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A Fool's wish For Eternity

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Reincarnation... Those words are quite familiar to a reincarnator. But for me, they are more than just a concept; they are the echo of every dawn and dusk I've ever known. Perhaps it is my true name, whispered on the winds of countless rebirths, forever replacing the fleeting labels of each life. Indeed, what else defines me more than this constant shedding of skin, this endless cycle of names and faces? Reincarnation is not just a part of my story; it is the very root from which all my stories spring. But this time... this time, the endless cycle of death will break. This time, my yearning for an eternal home, a sanctuary untouched by the ravages of time and fate, will not be denied. This time, my foolish, persistent wish to embrace all, to lose nothing in the grand tapestry of existence, will finally manifest. So let this fool, this weary traveler of countless lives, walk his path. A path paved with the memories of empires risen and fallen, of loves found and lost, all leading towards his ideal utopia. This time, it will be Arcadia. And it shall be eternal, a testament to a soul that has died too many times. Eternal... along with me.
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