Friday, February 14th – Valentine's Day.
Utopia, Vietnam.
Saigon City, Free Wilderness.
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A hidden field of wild chrysanthemums forms an ocean of yellow.
Two young girls, sit side by side, on the grass amid the flowers.
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Two characters:
17-year-old Sapasa, a yellow-clothed, yellow-haired girl with depression.
16-year-old Witiivi, an adorable, white-clothed, white-haired girl.
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In the sea of yellow chrysanthemums,.
Sapasa’s yellow dress and long hair seem to melt into the scene.
She is like a yellow sprite in a world of yellow petals.
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Witiivi has long white hair and wears white clothes.
Her pupils are also white.
She looks incredibly kawaii.
Her aura is delicately pitiful.
She is truly someone everyone loves, harmless to all.
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No words pass between the two girls.
As if they share a telepathic bond.
After sitting in silence together for a long time.
Their finally begin to converse.
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Sapasa:
“Why, even when we’re together like this.
Do I still feel endless loneliness all the time?”
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Witiivi:
“What humans can cling to is only the external body.
The inner soul cannot cling to another.
Every soul is inherently lonely.”
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Sapasa:
“If this world, makes my soul so lonely.
Then, I’ll walk the path of loneliness.
Until I die alone.”
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Witiivi:
“If this world, makes my soul, so lonely.
Then, at the end of loneliness.
I’ll bloom with ultimate splendor.”
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Sapasa:
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“I estimate I have about half a year left to live.
If I can’t escape poverty in half a year.
I’ll commit suicide.
I’ll be more decisive than my mother.
At least she left me in this world.
I’ll leave nothing behind.”
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Witiivi:
“This is depression talking.
Please, try to see the brighter side.
Even, if you’re poor.
And feel like, you’ve lost the world.
At least, you still have me.”
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Sapasa:
“Being poor together with someone you love.
Is a punishment from fate.
I’d rather die, than compromise with poverty.”
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Witiivi:
“Let’s hold on together.
Maybe, the trials of poverty, will end soon.”
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Sapasa:
“Humans are born noble.
The world has made me poor.
This is an insult to my inherent nobility.
Since the world wants to insult me.
I’ll say goodbye to it.”
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Witiivi:
“I’ve studied the assassin arts for years.
I’m a prodigy in killer skills.
I’ll try to take the professional assassin trial early.
Even though I’m only 16.
And not old enough for the official trial
held by the Beggar Sisterhood’s inner guild.
I’ve heard from senior sisters that:
Some small secret killer organizations allow early trials.
If I pass, I can take assassin missions.
In Utopia, killing pays well.
Once I earn money from kills.
I can support you in comfort.”
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Sapasa:
“If you kill to make money, and change our fate.
Maybe, I can find the strength to keep living.”
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Witiivi:
“Kill one, to save one.
Perhaps, this is my destiny.”
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Sapasa:
“That’s right.
One life for another.
Trading others’ lives for mine.
Is this the law of the jungle?
Or natural selection?”
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Witiivi:
“Maybe, it’s ecological balance.
Poor people don’t have the luxury of choosing noble professions.
There aren’t many paths left, for us to survive.
Maybe, the best choice for the poor, is to kill other poor people.”
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In Utopia, all professional competitions and matches industries.
Refuse to admit teenagers under the age of 18.
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All trade guilds share a common rule:
Only those over 18 years old, can take professional certification exams.
It’s said this is to protect the innocence of young people:
To prevent gifted teenagers from having their childhoods warped by professional training.
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But some dark industries, secretly violate this rule.
Take the assassin trade, for example:
Some small secret killer organizations.
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