"Luno, are you okay?" Blues asked me.

I sighed, slumping onto the table. "Of ****ing course not, Blues. I ****ed it all up... I trusted someone so much because they were so kind and I got burned hard as a result. Now Boko and Pump are suffering because of me... And I... I can't let Bakumon get hurt because of my mistakes as well."

"Luno..." Amoramon looked sad at that.

"I... Really want to call Mei up, but this is my mess. She doesn't... I don't deserve to call her up for help."

"Luno, that's not true," Blues said while frowning. "You do des-"

"Say that to the blood and digibits on my hands..." I put my head on my hands. "I... I just... I don't even know why I came here..."

"Maybe because deep down you know you need help and support. I will gladly give that to you," He said while helping me sit on the chair. "You helped me out a lot, you know, when you first approached me after everything."

"I was mostly trying to repay the debt I owe you for bringing Pump back with his memories intact. Of course, back then, we didn't have Nuwamon and all that, but..."

"Nuwamon's revival price is worse than mine. All I wanted was the picture. The picture that I nearly lost once I succumbed to my Code." He gestured to the small whiteboard, where I could see various pictures with the Knights, with Alicia McCoy, his former girlfriend until her demise, some recent ones with Hiro and Koutarou, and...

"You went back to the site and somehow found the picture, and... You even thought to give it to me when you could have easily given it to Hiro instead. No, you chose to give it to me straight off despite how much Mei hated me. Despite what I did. I may not have been as bad as Aoi or Mother, but..." He touched the picture and smiled. "I was bad, and yet you reached out."

"I... Guess it was because I empathised with you," I answered.

Looking back, I still didn't know what led me to meet up with Blues after the Wrath arc. When everyone else was mourning Shiramon's death... Maybe I was beating myself up for assisting in that death. Maybe I was just looking to repay the debt.

But... "We somehow got talking about Hiro and the others, and then it got to the topic about our shared interest in programming, right?"

He chuckled. "You and I clicked. Somehow, even beyond your normal friend group."

"Yeah." I smiled, recalling how we split up, how I felt so happy... "You were also the first one I called up once I realised I wanted to bring back Eosmon. And even though that was very selfish, you still chose to back me up."

"I understood the feeling, Luno. I knew more than anyone what it's like to lose someone precious, and I didn't want it to happen to you."

"Well the good THAT did me, huh?" I chuckled drily. "I'm nowhere near saving Eosmon, my grandmother was apparently a part of a crazy conspiracy, Melancholy and Hubris affect both humans and Digimon and other creatures... And... U... Uju..."

Tears were leaking out before I could stop them. Was this what Mei had felt that day, when Dad and Angoramon had shattered her trust in us?... Yet despite all that she refused to go evil...

"I... Mei is way stronger than I'll ever be. If she were in my position... She wouldn't have fallen for the trap I had. Heck, she's saved my *** so many times... What the **** have I done to deserve her... Her, Hiro, Ruri, Kiyo... Everyone... I don't deserve any of them... ****... Mei is better off without me. YOU'RE better off without me. If only you had altered my personality instead of Mei's that time... Maybe then..."

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT!" Blues snapped. "You saved me from causing myself so much emotional turmoil! You helped me find a better way to reunite with Hiro, be with him! If you hadn't saved them that day, if you hadn't helped the Digimon remind them! I... I don't even know what I could have done..."

"Blues..."

"And about Mei, what about that stab wound she gave you?! I know you keep it open when no one's looking! Mei's own wound has healed up but has yours healed?! Did you let it heal?! No! Because you felt so ****ing bad about it! Mei has helped you, but what about what YOU'VE done for her?! You saved her from dying! You helped her find out so much about N.E.S.T.! You went abroad to help her with the case even though you had another case to handle! You were willing to let a lead go cold for her!"

"But I also caused her turmoil!"

"Oh please, you act as if she didn't cause you more turmoil! She literally massacred Pumpmon's friends and then indirectly led you to the death of someone you cared for! She claims that trauma doesn't excuse actions, but has she ever apologised to Pumpmon, to you?! Did she ever say sorry to Pumpmon and to her victims?! I don't ****ing care if some of them were irredeemable, but others weren't so! Pumpmon just wanted friends and she slaughtered them all because of a ****ing bird!"

"I... I was wrong back then. It wasn't Mei's fault!"

