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The Apostle
[Just as the Lost Seeker global threat suddenly emerged, it was also suddenly defeated. Daniel watches a map on a touchpad, that shows the position of the Light Centurion thanks to the transmitter he fired at her unit - and, eventually, should show the mark of the Seekers' secret base.]
...He's probably there. Jason Godefroy. The last of the Three Wise Men. Unless you count me.
[He glances at Steel Wanderer. The mech looks completely normal now, despite its unusual performance during the battle.]
...Apostle Mode. When it was active, I felt... different. Like I'm more in touch with everything. The world, the Gun of God, myself. But when it stopped, the sensation stopped too.
...It was quite something.
...He's probably there. Jason Godefroy. The last of the Three Wise Men. Unless you count me.
[He glances at Steel Wanderer. The mech looks completely normal now, despite its unusual performance during the battle.]
...Apostle Mode. When it was active, I felt... different. Like I'm more in touch with everything. The world, the Gun of God, myself. But when it stopped, the sensation stopped too.
...It was quite something.
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And no, there's no price. I feel like... I paid the price early on. When I got this body. And now, it pays off.
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But, if your body was the price - did not every single member of Lost Seekers pay it too, then?
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[Daniel raises his hand and looks at it.]
This is the price you have to pay, just for the opportunity to learn the truth about God. And only select few even got close.
Only me, as far as I know.
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How likely is it that others will follow your path? The way in which your realization was made... I cannot see many Lost Seekers able to do it.
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With their interpretation of what justice is? Not likely.
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How morbidly humorous.
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...Or maybe they'd refuse to believe it.
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