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Amelia: Memory Lane
Previously... Meanwhile, Amelia was wandering around an old cave, moving the huge rock from the entrance with her strength, despite being in her child form. She strolled ahead, ignoring the dusty interior of the rock, the bats that lay upside down as they slept in the darkness, that was hardly taken over by the light of the outside world. Amelia could respect their love for peace, she understood the beauty of peace and the thrill of war, yet also the bloodshed and the countless lives that may or may not have been pawns meant to be sacrificed for the ideals of their superiors. She didn't dwell on the thought too much, as she headed towards the built-in door at the front of the cave, she smiled bitterly, remembering the first time she came in there with actual people. “Will you stop callin
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