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[heroinhisowntime]

[In the tradition of Aather games, the setting is a stone room with no windows... or doors. There is a simple table with two chairs set with some basic food - meats, cheeses, fruit, etc. There is also a piece of paper on the table with instructions, but it just reads Take this chance how you will.

There is nothing else in the room except for its two inhabitants, who both appear in it suddenly.]

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[heroinhisowntime]

I just said they go all different ways, didn't I? At least everything's not covered in weird-colored mistletoe this time.

[verypointed]

Mistletoe?

[heroinhisowntime]

Er... yeah. It made people kiss, and the weirder colors made them share a memory when they did it. That was a game too, somehow.

[verypointed]

... you've been making out with people?

[heroinhisowntime]

What? No. Not like that.

...Is that... I mean, do you... we...

[THERE IS NO GRACEFUL WAY TO ASK THIS QUESTION]

[verypointed]

What?

[scratches his head]

No... we're not like that.

[heroinhisowntime]

R-Right, okay.

[verypointed]

...

Why don't you just... I don't know, ask me questions until we figure out what to do?

[heroinhisowntime]

It's hard to know where to start.

[verypointed]

... as long as we don't run out of oxygen, we seem to have a lot of time on our hands.

[heroinhisowntime]

...Tell me something that happened later on? In our partnership.

[verypointed]

Well... after the whole Jake Martinez, we continued to do well in Hero TV. I was crowned King of Heroes shortly after, and I think you were in fourth place?

Things were going well, until we met someone who was developing robots designed to replace us. And... uhm... some other things happened.

[heroinhisowntime]

[Robots??]

...Some other things?

[verypointed]

Well...

[looks a little uncomfortable at this point, shifting in his seat]

You remember Ouroboros, right?

[heroinhisowntime]

More or less.

[verypointed]

The reason why I became a Hero was to find them, to avenge my parents who were killed by someone from the organization.

But... it's not entirely true.

[heroinhisowntime]

What happened?

[verypointed]

The true killer had the ability to manipulate and change memories, and had been doing so with mine since I was four.

... because he took me in under his care.

[heroinhisowntime]

...

Bunny... finding out something like that...

[verypointed]

We only found out because he tried to frame you for the murder of someone very important to me, while wiping you out of the memory from all the other Heroes.

Myself included.

[heroinhisowntime]

...Oh.

[verypointed]

Luckily, your daughter managed to help the other Heroes regain their original memories of you.

I had arrived later, and we fought. Luckily you managed to get me to remember you.

[heroinhisowntime]

[heavy sigh]

Well, I'm glad for that.

[verypointed]

We fought him and his army of robots. Then I thought you died, but you had only passed out from pain. Then it was after that whole ordeal that you decided to retire.

[heroinhisowntime]

...

Whoa, okay, that's a lot of information.