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[strangerpeople]

FINAL TRIAL

[When the doors open, the killed also find themselves allowed into the Room of Reckoning as well. And - similar to the living - they, too, have a table, with their own names and places and sitting pillows. They, too, receive the note on their phones with a ping.

The dead, however, have something else that the living do not have.

They can see that there is someone sitting on the gold pillow by the stairs.]

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[cyclicalconcept]

My existence...I'm capable of having pieces of me split off, when I need it to happen. Each piece being it's own soul, because once, many of those pieces were once living creatures.

It's the best way I can explain it.

[byanyother_name]

[Once living creatures? That... Kurama isn't quite sure he understands that and some of the possibilities lead to fairly horrifying places. He shakes his head a little.]

...Is there any way you can help me understand it better?

[He knows not what he asks but is probably at least better equipped to handle it than Helena?]

[cyclicalconcept]

[A deep breath.]

I can.

[And...well. There you go, Kurama.]

[byanyother_name]

[....oh. Well, that's really just horrible in different ways. Kurama has to take a deep breath of his own, shaking his head a little.]

...I'm sorry such an important part of you was stolen away.

[cyclicalconcept]

It's not your fault.

But, like this, I'm simply an imitation of Madoka Kaname, a reflection of a will that's not with me anymore.

[byanyother_name]

You don't have to be. Kana-san... You may still have that purpose, but without that will that created you...

Don't you get to choose who to be?