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I had had enough.
I had really, really, really had enough.
I had had enough of watching this utterly tedious world persist because of a few people's selfish desires, without hope, a future, or brilliance, where even fear and despair were bland and flavorless. When the Fifth Epoch arrived and this land still had not changed at all, its political systems unshakable and the core of its thought and culture the same as ever, I knew that even without the Celestial Worthy of Heaven and Earth for Blessings, even without losing the Sefirah, I would inevitably descend upon this planet.
Because this place was an ugly, twisted dead sea that would draw me here.
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The Royal Orchestra began playing the second dance, this time in a lively triple meter. The composer had introduced many innovations in the harmonies and musical structure, creating a style entirely different from traditional Intis dance music that had become the latest trend. In rigid, old-fashioned Loen, even the most popular music could never have entered such distinguished halls, but this was Intis-Trier of Intis, the capital of passion, a city of romance and joy. As long as it was moving enough, there was nothing strange about it appearing even in the circles of the highest nobility.
Adela finished the opening dance without a trace of sweat on her forehead. Even her breathing had not changed in the slightest.
She had enjoyed herself reasonably well, taking the initiative to change partners four times during a single dance, as though she had merely warmed up. Then she followed the ladies taking a break to the corridor leading from the ballroom to the lounge, stood in the shadows at the boundary, and secretly peered around the archway's frame toward a corner.
She found her target beside