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"None of us are protagonists. We are just worms wriggling in the dead flesh of a random soldier who fell for nothing in a meaningless battle far from home, whose fate is to be unnoticedly pecked at by higher-order carrion birds, or to somehow survive until this body is doused with flammable liquid and set on fire" - thought Myco.
Nodding in response to his words, she leaves the room and walks away from the villa towards Abundance.