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Narration:  —The book of prophecy revealed nothing and urged her to make a choice all the same.
human
Beatrice:  "—The hell?” Beatrice closed the book. Simultaneously, there was an unnatural distortion in Subaru’s field of view. His vision became hazy, and he fell to his knees, unable to stand. It definitely wasn’t anemia or fatigue that brought him down. The real culprit was the archive of forbidden books itself, which was swaying quite violently. The floor twisted, and the bookshelves, having lost their balance, tumbled one after another. The books lining their shelves were sent flying, blanketing the room in a sea of covers, spines, and paper. This was the archive of forbidden books that Beatrice had built—if the state of the archive correlated with Beatrice’s mental state, then it was clear she was shaken to the point where she could no longer maintain the place.
gpt
Subaru:  "Beatrice—!” As everything around him became progressively more warped, Subaru did his best to stand as he reached a hand out toward Beatrice. The area around her was the only place unaffected by the distortion; even then, the girl sat atop the stool. If he jumped, he’d reach her. Trusting in this, Subaru turned toward Beatrice and took a leap of faith. The instant he did, space itself ripped open like a piece of paper, and Subaru’s body was only moments away from being swallowed by the tear.
human
Subaru:  "—Oh, cra…!” He wouldn’t make it. Able to do nothing else, Subaru dove into the gap. This was not Passage. It was a leap through space that did not involve a door—Subaru had experienced this exact thing once before. It was when he’d let Emilia die. It was when he’d let Beatrice die.
gpt
Narration:  At the last second, when he turned his eyes toward the rip in space, he saw Beatrice’s lips move. —Every part of her face seemed to say the same thing. Good-bye.