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Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 1)
In the beginning, there is nothing but darkness and silence. A sleep that gives no rest but one out of necessity in order to keep functioning. Behind closed eyelids, the numbers of a clock tick down - one painstaking second at a time.
TIME UNTIL REBOOT:
And then you wake up.
As you shift to a standing position, you feel something sharp and pointed press against your side. Digging into the nearest pocket, you will find two small puzzle pieces. And from their odd shape, it looks like they would fit into a 3D spherical puzzle. Odd. You've never seen them before, but you do get a sense that these are a currency of some sort. Spend them wisely!
Game start.
And then you wake up.
As you shift to a standing position, you feel something sharp and pointed press against your side. Digging into the nearest pocket, you will find two small puzzle pieces. And from their odd shape, it looks like they would fit into a 3D spherical puzzle. Odd. You've never seen them before, but you do get a sense that these are a currency of some sort. Spend them wisely!
Game start.
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[Smiles as she watches him fade away, a strange emotion on her face.]
I'll be able to learn more games too because Intensity is the one who has taught me how to play.
And this was his deck, too. I wonder if I would have won without it. So we won together . . .
[She goes over to place this piece into Smol's hands, too.]
We'll be able to complete this puzzle real soon. It's exciting, isn't it?
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Or.
Maybe it does.
His fingers curl around it carefully. ]
I don't know what happens when I complete it.
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I do not know either. I know it is an option of "winning" but it never does really say what happens to you or anything else. But to me, you always work so hard to achieve your goals, I want to help when I can!
And that is more important to me than winning this "game". It is still winning, but it is winning in a different way!
So we should find the Past now, right?
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[ And he grips her hand again. This time tighter than ever before. ]
In the next room, don't stray too far from me. Okay?
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Hm...okay. I’ll stay close.
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