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The remaining months gather to mourn
The mourners play a melody
While the eleventh moon quietly rises
The chrysanthemum withers and falls
To lie on the ground beside bloody scarlet eyes
But you will remain supreme
Even after losing half of your limbs
Enjoy the interlude
Search out new allies
East is the direction to go
You will find one who awaits you.
Uvo san, can you hear us? We are playing a requiem for you.