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โ He forgot. Something else was on his mind. Something that occupied his attention and fell into a suspension resulting in no words left to find.
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The Warden pondered his situation and every piece on the chess board in his mind. " I am glad... However, things seem to have gone in an entirely different direction than what I projected. I cannot shake the feeling that something is... off...," he shakes his head.
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โ "...," the Warden averts his gaze. "Remind me again, Lord Hades... Does that put me in your sights? I understand if so, but if not then I don't."
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โ It was all too cut and dry. Or perhaps the Warden's inability to trust hindered the sight of the bigger picture. Who's to say at this point? It doesn't matter anymore...
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โ He's still thinking about his alter-self. Frustration. What-if's. Disappointment... Sadness. Did his alter-self learn nothing? Or was it ego that prevented him from perceiving the premeditated act of betrayal?
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โ "In the end, all that is left is me once again...," He lets out a small exhale. "Recalibration should be of no issue. Removing pieces to a puzzle is simple, adding them is what makes this difficult."
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