̲r̲a̲t̲e̲ ̲w̲h̲o̲ ̲s̲h̲a̲r̲e̲s̲ ̲y̲o̲u̲r̲ ̲l̲i̲k̲e̲n̲e̲s̲s̲.̲ ̲ A̲n̲d̲.̲ ̲ Y̲o̲u̲r̲ ̲k̲i̲n̲d̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲e̲n̲t̲h̲u̲s̲i̲a̲s̲m̲.̲ ̲ H̲e̲ ̲l̲i̲v̲e̲s̲ ̲o̲n̲ ̲a̲n̲o̲t̲h̲e̲r̲ ̲d̲i̲s̲t̲a̲n̲t̲ ̲s̲h̲o̲r̲e̲.̲ ̲O̲n̲e̲ ̲t̲h̲a̲t̲ ̲n̲e̲v̲e̲r̲ ̲s̲h̲a̲r̲e̲s̲ ̲a̲ ̲s̲i̲n̲g̲l̲e̲ ̲w̲a̲t̲e̲r̲'̲s̲ ̲d̲r̲o̲p̲ ̲w̲i̲t̲h̲ ̲y̲o̲u̲r̲ ̲w̲o̲r̲l̲d̲.̲ ̲H̲e̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲c̲a̲l̲l̲e̲d̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲r̲e̲.̲.̲.̲D̲a̲r̲b̲a̲s̲.̲ ̲D̲o̲ ̲y̲o̲u̲ ̲k̲n̲o̲w̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲o̲n̲e̲?̲ ̲O̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲t̲a̲p̲e̲s̲t̲r̲y̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲b̲u̲r̲n̲s̲ ̲t̲h̲a̲t̲ ̲m̲a̲r̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲f̲l̲e̲s̲h̲.̲ ̲O̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲s̲h̲i̲e̲l̲d̲ ̲h̲e̲ ̲d̲o̲n̲s̲ ̲u̲p̲o̲n̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲f̲a̲c̲e̲ ̲f̲o̲r̲ ̲p̲u̲r̲s̲u̲i̲t̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲ ̲c̲r̲a̲f̲t̲'̲s̲ ̲c̲o̲m̲p̲l̲e̲t̲i̲o̲n̲.̲ ̲ F̲o̲r̲ ̲a̲ ̲h̲e̲a̲t̲ ̲t̲h̲a̲t̲ ̲r̲i̲v̲a̲l̲s̲ ̲s̲u̲n̲s̲,̲ ̲a̲l̲l̲ ̲e̲n̲d̲e̲a̲v̲o̲r̲e̲d̲ ̲a̲n̲d̲ ̲i̲n̲ ̲p̲u̲r̲s̲u̲i̲t̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲g̲l̲o̲r̲i̲o̲u̲s̲ ̲c̲r̲e̲a̲t̲i̲o̲n̲.̲ ̲A̲ ̲c̲h̲a̲r̲r̲e̲d̲ ̲s̲o̲o̲t̲-̲c̲o̲v̲e̲r̲e̲d̲ ̲t̲h̲i̲n̲g̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲w̲r̲e̲n̲c̲h̲e̲d̲ ̲f̲r̲e̲e̲ ̲i̲n̲t̲o̲ ̲g̲l̲o̲v̲e̲d̲ ̲h̲a̲n̲d̲s̲.̲ ̲ I̲t̲ ̲s̲e̲t̲t̲l̲e̲s̲ ̲i̲n̲t̲o̲ ̲w̲a̲t̲e̲r̲ ̲a̲n̲d̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲c̲o̲o̲l̲e̲d̲ ̲w̲i̲t̲h̲ ̲a̲ ̲v̲i̲o̲l̲e̲n̲t̲ ̲r̲a̲t̲t̲l̲i̲n̲g̲ ̲h̲i̲s̲s̲.̲ ̲D̲a̲r̲b̲a̲s̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲u̲n̲s̲u̲r̲e̲ ̲w̲h̲a̲t̲ ̲t̲o̲ ̲m̲a̲k̲e̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲m̲e̲t̲a̲l̲.̲ ̲I̲f̲ ̲i̲t̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲t̲e̲m̲p̲e̲r̲e̲d̲ ̲e̲n̲o̲u̲g̲h̲ ̲y̲e̲t̲.̲ ̲I̲f̲ ̲i̲t̲ ̲w̲i̲l̲l̲ ̲o̲n̲e̲ ̲d̲a̲y̲ ̲b̲e̲ ̲u̲s̲e̲d̲ ̲f̲o̲r̲ ̲v̲i̲o̲l̲e̲n̲c̲e̲.̲ ̲O̲r̲ ̲i̲n̲ ̲d̲e̲f̲e̲n̲s̲e̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲i̲n̲n̲o̲c̲e̲n̲t̲.̲ ̲I̲f̲ ̲i̲t̲ ̲w̲i̲l̲l̲ ̲l̲i̲v̲e̲ ̲a̲ ̲l̲o̲n̲g̲ ̲a̲n̲d̲ ̲w̲e̲a̲t̲h̲e̲r̲e̲d̲ ̲l̲i̲f̲e̲.̲ ̲O̲r̲ ̲s̲h̲a̲t̲t̲e̲r̲ ̲o̲n̲ ̲f̲i̲r̲s̲t̲ ̲i̲m̲p̲a̲c̲t̲ ̲w̲i̲t̲h̲ ̲i̲t̲s̲ ̲i̲n̲i̲t̲i̲a̲l̲ ̲b̲r̲o̲o̲d̲i̲n̲g̲ ̲t̲r̲i̲a̲l̲.̲ ̲T̲h̲e̲r̲e̲ ̲a̲r̲e̲ ̲n̲o̲n̲e̲ ̲o̲f̲ ̲t̲h̲o̲s̲e̲ ̲w̲h̲e̲r̲e̲ ̲h̲e̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲f̲r̲o̲m̲.̲ ̲ H̲e̲ ̲i̲s̲ ̲u̲n̲s̲u̲r̲e̲ ̲w̲h̲y̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲c̲o̲m̲p̲a̲r̲i̲s̲o̲n̲ ̲c̲a̲m̲e̲ ̲t̲o̲ ̲m̲i̲n̲d̲.̲ ̲W̲h̲e̲r̲e̲ ̲t̲h̲e̲ ̲p̲h̲r̲a̲s̲e̲ ̲p̲e̲r̲s̲i̲s̲t̲s̲.̲ ̲W̲h̲y̲.̲ ̲O̲r̲.̲ ̲W̲h̲o̲.̲ ̲T̲e̲k̲r̲a̲s̲.̲ ̲I̲s̲.̲
"= oh, you know so much, don't you. it's nice to be told as such directly. hm, i had indeed grown to be aware of such a troll, though, well, i have to say, we have barely given eachother a conversation, our perspectives don't interact very well. in the bubbles at least, i did look. =" "= impressive to remember, though i suppose it isn't much for you all. i know there is a hivemind, but i must have stumbled onto the particular side of you that remember my lineage. isn't that a pleasant reunion of sorts. the metallic analogy is certainly one to think about, also. ="