“As for what will happen... we won't disappear. That much I can tell you. The world, as we know it, will end... in one way or another.”

And she's right back to being vague. Ah, well. It was fun while it lasted.

“both parties' end goals, yes? At least until we meet for our next... business transaction.”

opening to look at Metallia with cold indifference.

“The surface world is vast. However, your swamp seems to spread indomitably. I would suggest finding somewhere nestled in the earth... there's a quarry near Hunter's Camp, if memory serves. It's abandoned, too. Perfect, is it not?”

“There was only one such individual in the world: Our creator, 'Master Albert'. He altered us with the intent of forcing Model W to establish a link with us, all as a part of his 'Game of Destiny'. In essence, we are forever linked to Model W, no matter where we go...”

She shakes her head, eyes

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“operations to keep him... satiated.”