Here's another omake for the pile.

While you was busy experimenting on your grief powers, Homura approached you from behind and called out to you, "Sabrina, we need to talk."

You removed your grief-constructed safety goggles and placed it down on a grief-constructed table. you turned around and saw that Homura was accompanied by Mami. While Homura looked as cold and emotionless as usual, you could sense that she was feeling a bit annoyed. Mami, on the other hand, appeared to be quite worried and fidgety as she looked around the interior of the warehouse you were borrowing to do your experiments in.

You smiled and told Homura, "Sure thing, Homura."

With a snap of your fingers, the marbles around yours, Homura's, and Mami's feet began to transform into chairs. While you took a seat on the chair, Mami and Homura did not. They took a look at the chair, for a brief second, but ultimately did not take a seat. Taking a hint, you stood up from your seat and deconstructed the grief-born chairs.

Homura was about to say something, but Mami held out her hand and signaled to Homura that she would be the one talking instead. Homura nodded and stepped down from the speaking position and let Mami take center stage instead.

Mami, still looking a bit worried, gently told you, "Sabrina, Homura and I are worried that you're picking up a bit too many traits from the Witches."

You were a bit confused by what Mami was saying. You didn't think you picked up any traits from any Witches. Well, you were a Magical Girl and the Witches are ex-Magical Girls, but that's really about it.

You asked Mami, "What do you mean?"

Homura sighed and said, "Sabrina, do you know where you are?"

You tilted your head and responded, sounding a bit confused about where Homura was going with that question, "…Inside of a warehouse at the harbor?"

She nodded and followed up, "You're right, but also wrong. We're inside of the warehouse, but we're also inside of a barrier right now."

You asked Homura, "But aren't protective barriers normal? I'm sure there are plenty of Magical Girls who separate themselves from the outside world to prevent potentially dangerous experiments from coming out."

Homura frowned and told you, "Those kinds of barriers are much different than the barrier that you made. When Mami and I tried to find you inside the warehouse you said that you would be in, it was completely empty. When we decided the use our soul gems the same way we use to find Witch Barriers, then we were able to find your barrier and enter it."

Well, you couldn't deny that you somewhat copied the design of a Witch's Barrier in order to perfect your own barriers. However an imitation is not the same thing as being the original. Witches have their own barriers, while yours is a kind of knock-off. Just because they share some similarities doesn't mean you're turning into a Witch.

You told Homura, "That's just a coincidence. I did imitate their design a bit, but that's just a copy. It doesn't mean anything."

Mami also added, "You've also been working on creating what seem like familiars as well."

You told Mami, "They're just assistants. Just because I have them run some errands outside of the protective shield for me doesn't make them familiars."

Homura sighed and said, "They grabbed a random sandwich vendor outside of the docks and tried to drag her here. And another group of your 'assistants' ambushed a little girl on her bicycle."

You muttered to yourself, "Note to self… Increase the amount of training for artificial intelligence."

You quickly told your worried friends, "Alright, they have a little kinks and they slightly have the same behaviors as Witch Familiars, but that's also just a coincidence. I designed them very similar to robots in the real world, you can't expect their AI to be perfect in one go. Give me some time and I'll reign them in."

Mami and Homura looked at each other for a second. Mami shook her head gently and Homura rolled her eyes.

Homura reached into her shield and pulled out a pencil and paper. You didn't know why she had individual sheets of paper inside of her shield or a single wooden pencil in there, but you didn't want to say something that would make her angry. You were quite allergic of bullet salad.

Homura laid the pencil and piece of paper down on the grief-constructed table and told you, "Write down a few words about the opening of Japanese ports for trading with the United States."

You were confused about why Homura would ask you to write about that. What did that have to do with anything? But whatever, you already knew that Commodore Matthew C. Perry opened up Japanese ports to trading with U.S. merchant ships on July 8, 1853 at the harbor in Tokyo Bay. You picked up the pencil and jotted down a quick summary, just like she said.

When you put the pencil down and handed the paper to Homura, she and Mami looked at it and looked at each other once again. Homura kept frowning, while Mami looked more and more worried each second. She whispered something to Homura, but you couldn't hear exactly what she was saying.

Homura told you, "I can't read this."

You asked Homura, "What do you mean?"

