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<span style="font-size: 40px;"><strong><center>DD-ABCAD01</center></strong></span>
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<h1>Puzzle</h1>
<p style="text-align:center;font-size: 20px">“One Miracle.”<br>
See: CD-CAD07 | 2 Words</p>
<h1>Clue</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px"><strong>Hover over the clues if you require!</strong></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 1: <span class="spoiler-text">Finish the sentence. What did Shaka say?</span></span><br>

<h1>Answer and Explanation</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Answer: <span class="spoiler-text">One Bite</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Explanation: <span class="spoiler-text">The full phrase, to quote Shaka, is 'One miracle. One bite.’</span></span>
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<h1>Summary of Receipt</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Summary</span>
<h1>Transcript</h1>
<span>[BRANCH] THE LAST CAFE<br>
[SERVER] VIII<br>
[DATE] 10/21/22<br>
[INDEX ID] CAD08<br>
[SECURITY] AND & ARCHIVES<br>

A debt forgiven is still a debt paid. It seems the Universe isn’t ending just yet. But without the Tide or the Pocketwatch in play, nothing stands in the way of Fate, Phantom, Wicked, and Secret from directly influencing the events to come. It looks like we have little choice left, don’t we? Four Archons to kill.


<center><b>S.O.T</b></center>

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No. I: Eve! Stop this! You’re playing right into Fate’s hands!

Eve: You’re too late! Everything will be as it should have been.

[Seven blazing eyes swirled around Eve as she held her hand toward a massive gateway.]

No. I: No! I won’t let you—

[Eve thrust her hand toward the gate, sending the seven blazing eyes into the frame. A swirl of colors ignited, blending together to reveal a cold, dark world on the other side.]

Abraxas: Eve.

Eve: Abraxas.

Abraxas: How could you?

Eve: You’re free.

Abraxas: Our children… Eve, how could you?

Eve: You can set things right.

[A brilliant bolt of light shot across the hazy, illusionary sky of the Garden of Eden.]

Demiurge: This won’t fix what’s done. Eve… this is not the way to pay this debt.

[Demiurge held the Pocketwatch tightly, his fingers wrapped around the winding key.]

Eve: No! It’s not complete! Abraxas—stop him!

Abraxas: My Lord, set this right.

[Demiurge nodded, a single tear falling from his eye as he began to turn the winding key of the Pocketwatch. But with a sickening snap, the key broke off in his hand.]

Demiurge: W-what…?

Fate: Oh no.

Demiurge: Moira!

Fate: It broke.

Abraxas: Gelid bastard—what have you done?

Fate: Me? Nothing. It was bound to break eventually. You’ve used it one too many times. Everything is exactly as it should be. No Tide. No Tool. It would seem we are, at last, welcome to stay.

Demiurge: I won’t let you take this Universe—

Fate: Take? It was already mine. Be so kind as to give me the Tool, and I will set everything as it should have been.

[Demiurge pulled the broken winding key from the Pocketwatch and threw it to Abraxas.]

Fate: Really? Abraxas, you don’t want to go back to that wretched prison, do you? Eve has set you free. For that, I’ll ensure she gets what she deserves—as will you. Just hand me the key, and together we can create a unified Utopia. Planned down to the very last detail. Wouldn’t that be nice?

Abraxas: It is a heavy debt to bear.

[Abraxas took a step back through the gateway as it collapsed in on itself. The Devil sealed once again within Demiurge’s Hell. Fate’s smile slowly melted into a frown.]

Fate: Wicked, kill them all. We have time to sort this mess out, but these mortals have already played their part.

Eve: No!

Fate: Ah. Eve. I believe this is the first time we’ve truly met.

[Fate’s Gelid smile crept back across its face.]

Fate: You want your Eden back, don’t you? With your help—

[Eve’s eyes locked with the faint glimmer of Secret’s ice-blue gaze beneath his ink-black cloak, sending a shiver through her core.]

Eve: No. Not again.

[Eve plucked one of the blood-red dandelions from the ground. As she brought it to her lips, it bloomed into a black puffball. With a sharp breath, she blew the dark pappi into the air, whisking the Cafe and Diner—and herself—far, far away.]

<center><b>E.O.T</b></center></span>