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Are you fucking serious?! They have more than just me and her?!

[He's this fucking close to storming the gates himself and ripping them all apart with his own hands. If he had the control he wanted, he would. But he fucking didn't and it was infuriating him.

Little did he realize that she'd gone quiet now.]

Good. Burn them down like they did so many lives, directly or by proxy through their inaction. Goddammit!

[Another slam.]

This guy who wrote the report is just the fucking type to let people in Krusnik roam no matter what people tell him to do. You get that fucking liberty when you reach the top... fucking assholes!

Yeah, a whole library of files on every Guardian ever, and way too many of them are like that. And on people who were never Guardians, but who’d caught their interest. And on the people who came here from other worlds.

[He knew he was living in a surveillance state, but Jesus, this is fucked up to an insane degree.]

Ragna—we’re here. We’re going to make sure they can never do this again. Not to you, not to Aoko, not to anyone else.

…do you want these files?

Jesus Christ.

[They're fucking insane. They deserve what's coming to them. Knowing there's at least reliable crazy bastards going in to take them down brought Ragna some relief that he couldn't go in there himself.

He felt his possessor stir, but not in the way she usually did. Not angrily that someone besides her was acknowledging Ragna.

Why does he care... I don't understand...]

... I could give a shit what they have on who I was. They're stupid if they think they're ever going to break me. [It was stated matter of factly, not overconfidently.]

Keep the basic information on Aoko's file. Anything they had on me or what they did to her? Burn it.

Yeah, I know.

[It's one thing to know Ardyn apparently wrote a report on him. It's another to find out the Order kept tabs on everyone who showed even the slightest sliver of potential, with the purpose of recruiting them, over and over and over, and throwing them into the meat grinder, over and over and over again. It's...

Well, it's a horrific thought.]

They are pretty arrogant. With arrogance comes a lot of stupidity, from my and the king's experiences.

[cough Loqi cough. cough "quadruple A games" cough.]

Yeah, got it. I'll write down her basic info and give it to you when we get back. Caleb's pink friend started a bonfire, I'll toss the rest of it in for you.

[God only knew whose soul Ragna really held now. But it didn't matter for him, or whatever his name was before, "Shuichi", "Runar", whatever. He and everyone else they had files on were still people. Human beings.

And knowing they were this sought after for a fucked up Cult added a new layer of horror. Even more so knowing plights were ignored for that purpose. Or invited.]

Got it. Thanks, Noctis. [Ah...] I don't need to tell you twice, but make sure they pay for what they did. Make sure the future is a better one without them.

They will. I can promise you that much. All this? We're not going to let any of this happen again. What happened to Aoko, what happened to you, what happened to their agents before all this—it ends today.

[One way or the other. No, not "one way or the other"—there's only one way this can end.]

And we're coming back home. I'm coming back, I have a fishing game to finish.

Good.

[Only one way forward, and for once in his life Ragna had faith they would all succeed.

Good thing this is voice, cause he didn't realize he had a smile on his face from that faith.]

You better. I might check it out once it's done.

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