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Ascension
It doesn't feel right, the way his uniform now flares out around his waist, seemingly flamboyant. Neither do its grey tones put him at ease, which seem far too close to the UFE garb fell in.
And sometimes, he wonders, if it was the right price to pay to keep her body preserved so prettily in stasis fluid. Lemrina's resentment, her façade - it does nothing but remind him of why he submitted to Saazbaum and why he got knighted. (All because of her, all because of her fall.)
Mayhaps the skies will have mercy on his descent to the hells.