<i>Talim rolled over in the bed yawning softly. He was hungry. He sat up and ventured into the bathroom. Paradox said nothing as he watched the man slip on his now damp pants. His jacket would have to dry before he was to put it back on. <br/>
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"Where are you going?"<br/>
"I'm hungry..."<br/>
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Talim replied to his spirit as he headed to the first level of the building. He went into the dining hall and sighed softly. He wondered where to sit.<br/>
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"How about you sit close to that girl over there..."<br/>
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Paradox had taken the shape of the skull with wings pin, but this time as an earring dangling from Talim's left ear. Talim didn't know why he wanted him seated so closely to the girl. He didn't see anything special about her at all. The male sat at a table right in front of her. He sat so he that he was facing her. Paradox had materialized, seating himself in the vacant chair in front of Talim. When a maid approached his table, Talim ordered his food.<br/>
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"What's Zeke like? Why is it so important to you that he is revived?"<br/>
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Talim suddenly asked.<br/>
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"Well...This world is disgusting. Populated by nothing but useless filth. Zeke wants to clean it up. Make it so that, only us worthy of this world can finally live in peace."<br/>
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Talim smiled. Peace sounded nice. </i>