[ The derision in Magilou's voice when speaks of her past self is saddening. Magillanica is still somewhere inside of Magilou, however much Magilou mocks her, and Saber is sure Magilou knows that; otherwise she wouldn't hate her so much, trying to distance herself from the part of her she must think of as pathetic.
As for Melchior's illusions, such immersive magic is cruel. If a person can't trust their own senses, then they'll naturally be plagued with doubt about both themselves and the people around them. And for how long? When can one be assured that an illusion has ended? That said, Chroma makes for a poor fantasy world. If there's any proof that all this isn't one of Melchior's illusions, Saber imagines it would be Chroma's... Chromaness. ]
When did you stop thinking all this was an illusion?
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As for Melchior's illusions, such immersive magic is cruel. If a person can't trust their own senses, then they'll naturally be plagued with doubt about both themselves and the people around them. And for how long? When can one be assured that an illusion has ended? That said, Chroma makes for a poor fantasy world. If there's any proof that all this isn't one of Melchior's illusions, Saber imagines it would be Chroma's... Chromaness. ]
When did you stop thinking all this was an illusion?