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Nixon stood at the edge of Aincrad, the once vibrant man now expressionless and reserved. Gone were his dreams of success and protection, gone were his hopes of freedom. He realized the fruitlessness of his task and accepted his fate. At least now if he died it would be on his own terms. He recounted the many wondrous times he had in this world. The dates he went on, the poems he spoke of, the people whose lives he influenced. He looked down over the edge of the castle readying himself for what he was ready to do. He said nothing for a long time, before looking into the sky and whispering “I am sorry Tsubasa, I am sorry Antofer, I am sorry Eth, My time has come. I wish you all the best of luck, I hope you all succeed. I will take my life in my own hands. It is time for me to say goodbye.” With that Nixon closes his eyes and steps forward into the cold, black embrace of death.

-Nixon Dead

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