"Too late!"
Yuuji cried out through the hollow dome. He held the violence memory in his hand, he was drunk with laughter. He shattered the dome himself, revealing the corpse of a teenager on the floor, dead. Yuuji took the full hit of the fire balls, but didn't care of the burning pain, he finally obtained another memory.
"Making him submit his memory to me wasn't easy, but he had the right mind to."
Yuuji's face became calm, walking past Kio, walking out of the building.
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