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Things to note from the difference of Twisted Wonderland’s lore versus my version. (Will be deleted after the first chapter is published)
Major trigger warning ⚠️- before I start explaining what my fanfic will include there will be a mention of Attempted S*xual Harassment that will be important for one of the characters backstories (the warning will also be on the chapter when posted) so if that makes you uncomfortable you can skip a part that contains that mention, or just not read my fic 💔
, also I don’t want anyone who romanticizes anything of this topic interacting with my fics, that’s not something I’m comfortable with.
- Most of the plot will stay canon to the game, and I’ll be using a lot of the English translation from the English version of Twisted Wonderland. I will try to make the characters not ooc as well
- There will be more dialogue and filler moments as I believe there should’ve been in the game, I guess it counts as breaks from the official chapters? But it all will be tied together by the main plot.
- I will include Oc’s, not all of them will have a focus but a few will 💔💔 this is what kinda diverts the main lore? But I’ll make it fit in.
- extended dialogue and backstories, I want to give more story and moments with characters that I believe didn’t have much time to shine, plus I also want to put in more darker details like what Disney does with their movies.
- lastly yes it will have musical elements! Now will all their scenes be musical? No, but there are a lot of musical moments when needed, (Vil suggested the idea trust /j) but seriously I think this could be a fun add to the “Night Raven College Production”.
And yes my Yuu, Chiaki Yuuken, will have lore revealed throughout the movie. Also this is one of my first written works and it’s bound to have spelling and grammar errors so just bear with me yeah?
Hope you enjoy! - 🫶
Chapter 2: The Meeting That Started It All. Part: 1/3
Summary:
“A chapter summary? How splendid!” Crowley smiles, “It seems this piece of work has gotten hold of people’s hearts- well don’t let me distract you from what this chapter entails-“
“Can you hurry it up! Geez!” Crowley stops as a new voice interrupted his ramble monologue, and frowned.
“Grim, it is not polite to cut off someone while they are speaking!” Crowley shakes his head and wiggles his finger towards Grim (or the familiar of Chiaki Yuu as he’s more known as) with disapproval, the little weasel just snarls.
“Whatever! I wanna leave so hurry!” He huffs.
Crowley sighs, “Patience is a virtue…” he murmurs, then coughs to clear his throat, he turns back to the camera “Well on this chapter of “Night Raven Productions!” There will be a very productive meeting about the upcoming school event “Club appreciation week!”
“Very productive.. yeah right.” Unbeknownst to Grim, Crowley’s mouth twitched as he heard that, but then ignores it and continues.
“And I ask them about the main show! Now my dear Yuu has come up with one.. but the Housewardens are less than inclined to agree. Now, what’s the idea you ask? I don’t want to spoil so I will let you viewers get to it!” Crowley winks and bows.
Notes:
FIRST CHAPTER WOO, the chapter summary thing is not original but I was inspired and so I thought it was a fun interaction to include with TWST!
Hope you guys like this :)
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Chiaki walked into Crowley’s office, empty as expected. He got a reminder from the man about an urgent Housewarden meeting and with nothing to do, he decided to leave Grim alone in Ramshackle since both his roommates where busy with class, a big mistake? Honestly who knows.. they walked for quite a bit before reaching the room.
He sighed, and took a seat on one of many vacant chairs in the room, placing his head on the table, and his two arms surrounding it. For a few seconds he felt peace and silence but that broke away the moment a few steps were heard further away.
“Ah Hello Yuu-kun. So you’re here early for the meeting as well? Good. Being on time shows how organized you are.”
‘I recognize that voice.’ He thought, looking up to see Riddle smiling at him a few feet away. A genuine one at that.
“Hey Riddle senpai! I had nothing to do after class, so I came as soon as I could after hearing from Principal Crowley..” Yuu stood up rather quickly, straightening their posture and pushing their chair in gently, Riddle nodded and stood next to them, pondering in thought, or what at least Chiaki assumes from his expression.
A awkward silence followed by for a few minutes, before Chiaki spoke up once more.
“Actually Riddle, Can I ask you a question?”
“Hmm?” He hummed in response, Chiaki noticed how they knocked Riddle out of some trance. “Yes? What is it?”
“Do you know why exactly Crowley called us here? I mean our last meeting was back when the Culture fair was announced right?”
“Yes that’s right. I’m not exactly sure either but I’m not expecting anything surprising-“
“Oh, can you be so sure?” Both Riddle and Chiaki turned to see the voice who chimed in being Azul, walking into the room, and an energetic Kalim coming in right behind him.