Homura flipped the paper around to show you. You leaned in closer to see if you accidently made a mistake somewhere or if your handwriting was messy. After a quick read, you couldn't see any kind of problem. Everything seemed to be perfectly fine and your handwriting was very good, if you say so yourself. It was perfectly legible and there shouldn't be any confusion at all.

You shrugged your shoulders and said, "I don't see any problem at all."

Mami pointed to the words and said, "It's written in 'Witch Runes,' also known as the language of witches."

Okay, that was a little suspicious, but it wasn't anything to freak out over. You were doing research on the language and trying to commit the language to instant memory. You didn't want to have to stand around for a few minutes and try to decipher what the runes said every time you went hunting with your friends. Sometimes people accidently start writing in a different language once they've been studying it intensely for a while. It's normal!

You told your friends, "Okay, me writing in Witch Runes is a little abnormal, but I still think you're all blowing this way out of proportion."

Homura turned to you and said, "Sabrina, we need a cleansing. You've also been doing quite a bit of work, so you should clean yourself as well."

You weren't too keen of Homura changing the topic like that, but whatever. Maybe a good soul gem cleansing would be what everyone needed. Maybe we all could calm down with the gems being completely clean. Mami and Homura pulled out their gems and you did the same.

Just before you were about to clean your gem, Mami pointed to your gem and said, "Um… Sabrina. That's a grief seed."

What? You looked down at your hand and there was a grief seed in your hands, but the sphere on top of had a white crystal inside. You thought you pulled out your soul gem, but for some reason a grief seed was in your hand instead. And it didn't look like any other grief seed you seen before either.

Homura pulled out several grief seeds from her shield and put it next to your soul gem for comparison. It looked like your soul gem was inside of a grief-shaped case. In fact, it looked exactly like a soul gem that was about to turn into a grief seed, but not all covered in dark corruption. The grief-seed shaped soul gem still shone like a normal, but slightly dirty, soul gem.

Homura and Mami looked at you silently and you muttered begrudgingly, "Okay… I might be picking up a slight bit of Witch traits…"
 
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Here's another omake for the pile.

While you was busy experimenting on your grief powers, Homura approached you from behind and called out to you, "Sabrina, we need to talk."

You removed your grief-constructed safety goggles and placed it down on a grief-constructed table. you turned around and saw that Homura was accompanied by Mami. While Homura looked as cold and emotionless as usual, you could sense that she was feeling a bit annoyed. Mami, on the other hand, appeared to be quite worried and fidgety as she looked around the interior of the warehouse you were borrowing to do your experiments in.

You smiled and told Homura, "Sure thing, Homura."

With a snap of your fingers, the marbles around yours, Homura's, and Mami's feet began to transform into chairs. While you took a seat on the chair, Mami and Homura did not. They took a look at the chair, for a brief second, but ultimately did not take a seat. Taking a hint, you stood up from your seat and deconstructed the grief-born chairs.

Homura was about to say something, but Mami held out her hand and signaled to Homura that she would be the one talking instead. Homura nodded and stepped down from the speaking position and let Mami take center stage instead.

Mami, still looking a bit worried, gently told you, "Sabrina, Homura and I are worried that you're picking up a bit too many traits from the Witches."

You were a bit confused by what Mami was saying. You didn't think you picked up any traits from any Witches. Well, you were a Magical Girl and the Witches are ex-Magical Girls, but that's really about it.

You asked Mami, "What do you mean?"

Homura sighed and said, "Sabrina, do you know where you are?"

You tilted your head and responded, sounding a bit confused about where Homura was going with that question, "…Inside of a warehouse at the harbor?"

She nodded and followed up, "You're right, but also wrong. We're inside of the warehouse, but we're also inside of a barrier right now."

You asked Homura, "But aren't protective barriers normal? I'm sure there are plenty of Magical Girls who separate themselves from the outside world to prevent potentially dangerous experiments from coming out."

Homura frowned and told you, "Those kinds of barriers are much different than the barrier that you made. When Mami and I tried to find you inside the warehouse you said that you would be in, it was completely empty. When we decided the use our soul gems the same way we use to find Witch Barriers, then we were able to find your barrier and enter it."

