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Sensei taught her well, taught her everything she knew, didnʼt he?
Time used to mean so much to her.
So then... how did she lose sight of it?
It used to mean gaining new friends.
It used to mean losing old friends.
How did she forget all that she learned?
It used to mean being happy and being sad.
It used to mean being disappointed and being hurt.
She got too caught up in the lies, that she forgot that couldnʼt have one without the other.
It used to mean learning new and wonderful things.
It used to mean discovering old and terrible secrets.
Knowledge always came at a price – why else would Ignorance be bliss?
It used to mean everything she loved.
It used to mean everything she hated.
All the things that she once loved, now she despised... Why?
But...
Oh...
Time had long since lost all meaning.
Time had long since come to mean nothing.
I see... In the end, it was inevitable...
Ever since that day...
If Sensei could see us now, heʼd probably be disappointed...
When everything changed...
And her the world became hell.
...But Senseiʼs not around to tell us so anymore, is he?