"Luno, please cut the bull****. You and I both know that Mei never opened herself up to others. That she would do it again in a heartbeat once something breaks her! Heck, I'm not so sure she would have been supportive and caring in this situation if she had been here! She would have dedicated time to looking things up instead of emotionally supporting you! I admit she was right back in the Wrath arc about our wrongdoings, but her teaming up with Dracmon was the worst idea she could have ever thought of."

"All of that is in the past!"

"THEN WHY, FOR GODDAMN SAKE, CAN'T YOU APPLY THIS FOR YOURSELF?!"

"B-Blues..." My eyes widened. He was breathing erratically, and Amoramon hugged him as he slowly began to breathe again. I could only watch in utter shock. Blues had never... Never shouted this much.

"Why...? Why can't you be kind to yourself? Sure, you're so caring towards others, but... Why does the logic not apply to yourself?" He asked quietly.

"I... I just... I feel like everything I've done is so wrong... Like some sort of darkness, some sort of burden I can never rid myself of." I gripped my heart as I winced in pain. It was hurting so much again... The only other time was when Dad and Lamortmon were hurting Mei and Shiramon, freezing me in place and making me unable to move. "I... I let Mei get hurt. I let Shiramon get corrupted. It's my fault. If I had realised ahead of time, if I had... If I had... If only I hadn't been born... If only I hadn't found that stupid pumpkin DIM card and the Fragmented Digivice..."

That seemed to catch Blues off guard, though. "Pumpkin DIM Card? Do you still have it?"

I was surprised by this. "Wha- no? The DIM card dissolved after it loaded into my Digivice. And the very same day I met Pumpmon."

"Luno... What... What do you mean it dissolved?" His eyes widened.

"Don't they dissolve after usage? I never asked cause no one mentioned it, so..."

"I... No, it can't possibly be..."

"Blues? Are you okay?" Now it was my turn to be concerned as he went a deadly white. What was going on?

"I... Please, leave for a while. I need to figure out something. We will still be continuing our chat afterwards, but for now... I have something to check on. Mind if I borrow your Digivice as well?"

"Not like I have anyone to use it with," I pointed out while taking it off and handing it to him. "But alright. I guess I'll be walking around the island to clear my head first."

"That's great. Hopefully we can talk with more self-caring once I'm done." He gave me the stink eye."

I sweatdropped a bit. "Yeah, yeah, alright. Sheesh, and everyone calls me the parent hen."

"I am NOT a parent hen."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

I left Blues there and decided to walk to the beach. Considering it was pretty early, I didn't expect anyone to be up, and thankfully, no one was.

Well, until I got a phone call from an unknown number.

I blinked as I stared at it. The odds of it being a spam call was significantly high, but there was also something... telling me to pick up. 

I sighed. Going with my gut was a bad idea. I shouldn't-

"Hello?" 

"Oh, erm, hi, is this Akashiro Luno/Taiyou/Eos? " an unfamiliar voice asked. 

"Yeah? Who is this?"

"Oh erm, I got your contact information from someone who said you could help me with something I need help with."

"Huh? Me?" After the broadcast?

"Her name was Rokuro Lily!"

"Lily-san! Oh, how is she?"

"Oh, she's doing great! She helped me find you when I mentioned this issue, said that you're a good detective despite the bad rep you got!"

"Even if I had been pretty unresponsive towards her after the case?"

"She said she understood. When her grandfather passed away she wasn't in her right mind as well, so..."

Her grandfather? "Do you know his name by any chance?"

"Oh, it's Cha Aba."

"Cha Aba...?" That was the name of Aoi's granduncle, according to the files. That meant that Aoi, Amato and Lily, not to mention Yuna, were relatives. "Interesting..." The cobwebs were slowly clearing... So that was how the Silver Bells showed up in Kitamachi. Entmon was most probably Aba's partner.

But... who fused them? That was still a mystery. Was it Aduyvesmon? Or was it someone else? If so, who?...

"Anyway, is it okay if we meet up now? I would prefer to talk to you in person."

I never did promise Blues I would stay put, and he did seem to be busy, if that red slime in his lab was any indication. 

Eh, why not? I quickly texted Blues that I would be gone for a while and got myself ready. 

"I'm heading over. Where do you want to meet?"

"Can I meet you on the outskirts of town, in the abandoned park there?"

