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Louis:  An emergency caused by a paradox, Schrödinger’s Maxwell’s Einstein was Nicola Tesla… “What is this?! What is all this?! Memories aren’t delusions! The dregs of a soul aren’t something you can just warp at will! So! This is the world you saw, mister! This is your history…a story all your own!” Louis ran her fingers through her long, long blond hair as something inside her exploded. To think such an impossible, world-bending thing like this could exist.
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Louis:  “Mister, are you an Archbishop like us?”
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Louis:  “See! Petelgeuse is saying it in your memories, too! The factor is here! You’re Pride and… Isn’t that my seat? !” Tapping her temple with her finger, Louis devoured the memories to the bone. It was hard to believe. Unbelievable even. No one other than Gluttony could begin to believe it. But because Louis could share the same memories, she could see for herself the path that Natsuki Subaru had taken. Or rather, she didn’t have to believe it; she knew it for a fact. Because it was already the same path that Louis Arneb had taken now, too.
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Louis:  “Whoa, amazing! You really died! Horrifically! Pathetically! Over and over! No fair, no fair, no fair… No, it’s so lovely! This is…this is death!! !” Something that should not be possible, that should not exist, a memory of what lay beyond death. Something fundamentally different from any of that near-death experience urban myth stuff, too. The curtain fall that signaled a soul shattering, a life scattering, a breath ceasing…
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Louis:  “—Return by Death…” That was the great centerpiece of the memories that had taken root in her. Accumulating the experience of countless deaths, carving them all into a soul that should only have been able to experience one, Natsuki Subaru was brimming with sediment. And Natsuki Subaru had overcome every sort of difficulty.
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Louis:  “—want it.” Why had Natsuki Subaru been able to reach the corridors of memory? Why was Natsuki Subaru not affected by Gluttony’s power? All those questions became like worthless confetti in the face of the ability to surpass death.
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Louis:  —Louis Arneb was searching for the greatest life. And having consumed all sorts of lives, she had reached the conclusion that the greatest life didn’t come from being wealthy or being loved by countless people, or being blessed with some great status. The greatest life was a life that went according to plan. A life where every hope, wish, and dream came true. A perfect world where there was no inconvenience, where there was no incompleteness, where there was no unreasonableness. Louis had always been searching for a way to make that happen. She had been searching inside herself for the answer all this time, but finally, she understood.
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Louis:  “It’s Return by Death.” With that, she could undo anything she didn’t like, undo any mistakes. She could deal with the fact that there was no knowing what might happen in the future.