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What became of the player?
They passed. You knew that.
I meant afterwards.
You're the one here who would know.
...Right.
Judge, I have a question.
You're a product of the...medium.
What am I to you?
The one putting this all together.
But I know that isn't the answer you want.
Moving on then.
{{s_display_name}} will arrive soon.
I'll make sure everything is prepared.
Hmm. Go on, then.
[CREATOR leaves for the COMPLEXTRO TRIALS.]
In a world of your own, as always.
...You never did answer my last question.