A frown came upon Riddles face, “You do know that I’m not exactly fond of people interrupting me Azul.”
Azul just pushed up his glasses and smiled, a sudden flash of amusement shown in his eyes. “Apologies, Riddle! I am just as curious as the both of you that’s all. I don’t mean anything of it!” He replied, looking from Riddle to Chiaki back to Riddle slowly.
“Yeah! I wonder why he called us here all of a sudden?” Kalim wondered, he grinned at Chiaki and waved at him. “Hi Chiaki!”
Chiaki blinked, before smiling softly and waving in return.
“Hey Kalim!”
“Who knows honestly, but I could already tell it’s gonna be somethin’ stupid.”
“I hate to agree with him, but Leona may be right.” Vil and Leona walked in with clear annoyance written all over their faces.
“Where is that man anyway?” Vil asked but no one could answer, he then sighed,
“Okay what about Idia then?”
“I’m here..” Eyes widened as they heard the ACTUAL Idia speak, that’s right the real Idia walked in, not some floating tablet. But he also had a wary look on his face.
Leona crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes at him “Finally comin’ out your shell to come to a meeting Shroud? That’s a first. ”
Riddle however, had a different way of speaking to him, getting in front of Idia and pointing his finger condescendingly.
“Idia you are five minutes late! You should know by now coming here on time as a Housewarden is essential.”
Idia waved his hands frantically, as he took a drastic step back when Riddle came forward,
“Oh come on! Leave me alone already- I came here that’s all that matters!!! Plus I didn’t even know this Meeting was mandatory until like.. ten minutes ago… and Ortho insisted I just come in person this time…” He muttered the last few words, of which some couldn’t make out.
Chiaki got lost in his own thoughts, wondering why they had to meet up today, not long before a reminder set off. Before anyone else could say anything he spoke once more. .
“Did… anyone manage to remind Horton to come here…?”
A couple of crickets, came out from that question.
“… Pardon?”
“Uhhh who?”
Both Azul, and Idia responded in unison.
Vil and Kalim glanced at each other for a second before looking away.
“I’m not exactly sure if Malleus has gotten the message exactly.” Vil said with a frown.
“I understood the message very clearly Vil. But thank you for being concerned.” A new voice rung out. Turns out Malleus stood behind them with his arms crossed, and a serious look shown on his face. His expression went away once he set his sight on Chiaki, and he smiled.
“Hello, Child of Man”
“Hey, Malleus!”
“Hold up- you actually let the Prefect call you that??” Idia looking horrified, asked.
“and I thought I was being bold…” he whispered
Leona laughed, “Herbivore you have a death wish or do ya just say what’s on your mind?”
Chiaki pouted, “Well he did say I can call him whatever I wanted- after all I didn’t know his actual name until like two months ago..”
A couple eyebrows raised, Vil sighs. “He’s right, you know, both Kalim and I can confirm it as we witnessed the conversation happen in front of our very eyes when the “VDC” took place.” He crossed his arms, furrowing his eyebrows.
Leona looks at him with curiosity,
“Was that before or after ya’ overblotted?”
A crack was heard, Vil quickly turned his head towards him and glared harshly. Talk about a harsh environment..
“Excuse me? Would you like to repeat what you said, Leona?” The tension thick. Leona in response smirks.
“Nah, I said what I said.”
“You little br-“
“ENOUGH!” A sudden yell rang throughout the room stopping a potential fight right before it could continue. Azul looked disappointed.
‘And right when it was about to get good.. oh well this should go by quickly.’ Idia on the other hand..
‘UGH MY HP IS WAY TOO LOW FOR THIS. They should’ve just kept it going so I can sneak out!’
Both Vil and Leona stop talking at the sudden interruption to stare at Crowley who came out of nowhere and was closer than they have expected him to be. Chiaki blinked once, then twice at Crowley's sudden appearance.
‘Seriously. How does he do that?’
”Curious, Chiaki?”
…
“Huh?” Chiaki turned to Malleus who was looking at him with a smug smile.
“You are curious, aren’t you?”
…
Now that made Chiaki go quiet, he then stood there for a few seconds awkwardly before..
‘Ah’
Chiaki spoke. “I said that out loud… didn’t I?”, he faced Malleus fully before looking at him with a grim expression, Malleus chuckles.
“You certainly did, Chiaki.” Chiaki's eyes open wide and he groaned, “Not again..”
“Your knowledge on how quickly Fae’s attention to detail tend to pick up on is not up to date I assume?”
