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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Merli was a Cosmos Industries architect when she was a human. Many buildings of the Golden Age were her masterpieces.",
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"Condition": 811003
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"SuitId": 1201,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, Speer works with the Archaeological Team of WGAA to seek and preserve the heritage sites on Earth.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 130121,
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"SuitId": 1301,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Pinoff was a famous master of defense when she was a human. She always managed to defend the frontlines she stationed.",
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"Condition": 811003
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"Id": 130122,
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"SuitId": 1301,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, Modell devotes herself to protecting Constructs, landing powerful counterattacks on all enemies approaching her.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 130421,
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"SuitId": 1304,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Pavrey was an outstanding scout when she was a human. She always had a perfect grasp of the situation on the battlefield and was able to gather all the info in the environment.",
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"Condition": 811003
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"Id": 130422,
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"SuitId": 1304,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Pavrey is good at long-range battles, where she can offer great help to Constructs.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 140121,
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"SuitId": 1401,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Archimedes was an opponent of mechanical technology. She devoted herself to studying mathematical models, which contributed greatly to the mathematical development in the Golden Age. Her accurate calculation has helped the Constructs weather the storms on different battlefields.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 140122,
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"SuitId": 1401,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, living in a form she despises the most, she has lost all her will for work.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 140421,
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"SuitId": 1404,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "In the Golden Age, Edison was a prominent scientist whose inventions brought great value to Cosmos Industries. Her presence alone lit up hope for humanity.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 140422,
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"SuitId": 1404,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "In addition to advanced technologies, Edison is fond of restoring machines from the old times. Recently, she is hopelessly mesmerized by a device called the phonograph.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 140721,
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"SuitId": 1407,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Alice was a well-known magician in the Golden Age. Her card tricks and rabbit staff were her iconic features in the show. The audience is always reminded of their own child-life and their happy summer days.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 140722,
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"SuitId": 1407,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Alice is now striving to come up with new magic show ideas and pranks to play on the commandant.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 141021,
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"SuitId": 1410,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Cunningham was still human, she had exceptional sailing skills and profound experience in naval battles, which have been of great help to Constructs in naval operations.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 141022,
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"SuitId": 1410,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Cunningham is now in a spin over the affairs in New Murmansk.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 141321,
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"SuitId": 1413,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story",
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"Text": "Fairytales\u2014imaginative, fantastic, ephemeral. Yet, still rooted within one's struggles in reality.",
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"Condition": 811001
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{
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"Id": 150121,
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"SuitId": 1501,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Carrielynn dreamed of working in the industrial field when she was a human but eventually gave it up and joined the army due to family reasons. In the army, she showed her military talent despite her weak body. In addition, she always had bad luck. Thanks to her experienced Strategic Memory, Carrielynn always managed to turn the tables for Constructs on the battlefield.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 150122,
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"SuitId": 1501,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, Erwin supervises the commandant's practices in her spare time, though she will soft-heartedly and reluctantly end the practice earlier when the commandant begs her.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 150221,
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"SuitId": 1502,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Aife was still human, she was Cottie's sniper. Always alert and trigger happy, she greets strangers with bullets instead of hellos. Her outstanding sniping techniques are of great help to Constructs on battlefields.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 150222,
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"SuitId": 1502,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Even when seeing friends, Aife has an irresistible urge to pull the trigger. This gave her a habit of forcibly holding down her firing arm even when meeting familiar faces. Though, she soon realized that without a physical form, she can no longer shoot others.",
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"Condition": 811006
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"Id": 150321,
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"SuitId": 1503,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "In the middle of the Post-Pandemic Age when Ike still had his body, he belonged to a clandestine organization full of body modders. Despising full-body modification like Construct technology, they only enhanced certain parts of their bodies. Ike was one of their elites, though he might have had plans different from the others. His fighting skills though, were undoubtedly top-notch.",
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"Condition": 811003
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"Id": 150322,
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"SuitId": 1503,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Even though Ike has lost his body, he seems to be quite indifferent about it. It is worth noting that Ike and President Hassen appear to be a pair of old friends.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 150421,
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"SuitId": 1504,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Voltaire was still human, she was a literary giant whose philosophy has enlightened many litterateurs in the Golden Age. Her works depicted the embryonic form of the World Government and provided the grounds for its formation. She could pinpoint the enemy's theoretical weaknesses in battles and guide Constructs to land effective attacks.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 150422,
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"SuitId": 1504,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "It seems that Voltaire and Shakespeare do not get along. The reason behind this is unknown, even to the commandant.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 150521,
