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... > However, what Irene saw sitting at the edge of the cliff wasn’t just these two things.

The massive glacier beyond the sea.

And the crack beneath it.

Since arriving at the Korhonen Territory, sitting here and looking at it had become one of Irene’s daily routines.

[······! ···! ·········!]

[—!]

Bizarre intertwined voices dug into Irene’s mind.

Voices calling for Irene, voices telling her to die.

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