[ people who die come back, hong lu thinks, but without the manager? perhaps the manager is here after all in another form. an extrapolation of sorts, a man hooked up to a generator and made to turn back the clock for more people. well, hong lu thinks, the thought is a little too complicated for him to consider on his own. there's nothing to be done about it.
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Hm~ So what is it like, being friends with Vergilius?
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Hm~ So what is it like, being friends with Vergilius?