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"SuitId": 1505,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Gloria was still human, she was an artillery officer as well as a devoted antisaccharinist. She is good at breaking the guard of enemies, which is of great help to Constructs.",
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"Condition": 811003
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{
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"Id": 150522,
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"SuitId": 1505,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Gloria boasts a high shooting accuracy. Karenina could not agree more with her motto of \"MORE DAKKA!\"",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 150621,
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"SuitId": 1506,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Richelieu was still human, she was one of the cardinals in the early Golden Age. Foreseeing that religion would lose its appeal, she proposed creating bionic robots for religious services, yet it was met with the opposition of the church. Only when her predictions proved true did the churches hastily activate the batch of mechanical members created by Richelieu. It is worth noting that Richelieu's medical techniques were unmatched among all the churches.",
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"Condition": 811003
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{
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"Id": 150622,
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"SuitId": 1506,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Richelieu was not surprised by the church's stance\u2014she predicted that as well. Now, she has a new and gratifying mission in helping Babylonia with diplomatic relations with different factions.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 150721,
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"SuitId": 1507,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Samantha was still human, she gravitated towards various animals since her childhood. This fact, along with her aristocratic upbringing, it was no wonder that she became the manager of the urban ecology research center.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 150722,
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"SuitId": 1507,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, in addition to providing medical help as a memory chip, Babylonia's ecology research center is her second home.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 150821,
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"SuitId": 1508,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Mozart was still human, she loved collecting musical works created before the Golden Age. By combining and remixing them, she pioneered a whole new genre that changed Golden Age music. Now, Mozart's tunes, from relaxing to soul-stirring, are all classics and staples on Square Wave Radio.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 150822,
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"SuitId": 1508,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "In addition to her musical contribution, Mozart is also somewhat of a gourmet. Yet, without a physical body, the sweet succulent taste of fried pork chops will never graze her taste buds again.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 155021,
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"SuitId": 1550,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "The bells rang at midnight, heralding the first Christmas Liv spent with her companions. For this day, Liv has even prepared an ornate set of new clothes. Having this memory with you will make you motivated even on the battlefield.",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 155022,
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"SuitId": 1550,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "On this special day, Liv played a joyful ballad with her trombone. She finally came before the commandant, speaking the words that long stirred in her heart. \"This is our first Christmas together, Commandant. Merry Christmas!\" She continued gently, \"I look forward to you being on my side next year as well!\"",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 155121,
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"SuitId": 1551,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Babylonia has banned fireworks, but what would a new year without people having a blast? Be a hero and save the festival!",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 155221,
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"SuitId": 1552,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "The collective memory of certain Easterners in the past, of a wish named homesickness. Dusting off her old memories, remembrance\u2014reunion\u2014came to a certain girl. Alight with these thoughts, the girl stands firmly once more against her enemies.",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 155222,
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"SuitId": 1552,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Sorry, Commandant, I didn't see you coming in... No, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about me... By the way, today is Lantern Festival in human history. Would you like to have a bowl of Tang Yuan, Commandant?",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 160121,
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"SuitId": 1601,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "An introverted assassin when she still had her body. Condelina's targets were all met with a swift and painless death. Her extensive experience as an assassin helps the Constructs in various battles.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160122,
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"SuitId": 1601,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "She loves singing when being alone, but after becoming a memory chip, only a select few Constructs, like Liv, can hear her beautiful voice.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160221,
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"SuitId": 1602,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "A prolific writer with words endow'd; He seeded great minds of the Golden Age; Some WGAA thinkers see him as the trend-; -maker of mechanoid restoration; His talents unmatched, and it little fades; In heat of battle, or the fiery page.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160222,
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"SuitId": 1602,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Though now a memory, his quill ain't still; Penning odes lovely, hateful, humanly; A chance meeting with a commandant gray; \"A spark!\" Says he, and vanished since that shrill.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160321,
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"SuitId": 1603,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Heisen was still human, she was a madly driven biologist who would even experiment on her own body for science. The human body no longer holds any secrets for her, and she has kept this treasure trove of knowledge to herself alone. Word has it that someone once tried to steal Heisen's research. That someone quickly went missing. It was only after a massive rainstorm that his burnt and thunderstruck corpse drifted out of the sewers.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160322,
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"SuitId": 1603,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "When the memory-form Heisen met the Constructs, she was exhilarated at the fruition of a completely foreign field of technology. Trying to dissect Constructs without a corporeal form herself has now become a daily quandary for her.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160421,
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"SuitId": 1604,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "The once human Darwin revolutionized the biological sciences, bringing about theories that were highly esteemed by the biologists in the Golden Age. Yet that did not satiate Darwin. It was the ultimate evolution of human beings that the scientist sought. To achieve this, innumerable experiments were carried, even on the self. In this current state, is Darwin a he, or a she? To the transhumanist, it hardly seems to matter.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160422,
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"SuitId": 1604,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Not only a biologist, but also an inquisitive adventurer\u2014the unflinching Darwin has been of great help for Constructs on the battlefield. Now, even without a body, Darwin still plans on leaving Babylonia and doing research on Earth.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160521,
