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[center][h3]Hero's district, Priestella[/h3][/center]

	Not hing too different happened this time. Yuuki did manage to get a time frame for when THE EVENT took place, but he didn't really do anything different. 

	Flame for some reason asked Wisp if he could detect magic in people. To which he responded he couldn't. Flame was a little disappointed, as he kind of wanted to have forehead sex with him, like Hiro and Fritzi were able to enjoy.

	Chieko was robbed of a chance to do anything because she was doting over Aki. Being a gigantic siscon is hard work, and some times you miss chances to do interesting things, But you get to “do” other things. Know what I'm saying? I know you're smiling, you get it. 

	But none of that intelligence gathering/waifu pampering changed the course of things to come. Mono would apprehend Wisp, Ashton would convince him not to imprison him right away, and they would all be interrogated, but Wisp and Yuuki would be forced to stay. History repeats itself.

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[center][h3]Pepin's house, Priestella [/h3][/center]

	You know what? I have no idea why I hold up the RP for you dorks. I can roleplay your characters just as well as you guys can. So who's laughing now, jackwaggons?

	[color=gold]"Alright."[/color] Aerith said, [color=gold]"So basically, we need a plan! I think we should plan stuff!"[/color] She pounded one fist into the other. She then had a long inner monologue that almost everyone in the RP skipped over. 

	[color=c1ba46]Heugh.[/color] Alistair made the most haughty, angst-filled anime grunt he could before stroking his chin. [color=c1ba46]Last time I, the great Alistair, was not present where this scuffle took place. I shall remain by the door so that I can assist you when the knife loli comes to stab you. I just need to put my royal cape aside so that I don't get blood on it. [/color]

	[color=gold]"You don't have a cape!"[/color] 

	[color=c1ba46]Heugh.[/color] Alistair groaned again.

	[color=slategray]"Well, I was very happy with my fight, except for the part where I got cooked like a ten piece Kentucky fried chicken meal."[/color] Hiro's eyes scanned the room. [color=slategray]"I think all I need to survive this encounter is a leather apron. If I wear that under my clothes, then it should stop the flames from melting through my chest."[/color] Hiro nodded. [color=slategray]"I would also fair better if you gave me a kiss, as a harem can pull a LN protag through any situation."[/color]

	[color=gold]"I want the lust authority, so I might be able to manage that. But I'm unsure if I want to be gay or bisexual."[/color] She scratched her chin. [color=gold]"Tell you what, how about I kiss you only if this all works?"[/color]

	[color=slategray]"LN's do tend to roll that way."[/color]

	[color=gold]"Cool beans."[/color] Aerith reached behind herself. [color=gold]"Seems the former person who lived here was a blacksmith, since there's a leather apron here."[/color] She held up a bread board up to her stomach. [color=gold]"A bread board can stop a bread knife, so I'll just hold this up in front of where I got stabbed. That should be enough to survive!"[/color]

	[color=c1ba46]Heugh.[/color] Alistair pointed at the door [color=c1ba46]Let's kick some ass! [/color]

[center][b][h1][i][color=black]DEATH COUNT[/color] : [color=RED]19[/color][/i][/h1][/b][/center]

[center][b][h1][i][color=796bae]Re[/color]start : 3[/i][/h1][/b][/center]

	…Wow, okay, so, minor blunder. Turns out the knife loli is some sort of martial arts prodigy who has near perfect aim with her knife. She simply stabbed around the breadboard, and had more than enough time to dispatch Alistair. His ability to use magic was fairly weak, and didn't really offer much utility in a fast scuffle like this. Hiro didn't fair too much better. While he was able to mostly recreate the battle from last time, her flames were hot enough to melt the leather apron. It was just one more thing to fuse to his skin before succumbing to an oni headbutt. The outcome was close to last time, only this time Alistair was not available to help Fritzi carry off the wounded. He was among them instead.

	When Ashton and Flame returned to see how things had changed, They saw Fritzi carry the wounded into the clinic. Ashton tried to warn Fritzi, and ended up walking into the Clinic after her. Flame almost didn't follow, because he's kind of an ass hole most of the time. But his one defining character trait is being a flaming homosexual, so naturally he had to follow after his boy toy. And so, here they are.

	[color=gold]"Okay."[/color] Aerith took a deep breath. [color=gold]"Let's try this again. This time, as soon as the fight starts, Hiro will come help us beat up the little girl. There's no way she can take all of us on. Once she's been defeated, we can take on fire bitch. How does that sound?"[/color] 

	[color=slategray]"And we'll get Fritzi to stay downstairs this time!"[/color]

	Aerith's companions all nodded in unison. Things were going to work this time.

[center][b][h1][i][color=black]DEATH COUNT[/color] : [color=RED]24[/color][/i][/h1][/b][/center]

[center][b][h1][i][color=796bae]Re[/color]start : 4[/i][/h1][/b][/center]

	Or not. Turns out it's nearly impossible to prevent Fritzi from going upstairs, and the only thing more dangerous than the loli is the loli and oni working together. Their attacks are so finely layered it's like they are one horrible four armed, four legged martial artist. Like fighting a spider that can spew flames, command the shape of it's weapon, and gut people before they have a chance to react.

	One thing was clear from this last reset. Nothing was going to change if they kept trying to do the same thing. Even if they managed to defeat their assassins, it didn't mean people were going to stop coming after them. The foreigners were going to have to get creative if they wanted to get to the bottom of this. They knew nothing about the person or people who wanted them dead, only that they knew Hiro's name. Possibly everyone's. The fortunate thing was that there weren't a lot of people who heard their names, and all of them were in the golden quarter.

	Was it Irene and her incompetent knight friend?

	Was it Fritzi the fox girl?

	Was it trustworthy doctor Donnovan?

	Was it Aer the mysterious adventurer? 

	Aki was not above suspicion either. 

	And that was just people they had met. There could be someone else hiding among the merchants present. But they would not be discovered in this infinite loop of small changes. The foreigners were going to need to make big moves if they wanted to uncover anything about their assassins. Otherwise...

	Hiro would never get that dream harem.

	Chieko would never be able to adventure of live out her siscon fantasies.

	Alistair would constantly be reminded of how powerless and weak he was.

	Yuuki would keep being Yuuki.

	Ashton would keep looking foolish.

	Flame would keep being sexually frustrated.

	Father Whiskey would continue to never post.

	And Aerith would fall on some horrible fate that's a mixture of all the above. 

	And this speaks nothing of the odd limbo the natives were thrust into. In a bizarre sort of hell where their memories are erased, and the events are forced to play out again and again. Do something, foreigners. 

	Save us.