Well, you couldn't deny that you somewhat copied the design of a Witch's Barrier in order to perfect your own barriers. However an imitation is not the same thing as being the original. Witches have their own barriers, while yours is a kind of knock-off. Just because they share some similarities doesn't mean you're turning into a Witch.

You told Homura, "That's just a coincidence. I did imitate their design a bit, but that's just a copy. It doesn't mean anything."

Mami also added, "You've also been working on creating what seem like familiars as well."

You told Mami, "They're just assistants. Just because I have them run some errands outside of the protective shield for me doesn't make them familiars."

Homura sighed and said, "They grabbed a random sandwich vendor outside of the docks and tried to drag her here. And another group of your 'assistants' ambushed a little girl on her bicycle."

You muttered to yourself, "Note to self… Increase the amount of training for artificial intelligence."

You quickly told your worried friends, "Alright, they have a little kinks and they slightly have the same behaviors as Witch Familiars, but that's also just a coincidence. I designed them very similar to robots in the real world, you can't expect their AI to be perfect in one go. Give me some time and I'll reign them in."

Mami and Homura looked at each other for a second. Mami shook her head gently and Homura rolled her eyes.

Homura reached into her shield and pulled out a pencil and paper. You didn't know why she had individual sheets of paper inside of her shield or a single wooden pencil in there, but you didn't want to say something that would make her angry. You were quite allergic of bullet salad.

Homura laid the pencil and piece of paper down on the grief-constructed table and told you, "Write down a few words about the opening of Japanese ports for trading with the United States."

You were confused about why Homura would ask you to write about that. What did that have to do with anything? But whatever, you already knew that Commodore Matthew C. Perry opened up Japanese ports to trading with U.S. merchant ships on July 8, 1853 at the harbor in Tokyo Bay. You picked up the pencil and jotted down a quick summary, just like she said.

When you put the pencil down and handed the paper to Homura, she and Mami looked at it and looked at each other once again. Homura kept frowning, while Mami looked more and more worried each second. She whispered something to Homura, but you couldn't hear exactly what she was saying.

Homura told you, "I can't read this."

You asked Homura, "What do you mean?"

Homura flipped the paper around to show you. You leaned in closer to see if you accidently made a mistake somewhere or if your handwriting was messy. After a quick read, you couldn't see any kind of problem. Everything seemed to be perfectly fine and your handwriting was very good, if you say so yourself. It was perfectly legible and there shouldn't be any confusion at all.

You shrugged your shoulders and said, "I don't see any problem at all."

Mami pointed to the words and said, "It's written in 'Witch Runes,' also known as the language of witches."

Okay, that was a little suspicious, but it wasn't anything to freak out over. You were doing research on the language and trying to commit the language to instant memory. You didn't want to have to stand around for a few minutes and try to decipher what the runes said every time you went hunting with your friends. Sometimes people accidently start writing in a different language once they've been studying it intensely for a while. It's normal!

You told your friends, "Okay, me writing in Witch Runes is a little abnormal, but I still think you're all blowing this way out of proportion."

Homura turned to you and said, "Sabrina, we need a cleansing. You've also been doing quite a bit of work, so you should clean yourself as well."

You weren't too keen of Homura changing the topic like that, but whatever. Maybe a good soul gem cleansing would be what everyone needed. Maybe we all could calm down with the gems being completely clean. Mami and Homura pulled out their gems and you did the same.

Just before you were about to clean your gem, Mami pointed to your gem and said, "Um… Sabrina. That's a grief seed."

What? You looked down at your hand and there was a grief seed in your hands, but the sphere on top of had a white crystal inside. You thought you pulled out your soul gem, but for some reason a grief seed was in your hand instead. And it didn't look like any other grief seed you seen before either.

Homura pulled out several grief seeds from her shield and put it next to your soul gem for comparison. It looked like your soul gem was inside of a grief-shaped case. In fact, it looked exactly like a soul gem that was about to turn into a grief seed, but not all covered in dark corruption. The grief-seed shaped soul gem still shone like a normal, but slightly dirty, soul gem.

Homura and Mami looked at you silently and you muttered begrudgingly, "Okay… I might be picking up a slight bit of Witch traits…"
Well, look at the bright side! If familiars grow into similar versions to their Witch parents, there'll soon be more Sabrinas. Sabrinas for everybody!