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"SuitId": 1605,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Hanna was still human, she was a well-known corporate spy rumored to be the daughter of the great musician Hanson. With her mastery of disguise and stealth, she infiltrated various big companies. Every theft of hers came with a signature of \"Hanna\". No one, including her employers, knows anything concrete about her\u2014the spy is always the initiator. Her expertise in espionage is of great help to Constructs in special operations.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160522,
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"SuitId": 1605,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, Hanna likes appearing before others in formal outfits. Though, users of Hanna's memory chip are kindly reminded to never take her for her word.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160621,
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"SuitId": 1606,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Cottie died at the age of 86 from diabetic complications caused by donut overdose. It is said that she passed away peacefully right after she ordered a donut delivery. Cottie's religious obsession with donuts was deemed military-grade, and so she was made into a memory chip.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160622,
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"SuitId": 1606,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Cottie rewarded Syndicute members with donuts for their hard work, and this caused their overall blood sugar levels and weight to rise. Now, without a body, she is constantly scheming about spreading her fried dough addiction to the commandant.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160721,
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"SuitId": 1607,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Da Vinci is deemed one of the most important advocates of the mechanoid restoration trends. To call her works masterpieces would be a disgrace for their perfection. Her heavenly crafts are now deservedly stored in the most exquisite showcases of the WGAA. A polymath, it is rumored that most of Cosmos Industries' early products are based on Da Vinci's manuscripts. Her cultural weight makes her presence alone an inspiring beacon to Constructs on the battlefield.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160722,
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"SuitId": 1607,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Da Vinci's biggest regret for becoming a memory chip is her inability to create art by hand. To Da Vinci, relying on machines to realize her ideas is soulless. The commandant is the only one who can cheer her up in these gloomy times.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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"Id": 160821,
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"SuitId": 1608,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Catherine was still human, she was the owner of Rose Garden. The details of Rose Garden did not survive the trials of time, but according to Catherine, it was located in a valley, and the windows were covered by deep red drapes, so that people inside would not notice the flow of time. Catherine spent her whole life in the garden alone, during which only one mysterious person visited.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160822,
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"SuitId": 1608,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Catherine is a medical professional who understands true pain and loneliness. This is why she wants to protect her friends from the suffering she felt before. When she met the commandant for the first time, it brought back some memories to her. But without a body, they seem to hardly matter anymore.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 160921,
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"SuitId": 1609,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When she was still human, she completed the fundamental theoretical framework for space colonization, taking scientific development to a whole new level. Her knowledge of material properties is also immensely helpful in battle.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 160922,
|
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"SuitId": 1609,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Real mad for cute lasses, even physical death could not part her from her cute-is-justice philosophy. She has been continuing with her research, but is refusing to share the results with Asimov. After all, Asimov is still quite a ways from being a cute girl.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 161021,
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"SuitId": 1610,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Philip II was born into a military family and received strict a military education since her childhood. But why make war, when you can make art? The military and industrial sectors may have been thriving during the Golden Age, but to pursue the sublime heights, and to soothe the spirits of the people, Philip II left her family at a young age to join the newly established WGAA. Her flute performance is said to be quite a feast for the ears.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 161022,
|
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"SuitId": 1610,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Philip II loves performing on stage. A master of various musical performance styles, she can easily comfort the minds of her audience. President Allen is currently preparing a concert for Philip II and other virtual idols.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
|
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"Id": 161121,
|
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"SuitId": 1611,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Guinevere was still human, she was fond of analyzing interpersonal relationships and searching for this thing called love in them. Despite being able to get along with everyone, no one has ever truly understood her. She eventually embarked on a journey to find true love and disappeared from the face of the earth. Guinevere's movements are graceful sights that heal the mind and provide emotional support for soldiers on the battlefield.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 161122,
|
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"SuitId": 1611,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "It seems that she might have special feelings for the commandant, but when being asked about this, she always replies with an ambiguous answer and a subtle smile.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161221,
|
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"SuitId": 1612,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Frederick was a famous virtual idol during the mechanoid restoration craze. Like a ghost in the shell, she would hide in the currents of the internet and do guerilla gigs on random terminals. The origins of Frederick are a mystery, though some researchers believe that her design might have been inspired by the early Golden Age WGAA member, Philip II. Concerning this matter, President Allen has refused to provide any answers. Frederick's experience in stealth and dodging has taught many Constructs how to avoid damage in battles.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161222,
|
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"SuitId": 1612,
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Frederick is unaware of how she got turned into a memory chip, but it hardly matters. After all, she can still hold concerts. Ever since she joined, her morning gigs have practically decommissioned the commandant's alarm clock.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161321,
|
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"SuitId": 1613,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When Bathlon was still human, she was known as a one-man army, specializing in one-against-many warfare. Despite her outstanding contributions, Bathlon shunned fame and wealth. She stayed a mere soldier until her death. She knew deep down inside that peace was not for her, and that the battlefield will be her final resting place. Bathlon's battle experience provides great strategic insight to Constructs in battle.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161322,
|
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"SuitId": 1613,
