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"Tired of living? Do you believe in the inevitability of the end and the futility of all that exists? You're lucky! I have experience treating more than fifty such cases!" Heresis opened a box with medicines. "Now I will select a remedy for your depression... as for means to protect one's honor... I have plenty of poisons to suit every taste and color, but they must all be taken in advance. I think it is unnecessary to talk about the difficulty of predicting the right moment. And I won't even mention the probability of incorrect application. Besides, as an ancient imperial wisdom says: a dead woman is still a woman for forty minutes."
Truly an experienced healer. There simply isn't another like him.
- Oh, come now, I don't have depression. The ability to feel dejected is a privilege of those who are wronged by fate, and I am not one of them.