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The world's leading experts have been trying to find a cure, to no avail. Th blight keeps changing, keeps foiling all attempts at being fully understood. It's almost sentient, or at least more sentient than any disease that's been encountered before. People fear the disease jumping from what's left of the grapes into other plants, into animals, or even humans.
You can only watch as entire economies and ecosystems collapse. You can only bury your head in your hands as your own business comes to its end. The destruction of the clusters of grapes has not simply destroyed the wine industry, either-other businesses are being destroyed by the plague. Food, transport, retail, nothing is untouched.
You look on your own vineyard, its yield almost entirely blackened and dead.
This can't keep going on.
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A week has passed since everyone's arrival. No one has died, yet. But surely no one is holding their breath to see if they would survive this unscathed. They are veterans of the game, and they must know that whoever it is that is in charge demands their pound of flesh. The question is when it will happen.
It is the second week, after all-and when the second week of the game comes, death is not far behind. Not even when you wake up, feeling something different in your mind as you remember the truths you originally woke up with, deep in your mind. You feel...lighter, somehow, when you realize there is a change.

Even so, there are 15 strangers left in this place.]
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Uh...what was?
[Seemed like a standard motive to him.]
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[That's a helpful answer, right? Arthur mostly looks confused, not upset or bothered by the motive.]
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[Congrats Arthur! You got King to lower the light box in confusion.]
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[He's so confused. Why was he him but also looking at him?]
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I'm not telling unless you promise you're not gonna do the stupid thing. [He gestures at the TV.]
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Arthur, since coming here I’ve had the realization that literally everything is real if you go to the right dimension.
At this point, there is absolutely nothing that can break my suspension of disbelief.
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I'm not asking if you'll believe me.
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No. I won’t do anything stupid. Especially for this motive, considering the one thing I would want, I doubt they’d ever give me.
I promise.
[And he means it.]
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So when he speaks, his voice is very quiet. Careful. Hopefully enough so only doggy ears will hear.]
I was trying to look at the future.
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For a second King’s confused, before remembering his talk with Osomatsu. They turn into weapons, but seem to have more power than just that. Glasses that can see into the future. That connection makes sense...to him anyway.
He’ll speak quietly as well, though not soft enough that Arthur can’t hear him.]
And you saw yourself?
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Yeah. That hasn't happened before. I was in the weapon room, in my other form...
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But then, he gets an idea.]
Should we check the weapon room and make sure there aren’t any copies of your weapon form?
[Since apparently glasses count as weapons now...]
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Yeah, that might be a good idea.
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Should we go now, or wait until later?
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[He’ll start walking in the direction of the buildings, keeping the Light Bright under one arm.]
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Well, as Arthur looks around, probably feeling slightly confused, he will notice a glint of light coming from behind where the swords are.]
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Somewhat hesitant, but with purpose, he walks over to the swords to check behind them.]
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Pick them up?]
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There's also a feeling that these glasses might be useful later, though of course he has no idea why. But...maybe he should put these somewhere safe for now.]
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[It might be a little difficult, and he’s not sure what would happen, but like Hell is he letting another kid potentially hurt themselves by doing something stupid. If anyone’s going to get themself hurt for the greater good, it’ll be him.]
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