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Now, Bathlon is back on the battlefield in the form of a memory chip, wielding her military talents to her heart's content. She seems quite unfazed about being turned in a memory chip, in fact, she seems even a bit happy about it. After all, she no longer has to worry about her receding hairline.",
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"Condition": 811006
|
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},
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{
|
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"Id": 161421,
|
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"SuitId": 1614,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "When Patton was still human, she was more a slaughterer than a soldier. She never wore an army uniform. Military discipline meant nothing to her. She did only one thing, and she was good at it\u2014destroying all enemies on the battlefield. Patton's valiance has been an inspiring example to all Constructs.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161422,
|
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"SuitId": 1614,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Before the commandant pointed it out, Patton had no idea why everyone would be scared away the second they see her. Now, Patton is dedicating time to learn how to control her facial expressions and her sword arm from lashing out.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161521,
|
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"SuitId": 1615,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Chen Jiyuan was the head of KCC's Fuxi Crew when he was a human. With astronomy and arithmetic as his major fields of study, Chen Jiyuan was the first to observe FTL route beyond the Milky Way. In terms of his contribution to the field of machine making technology, he was the creator of the initial Musashi and Prime versions and developed the East-Asian mechanical style. He also came up with mechanical upgrade plans that were beyond his times, but unfortunately he \"accidently\" died from a liquid nitrogen leakage before he could implement them. It's said that the observation deck in the Kowloong Corp was built according to his early design scheme.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161522,
|
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"SuitId": 1615,
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Chen Jiyuan's Memory was later recycled by the Science Council and made into a Memory Chip. Back on Earth again, Chen Jiyuan refused to reveal the truth behind his death and would rather redirect his energy from clinging to the past to a scientific research that seemingly aimed at preventing something from happening. Due to the overwhelming amount of calculation data Chen Jiyuan produced, even Asimov found it hard to comprehend what research Chen Jiyuan was doing. The two always had fights because of the research and their old identities.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
|
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"Id": 141621,
|
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"SuitId": 1416,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "The human Nimitz was an excellent navigator and tactician in the deep sea. She is of great help to Constructs in deep sea missions.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 141622,
|
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"SuitId": 1416,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Nimitz is now dealing with Port Murmansk matters with Cunningham.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 150921,
|
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"SuitId": 1509,
|
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Boudica was an important figure in the mechanical restoration craze. She believes in machine sentience, thinking that machines should have the same right as human beings. She also led armed conflicts against anti-machinists.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 150922,
|
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"SuitId": 1509,
|
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Boudica's memory was later recovered by the World Government. Her commanding prowess and tactical abilities have been of great help to frontline soldiers.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161621,
|
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"SuitId": 1616,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "An early military Construct. Support type. Carries mobile terraforming equipment, and is responsible for battlefield surveying and basic construction work. Not built for combat, Koya is more suited to providing support to his comrades before and after a battle. He is also a close friend of Kamui. During his time with Kamui, Koya has noticed some secrets of Kamui, but has decided to stay silent on the matter, and he himself does not mind them at all. In his last mission, Koya received special orders from Nikola. The mission failed and Koya lost his life.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161622,
|
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"SuitId": 1616,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Using the simulated data in Babylonia's database, a Koya memory chip was created. The memory chip Koya is, however, extremely unstable. Only a few select members can receive his help.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155521,
|
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"SuitId": 1555,
|
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "A collaboration memory with KFC. It's finger lickin' good.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155522,
|
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"SuitId": 1555,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Hmph, yeah yeah, just sit there and I'll get it to you.",
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"Condition": 811006
|
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155621,
|
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"SuitId": 1556,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "A collaboration memory with KFC. The best service for customers.",
|
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155622,
|
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"SuitId": 1556,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Welcome, Commandant. I thought you wouldn't come today.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161721,
|
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"SuitId": 1617,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Leeuwenhoek was one of Kurono's chief technicians back when he was alive. His primary fields of study included ultra-precision military manufacturing, as well as the design and improvement of internal vital circuits after Construct Tech was introduced. As Punishing Virus continued to wreak havoc, Leeuwenhoek was deeply concerned. He wanted to leave Kurono to fight for the mankind instead. Unfortunately, Kurono would never allow him to escape. On the night that Leeuwenhoek tried to leave the lab, a bolt soaked in neurotoxin struck his back...",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161722,
|
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"SuitId": 1617,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Kurono retrieved Leeuwenhoek's body and made a backup of his memories before his brain activity completely stopped. The Memory Chip was then used to assist the artificial intelligence in research, but was later brought back to Babylonia by Asimov in an operation. Reborn as a Memory, Leeuwenhoek was finally able to fulfil his wish. His original Memory Chip was installed in Asimov's lab, while the authorized copies were also distributed to the Task Force to help them in tactical analysis and decision making. When Chen Jiyuan and Asimov had their arguments, Leeuwenhoek was sometimes seen mediating between them.",
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"Condition": 811006
|
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161811,
|
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"SuitId": 1618,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "His wisdom helped to frame the reign.\\nWho said a scholar could not be a general? Sword and armor were his best friends.\\nTwenty years of warfare, thirty ages of legacy.\\nHis flesh is long gone, but his soul lives in Guiyun.",
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"Condition": 811003
|
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161822,
|
