[Friends killing each-other in timelines past. She wonders if such a thing could be tracked in her world. How many times did her classmates turn on her? How many times did she order their deaths? How many times has she cornered Claude and Dimitri in those woods...

But it doesn't matter for her, not in the same way that it matters for Rika. The past is meaningless, the present is inconsequential, only the future remains.]

I think you're right, really. I don't believe there's a version of me who would have been satisfied by this world, and I don't believe there's a version of you who wouldn't grow to be too clever for her own good.

But the things we went through never should have happened. They were not necessary, they didn't serve a greater purpose, and they weren't fair. What could have been doesn't matter, only that they never happen again.

And that goes for this accursed game as well.