[All Luke can hear is a loud ringing, resonating sound in his head, just like back on Auldrant, and it seems like there's nothing else around him. But Noel will be seeing something else entirely.
A man with brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, piercing blue eyes, and a beard. His posture is proud, and he's obviously military. He smiles at Luke and rests a hand on his shoulder.
"Master!"
Happiness and warmth.
"Foolish replica Luke."
A blinding light from Luke's hands, and a giant object before him shatters into pieces.
Apprehension. Did he succeed?
"You've finally proven useful, replica."
That same man, the smile is no longer kind. It's a sneer, a mocking, triumphant gaze. Something was wrong.
Fade to dark.
Fade to light.
A rock slab, a small animal watching him, a few standing. People he knows. Others are on the ground, so still that it's scary. An ocean of violet mud is all around them.
"Mommy! Daddy!"
A little boy reaches out to them. They can't get to him. He sinks in the mud crying out for his parents.
Dread.
(Did I do this? No no no no no)
"No one told me! It's not my fault! It's not my fault!"
"I'm returning to the bridge. If I stay here, I'll just be irritated by some ridiculous ranting." "Ever since you lost your memory, you're like a completely different person..." "Ion! Don't even bother talking to him! He's not even worth it." "Luke... Don't make me think even less of you..." "I was stupid for starting to think you had some good in you..."
Retreating backs. Denial despair anger betrayal -
Crushing realization.
Broken sobbing.
A flash, a city blanketed in violet. A man with Luke's face stands across from him.
"That's right! You're a second-rate copy of me! A mere replica!"
denial denial grief panic it can't be everything was a lie mother father life baticul natalia guy the promise
replica replica luke copy second-rate foolish replica akzeriuth everyone no no
"You're lying! It's not true it's not true it's not true!!"
Screaming, the aimless swinging of the sword, panic broken can't think no more please please you're lying please
Clang, the sword is out of his hand and he's on the ground with Asch's sword raised above him -
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A man with brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, piercing blue eyes, and a beard. His posture is proud, and he's obviously military. He smiles at Luke and rests a hand on his shoulder.
"Master!"
Happiness and warmth.
"Foolish replica Luke."
A blinding light from Luke's hands, and a giant object before him shatters into pieces.
Apprehension. Did he succeed?
"You've finally proven useful, replica."
That same man, the smile is no longer kind. It's a sneer, a mocking, triumphant gaze. Something was wrong.
Fade to dark.
Fade to light.
A rock slab, a small animal watching him, a few standing. People he knows. Others are on the ground, so still that it's scary. An ocean of violet mud is all around them.
"Mommy! Daddy!"
A little boy reaches out to them. They can't get to him. He sinks in the mud crying out for his parents.
Dread.
(Did I do this? No no no no no)
"No one told me! It's not my fault! It's not my fault!"
"I'm returning to the bridge. If I stay here, I'll just be irritated by some ridiculous ranting."
"Ever since you lost your memory, you're like a completely different person..."
"Ion! Don't even bother talking to him! He's not even worth it."
"Luke... Don't make me think even less of you..."
"I was stupid for starting to think you had some good in you..."
Retreating backs. Denial despair anger betrayal -
Crushing realization.
Broken sobbing.
A flash, a city blanketed in violet. A man with Luke's face stands across from him.
"That's right! You're a second-rate copy of me! A mere replica!"
denial denial grief panic it can't be everything was a lie mother father life baticul natalia guy the promise
replica replica luke copy second-rate foolish replica akzeriuth everyone no no
"You're lying! It's not true it's not true it's not true!!"
Screaming, the aimless swinging of the sword, panic broken can't think no more please please you're lying please
Clang, the sword is out of his hand and he's on the ground with Asch's sword raised above him -
"DIE!"]