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"SuitId": 1618,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "\u2014Why would Qu give your Memory Chip to us?\\n\u2014Times have changed. She's no longer the ruler, and I'm no longer her advisor.\\n\u2014And she knows what I want to see.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161921,
|
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"SuitId": 1619,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Star of Life under the personal profile, the record of Flamel left in the Star of Life now is the name only, as if she has never existed. No one knows what she went through, but only fragmented rumors tell of her wild experiments in medicine. Some people say that Flamel's experiments allowed her to live forever in a human state with her beloved, while others say that her experiments will bring the dead back from the dark. No one knows the truth of these rumors, but only some dusty data indicate that it is not groundless, and the door of taboos has indeed been pushed open.",
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"Condition": 811003
|
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 161922,
|
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"SuitId": 1619,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "People who have passed away should pass away with dignity, instead of being resurrected by all means, so that's one of the reasons why her name is taboo. Stop tracing her trail, and this is the only advice I can leave for future generations...",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162011,
|
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"SuitId": 1620,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "As one of the main sponsors of WGAA, Lucrezia was supposed to have her name listed among other significant WGAA members.\\nQuite to the contrary, everything related to her, even her name, had become a taboo of WGAA.\\nThe publicly disclosed WGAA history had no mention of her name, even the list of sponsors was later modified and referred to her as \"an old friend\" instead.\\nRumor had it that she accumulated her wealth via deals with Kurono. Some tabloid reporters claimed she once sponsored someone that she shouldn't...",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162012,
|
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"SuitId": 1620,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Lucrezia's death was as mysterious as her background.\\nThere was no witness, no investigation, no agents running forensic ballistics with laser pointers. Only a few people related to her arrived at the scene, and they all agreed that the body was hers.\\nThat's all we know in Babylonia.\\nOn this desk right now is the Memory Chip named after her. My advice to you is to not go too far tracing its source.\\nAll you have to know is that I have no intention to find out the secrets behind it, nor do I want it to slip into the hands of those who shouldn't have access to it. It's a great chip, after all. \u2014 Asimov",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162211,
|
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"SuitId": 1622,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Tifa, previously a Construct from the Babylonia Task Force Suzaku. Captured and rebuilt by the Ascendant Roland during a mission, she is defeated in the subsequent battle with Gray Raven.\\nAfterward, the containment chamber she is in is retrieved by Babylonia personnel, and there have been no more records of her.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162212,
|
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"SuitId": 1622,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "I want to... see the commandant again...\\nI want to... tell the commandant that I've survived...\\nBut she is in no shape to see anyone ever again. Instead of hopelessly persisting, perhaps an end would be a better ending for the suffering young girl.\\nThat is why when the blade Sariel pierces her chest, she does not resist.\\nPerhaps the unspoken words those pale lips would have said is not a cry of pain, but a sigh of relief.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155321,
|
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"SuitId": 1553,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story I",
|
|
"Text": "Before the coming of the celebratory day, Babylonia are making all efforts to prepare various materials and gifts to fill up the preparation room of Gray Raven. \"Wrap it up! Commandant must love it!\" Although he cannot understand why he has to do such meaningless things, Lee is still packing the gifts before the commandant arrives, with the celebration costumes draped around his shoulders.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155323,
|
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"SuitId": 1553,
|
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"Order": 3,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story III",
|
|
"Text": "Standing in front of the snow-covered steps, he, as well as the Gray Raven, wrote down their New Year's Wishes on the Kongming Lantern.\\n\u2014May the journey of the Gray Raven last forever.\\n\"Although no evidence showed that a Kongming Lantern can help to fulfill one's wish, I felt happy when I wrote down my wish.\"",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162311,
|
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"SuitId": 1623,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Born in the Golden Age, he was an actor who had only ever played one role\u2014Jack. The villain was so successful that nobody remembered his original name or nature. It was both fortunate and unfortunate for him. After the Punishing outbreak, he stood at the frontline as \"Jack\", just like how he protected the city he loved on the big screen. The signature grin never disappeared from his face since then.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162312,
|
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"SuitId": 1623,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "Jack's body was found in the ruins of his city. He was smiling until the last moment, as if death was nothing but a funny show. Babylonia eventually took him in as a Tactical Memory under the recommendation of the World Government Association of Art. The Science Council found his real name in his memory, but he insisted to be addressed as Jack.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162411,
|
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"SuitId": 1624,
|
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"Order": 1,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
|
"Title": "Story I",
|
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"Text": "Just like other Star of Life medics, Elizabeth worked non-stop to treat patients from place to place.\\nLater, when the war broke out, she became a military medic. She managed to create a small safe zone under fire to perform emergency surgeries for dozens of soldiers under harsh conditions. Eventually, the war to reclaim the area was victorious, and Elizabeth also helped to significantly optimize the medical condition of the battlefield. However, she was severely wounded in the war and had to live with an infusion stand for the rest of her life.\\nUnder her leadership, small medical tents were put up on the desolate battlefield, covering it under the starlight of life. Her name was thus remembered by numerous patients and medics.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 162412,
|
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"SuitId": 1624,
|
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"Order": 2,
|
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story II",
|
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"Text": "People found Elizabeth's body among the bodies of dozens of medics and patients after a surprise attack.\\nThere was a debate between Star of Life and Babylonia over whether or not to convert Elizabeth into a Tactical Memory. But eventually, the medics who worked with her agreed to make her a Memory for soldiers to use based on her great accomplishments. She thus became a companion for soldiers on the battlefield.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
|
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{
|
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"Id": 155811,
|
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"SuitId": 1558,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
|
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"Title": "Story",
|