One for Mami, so she can get hugs.

One Sabrina for Madoka, so Homu doesn't need to watch over her all the time.

Another one for Sayaka, and Ono, and all the stupid suicidal megucas in Mitakihara.

And more...

Just need to work out how to get around the 'kill 5-10 people in order to grow into a Witch' thing.

We just need... more time...
 
Well, look at the bright side! If familiars grow into similar versions to their Witch parents, there'll soon be more Sabrinas. Sabrinas for everybody!

One for Mami, so she can get hugs.

One Sabrina for Madoka, so Homu doesn't need to watch over her all the time.

Another one for Sayaka, and Ono, and all the stupid suicidal megucas in Mitakihara.

And more...

Just need to work out how to get around the 'kill 5-10 people in order to grow into a Witch' thing.

We just need... more time...
Seven for the dwarf-lords in their-- wait, sorry, wrong evil widgets.
 
We need to make Solar panels and convert Sunlight into Magic, or something similar.
 
Ah, but this would be proof of concept! If we can make devices that convert other forms of energy into magic, it would let us create long-term stand-alone enchantments! The possibilities are endless!
In order to create these things, wouldn't we need stand alone enchantment to start with?

If we want to create 'free form magic', we could start from our domain, and try to turn Grief into 'Magic'. No need to overcomplicate it with solar energy somehow.
 
In order to create these things, wouldn't we need stand alone enchantment to start with?
I'm talking about a way to fuel enchantments so they last longer than... however long they last normally. So like, we'd enchant something, plug it into the magic converter, and it'd stay enchanted until the converter ran out of fuel, if it ever did.

Also: grief = other form of energy. Though we'd have to find a way to get it to stick around outside our range. Or perhaps draw it from a Grief Seed.
Oh! And that would work really well with our plans for a meguca economy, since the converter would keep the Seed from filling up, and the girls could just keep dumping grief into it without needing to wait for Sabrina to show up.
 
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I'm talking about a way to fuel enchantments so they last longer than... however long they last normally. So like, we'd enchant something, plug it into the magic converter, and it'd stay enchanted until the converter ran out of fuel, if it ever did.

Also: grief = other form of energy. Though we'd have to find a way to get it to stick around outside our range. Or perhaps draw it from a Grief Seed.
Oh! And that would work really well with our plans for a meguca economy, since the converter would keep the Seed from filling up, and the girls could just keep dumping grief into it without needing to wait for Sabrina to show up.
How are yout thinking we would make these 'magic converters' if not from enchantment?

Unless there's another way to make magical objects, then we're enchanting something, then plugging into another enchanted something, instead of just putting all the 'magic fuel' into the first things.

EDIT: Reminder we still haven't tried putting 'magic' into Grief objects to see if they can last outside our range that way. Some sort of 'Sabrina' magic?
 
How are yout thinking we would make these 'magic converters' if not from enchantment?
My thought was to make a grief construct that built the converter out of normal matter, since we already know magic can be manipulated with 'normal' technology, since the Incubators do. Though we still need to test whether we can actually build things that way.

Though you make a good point; adding the converter directly into the original enchantment in the first place would probably be better, if it works.
 
My thought was to make a grief construct that built the converter out of normal matter, since we already know magic can be manipulated with 'normal' technology, since the Incubators do. Though we still need to test whether we can actually build things that way.

Though you make a good point; adding the converter directly into the original enchantment in the first place would probably be better, if it works.
If you want a magic generator made out of mundane materials... we already have the best there is. it's us. We're the magic generator made out of mundane materials.

Trying to do better than the incubators at something that's outside our powers sounds like it could take forever. Literal forevers.

If we want lasting enchantments, we could try and figure out how to make 'magic batteries', and spend our free time filling them up. Not generators. Storage.

I imagine this concept is well spread in media. First that comes to mind is Tohsaka Rin's magical gems, which store spells and magic she puts into them over long periods of time.

Hell, when we get many megucas relying on Sabrina for cleansing, opting not to fight Witches, we could have them doing this in order to gather 'pure' magic.

It might even help with Clear Seed 'research' on the side, if we give one to the megucas filling those 'batteries', so they slowly fill them just like Oriko did, through extended magic use. So we might get more Grief Seeds that remain active without Grief, wherever that leads.