Chiaki pondered, putting a finger on his chin as he hums, “I analyzed on how specific Fae behave more in a social situation than rather what they act like in a desperate situation, maybe I should educate myself about that more?” Chiaki looks at Malleus, he nods.
“That would be appreciated. I will say that Crow fae are slightly different as they are-“
“OKAY LISTEN. No more fighting any of you! And no more talking, this newfound meeting has now just started.” Crowley says once more into the crowd of housewardens. His cape flapping as he moves around with poise.
Crowley then puts on a smug expression, “As you know, end of the year exams are coming soon and for the third years you’ll be receiving acceptances for the fourth year internships I should say… soon, am I correct?”
Leona scoffs, “Yeah that ain’t news, get on with it old man.” Clearly annoyed by the principal’s antics.
“Kingscholar.. let me speak please-“
“No he is right. Can’t this be said in an email? I’m not sure why a meeting in person is necessary.” Vil grimaces, as he looks up from staring boredly at his nails.
“No it could not! As you all know a month have passed ever since the most recent overblot happened with Draconia, and looking at our situation it seems to have left a dire mark. Isn’t that right?”
No one speaks at that, but the obvious question lingers, profusely.
Crowley coughs, “Right. And so I thought what else then to cheer our students up? Why, a new event of course! I call it Plan: Club Appreciation Week! Like it? Yes I named it myself.” Crowley boasted, as he stood proudly from the declaration of his new plan, but all of the Housewardens (and Chiaki) stood idly by as they seem to have read each others minds with a single united thought.
‘…What?’
Notes:
Next chapter on “Night Raven Productions!” This will be a part 2 of “The Meeting The Started It All” and so Crowley will continue on with the explanation of “Club appreciation week” and with Chiaki’s input things are bound to be interesting..
See you guys next time! ^^
(Also I’m probably not going to delete the things I’ve noted for this fanfic as some people might need the warning before they get to the chapter but I’ll probably delete it after a few couple chapters.)
Bye my loves!
Chapter 3: The Meeting That Started It All 2/3
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Grim stood by in front of the camera, stomping his paw? feet? whatever, and started snarling.
He held up the paper given to him previously, and threw it behind him. He stared at the front towards the camera bored, “So Crowley told me he’d give me tuna if I’d say the next Chapter summary.. who does that guy think I am!? I am the Great Mage GRIM! I don’t get persuaded easily.” He huffed.
“BUTTT anyway! In this second part, Crowley is dumbfounded that the Housewardens are not impressed with his plan, my henchmen decides to suggest something stupid, and everybody else has no idea what the sevens is going on!” Grim listed out, with three claws being held up.
“Hope you guys enjoy this disaster of a chapter, Myah!” Grim came up close to the screen, and grinned. He then sniffed the air, ears perking up at the new delicious aroma appearing around him.
“Is that what I think it is…? MY TUNAAAAAA-“
The screen glitches, and turns off.
Notes:
Sorry for the long wait here’s a part 2 :3
Look at the end note for more info on why I changed it to three parts ^^
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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Crowley finally looked at his students and noted the confusion amongst them, the silence and stares said it all.
“Did I say something wrong?” Nothing but silence. Crowley took hold of his collar, adjusting it slightly and clearing his throat. “You all understand what I have been saying correct? It sure would be a pain to repeat myself after practicing so long!” He complained dramatically, before picking himself back up and clearing his throat, “Oh well, so there is this event I’ve named “Club Appreciation Week”- “
“I’m sorry sir, but we understood you well enough.” A voice interrupted, that being Riddle Rosehearts, the Housewarden of Heartslabyul of course, the one Chiaki had first talked to once he stepped foot into the room, he crossed his arms, and a frown was found upon his face.
“The problem is this was not something I had expected on my schedule! Why the sudden change?” He asked, Azul nodding behind him.
“Yes I too am quite surprised, a new event sure would put a toll on my business if I have to take charge of concession stalls once more. Certainly you have more to tell don’t you?”
“Like you would ever let your own business fumble.” Azul side-eyed Leona who yawned.
“What does “Club appreciation week” even entail anyway?” Leona raised an eyebrow, curiosity be damned. “Sounds pretty lame.”
“Hm, my interest is seemingly piqued, but I would also like to ask, why the focus on our clubs? How does this help us exactly?” Vil pondered,
Crowley had pinch the bridge of his nose, “If you had listened to what I just said you would’ve known by now! No matter, I will explain because I am so gracious.” Crowley took in the grating silence as confirmation and smiled.