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"Text": "The broken marble, the dark corpses, the cold symbol of the mass death. None of these scares him.\\nWhat he fears is another shadow, love, the shared future of all beings. What he doesn't dare to look at is not the shining metals or marble gravestones, but roses.\\nHe works tirelessly on the complex mission on the other side of the mirror and devotes himself to creating nightmares.\\n\"From the other side of death...\"",
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"Condition": 811001
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},
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{
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"Id": 162511,
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"SuitId": 1625,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Seraphine is an ordinary maid but also a talented painter. During her early years in the Golden Age, Seraphine worked diligently as a maid in households to earn a living. She could only escape for a little while from the hardship of life when she was painting alone at night. She would hum melodies to shut away the noise of the city and indulge herself in the palace of art with the goddess and the candlelight as her companions. She used the elements of eyes, feathers, and plants to produce paintings of a mysterious world. Her unique art style greatly impacted the world of art and made her an important figure in art history. However, the Punishing Virus changed everything. All the exhibitions, invitations, and collaborations were ruined by the war. Her paintings were destroyed in the chaos. Everything she had was gone. Even Seraphine herself disappeared from the public eye, leaving only a few legends for people to gossip about.",
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"Id": 162611,
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"SuitId": 1626,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Marco is the only Kowloong Crew member who is not from Kowloong. It's said that she was headhunted by Bai Gui, the leader of Chiwen Crew, from the Transatlantic Economic Community to Kowloong. After joining Kowloong, she was mainly in charge of international merchant channels and air and sea route planning. Marco plays a crucial role in making Kowloong as dominant as the Arctic Route Union in the world of logistics globally. However, according to Marco herself, she left the Transatlantic Economic Community just because she was amazed by the mysterious ancient oriental atmosphere of Kowloong. In fact, Marco also wrote a lot about her travel experience in Kowloong during her spare time, which made her a famous figure in the nonfiction literary world.",
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"Condition": 811003
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"Id": 162612,
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"SuitId": 1626,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "According to records, Marco's last report was a record of her departure from a port to trade around the world on a Kua-Er (A Chinese god of strength) grade dreadnought. Following the digital signal, people eventually found the stranded huge ship and the dying Marco near the Derek Strait.\\nAccording to the travel log, many mechanoids on the ship caught the Punishing Virus, which led to a riot during the voyage. The sailors tried their best to fight against the mechanoids under Marco's lead, but the ship eventually encountered abnormal sea currents and was stranded near the Derek Strait and taken over by the countless Corrupted. Marco's last wish was to be made into a Tactical Memory. Maybe she still wished to see the world connected once again with her own eyes and people satisfied by buying quality goods from great merchants.",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 162711,
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"SuitId": 1627,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Ever since he was born, Unimate had been working like a perpetual motion machine to research the \"unknown\" territory with the tools of rationality and logic. Unable to understand Unimate's endless passion, people thought he was nothing but a crazy talent. Unimate had no complaints about it. In fact, he was pretty happy. Under the madness, electric arcs were woven into souls, the jubilance of things that were not supposed to be eliminated.\\nHowever, the outbreak of the Punishing Virus launched him into the abyss. In the last few minutes of his life, Unimate touched his unfinished heart for the very last time, stepped into the fire, and destroyed himself.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 162712,
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"SuitId": 1627,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "On the scorched chest, obsolete gear lies quietly in the center like a heart. Underneath is a chip that is still functioning miraculously.\\nNo one knows where the Unimate Memory came from. They only know that Unimate was a short-lived talent that shouldn't have been taken away by the ridiculous virus. Someone got him out of his body and placed him into this broken machine. Who is the one behind this?",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 162811,
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"SuitId": 1628,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Isabel believed the craziest fantasy derived from the sincerest heartbeats. Despite the praise and recognition she received, she still sought to break the constraint of human cognition and free the imagination. If the human body was the obstacle, then let it be gone. With her determined hope and belief, Isabel would observe and think from a new perspective and embrace a new world. She would touch, feel, and hold every heartbeat tight to let her mind reach the true vast beyond.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 162812,
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"SuitId": 1628,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Isabel died. The robot who held her was pretty sure of that. He ended her life himself and converted her into a Tactical Memory. Isabel said her death was the last lesson in the pursuit of truth. Did she break the limit? Were the machines unshackled? Will they be able to walk to true freedom after seeing what's in each other's eyes?",
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"Condition": 811006
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{
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"Id": 162911,
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"SuitId": 1629,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Boone was a forest ranger during the Golden Age, and her parents were both explorers and zoologists. Together, they lived in the wild and helped maintain balance with the natural environment in an undeveloped area. As a hot-headed lone wolf, she lacked proper communication skills. Her first action when confronted with poachers was to fire a warning shot. But with animals, she had a unique ability to calm most animals. After the Punishing Virus outbreak, Boone was attacked by the Corrupted and left on the brink of death while escorting endangered animals to Babylonia.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 162912,
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"SuitId": 1629,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Impressed by this special forest ranger, Babylonia decided to take her in as a Tactical Memory. Boone brings significant operational efficiency upgrades to the carrier, especially in terms of thermal and blunt-force weaponry. However, her difficult personality has become an unexpected hurdle. Only a few Constructs can get along with her.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163011,
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"SuitId": 1630,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Shelley was born at the end of the Golden Age. He witnessed the glorious past of humanity and how easily it was destroyed by the Punishing Virus. He was a member of the Diplomatic Court of Babylonia until he came across people who claimed to be \"the Forsaken\" during a trade with ACA. He then decided to leave Babylonia to stay on the ground and fight for justice and a future that might not exist for these forgotten ones. The leader of the Forsaken told him, \"The Forsaken don't need Babylonia's cheap sympathy.\" But Shelley was not discouraged. Instead, he tried to work on an art form called \"poetry\", recording and celebrating the will and glory of them.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163012,