If we could only focus on that for a moment... Aurora, just what are you doing?
 
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If you want a magic generator made out of mundane materials... we already have the best there is. it's us. We're the magic generator made out of mundane materials.
Problem is, we can't be in more than one place at a time. Yet.
If we want lasting enchantments, we could try and figure out how to make 'magic batteries'
I agree. I have, in fact, brought this idea up before.
It might even help with Clear Seed 'research' on the side, if we give one to the megucas filling those 'batteries', so they slowly fill them just like Oriko did, through extended magic use.
Handing them out before we understand what's going on with them seems like a bad idea. If it turns out that the slow infusion of grief does in fact contribute to dewitching, then we can pass them out to help speed up the process, but we don't want to dump any surprises on whoever we give them to.
 
My thought was to make a grief construct that built the converter out of normal matter, since we already know magic can be manipulated with 'normal' technology, since the Incubators do. Though we still need to test whether we can actually build things.
Ok, even without testing, I can already guess several weak points with the plan (well, two, anyway).

First, and most obvious, we would need ALL of the necessary materials needed to feed into the theoretical converter, otherwise it will just fill in all the blanks with magic and/or grief, which somewhat defeats the point.

Disclaimer: The second is a theoretical problem, and presumes certain limitations to our powers. Unless Sabrina actually knows all the fundementals, requirements, and specs of an object that she is creating, than any gaps in that information (like the materials themselves) will be filled in with magic, and/or grief.

For example, the proposed constructer can probably build an entirely mundane, yet fully functional computer from the scrapped parts of other computers. On the other hand, a sci-fi ray gun would require either exotic materials Sabrina wouldn't have access to, or the application of mathematical formula that haven't even been proposed, let alone used in practical application. Possibly both. The end result would be a ray gun constructed at least partially out of grief and magic, somewhat defeating the purpose of the device.
 
For example, the proposed constructer can probably build an entirely mundane, yet fully functional computer from the scrapped parts of other computers. On the other hand, a sci-fi ray gun would require either exotic materials Sabrina wouldn't have access to, or the application of mathematical formula that haven't even been proposed, let alone used in practical application. Possibly both. The end result would be a ray gun constructed at least partially out of grief and magic, somewhat defeating the purpose of the device.
If we try making a Sci-fi Raygun that way, we could try making an instruction manual listing the parts and materiels we will need first.
 
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"No. Oh, no," you say, straightening and freeing your hands from the clasp. "There is a place for you, Oriko, and if there isn't... well, we can make one. You're good people, and you deserve better than that."

Oriko eyes you. "So quick to forgive and forget, are we?" she asks.

You shrug. "Point remains, Oriko, glib words aside. Look... you're resigned to dying, that there's no place for you in the better world you're trying to make...just because your power doesn't show you you're there?" You spread your hands. "I hope you see my problem."

"There are simply no futures where I exist," Oriko says, pushing herself upright. Kirika, looking worried, hurries to fluff up the pillow behind her.

"Well, considering that I don't show up properly, and we've apparently got something out there messing with reality, and Feathers -the last two may be the same thing, but my point stands- I'm not sure how solid an objection that is," you say, crossing your arms. And it's entirely possible that gaining her full powers would prevent her past self from seeing her future self, you think. "It seems to me that you're determined to die."

"I see you perfectly fine," Oriko counters. "It's merely that every time you act, changes ripple outwards. The shape of the future remains, but details differ."

"No," you say sharply, raising a finger. "No changing the subject. Maybe we'll come back to that later, but no. For now, we're talking about you." You debate trying to prove to her that it's entirely possible for her to simply disappear from her own sight - you could probably make something to suit the task.

Mayble you'll come back to that later, but no. Not now.

"You see pieces of the future, Oriko, and we we both know it's imperfect." You tilt your head back, frowning at her.

"It is," Oriko replies, silvery grey brows lowering and repaying frown in kind. "Do you think I haven't looked? I don't exist past a certain point."

You continue frowning at her. She's still got nothing on Homura's frowns. "And just where do you see Kirika after that? She loves you. She ha-"

You're interrupted by a high pitched squealing noise, and Kirika flails herself upright with a bright , scarlet blush on her face. "Don't just say it like thaaaaat!"

