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- Hah... I see you're a dreamer, Edgelord-kun. In a good way. Although, it's not unexpected from someone who's used to bringing ideas to life, rather than waiting for handouts from fate or anyone else. It's not as big a problem as it might seem from my words, but I appreciate it. I promise to consider whether it's worth your and others' trouble, - the priestess said with a sad smile.
She could have added that such options wouldn't make sense in her case, because the "problem" lay in the realm of interacting with the Kami-sama, and meant that she was deprived of their blessing for it, and artificial solutions would be like fitting a wooden leg instead of a severed real one - functionality wouldn't fill the void in her soul caused by its loss. But she didn't, so as not to add a drop of bitterness.
- So that's what your plan was. Maybe it is, but... I'm afraid it's not that simple. Faith is one thing, and its material followers are another. I haven't seen anyone here except Kripov-shinpu, but I know people well enough. Even the most decent and pious can sometimes succumb to negative emotions in the moment, or harbor resentment, envy, dislike... Or misinterpret your teachings, or even just make a mistake. Anuzish is somewhere around here, - she gestured with her hand at the walls, ceiling, and floor of the cave. - And a deadly "virus" is right here, in front of your eyes, looking you in the face, and you can feel its audacity in its eyes for showing up in your home without your personal invitation. People are weak creatures, Edgelord-kun, sometimes foolish, sometimes quick to act, sometimes cruel. It's strange how they even survived to the current level. Apparently, it's bipedalism and the thumb on the hand that helped.
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