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| − | "Jaia!" a male voice said as incessant pounding grew louder. "Please, I will beg you if I have to - you have to help us, we have to rebuild. Please!"
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| − | "I don't know what we're going to do, I just don't know, she's the only one left," the man said muttering on and on to himself as he grew weary and plunked himself down on the doorstep.
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| − | He sat motionless staring into the distance hoping it was all a big nightmare, one he would awaken from any minute.
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| − | "And what if I don't," a female voice finally said after what felt to him like eternity.
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| − | "You know the answer to that, Jaia," he said.
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| − | "No, I really don't," Jaia said, her voice audibly distressed. "You always said everything and everything we were doing would be here. That it all was for the greater good. Look around you, Zayen. Does this look good to you?"
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| − | "There was no other option!" Zayen said. "Did you want to sit there and just watch it all be destroyed? I wouldn't change it Jaia, I hate to say it, but I wouldn't."
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| − | "Just go away," Jaia said.
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| − | "I would but being that you're the only person still alive that can help me, I can't really leave without you can I? And trust me, begging you kills my soul almost as much as they did."
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