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"SuitId": 1630,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "The Punishing Virus destroyed everything but failed to vanish the dream and hope in the eyes of a poet. Shelley's poems spread across Babylonia through acquaintances at WGAA. His meaningful yet imaginative poems touched citizens who were completely unaware of the ongoing disaster on the ground. His pen became a more powerful weapon than bullets. Many started to travel around, trying to get in touch with the Forsaken again. And Shelley was gradually accepted by the Forsaken and became one of them. However, Shelley's life ended abruptly. An accident took his life as he took the transport craft to Babylonia as the ambassador of the Forsaken. The craft fell into the sea, and the only thing they managed to get back was his cold dead body. In memory of this comrade who fought with his pen, the Forsaken saved his memory data. Due to the accident, the relations between the Forsaken and Babylonia plumbed new depths. The tension lasted a long time until a commandant mediated between them. Shelley's memory was thus successfully transported to Babylonia and made into a Tactical Memory according to the will Shelley left long before he passed away.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163111,
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"SuitId": 1631,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Even among the Purifying Force members who are despised for being ominous, Charlotte is a fearful name to be heard. This is not because of her cruelty or the astonishing number of traitors she killed but her persistence and tenacity. Once someone is considered a target by her, she will make sure to eliminate them while walking her elegant steps at all costs. Gentle but brutal, elegant yet dirty, she is a mixture of all these opposite elements. It's said that she was born to a famous family in Babylonia but became a Construct for unknown reasons. She even got into the intimidating Purifying Force for the sole purpose of killing someone.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163112,
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"SuitId": 1631,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "One day, Charlotte finally saw the man's name on the list of elimination, the man that she dreamed to kill. She would never forget how he stabbed the blade into her innocent parents' chests after the banquet, even though she was still little, even though he was wearing a mask showing only his eyes. However, when she found him, he stood fearlessly before her, along with his illegal Construct safeguards. She knew that it was his plan to get her out and kill her once and for all so that he could finally have a nice sleep, but she bowed elegantly holding her dress just like she would normally do. Her red lips would be the most beautiful and terrifying thing the man had ever seen in his life. The crimson blade went up and broke, but it still went through the man's chest and ended his life, which was even dirtier than his look. But Charlotte also fell like a flower that died in silence. The Memory she left was stored in Babylonia. Her life as Charlotte ended, but her soul will keep on fighting against the filthy people as part of the Purifying Force.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163211,
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"SuitId": 1632,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Born before the Golden Age, Turing had been through the long night before mankind embraced the radiant era of Golden Age. He displayed astonishing mathematical talent from a young age. During his time in scientific research, he published multiple deeply influential papers and research findings. During the Golden Age, Turing devoted himself to the computer artificial intelligence (AI) industry and further developed the relevant conjectures he previously proposed. Every advancement in computer AI during the early days of the Golden Age could not have been accomplished without Turing, making him a global leader in the relevant fields of research.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163212,
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"SuitId": 1632,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "However, the fall of this genius was as unexpected as the sudden dimming of stars. On a sunny morning, when Turing's assistant pushed open the door of his personal lab, he did not hear the familiar greetings; only Turing's lifeless body awaited him. To others, the death of this genius puzzle-solver itself was an impenetrable mystery. The World Government blocked all the information regarding his death. Over the years, two relatively reasonable speculations emerged. The first suggests that Turing's experiments had in fact achieved more than satisfactory results, but he refused to submit them for his own consideration or other \"ethical\" reasons, leading to his \"disposal.\" The second is that Turing's death itself was a well-designed \"experiment.\" In order to explore the future of computer AI and human intelligence, this genius chose to use himself as the subject. Regardless of the true cause, even in his demise, Turing's memory data continues to influence the cutting-edge research in relevant fields.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163311,
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"SuitId": 1633,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Aline was a prodigious painter born during the Golden Age. Despite being raised under the wings of an eminent banker from the Transatlantic Economic Community, she was enamored of the idyllic life in a hamlet that existed before the Golden Age. With such aspiration she eventually left behind her wealthy family. She used the money earned from her creative works to rent a cabin in an obscure hamlet, immersing herself in a warm, bright, and innocent artistic world.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163312,
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"SuitId": 1633,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "After the Punishing Virus broke out, everything changed. Aline watched her beloved grain field and many scenes in her paintings burn to ashes. As the world was telling her she could not be the Aline living in her own bubble anymore, she decided to put down her paintbrushes and pick up a weapon, fighting against the devastating virus. Still, Aline's fight came to an end like any other one. She took her last breath just before the sun broke out. The WGAA found her body alongside an empty shotgun and an unfinished drawing\u2014a light that dispelled the night, that Aline could not see again. To realize the girl's last wish the other way, the WGAA sent her memory data back to Babylonia and reformed it into a Tactical Memory. Not before long, her will has been inherited by the ones with the same conviction.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163411,
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"SuitId": 1634,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Diesel was known as a top physicist from the early Golden Age and an iconic unlimited off-road bike racer. Her life's ambition was to break humanity's speed constraints, and she was always gazing beyond the fourth cosmic velocity into the vast expanse of space. However, upon discovering her research was used in the development of long-range lethal weapons, she destroyed her life's work. Leaving the world of science, she opened a vintage car shop in her hometown, making a living fixing diesel engines that time had left behind.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163412,
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"SuitId": 1634,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "After repeatedly rejecting offers to rejoin leading tech corporations, Diesel decided to go off the grid. She set off on a journey with no end on a bike she'd modified herself. From that point on, Diesel's name disappeared from public view. Until one day, after the Punishing outbreak, a traveler stumbled upon her body at a nameless strait. The traveler took Diesel's preserved consciousness data and, understanding her last wishes, continued the final journey they'd both started.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163511,
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"SuitId": 1635,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "When the nameless girl opened her eyes for the first time, all she saw was the dim light of the unknown laboratory, shattered cultivation pod, and her own blood from the glass-cut wound, mixed with the life support fluid. She wanted to find the purpose of her existence. After searching around in the abandoned research facility, she found the information of the head researcher and named herself \"Fran\" after her, then embarked on a journey to find her \"biological parents.\"",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163512,
