Canon is Infinite Undiscovery. Muse is dusty.

[liberated]

Are you sure you're ready to do this?

It doesn't matter where you send me. I have my own priorities to attend to.

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[sigmundite]

What do you plan to do here, lord Sigmund?

[liberated]

My intent was to find [Capell.] the Liberation Force. If there was anything still that I could do, but it appears there isn't.

[sigmundite]

There's still clean-up work to do, if it's any consolation.

[liberated]

As there always is. [Sigmund is still deep in thought. What use is there for a liberator when the world has been liberated?

Or a former king?] I'll do what I can.

[sigmundite]

I know you will. There is no one we can count on more than you.

[liberated]

It may not be so wise to rely upon the dead.

[sigmundite]

For now, you're not.

[liberated]

How many do you know who have cheated death?

[sigmundite]

Not many. [ Only you. ]

[liberated]

There's no telling if it is a certainty.

[sigmundite]

... I know.

[liberated]

Not even Veros has the power to make these things permanent. [If he does, well, Sigmund doubts he'll bestow that gift.]

[sigmundite]

... I don't believe he would put such an effort our way, now, had he the power. We didn't make friends with him, to say the least.

[liberated]

Did you defeat him?

[sigmundite]

Yes, we did.

[liberated]

[He has a fond look in his eyes. How great all of them were!]

... I can't say I'm bothered much by that.

[sigmundite]

I imagine not. We figured out his nature pretty quickly.

[liberated]

Did he side with Leonid?