Where Kagami's case had taken place and where we had met Mercuremon? "You want to meet at Noriega Amusement Park?"

"That's the one!"

Very suspicious. "Why there of all places?"

"It's... close to where we need to go." 

"It is?" Intriguing. "Oh right, never asked! What's your name?"

"Oh, it's Tak Gangsan."

My eyes widened. Tak...?

"... you... don't happen to... know someone named Tak Uju, r-right?"

"Oh, erm, they're my cousin. Gender fluid like me, and they're the reason I contacted you."

"W-Why?" I was struggling to hold back the tears now as the memories crashed back in. Their smile, their laugh...

I... I was scared. Frozen. I... I didn't want to think about them, did.. I?

... no... I did actually want to know. 

This was ridiculous! This person destroyed my entire mind, broke me, and yet here I was, wanting to know more about them! It was no wonder why I never could solve cases like Dad. Why I always needed help from Mei to solve cases, because I was such an idiot-

"Well, I don't know about that, but I do think that you were never truly a good fit for a detective."

I froze. Philip-san's words were echoing in my mind now, for some reason. 

Was this... was this what he meant? Was being a detective, knowing how to solve cases, was this not my true calling?

It was all I ever knew, though. Aside from science (the other thing I had been interested in aside from reading mystery novels) and the lessons I had to learn from the Daikis... Dad had tried so, so hard for me, but I still found myself asking.

What WAS my true calling?

Deciding that I could think about this some other time, I decided to clarify a bit more for Gangsan. "W-What exactly are you looking for?"

"That's... something I hope you could tell me."

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"... I got an email some time ago telling me Uju was part of something bad. Something... really, really bad... I grew worried and came here from Korea... but when I met them yesterda-"

"You met them yesterday?!"

"Y-Yeah... but they were... so different. They had a Digimon too... I had to fight my way out of there..."

Hang on, fight their way out of there? Had a Digimon too? Was Gangsan...? "What do you mean by that?"

"... I... I think it's better if we talk in person. I promise you it's not anything dangerous, but... I want to save Uju. No matter what. I... I heard they betrayed you and I am so sorry for asking this of you when they did so many bad things to you... but I need to know why my cousin became this way."

"... Well, it looks like we share the same objective. I'll see you there, Tak Gangsan," I said before I ended the call. 

I didn't know why I had done it, but either way, I knew one thing; I had to get to the bottom of the enigma that was Tak Uju. 

No matter what.

+ SPIRITUAL DIGILEMMA +

Well, Gangsan did look like Uju for one. Just with light blue streaks in their hair and golden eyes. (Reminded me of Yuga, for some reason.) Their red jacket billowed slightly as they jogged over to me, with a white shirt, blue shorts and red and white shoes visible, with...

"A... Digimon? And it looks like a Hagurumon?"

"It's a Solarmon," they corrected as they and Solarmon joined up with me. "Nice to finally meet you, though. Lily-san spoke highly of you."

"Thanks... But how can you connect to a Digimon? You don't seem to have a Digivice..."

"That's an easy question to answer. Solarmon found an old one buried in the attic back home and gave one to me," they said. "Somehow, it still works." 

Solarmon nodded as Gangsan showed the Digivice they were wearing; a belt with a slot for... something at the middle (seemed like it could fit a nutcracker) with red rims and dark blue as its base. 

"Huh. Do you have a spare one? I'm sure Blues would love to analyse it."

"Yeah, I do. I switch between the two just in case, but if anyone can make it stable, I'm all for it."

"Thank you." I accepted the spare Digivice from them, a purple belt with a slot for some sort of flower and yellow rims, and kept it in my backpack

"Anyway, thank you for taking time for this. I'm so grateful that you want to do this even... even though Uju..." they looked away. 

"It's weird," I agreed. "I... I don't know how I feel about Uju either. But... I would like to know more about them. Something... something's been bothering me."

The signs were there. Everything was clear that they were a traitor. 

Yet, after thinking it over, I realized. Those smiles, those laughs, the sheer amount of self-disclosure... 

All of it... was real. Genuine.

My heart could be lying to me. It could be going extreme again, misattributing everything because of my unstable emotions. 

But... I wanted to believe that there was something more. Like how there were yins and yangs... I wanted to believe that someone could be both good and bad. 

