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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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[ That definitely blindsides him and honestly he doesn't have anything he could say to that initially, shock clear on his face. All of that was a lot to take in, but after a few short moments he did exhale a soft sigh and smiled slightly. ]
Clone or not, it doesn't matter to me. You're still Osomatsu.
[ He chuckled a bit, musing on something briefly. ]
Far as I'm concerned, you're the real one as I got to know you first. I don't see anything about you that sets you apart from any of us here.
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I don't... know how much Arthur or Ambrosine know about Sarge and the clones, but you're the first person here I've told about Cartesio. It's kind of a sore subject with me. But it's the truth.
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To know something personal about someone else that nooone really knew. It was weirdly heartwarming and he almost laughed at the fact that he was bonding so well with people more in these games than he ever did when he was back home. ]
By the sounds of it, I can see why. Either way, I believe you and appreciate that you were willing to come out with it and tell me.
[ Sure he could be something of a brat at times and quite flippant, but he also knew when to take things seriously and now was one of them. ]
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Yeah, thanks for letting me get it off my chest. [he rubs his nose] And also, if you ever wanna talk more, just come and get me. I'll be around.
[who knows for how long, but he'll stick around for as long as he can!]
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No problem. Couldn't have been easy keeping that to yourself all that time, so i'm glad to help.
[ Considering he'd been doing the same - keeping things all to himself - regarding Koro-sensei's death, so he totally gets it and can relate. ]
Sounds good. Next time hopefully we can talk about some less depressing things, yeah?
[ Getting to his feet, Karma can't help but flash Osomatsu a smile. ]
I'll see you around, then.
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Of course!
[they can talk about literally anything else!]
See you later.