SEGMENT ††††††： INTO CARDINAL CAVITIES OF DELUSION： CARDINALSHAFT FRAME

SEGMENT †|： WAR RELICS EDGE OF THE GARDEN： WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS

......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.

SEGMENT ††： RUINED CATSLE UNBREAKABLE CHAIN： OLD SEVENTH SECT

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.

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.

To put it simply, it is moral dignity. Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals. Such things always disappear in the face of the light. Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪 INFERNAL SABBATH -.- .- --. ..- .-. .- ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

SEGMENT †|： WAR RELICS EDGE OF THE GARDEN： WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS

Its status quo was of eternal preservation of its own life, simply by allowing each event to correct itself. Unless we were able to bring a Definite End before the Great Clock revived, we would never escape, and the Equilibrium would restore itself.

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --. W A R N I N G AN AWESOME PRAYER IS CONFLICT WITH US KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

And that left the third reason. Long ago, when the PRAYERs were still human... What had they thought? What was their goal? There should still be those among us who understand.

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.

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.

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.

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --. W A R N I N G AN AWESOME PRAYER IS CONFLICT WITH US KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

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.

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.

To put it simply, it is moral dignity. Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals. Such things always disappear in the face of the light. Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.

Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used as a pretext to purge this filthy world. Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.

Hope, desire, delusion, anxiety, and- ..and yes, walls. Each object an embodiment of their abandoned humanity. And that was all we knew of them.

SEGMENT †|： WAR RELICS EDGE OF THE GARDEN： WAR RELICS OUTSKIRTS

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪 INFERNAL SABBATH -.- .- --. ..- .-. .- ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

Perhaps that which we now call a sham, a recapitulation already fading away, was meant only as an attraction for those who aspire to true creativity.

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.

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.

......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.

That which we fought had enough reasons for it to be convenient to allow us into its own belly that we could not hope to enumerate and plan for them all. We could but uneasily advance. They were not invincible in combat,

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.

To put it simply, it is moral dignity. Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals. Such things always disappear in the face of the light. Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.

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.

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.

But then there was the second reason. The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all. Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.

"Yes. You know the same already, so you cannot avert your eyes." The same words enter my mind as always, and become a sign. The fading scent of sentimentality. Or perhaps it should be called a euphoria, tailored to duty.

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.

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.

Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed. It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.

Perhaps it did not matter if their mother, the Great Clock, was destroyed. It would only revive itself, forever a depressing truth.

......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

To put it simply, it is moral dignity. Rationality. Excuses. Patronage. Common Goals. Such things always disappear in the face of the light. Regardless of whether they stem from within or without, they are the same.

EQUIPMENT : KOB-0Cs PROMISED DAWN 緋輪 INFERNAL SABBATH -.- .- --. ..- .-. .- ＫＡＧＵＲＡ

That which we fought had enough reasons for it to be convenient to allow us into its own belly that we could not hope to enumerate and plan for them all. We could but uneasily advance. They were not invincible in combat,

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.

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --. W A R N I N G AN AWESOME PRAYER IS CONFLICT WITH US KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

Things that would only slow the limbs and dull the senses are better used as a pretext to purge this filthy world. Thin excuses that fly away on the wind are to be used to trick depressing, gloomy comrades.

*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.*

But then there was the second reason. The resistance we encountered while fighting inside the engine of rebirth was unexpectedly weak, barely slowing us down at all. Perhaps those walls we could not pass were all the defense it had needed.

.-- .- .-. -. .. -. --. W A R N I N G AN AWESOME PRAYER IS CONFLICT WITH US KEEP YOUR DIGNITY

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.