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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ we really need everyone to know we're in charge. Like, let everyone know that we're the one calling the shots. That's all I'm saying. Is that really such a controversial topic? Some people really need to use the brain they were given, or else it's just them proving to whole world that they're a waste of life, and the world would be a whole lot better without them.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: Excuse me, I'm about to set the scene here.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Shut the fuck up!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒: I'm sorry, do we know you?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Pretty sure we do. But I can deal with not knowing you until now. Hey!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒: Hello...

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: If I may—

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: I don't know if you knew this, but no one is talking to you!

Wasn't I already here?
I'm not doing this again!
Did the world already end?
Okay, I'll do it!
Nice try, but I killed myself, so I didn't have to do this.
╰┈➤ [Go to the cabin]
[Leave]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: A warning before you go any further. The Hero has been described—

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Can you be any more annoying?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒: I'd like to know how the Hero has been described.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Oh. Okay! I guess you can keep talking!

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: How rude...

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: What was that?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: Nothing you should concern yourself about.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑: Anyway, the Hero has been described as almost mythical. He acts so like a guardian angel anyone can imagine, it's hard to believe he's real. Despite how gracious he may act, to those who betray him—

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Ugh, this is boring! That's all you need, right, Princess?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒: It's...enough.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓: Good. I'm done listening!