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[You're in a clean white room with large windows. Half finished model airplanes are scattered all over the ground. In the center of all of is a large white chair looking almost like a throne with sick white wings sticking out of it and a cross at the very top of it. It's turned to the window.]

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

[A voice calls out from the chair as if reading from a book. It's impossible to see them past the wings but, if you look at the reflection in the window things change. A young blond haired boy in his teens is staring at you with a thin smile on his face. One of his eyes will seem strangely red but, that must be a trick of the reflection, right?]

Igne Natura Renovatur Integra. Child, avert not thine eyes.

[The chair swirls around. That boy is now facing you with one eye glowing red.]

What kind of future do you want?

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untiltheyscream . As a warning, this is the future where 01 is possessing Cain's body. To put it simply, 01 is evil and will offer anyone here creepy replies forever. No worries he won't be attacking or harming anyone in the dream unless it's to its benefit. Just yeah. Creepy forever and possibility of hurt. You are now officially warned.]

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[That thin smile seems to grow. Terrans were always hiding pointless things. As if their secrets had any true value.]

What future would you make?

[The only problem with that summary is that Ami is not in any remote way human, which meant the entire summary remains in question. In fact, the assumption would have offended her from the start, had it been voiced.]

Do you have trouble with your ears?

[But she relents enough to answer the unimportant things, the details, the parts that don't matter nearly as much as the simple core of self-determination. Being her own, not someone else's.]

Now that it's all in our hands, [Ami and her comrades have made sure of that] I want to make it the best there is. There's no point in a future that doesn't improve and evolve.

You're assuming I know what you're referring to. [Silly child. Can't you see he's indulging you? This is his domain. He can easily throw you out of it.]

I'm afraid I don't. You have the upper hand! [He says cheerfully. He sounds like a teacher indulging a slow student.]

So why don't you explain everything? Don't leave out a single detail.

[This time, when he's dismissed what she's said twice, the reply is serious rather than flippant.]

If you don't have ears to listen, there's no point talking with you.

[Because she will never again put up with being sidelined and ignored.]

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Very well. You can leave now.

[Ami turns to walk away, and takes several steps before stopping. She doesn't want to leave. It's mostly being stubborn, but it's also the belated acceptance that despite his dismissive tone, he'd been asking. Interested. She speaks to Cain over her shoulder.]

My world was destroyed by fools. The future I want to see doesn't matter as much as stopping what I don't want to see, and removing them.

Now that that's done, what would you say should be next?

[It's a challenge to his own plans: Once it all goes your way, what next? Once it's in your hands, what do you do with it? When you've spent so long planning and scheming, how do you learn to do something else?]

[That's much better. He can find some common ground there. His host's world was slowly falling apart because of the action of fools. It was only lucky he was here to finally put it out of its misery.]

Find another diseased world filled with selfish creatures and put them out of their misery.

[Endless destruction and mayhem. That's all 01 truly wanted.]

[To a point, she's done that. She's taken the princess' life in other worlds. She's taken other lives on her list in other worlds. It doesn't really matter when the crimes are the same.

And a part of her would love to give in again, to forget the insecurities and wondering why she's not happy when she has everything she wanted - real and imagined. Immerse it under action.

But in the end:]

If they're not a threat to what I want, they're not my business.

[He chuckles softly.] To each his own. I'm only describing what I would do.

Isn't there something you want to do with what you already have?

No. I don't think so.

Then what's the point of having it? [She turns around finally, because this is actually a sincere question, or at l east not mocking. If there's nothing to do, why do it?]

To snuff it out whenever I please.

So you'd destroy it? All of it? Your own work, what's yours?

That's what it exists for.

[Well she has no real involvement here.]

Do as you like. However, if you try to touch what's mine, I'll defeat you at that moment.

If that's what pleases you.

[That gives her pause. She'd have expected either angry pride, or dismissiveness.]

It wouldn't bother you?

There's so many words to see and they will all resist the cleansing fire. Why would yours be any different?

Mine has already won before. It won't trouble us to do it again.

We'll see should the time ever comes. I have so many worlds to go through first.

Good luck to us both, then! [He'll need it, if he crosses her, her tone implies.]