And Uju... I wanted to understand what made them take this path, so even if it broke my heart to think about them, among the many many traumatic events I had suffered... I would do it. Just like how I reached out to Mei and Blues. 

I wanted to reach out to Uju and help them break out. 

So... with that, I took in a deep breath and followed Gangsan away from the amusement park. 

No matter how hard my heart ached, I was prepared to take the steps necessary. 

(One small light in the darkness, yet immeasurably powerful.)

The two of us walked in silence but once we arrived at the location, I blinked. The building was tall, red, and had white pillars. Emblazoned onto the top part were the words "Silver Hope Mental Health Institution" and a cross... 

It was... very familiar.

"This is...!" 

"You know this place?" Gangsan looked at me.

"Some ... some friends were here before." Mika, Aoi, and Ryubo-san had been hospitalized here after their Sin Codes overwhelmed them. Mika was stuck taking and taking... Aoi was continually hating her loved ones and Ryubo-san was crippled by anxiety... I shuddered slightly as I remembered that.

"That's interesting... But this was where Uju was hospitalised after their diagnosis..." Gangsan seemed sad as they recalled that.

"What WAS their diagnosis?..."

"Gender dysmorphic disorder and Klinefelter Syndrome..." 

"Dysmorphic... Dys... Monarch... mon..." I whispered. It all made sense now. Schizomon for schizophrenia, DysMonarchmon for dysmorphic, Jaltermon for DID... the Fragmented Digivolutions seemed to be taking inspiration from mental illnesses and issues (or doomsday stuff, in Azami's case, at least), which... were pretty recent compared to mythology stuff. But how? And why?

"DysMonarchmon? Who's that?" Gangsan asked as they turned to me.

"That... That was the Fragmented Digivolution Uju unlocked when they got what they wanted," I answered quietly. "Boko and Pump... they both got hurt because of it."

They covered their mouth. "Oh... Oh ****, I am so sorry, Akashiro-san. I didn't think..."

"It's fine," I reassured them. "Having my heart broken is normal at this point. I guess it's just the bad thing about havi-"

I froze up. What... What the heck was I about to say?! I couldn't let anyone know! I couldn't!

"Akashiro-san? Are you okay?" Gangsan asked again.

"A-Ah, it's Luno today, and... I-It's nothing," I waved it off. "Let's go in."

They looked concerned, but nodded as we walked in. The slightly familiar smell of lemongrass filled my nostrils while pristine marble walls greeted us as we walked to the counter.

A woman with a pleasant smile brightening up her elderly wrinkles asked us, a British accent seeping out, "Top of the morning! How may I help you?"

"Erm, hi, I'm Tak Gangsan. I'm Uju's cousin. I was told that I could get something here?"

"Ah, so you're the cousin they talked about fondly!" She smiled. "I wasn't expecting you so soon- Oh, and who may this young woman be?"

"Oh, she's Akashiro Luno-san. She's here cause she was friends with my cousin too."

"What joy! Uju is making friends outside of their friend group too! And a pretty trustworthy one too, if my instincts are telling me the truth," She said while giggling as she clasped her hands together.

I felt my face flush up again. Oh gosh... This was so embarrassing!!

"Friend group?" Gangsan was perceptive enough to catch on, thankfully.

"Oh yes, they had a bunch of friends with them. Akira, Tianheng and Asagao are part of that friend group, you know!"

She then frowned as she looked at me. "Although... I feel like I've seen you somewhere... Was it the broadcast, or...?"

"It must be the broadcast!" I lied through my teeth. "I'm... surprised you're not staying away from me, though."

"Oh, silly dear, we at Silver Hope don't judge," She said. "My name is Razilee Alastor, by the way! Anyway, please be dears and wait in the viewing room nearby! I'll bring the letters in soon!"

Letters? We shared a glance at this, but Gangsan shrugged as Miss Alastor disappeared into the backroom. "I... Guess we should go there now?"

"I guess so..."

The two of us plus Solarmon were soon walking down the hallway. According to the directory, the viewing room, which was apparently used to view things from patients, such as letters, presents, and the such, would be at the end to the right, but old habits died hard and I was soon looking at the pictures littering the hallway.

Well, until I spotted a bunch of familiar faces.

I nudged Gangsan a bit and gestured to it as we walked closer. True to my observation, a younger Akira was in the picture with eight others. I recognised Asagao-san, Morinomiya, Tianheng, Amato, Dantella, and...

