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Again and Again

Even though Esperia had finally become a haven of peace, some Espers still remained reluctant to make efforts they had never made before.
In particular, for those whose inner Shadow was predominant, the principles of One Daily Tale sounded like reproaches, again and again.

“Why do I need to follow these rules now, when before I was free to do nothing?” complained an Esper from a powerful lineage.

“But it is by following them every day that we can develop our StarDust… You yourself said that when it was revealed to everyone, it was the first time you had ever felt that,” his son replied.

His father remained speechless for a few moments, slightly moved by that magical instant when all the Espers had been overwhelmed by the light hidden within them.

“Yes, you are right, but it is not easy to form new habits. Especially at my age.”

“But that is why we must do it daily. Again and again. That is what we are taught. Our StarDust needs time to grow,” his son answered back.

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