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It was a thousand years in the future in the past when Eivo and I first battled after the nineteenth nuclear war.
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| You won't escape this time, Eivo! | |
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| Ha! Do not make me laugh, X-Box! Engarde! | |
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| So you can't move either, huh? | |
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| Rock, paper, scissors it is... | |
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