Uju had such a bright and happy smile on their face while hugging Dantella, who had a small smile on her face as well while Tianheng and Amato were on either side of Morinomiya and another guy with navy blue hair, a lighter shade of blue for his irises, and slightly tanned skin. Another girl had a gentle but dreamy smile on her face while she clung to Akira,

Akira himself? He looked very happy. A genuine smile was on his face. No malice, no darkness. Just... Pure innocence. 

Was this... truly him? Was this the true Daiki Akira I had never seen? Why? Was it... me, or was it the Daikis? 

This was making less sense...

"Oh, so you're looking at the picture of Pneuach," Miss Alastor said while walking over, holding a bundle of letters with a smile. "That's what we called them anyway."

"Pneuach?" Gangsan repeated. 

"Oh, we called them that as a mix of Pneuma and Ruach," she explained. "Pneuma is Greek and Ruach is Hebrew for "Spirit" which was used in the Bible."

"And why do you- Wait, is this a Christian facility?" My eyes widened. 

"Indeed. And these nine... we apply a mix of a token system and a contract system here, you see, and these nine managed to recover splendidly fast after meeting each other, which was why we could release them so quickly. We have Asagao, Akira, Uju, Tianheng, Morinomiya, Amato, Dantella, Jang and Pandora." 

I knew Jang, but Pandora? The final member of Perfectio, it seemed. And judging by how similar she looked to Dantella, she was a sibling at the very least.

"Did all of them suffer from mental illnesses?" Gangsan asked. 

"We don't call them that here, Gangsan. We call them mental disorders. They may have biological influences but many other things come to play. Uju had Klinefelter syndrome, which is mainly biological, true. However, they also had gender dysmorphic disorder from the environment around them." 

"What about the rest?" I asked. "I know that Asagao-san had histrionic personality disorder and slight OCD, Morinomiya had OCD, OCPD, mysophobia and schizoid personality disorder, Tianheng had PTSD, and Dantella had avoidant personality disorder plus Tourette Syndrome. But Akira and the rest..."

She blinked, squinted, and then her eyes widened. "Oh! You must be Akira's adoptive sibling! He talked about you an awful lot! I didn't recognise you at first, but your name was Daiki Luno, I assume?" 

"Y-Yeah." Akira talked about me?

"He was oh so proud of you," she said. "Said that you were amazing and so smart." 

My eyes widened. "Akira did?..."

The person who nearly tried to kill me... had spoken so fondly of me? He was PROUD of me?

Just what... what world had I landed in? 

"Did Akira-san also have a diagnosis?" Gangsan quickly took over, a fact I was grateful for. I was so surprised. Just what?...

"Oh yes, all nine of them did. Amato had autism spectrum disorder and schizotypal personality disorder, Jang had paranoid personality disorder, Pandora had depersonalisation/derealisation disorder and dependant personality disorder, and Akira had schizophrenia. But the dear took his medicine every day." She smiled. 

My eyes widened. So... All this time... 

Akira... Akira had been suffering? I had heard of schizophrenia but... Oh kami...

"Did you... keep track of them after they were released?" I asked.

"Of course, but... some months ago, I heard Akira's parents were arrested after escaping from jail, and Akira... Akira disappeared afterwards. Eyewitness accounts claimed he had tried to kill someone but I refuse to believe it. Akira wouldn't have relapsed so quickly... He was here for 15 years..."

"Fifteen years!?" Gangsan gasped.

My entire world shattered right there. I fell to my knees, shaking, unable to...

They had all suffered. The only explanation behind their actions right now would be the same reason I refused to tell anyone I had been diagnosed with... with... That disorder; 

The cruelty of humanity who judged those different from them. The labelling, the stereotypes that came with it. 

That was the only explanation behind it all. And... 

The Daikis had to have triggered a relapse in Akira. Maybe they got rid of his medicine. I didn't know, but...

Right now, instead of disgust, bitterness, catharsis...

I just felt sad, heartbroken. 

Tears were falling down my cheeks again as I looked at all those smiling faces. All of them had been so happy... And then reality had to deck them on the face again and again... 

I slowly got up and touched the picture on the wall, trying to hold back the waterfall. Kami-sama... 

I... I clasped my hands together, realisation slapping me on the head. 

I had been so stupid. I had been such an idiot... Instead of empathising, I had closed myself off. I had been so ****ing selfish! 

