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Tohru: Hold up, Ame. Just a sec. You, with the blue hair, are you time or do you control it? With genuine curiosity, something wasn't right, and she could feel it.

Ouro Kronii: For you, both. Why? Tohru asks with keen interest, her heart beating faster with the tension of a possible affirmative answer. Like, can you go back in time? Yes? Why are you asking me this? Are you hoping I do that with— Once aggressive, Tohru clenches her fists and gets furious, revealing her fierce fangs again. As she continues with her detailed words, she progressively approaches Kronii: "And why didn't you just prevent Kanna's death, you bitch?! Do you think it's been easy for me to endure the loss when all this time you could've fixed it?! You're a heartless monster, a liar, and horribly selfish. I'm gonna kill you!

Ouro Kronii: Wow, that escalated quickly. Honey, put yourself on the list. If you kill me, you're next, or are you an idiot? Without time affecting you, you don't exist, that's why stopping time is impossible. Also, I can't die because I'm not alive in the first place, genius. And finally, my actions go beyond what your sad living cognition can comprehend, so shut up and accept death gracefully. Kanna had to die, and soon it'll be your turn. That's just the way life goes—Today you're nothing, and you'll be even more nothing when you die. Your existence lacks purpose because you were a mistake from me, Sana, and Bae, it's a harsh reality but life should never have happened, and it hurts your pride when I prove this by wiping you off the existential map forever, but you spread like plagues. The only cool thing that popped from you was Mumei. She's the only thing preventing me from hitting the reset button. She aims her weapon at Tohru, and behind her, a bunch of cops and org workers sneak out to cuff Ame and Tohru and check the banged-up Companion Orb, going through an existential crisis after waking up from its nap.

In the middle of this intense argument where Ame was totally lost, Tohru whips out her claws, tears streaming down her face in desperation. But just as she's about to make a move, the portal swoops in, making them vanish, and all that's left is a half-open pathway to the timeline they were sent to. Adding to the mix, the white particles needed for the transfer end up birthing a baby from the entities that oversee this institution both above and within the meteor. Kronii, in response to the whole chaotic scene, just wearily comments, 'And they're gone, just great...'

Neutralizing Assistant: Check this out, the miracle of birth! Chop off its head to detach it from the rejected tract and welcome to existence, custodian! This green sphere says, watching and getting close to the wriggling, crying, and puking baby on the floor from all its bodily openings, which are quite a few. Luckily, this stays in higher dimensions because colors and shapes don't make sense in our four-dimensional plane.

Ouro Kronii: No comments. I'm clueless about what I'm witnessing. Good for you, I suppose. What a nonsensical and completely out-of-place species, not to mention you guys are a bunch of incompetents. Didn't you see anyone coming in? You're supposed to be guardians, cops, beings trained to protect, and you can't even do that. For my sake, make your existence worthwhile. Frustrated and exhausted with everything.

Neutralizing Assistant: Your friend is also here to protect civilizations, and I don't see her doing much for that either. Counters confidently, but his response is completely dismissed by Kronii, who feels deeply offended.

Ouro Kronii: Hey, wow, shut up. She technically owns these organizations too and can easily kill you. Besides, it's not her intention to be like that. Due to contradictions in cognition and means of information transmission from you living beings, she forgets things and is always disoriented. She exclaims, wanting to defend one of the few elements of her existence that gives her a hint of positivity as the driving force to keep bothering to be the concept of time.

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Tohru: Hold up, Ame. Just a sec. You, with the blue hair, are you time or do you control it? With genuine curiosity, something wasn't right, and she could feel it.

Ouro Kronii: For you, both. Why? Tohru asks with keen interest, her heart beating faster with the tension of a possible affirmative answer. Like, can you go back in time? Yes? Why are you asking me this? Are you hoping I do that with— Once aggressive, Tohru clenches her fists and gets furious, revealing her fierce fangs again. As she continues with her detailed words, she progressively approaches Kronii: "And why didn't you just prevent Kanna's death, you bitch?! Do you think it's been easy for me to endure the loss when all this time you could've fixed it?! You're a heartless monster, a liar, and horribly selfish. I'm gonna kill you!

Ouro Kronii: Wow, that escalated quickly. Honey, put yourself on the list. If you kill me, you're next, or are you an idiot? Without time affecting you, you don't exist, that's why stopping time is impossible. Also, I can't die because I'm not alive in the first place, genius. And finally, my actions go beyond what your sad living cognition can comprehend, so shut up and accept death gracefully. Kanna had to die, and soon it'll be your turn. That's just the way life goes—Today you're nothing, and you'll be even more nothing when you die. Your existence lacks purpose because you were a mistake from me, Sana, and Bae, it's a harsh reality but life should never have happened, and it hurts your pride when I prove this by wiping you off the existential map forever, but you spread like plagues. The only cool thing that popped from you was Mumei. She's the only thing preventing me from hitting the reset button. She aims her weapon at Tohru, and behind her, a bunch of cops and org workers sneak out to cuff Ame and Tohru and check the banged-up Companion Orb, going through an existential crisis after waking up from its nap.

In the middle of this intense argument where Ame was totally lost, Tohru whips out her claws, tears streaming down her face in desperation. But just as she's about to make a move, the portal swoops in, making them vanish, and all that's left is a half-open pathway to the timeline they were sent to. Adding to the mix, the white particles needed for the transfer end up birthing a baby from the entities that oversee this institution both above and within the meteor. Kronii, in response to the whole chaotic scene, just wearily comments, 'And they're gone, just great...'

Neutralizing Assistant: Check this out, the miracle of birth! Chop off its head to detach it from the rejected tract and welcome to existence, custodian! This green sphere says, watching and getting close to the wriggling, crying, and puking baby on the floor from all its bodily openings, which are quite a few. Luckily, this stays in higher dimensions because colors and shapes don't make sense in our four-dimensional plane.

Ouro Kronii: No comments. I'm clueless about what I'm witnessing. Good for you, I suppose. What a nonsensical and completely out-of-place species, not to mention you guys are a bunch of incompetents. Didn't you see anyone coming in? You're supposed to be guardians, cops, beings trained to protect, and you can't even do that. For my sake, make your existence worthwhile. Frustrated and exhausted with everything.

Neutralizing Assistant: Your friend is also here to protect civilizations, and I don't see her doing much for that either. Counters confidently, but his response is completely dismissed by Kronii, who feels deeply offended.

Ouro Kronii: Hey, wow, shut up. She technically owns these organizations too and can easily kill you. Besides, it's not her intention to be like that. Due to contradictions in cognition and means of information transmission from you living beings, she forgets things and is always disoriented. She exclaims, wanting to defend one of the few elements of her existence that gives her a hint of positivity as the driving force to keep bothering to be the concept of time.