Pluck the fruit of heaven, and sew the fabric of fate... When the war is over the world may be dyed in your images... Is that the glory you seek?... Is that burden one can bear?... Know this.... The lives of Humans and Clothing are not ours to control... We cannot defy the inexorable current of fate that carries us, with our current abilities... But if one were to evolve, beyond human and beyond Clothing... they could severe the fibers of fate... and obtain the power of a god... so sharpen your scissors and shine your armor... Because the Fate of the World is in your hands, And you only have one shot... So Make It Count Y/n... or should I say Gaim.
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