But, as I wiped the tears off my face, I found a resolve forming in me. They had suffered, so now it was my turn to help. Just as I had found a light at the end of the tunnel, they needed one as well. 

I couldn't keep running from my mistakes. I had to face them head-on, with the help of others. With my friends, my family. 

No more hesitating. I WILL save them all. We will defeat Melancholy and Hubris. We're going to save Boko and Pump, we're...

We're going to make them all realise they're not alone. That their suffering is heard. 

I will carry these painful feelings forward, no matter how scary it was. 

'Empathy... that's a powerful weapon you have there, Taiyou. One wrong move and you could hurt others. But used correctly, and you could help a victim readjust to life.'

That had been from Semo-sensei during my probation time as a junior detective. I had never figured out what he meant, but suddenly it just... clicked. 

Empathy, when used right, could help others. It could help THEM. 

What Perfectio needed wasn't revenge. They needed friends, solace. 

Hope, like how everyone had given to me even if I didn't deserve it. 

The gift of grace, something not deserved, but given anyway. Something that should be accepted and used as a springboard to be better. 

Daiki Akira, I WILL save you and Perfectio. 

And... Tak Uju, for you, for Gangsan, and for me, I won't give up. I WILL find you and I WILL save you. 

As the two of us left the institution that day with the letters, which Gangsan had allowed me to take, I smiled a bit and turned to Gangsan. "Hey, thanks a lot for this. I'm glad I... trusted my gut on this one." 

"Maybe it's ordained," they joked, their amber eyes bright as they looked back, the dawn shining behind them-

Hang on... Amber eyes? Red and blue hair?...

"Hey, erm, Gangsan, by any chance, do you... Buddyfight?" I asked them. 

"Buddyfight? That new TCG going around lately? Yeah, totally! Why you asking?" they asked.

"Were you... adopted?" 

They... they chuckled a bit, turning back to me while answering, "I guess time travel is a thing in our multiverse, don't you think?"

"You're..." My eyes widened. They reminded me so much of... of... 

"Some years ago, I was found by my grandparents, and they took me in despite the mystery surrounding me. No one knows how or where I came from, but... perhaps it was fate, don't you think?" They laughed. "I have to go now, Haneul-san. Don't ever give up okay? It's not easy but you'll make it." 

My eyes widened as they waved before they ran off with Solarmon, a smile on their face. 

Gangsan...

I held my fist over my chest, and smiled. "Thanks. I won't forget for sure." 

When I got back to Cho-Taiyo, the others were just laughing at some videos from the AB and the RanGa duo, but a very loud shout of "LUNO!!!!!!!" made us freeze as Blues grabbed and shook me back and forth. "WHERE THE HECK WERE YOU!? I... I got so worried..." 

His grip around my arms tightened, and my eyes softened. I could feel him shaking. Blues... he had lost so, so much. I must have... I must have... brought up bad memories.

"I'm sorry, Blues." I sat him down on a nearby sofa and gently hugged him. "I hadn't meant to scare you." 

"Y-You idiot... T-That's what friends do..." he muttered. 

"No, I was following a lead but I should have told you in person." 

"A lead?" Amoramon repeated. 

I held out the papers and the picture I had copied from the institution. "I found out their motives behind doing all of this." 

I inhaled, but continued, "From here on out, if we want to be open-source, if we want to beat Perfectio, we have to trust each other." 

I got up, giving the letters to Blues, and walked to the four ex-Perfectio members, and stood in front of them as I spoke, "We need all the information you guys have. I know you don't want to break a promise, but... in order to win this war, we'll need everything, and I mean it. Otherwise, we'll end up hurting them. I refuse to do that anymore. Not to Uju, not to Akira, not to anyone!  So, please, help us win this and bring them back!" 

I held out my hand to them, and they shared a glance before Tianheng nodded as he walked forward. "I'm in. For Amato."

"F-For Jang," Morinomiya agreed. 

"Akira-san too!" Asagao-san nodded. 

"For Pandora... My sister... I will fight with you all," Dantella spoke. 

"For Uju too," I said. "Let's win this war and stop the Codes." 

(Looking back, I wonder whether it was a godsend, to remind me to keep fighting. Perhaps it was. Perhaps it was a miracle, but either way, I was prepared now. I was going to fight.

For Uju.)

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