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"SuitId": 1635,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "The girl observed other humans along her journey. She learned about the happiness that belonged to \"humans,\" and wished her own creator would give her the same. Still, Fran's simple wish was not answered. She finally found her \"biological mother,\" an ex-employee of Daedalus, only to learn that she was but an experiment subject for an artificial organ transplant project, and she was never expected to \"survive.\" Fran went berserk and killed her creator before she disappeared. When the Science Council found her again, she was lying on a vast snowfield, curled up like a wounded beast quietly waiting for its death. Her consciousness was ultimately preserved, but nobody could adapt to this unique Tactical Memory. Perhaps she is still waiting for a \"kin\" who can truly understand her.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 163611,
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"SuitId": 1636,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Signa was born in the early Golden Age, an era when science and technology boomed. Yet, she chose to walk the solitary path of philosophy. She quietly held a candle in the unexplored wasteland, carrying forth those faint glimmers that should have glowed in the heart of mankind\u2014philosophy, literature, history, and law\u2014the unique things that would support humans even when they were venturing among the stars.\\nOne could hardly connect Signa's gentle smile to the thousands of years of human civilization that lay under, but her influence prevented the human sciences in the Golden Age from falling into emptiness and despair. Even now, there are still libraries and streets named after her in Babylonia.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163711,
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"SuitId": 1637,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Derketo was a talented singer of the Golden Age with an extraordinary voice. It was said that when she performed in an opera house on the sea, her voice penetrated the wall and reached the sea, mesmerizing the sailors of vessels, causing them to veer off course and collide on the opera house walls, leaving many marks. She was hence known as the \"Fairy of the Sea\", but she cared little for such praise. Instead, she retired at the peak of her career, relocating to a small port near the Arctic Route Union with her daughter. In her spare time, she would take her daughter and nearby children out, teaching them how to sing about the sea and praise the snowfield.\\nWhen the Punishing pandemic swept the world, Derketo had a ticket to Babylonia as a renowned artist, but she chose to stay on the ground for her daughter and other kids in the port, and used her savings to collaborate with illegal labs to fund their research of Constructs. She also became one of the first humanoid-hybrid Constructs.",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 163712,
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"SuitId": 1637,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "When Derketo returned to the port from patrol, she was met with nothing but a deadly silence. Her daughter, who always greeted her with songs, never showed up. Instead, she smelled blood and vital fluid. Corrupted invaded this small port, leaving no humans alive. All Derketo saw were Corrupted with red, flickering electronic eyes stumbling in the town, gnawing on human remains, waiting for their next prey. Derketo held her daughter's body in her arms and rode on the waves, singing her last desperate song. With her own frame body, she crushed the last dam that protected the small port town.\\nWhen the Babylonia rescue team arrived and found Derketo, she was still holding her daughter tight. In accordance with her last wish, they were both transformed into tactical Memories, living in a world where they would never be separated again.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 156011,
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"SuitId": 1560,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "She always radiated a cool, aloof aura. She seemed so close yet so distant. She is ever-changing, adopting countless forms.",
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"Condition": 811002
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},
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{
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"Id": 156012,
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"SuitId": 1560,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "No one knew her wishes. No one understood her confusion.",
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"Condition": 811004
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},
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{
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"Id": 156013,
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"SuitId": 1560,
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"Order": 3,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story III",
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"Text": "If you could grasp that beam of white moonlight once more... crown her with it and let her know your true feelings.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 2000121,
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"SuitId": 20001,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "Commandant... Do you like this outfit?",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 2000122,
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"SuitId": 20001,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Dressed in new clothes and elaborate makeup, she blushes shyly. But her acute gaze looks at you in anticipation.",
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"Condition": 811006
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},
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{
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"Id": 2000123,
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"SuitId": 20002,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "The blue sea. The golden beach. The bright sunlight. And a quiet place that should be used for resting, which has been turned into a fierce \"battlefield.\" \"Commandant, that was far from getting me excited...\"",
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"Condition": 811003
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},
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{
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"Id": 2000021,
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"SuitId": 20000,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story I",
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"Text": "To Lucia, the hair accessories or even the glamorous-looking kimonos are nothing but mere embellishments. The beauty of a blooming flower lies not in its vessel. The calm maiden steadily arrived at the shrine before it became crowded, bearing nothing but pure wishes.",
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"Condition": 811002
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},
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{
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"Id": 2000022,
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"SuitId": 20000,
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"Order": 2,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story II",
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"Text": "Girl. Sunshine. Silence. Wishes. \"Please... help me convey my feelings to...\" A flower whispers before the shrine, in this world longing for rejuvenation.",
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"Condition": 811004
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},
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{
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"Id": 5000021,
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"SuitId": 50000,
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"Order": 1,
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"Type": 2,
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"Title": "Story",
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"Text": "A pocket of summer.\\nThe sun-spangled beachside, the small shop under the noon glare, the street corner flickering from the city lights\u2014all memories of you and her.\\nSeasons may come and go, but do never forget this one summer.",
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"Condition": 811004
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}
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