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......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.

And the Unnecessary things themselves are to be used
as material to define borders.
To tear away one's own feelings and illusions, and Redraw the Line.

SEGMENT ††††††：
INTO CARDINAL

CAVITIES OF DELUSION：
CARDINALSHAFT FRAME

There were reasons why it had to be so.
Likewise, there were reasons why it did not matter if it was so.

With nothing ever bringing them to a Definite End, they were eternal, immobile -
one could even call them immortal.

SEGMENT　†††|：
CLOUDY OCEAN

OPPOSITE OF THE VEIL：
BEYOND NIMBUS

We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.

but neither were they always easy opponents.
That was why we had arrived here from Outside so easily.
It would be different now that we were Inside.

But how?
We had no answer, and so were left with nothing but a vague uneasiness.

A familiar unarticulated noise warbles far away.

Let the hunt begin.

So said the voice of nostalgia.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪
INFERNAL SABBATH

-.- .- --. ..- .-. .-
ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

Were the PRAYERs defending the tower, or did the tower itself possess
some conscious ability to gather them to itself?
Which being commands the other?
No, their connection cannot be described in terms of master and servant.

Everything was being made ready for that time, and what we wandered
through was but the wings offstage, the curtain down - traversing
a tiny piece of Hell.

They will laugh if I tell them I was watching the stars.
But that is the only way I can describe it.
I was there before I realized.
A foolish thing that happens all too frequently.
A curse I must always carry.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪
INFERNAL SABBATH

-.- .- --. ..- .-. .-
ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

The PRAYERs were bringing together the things they needed
to carry out their own plan.
Those who advocate their righteous descendants - believers, posers,
and those with no substance - who celebrate each meaningless advance
in life.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪
INFERNAL SABBATH

-.- .- --. ..- .-. .-
ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

Were the PRAYERs defending the tower, or did the tower itself possess
some conscious ability to gather them to itself?
Which being commands the other?
No, their connection cannot be described in terms of master and servant.

They will laugh if I tell them I was watching the stars.
But that is the only way I can describe it.
I was there before I realized.
A foolish thing that happens all too frequently.
A curse I must always carry.

SEGMENT ††|：
RUINED CATSLE

OFF THE GULF OF SECT：
SEA AREA

A black sky scattered with the tiny lights of existence,
each moving after its inexplicable design.

Indescribable bubbles, forever between one shape and the next.

A black sky scattered with the tiny lights of existence,
each moving after its inexplicable design.

Indescribable bubbles, forever between one shape and the next.

......yes, that is what the seeds of Delusion throughout
that interminable boredom were.
But our speculations mented not even the name of conjecture; they were
merely convenient connections - delusions, coincidences.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪
INFERNAL SABBATH

-.- .- --. ..- .-. .-
ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

SEGMENT ††|：
RUINED CATSLE

OFF THE GULF OF SECT：
SEA AREA

Everything arriving below would be automatically sifted, restricted.
As if the tower itself was a colossal filtration device, sucking its nutrients in
from the waters at its base.
A great tree, gathering strength to bear fruit at the end of eternity.

Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed.

It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.

*Removing all operation cues*
*Operation complete. Commencing close down.*
*We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.*

*One last thing...*
*We hope you enjoy a little time left.*

We wondered in the silence if there was not a reason for that lassitude,
if it was not all preparation for some elaborate plan.

The silence itself confirmed our suspicions.
The action and inaction of our foes spoke louder than any words.

They hid something away, and its concealed brilliance brought travellers
asking what it was, and what it was for.
No doubt they became as they are for its sake.

*Removing all operation cues*
*Operation complete. Commencing close down.*
*We sincerely thank you for your extended patronage.*

*One last thing...*
*We hope you enjoy a little time left.*

SEGMENT †††††††：
PAST RISINGS AGAIN

ENGAGE IN SHOWDOWN：
IRREVERSIBLE LANE