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[disembodied]

Winry! Zampano! Jerso! May! Scar! Can any of you hear me?

[ there's a cla-clank-clank in the background of this and a strange echo to the voice. The snapshot only captures flashes of forest and snow. ]

It's no good... we must have gotten separated somehow. But these wings, and the talking animals... this strange book. Just what is going on here?

[ PLUNK... PLUNK PLUNK PLUNK. CLUNK. ] Huh? [ the clanking stops. the journal's picking up on the loud, angry sounds of squirrels now. ] I-I'm sorry! I'm going now, you don't need to worry- [ CLUNKCLUNKCLUNKCLUNK! that actually hurts when you aim for the wings! ] Hey, stop throwing that!

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[Voice]

[breaks_destiny]

I see, what do you know so far? Wouldn't want to sound like a broken record telling you things you already know.

[Voice]

[ahobby.livejournal.com]

The wings [ uh ] are sensitive and shouldn't be removed, and people come and go here often. [ ... ] And the dead can be revived.

[Voice]

[breaks_destiny]

Well not really on the last bit. But there are people who are dead in their worlds and that are alive and kicking here. And if you die here you'll be back alive after a week, though it seems people lose something in exchange of it, not sure what though it seems to be different for each person.

[Voice]

[ahobby.livejournal.com]

[ That doesn't really sound like equivalent exchange. Nothing can replicate the human soul... Unless. Unless the bodies they're in aren't their actual bodies.

He flexes the wings on his back. Or maybe these Malnosso had found a way to cheat death... maybe they were a kind of philosopher's stone? Unable to die, even after being killed. ] I see.