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[U.C 0079, Side 2 "Heras", January 3rd]
>Young Nyaan: Karma?
>Grandma: It is a measure of the good and evil deeds you do in your life. Not all actions are equal, but we should all strive to live a life of positive karma.
>Young Nyaan:...Do we have bad karma, Grandma?
>Grandma: We all carry some. Nobody is truly capable of total purity-
>Young Nyaan: Do people with good karma get to live in those tall buildings? Do they get to eat when they want?
>Grandma: Not at all, dear. Ones wealth and status are not a sign of their purity. If anything, many of those living such indulgent lives only achieved such through negative karma. Nyaan, this life is just a trial. A test before we can be judged to see if we are beyond the cycle of reincarnation. Your father...I believe he is waiting for us in that plane beyond this life.
As Nyaan blinks, she finds herself crouched beside a tower of rubble, with her Grandmother crying as the lower half of her body is entombed.
>Grandmother: (Make it stop! Chiing, where are you?! Waaaah~!!)
>Nyaan: H-he is coming, Grandma. He will be here-
Screams litter the streets as explosions burst through the upper layers of the colony, suctioning thousands into open space. Panicking, Nyaan grabs onto her Grandmothers arms, planting her feet to try and pull her out from the rubble. With a single tug, Nyaan's heart nearly stops as a ghastly scream escapes from her Grandmother, the stress of the pull ending her life. Releasing her deceased Grandmothers hands, Nyaan breaks down into choking gasp, her throat finally forcing out a plea to be saved. Emerging from the distance, a Construction-type machine lands behind Nyaan, with a dark skinned young man stepping out from its cockpit.
>Chiing: Grandma! What happened, Nyaan?!
>Nyaan: I-I...!
Seeing a group of terrified civilians rushing towards their position, Chiing climbs out to grab hold of Nyaan, carrying her into the construction craft as he seals its canopy.
[U.C 0079, Side 2 "Heras", January 3rd]
>Young Nyaan: Karma?
>Grandma: It is a measure of the good and evil deeds you do in your life. Not all actions are equal, but we should all strive to live a life of positive karma.
>Young Nyaan:...Do we have bad karma, Grandma?
>Grandma: We all carry some. Nobody is truly capable of total purity-
>Young Nyaan: Do people with good karma get to live in those tall buildings? Do they get to eat when they want?
>Grandma: Not at all, dear. Ones wealth and status are not a sign of their purity. If anything, many of those living such indulgent lives only achieved such through negative karma. Nyaan, this life is just a trial. A test before we can be judged to see if we are beyond the cycle of reincarnation. Your father...I believe he is waiting for us in that plane beyond this life.
As Nyaan blinks, she finds herself crouched beside a tower of rubble, with her Grandmother crying as the lower half of her body is entombed.
>Grandmother: (Make it stop! Chiing, where are you?! Waaaah~!!)
>Nyaan: H-he is coming, Grandma. He will be here-
Screams litter the streets as explosions burst through the upper layers of the colony, suctioning thousands into open space. Panicking, Nyaan grabs onto her Grandmothers arms, planting her feet to try and pull her out from the rubble. With a single tug, Nyaan's heart nearly stops as a ghastly scream escapes from her Grandmother, the stress of the pull ending her life. Releasing her deceased Grandmothers hands, Nyaan breaks down into choking gasp, her throat finally forcing out a plea to be saved. Emerging from the distance, a Construction-type machine lands behind Nyaan, with a dark skinned young man stepping out from its cockpit.
>Chiing: Grandma! What happened, Nyaan?!
>Nyaan: I-I...!
Seeing a group of terrified civilians rushing towards their position, Chiing climbs out to grab hold of Nyaan, carrying her into the construction craft as he seals its canopy.
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