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[It's so bad now that Luke feels like he can barely get out of bed except for necessary needs. It's... honestly kind of strange. Sure, he's scared, and sure, he hates having to lay here and just wait for it to happen, despite writing and drawing to pass the time. But he isn't quite as terrified as he was just a month ago.

It's like he's accepted that this is happening in a quiet, somber sort of way.

There's pain every day, he's tired every day, he's thin and pale and looks as if he's just wasting away, as if he's all that's left after tiny pieces of himself slowly just... faded away. Even his hair seemed not quite as full as it ought to be.

He hated it, yes. But it's happening. And he's close to fading away completely, he knows that. Maybe that's why he's mostly okay with this. It can finally be over.

He'd only flipped through the journal to keep track of everyone. Now, though, he can't help being morbidly curious, in a way. So, making sure that he himself is out of sight, he writes slowly to the masses.]

If someone told you that you didn't have much longer to live, what would you do about it? What would you do with the last days of your life?

[It's a question that could be asked even by a curious healthy person, something to get people to think. He can think of it that way, and get answers that he might just need because of it.]

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That's probably what I'd do, now that I think about it. Then they won't have to be sad, or treat me differently because of it. I just feel like... it'd remind everyone of what's coming, you know?

[He'd like to argue that - Someone may remember you, sure, but you yourself wouldn't know it. Your future is just... gone.

But thinking of it just makes him even more aware of how much longer he has left, so he keeps it inside. It scares him to think about.]

But memories fade away after a while... right?

What, I'm not allowed to be?

[There's a tone of playful annoyance in his tone. But really, he can't ask deep questions every now and then?]

[Luke would have done the same thing, considering how embarrassed he gets when people see his writing. But... He just didn't feel like talking. Not when he even sounded weak and tired.]

No, I [there's a pause, before:] wouldn't.

[Because... well. He's not supposed to exist. He wasn't supposed to be born. Why shouldn't he be forgotten? It'd be the way it was supposed to be after that.

But he pushes that thought aside. Those kinds of thoughts haven't plagued him in a while now... And what a time to show up. He's better than this. He's here now, he's a part of people's lives now, and nothing anyone can do can change that.]

But just living isn't all that memorable, right?

It's a good enough start.

[Though it does make this kid wonder about something.]

But let me ask you something: How would you go about doing that exactly? Making everyone happy, that is.

In the grand scale of things? No, not really. [Everything lives. Everything dies. It's the one constant of all the universes Sanji has come across. There's no such thing as forever]

But our lives affect the people we interact with. When we're gone, that changes them.

"... If you wish to talk, I'd be willing to lend an ear."

No. [Memories are something Asbel feels very strongly on.]

The strength of a memory might fade over time, but it's never truly gone, as long as you want to remember it.

I think it would be, too. That's probably why someone might try to avoid it.

Don't let it get you down.

That just means, you need to bring those you care about much more closer to you.

Having parties and smiling helps.

Yeah. I wouldn't want them to be thinking about that while we were spending time together.

At first, yes. I think it would be [aka, it was] scary [terrifying].

I suppose coming to terms with it is the first step. We can't help others feel less sad if we ourselves aren't ready to face the future.

Okay. I'll keep smiling for as long as I can, so don't worry.

I'd [A pause. What would she do? Rhyme doesn't like to lie, especially not to her brother, but she'd rather see them smile around her than be sad about what is to come.]

want them all to be happy around me. I wouldn't want them to frown or cry when my back is turned because they know what's going to happen.

I know.

We know what's going to happen, so it's better to die without regret. Not spend the rest of your life worrying and being reminded of it. We know already.

[There's some pauses in his writing. Writing it out can be pretty hard. What to write down and how to phrase them right.]

So I want our last memories to be happy ones.

[That might be why he want to keep their Luceti memories, whenever he went home, for Atsuro's sake.]

I don't know if there's anything new I'd really want to do. But I'd definitely do stuff with my friends. I guess I'd have to make sure there'd be somebody to take over my job, too.

[He couldn't hand the casino management over to just anyone; his Family needs to be able to get good money from it.]

Do you think so?

[dhfkhlksa well it was only--...oh, well. Actually, cake sounds good right about now.] If you can eat a whole cake, then you must really like it.

His story? Well uh... it's kinda complicated. Or at least, I dunno the specifics about it, but... he was made by Team Rocket. He actually didn't like humans at first, and it took a lot to get him to trust us. He almost killed me when we first met, actually!

They do. I have.

[Ion stares at the page for a long while. Although it's not written, "I don't want to tell you" seems heavily implied.]

[But what is it he doesn't want to tell? Ion doesn't know if this is real or not. It could be about a friend, it could be about Luke, or it could very well just be a hypothetical situation for no particular reason.]

[Either way, the last thing he wants to do is badger Luke about his answer.]

I can understand that. It's difficult to tell people something when you know it would only hurt them. Perhaps especially if it's something important.

[THE MOST LIVELY.]

If you didn't have a reason, you wouldn't have asked.

Sure sounds like it! [Ginji notices this, but he doesn't focus in on it too much. Luke did just rattle off a long sentence, after all.]

We might not be living in the Dawn Age, but there isn't too much that's beyond our reach so long as we've got a vision, the parts, and enough manpower to build it. Maybe even when we get back, Auldrant'll see some roller coasters of its own.

Just... spend a bunch of time with them and try to reassure 'em. Maybe do something really special with the time I had left.

You're more like the type to charge head-first into things without thinking at all.

[ Nope! He meant what he wrote, sure enough. ]

In a potentially eternal life where each day you have no guarantees whether you'll live or die, knowing that it's time to wrap everything up and get ready to welcome the end might be the greatest relief of all.

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