The Star's Disciple's
Filthy Acolytes.
You have descended too far to be saved now.
But don't worry. Only a little longer yet. And we will be okay.
Hold my gaze -- don't blink -- and follow me.
May your eyes take delight in following my ways.
Hakuryū loves you, dear Acolytes.
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