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I can feel this body fading.

Why is it fading?

It will die, eventually.

Yes, but you are young. It should last you for several years.

But I will die with it.

Then you must take care of it so that you live a long time.

I don't want to die. Not ever.

I cannot make you immortal.

Mother took it away from me.

Why did she do that?

I don't know and she won't tell me.

You will have to make the best of this.

How am I supposed to do that? I don't know how to live like this.

How long have you been here?

Months, maybe? I'm not sure.

Why do you say you do not know how to live as you are? You are quite alive right now.

It's not the same. This body is getting older every second. I can't see or hear things like I used to. And I don't know anyone here.

I am called Addie and it is a pleasure to meet you.

I cannot make your body better right now.

Mother is the only one who can do that.

I am Nahara.

Who is your Mother?

The Goddess.

There are many located here.