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... ion,

Many things that had already happened suddenly became far easier to understand.

On that day, when the Goddess of Fate descended from the Temple of Destiny into this Lostbelt—

On that day, Melly had traveled from afar, arriving as a guardian,

A watcher, entrusted by the Counter Force,

To oversee Promise and the Goddess.

And that was also the day they had already seen each other.

That night, in a shared dream, they had already met.

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