"Indeed. It's quite rude to presume," Oriko says. "... even if not inaccurate."

"'Presume'? Really?" you give Oriko a flat look.

Oriko sniffs haughtily. The effect is rather thoroughly ruined by the faint pink flush on her pale face.

"And," you say, raising a finger again. "Subject. What about Kirika? She would have reacted if you just disappeared out of the blue?"

"We've talked about it," Oriko replies, looking away. Silently, she slips her arm around Kirika's waist to hug the black haired girl close to her. Kirika cuddles her right back, wrapping her arms around the other girl.

"And... you're both going to just roll over and accept it," you say, unimpressed. "And what about me? I'd be pretty damned unhappy if you just died or vanished or something."

"I don't vanish," Oriko says tonelessly. "Mostly."

Kirika makes a pained, keening noise and burrows into Oriko's side, wrapping herself around the seer like a particularly affectionate octopus.

"And that's better?" you ask.

Oriko falls silent, Kirika nuzzling in to her side. "No," she admits.

"So...?" you say.

The seer shrugs. "It happens. What more is there to say?"

"It hasn't yet," you say. "And as I said - I'm not sure how solid an objection that is, Oriko. Have you even considered any other possible explanation as to why you can't see yourself?"

"Have you considered that gravity might be caused by invisible pink fair-"

You cut Oriko off. "Oriko, please," you say, a touch of pleading in your tone. "None of that. I'm trying to help."

The seer sags. "I'm sorry." She holds up a hand, and you wait for her to continue, which she does after a minute. "Sabrina, I've come to terms with it. It's... painful, continuing to speak as if I might survive."

You sigh heavily. "Oriko... I can think of, offhand, a few hypotheses as to why your powers are behaving that way. And sure, maybe they're not even that, and more conjecture. Guesswork." You unfold your arms, gesturing with an open palm. "How are you doing any better? You're acting based on a guess. Your precognition has been fooled before. I think it's way too early to accept your death as an absolute."

"Perhaps," Oriko says, acknowledging that with a nod. "But... I think that I'm right. It feels right."

"Listen." You jab a finger at Oriko, the seer swaying back from your finger as if it's a loaded gun. "Even if that's what's happening, I'm going to make my stance clear. I do not accept your death. Nor Kirika's. I do not accept a future without Mikuni Oriko or Kure Kirika in it."

"I do not accept that the meaning of you life is to die. Why are you accepting this?" you snap, rising from the chair and starting to pace. "You know me, Oriko." You jab a thumb at your own chest. "You know I'd fight if it were your lives on the line, and hey - maybe they are." You spread your arms. "You know I'll fight with everything I have. So give the fatalistic seer routine a rest."

"Enough. Please," Oriko whispers, barely loud enough for you to hear, looking down at her lap. "I've come to terms with it, Sabrina."

[] Write-in

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-is a dangerous combination.
 
No matter how much Kirika had "come to terms" with the idea of Oriko dying, she would not possibly be emotionally okay if that happened.
 
Before giving up entirely, we might ask what she thinks causes her to not exist past a certain timepoint. Might as well get something out of this otherwise fruitless conversation.
 
[jk] Slap sense into her.
- [jk] Repeatedly.

Something like this, maybe...

[X] "Have you ever tried to look for the reason you stop existing? Maybe I can help. You said I can change the future, didn't you? Can't you believe I could make a future where you live?"
 
arghhhhhhh this is so problematic! Oriko relies so much on her power that she has become basically a doormat to fate. I can see somehow we taking out her power because she is having some kind of breakdown because something is coming and she cannot do nothing about it, likely involving Kirika.

Edit: Really wanted to know if she can still see the future of people if we take the soul gem away from them, and another possibility Oriko cant see the past, could she somehow ended up in the past, by some unknown force.
 
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Stuff.

[] "You have not. You're just seeing what you want to see."
-[] "You'll have to come to terms with something else. But let's agree to disagree, for now."
[] "Whatever is trying to kill you is likely my enemy, too. Tell me what you can infer from it, even if you can't see it."
-[] "Your 'disappearance', I assume it happens in all future 'branches' within your Sight. What other events are common around that point?"
 
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