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004 ⚡ VOICE (FUCK THE POLICE)

Apparently, there's a need for arms training.

My name is Abel. I've been a soldier all my life, so if you get your hands on a gun, call me and I'll teach you how to use it.

I'm a martial artist too, so if you want to learn how to fight, I can do that too.

Just not until the 25^th, the police is...very upset at me right now. [ Yet it's clear he doesn't give a damn. ]

Au revoir.

[ And the call ends. ]

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[ This is getting old... ] Disturbance of the peace, property damage, and...battery, if she decides to press charges.

I'm sure you have a good explanation for this. [ He pauses. ] Do you need help getting out?

No, that'll be too much trouble. They'll have to let me out by Christmas, since they can't get my lawyer from France fast enough.

This Christmas thing again. I do not understand it. I do not come from a place with Holy Days, as we are a secular society. Can you explain it, from your perspective?

Sure, I don't mind. [ I have nothing but time to waste in this cell. ]

It's the birthday of Jesus Christ, a major figure in Christianity. He's God's son, who paid for humanity's sins so know humans can saved and...go to heaven or something.

...I'm not very religions, I never cared much to learn about it. [ Except for the Abel and Cain story. ]

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Sounds very nonsensical to me as well, but I have learned to my dismay that some religions actually.... access things we'd rather not see accessed. Daemons and the like. And then of course there are the shadows here. Manifestations of sorcery, of evil.

Hmh. That sounds harmless enough, though. I'll just try to avoid all those noisy revelers.

[ He pauses, and asks Cain, since he's a captive audience. ]

So what did you care to learn about?

I come from a country that doesn't care much about religion anymore, and I have...bigger worries than my salvation.

Just be polite and walk away. Don't say you don't believe in Jesus, or they get upset or...try to peddle harder.

Only the story behind my name. It's...not heartwarming.

It is good that I'm not cold then. Is it one you are comfortable sharing?

Yeah, it's...a story everyone knows.

[ Abel's voice takes a monotonous tone, without missing a beat; it's clear he's memorized the story. ] Adam and Eve, the first humans on Earth, had two sons.

The oldest son was named Cain and the youngest son was named...Abel.

Cain was a farmer, Abel was a shepherd. They made offerings to God. Cain offered some of his produce to the Lord, while Abel offered some the firstborn of his flock and their fat portions.

God liked Abel's offering, but disdained Cain's.

Cain was furious. He asked Abel to follow him to a field. And there...

...Cain killed Abel out of jealousy.

[ Garviel feels the resonance of that story when he thinks of the betrayal at Istvaan, and the death of Tarik. ]

That is a weighty name to be given. I hope it is not prophetic.

It gets better.

...they mourn Abel for a bit. Cain is cursed for his betrayal.

But their parents have another child. They named him...Seth, and he's Abel's...replacement.

[ Abel goes quiet for a couple of seconds. ] I'm looking for someone who looks just like me. For over two years, I've chased a man in charge of a weapons trafficking and dealing syndicate.

His name is...Seth.

And he looks just like me.

[ Fortunately, Garviel is from a society where cloning is known. ]

Do you think he may be your clone? Some sort of genetic duplicate?

[ Inside his cell, Abel rocks himself back and forth, a clenched fist held tightly against his side. ] ...he called us 'body vessels'.

Considering I only have six years worth of memories...

...Yeah.

I could see how that would be disquieting. Well... you are here now, wherever, or whenever we are exactly. We've got a job to do. Your existence is your own, and you can make what you will of it. Maybe... well, being locked up can give you some time to think about that.

[ I've had too much time to think about this. I'm...tired of thinking. ] We have a job to do?

Yes. You have been called here for a reason, Abel. We all have. It may be hard to accept, but we've got one last war to fight, for humanity. It is a noble cause, but we shall not be thanked for it.

Then what's the point? [ Abel scoffs. ] I've fought for money already, I'm not interested in someone else's war.

You're human, aren't you? You like living in.... this world? Any world? This is a struggle only we can undertake. I'm asking you to help because you're here. I don't know you that well, but it is clear you were seeking... something. Maybe this isn't it, right now, but it is something. You'll have a chance here. You're in no one's shadow.

I like living, but I don't have a particular attachment to this world. [ I don't even know if I'm attached to my world, or...the memories that I've made there. ] What I'm seeking is in this world, because the person that knows it is in this world.

But there's other people in my world who have the answers. I don't see why I should help out a world that kidnapped me.

Because the world didn't. Someone in particular did, and put those... sorcerous things inside you. Those Personas.

Don't blame everyone for something one being did. Or... well, maybe more than one. Whatever the reason, we're needed here. I was made to fight, myself. I can understand your hesitance but... consider it, at least.

You think it's...sorcery?

How am I blaming people by not wanting to get mixed in this mess? [ This is starting to piss me off... ]

I know it. I've seen it enough in my own world. NOthing scientific explains what is happening to... you all. [ Denial about his persona much? He haz ]

From my experience, just because you can't find a 'scientific' explanation for something, doesn't mean there isn't one.

Either someone hasn't found it, or you're just too dumb to understand it.

...I'm sorry, I meant no disrespect.

I wasn't offended. I had a hard time accepting it myself at first. It wasn't until I saw a companion of mine turned into a Daemon that I understood there are things we can't quantify, can't just account for.

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