[A Fictitious Return] - Another Awakening

...Hey.

...Hey, you. Wake up.

Ugh, dammit. Fine, if you're not gonna get up on your own, then...

Take this!

There you are. It's about time you woke up.

I can't believe you can sleep through all this.

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The hell? You really haven't noticed?

You and I are the only two people on this whole damn train.

I have no idea where it's going. Haven't heard anything on the PA, and I can't even be sure we're moving.

I've been trying everything I can think of to open the doors, but they won't budge, either.

And while I've been here trying to figure out what to do, you've just been laying there, napping.

You've got guts, I'll give you that. I was seriously tempted to just kill you and be done with it.

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What? Do I look familiar?

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A dream, huh? Well, as luck would have it, I'm something of an expert on dreams.

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Damn straight. Intoxication is kind of my god's thing, see, and you can't separate booze and dreams, right?

...You know, this might work out nicely. Could at least give us a clue or something.

Don't get up. I've decided I'm gonna use oneiromancy to tell your fortune.

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You'd better be grateful. My teacher would charge you an arm and a leg for this.

Whoa there. Don't move.

Not unless you wanna mess up the spell and be stuck dreaming for the rest of your life.

Then again, that might not be so bad!

There we go. Nice of you to join us, my little pupil.

My brother...! Lord El-Melloi II...!

This is Patchwork London! This is Patchwork London!

Did the door just open? It wouldn't even budge before.

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Finis Chaldea, the Security Organization for the Preservation of Humanity, huh. Never heard of it.

Just summoning one Servant is a miracle, and you people used dozens to restore all of humanity?

I'd never have believed it if I hadn't just seen it in your dreams for myself.

And your name is Fujimaru, huh. All right. I see how it is.

You're gonna die.

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You saw that dream for yourself, right? Well, it wasn't actually a dream. That was your real body.

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You're that body's memory. I don't know how whatever spell did this works, but it's damn impressive.

Remember that scrap of paper? It looks like your real body's lost its memories.

I don't know why, but some of the memories you lost turned into that scrap of paper.

And you're a chunk of those memories too.

Humans are made up of mind, body, and soul. Each of those things can have its own personality.

You, you're a fragment of your original minda memory with a personality of its own.

Even your clothes are just constructs of magical energy based on your own image of yourself.

Which means you're gonna disappear soon.

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Well, what'd you expect? You need an entire body, mind, and soul to be human. You think a fragment of a fragment can last on its own?

You must have gained a personality and temporary vessel because of this Singularity...or the train...

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I'm a Rogue Servant. It's nice that I've been summoned and all, but I've been stuck in this train with no idea why.

Do you wanna survive?

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Hey, you DO got guts. Not rocked to your core after finding out you're just a fragment?

Then you need to get back to your real body. That's your only shot at surviving.

You seem to have some kind of connection to this train. So, how 'bout we help each other out?

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Good. Then let's form a contract. As for my name... Hmm...

Why don't you call me "Faker"? Don't think I'm the right class now, though...

All right, that takes care of our temporary contract. I did help you out, but it looks like you were at least able to make the contract.

Now, let's get going.

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Damn straight. We've gotta figure out who trapped us in there, and why.

Oh, and while we're at it, I'll tell you something else about this train.

This is the Rail Zeppelin, aka the Mystic Eyes Collection Train.

Like the name says, this train's got a collection of Mystic Eyes. They even auction them off here. Ridiculous if you ask me.