“Disregarding that, after this school year kicked off we had non-stop overblots messing up our school’s reputation time and time again, starting with Rosehearts one week after the year had started, continuing onward with Kingscholar, Ashengrotto, Viper, Schoenheit, Shroud, and recently Draconia. But surely you are all aware of that as you have been the one to succumb to it, excluding Al-Asim and Yuu of course.” The boys had flinched everytime Crowley would call out a name, and briefly looked in other directions awkwardly. Clearing his throat once again,
“WHICH is why I wanted to put on an event that would make people feel at ease.” The housewardens perked up, at that. “A showcase of talent and integrity that this school offers, featuring the skills of your club and clubmates.” He pointed towards the white board that he conveniently had stashed somewhere in his room. Where it now had all the boys turn their attention on.
The whiteboard covered with scribbles of the event Crowley was going on about.
“What I had originally planned was for you all to put on visual presentations of your clubs work to show visitors in hopes of entertainment and engagement-“
A hand had slowly raised.
“No, Shroud. You do not have to do a presentation by yourself again. Keep your questions to yourselves till the end, please and thank you.”
The same hand had dropped back to his side. Idia grumbled something in protest that nobody could make out.
“But not to count that out of course, that IS what you will be doing.” Crowley sighed,
‘Where is he going with this?’ Riddle and Chiaki wondered simultaneously.
“I’m afraid that wouldn’t be enough to satisfy them! Especially when Royal Sword Academy and other prestigious institutions are invited to see the course of this event-“
“Hold up. You brought in other schools for THIS?” Leona put a hand out in retaliation.
“It does seem rather unethical. To expand on that, wasn’t the Culture fair enough for us?” Azul stated.
“The Culture fair was pure business! This is supposed to help both our school, and our community!” Crowley argued, “Everyone is looking forward to seeing this play out, so do not disappoint me.”
“Alright, but you still need to tell us more details sir. We cannot put up everything that will be inquired in this event without your permission nor your input.” Riddle had reminded him.
Crowley nodded, “Right, well knowing you all have brilliant minds, I was wondering if you could come up with something… big. Something astounding! Anything that would WOW a crowd of students, families, and friends.”
‘He wants us to come up with the idea? Talk about irresponsible.’ They all thought, excluding Kalim.
‘Sound’s interesting!’
The boys had begun to ponder.
“Well, as an expert on events like this I would love to suggest another competition of course, preferably just singing, or even something to do with fashion.” Vil answered.
Kalim hummed, “I’d like that!”
Leona disagreed, “Yeah no. I am not letting you put me into another tight-fitted outfit like that gala ever again.” He crossed his arms.
Vil huffed, “Alright Leona do you have ANY respectable Ideas? I love to hear it.”
“Hm, Well Spelldrive-“ he began.
“Absolutely not, we are saving that for the tournament.” Vil shut that down, Leona groaned.
“Yeah I got nothin'.”
“I would also suggest the idea to be original, mind you.” Azul put out his own opinion, happily. Leona glared at him.
“Oh yeah? What’s your idea Cephalo-Punk?”
Azul's eye twitched, “I am glad you asked Leona! Well I would offer up a baking competition, perhaps?”
Vil skeptical, asked. “Alright, and where are you leading with this?”
Happy to answer, Azul smiled, his eyes narrowing behind his glasses. “As collateral I’d love to spread my word for the Mostro Lounge to do so-“
“No.” Riddle flat-out answered. Chiaki wincing beside him.
Azul dramatically sighed, “Oh Riddle, what is the problem you find with my suggestion may I ask?”
Riddle had to stop himself from gritting his teeth, he furrowed his eyebrows. “Promoting your business is strictly prohibited! The rules won’t allow it, that I assure you.”
“The same rules that applied to the Culture fair yes? It didn’t stop me last time, I’m not sure how it’ll stop me now.” Azul argued, his smile, a look of joy in torturing Riddle.
“You did WHAT.” Riddles face started to turn red, before calming himself down.
With a wave of his hand, Riddle decided to not take in Azul words, but instead turned fully towards Chiaki who had been quiet for quite a while now.
Sensing his stare Chiaki looked up at him, and blinked.
Riddle cleared his throat, “I am sure there’s a reason as to why you’re in such deep thought, Yuu?” He crossed his arms, “Do you have something you’d like to share with us perhaps?” Malleus who had shared the same sentiment for quite a bit now chimed in.
“I did quite see a pensive look on your face.” He pointed out.
“Ah! um.” Chiaki gasped out, “I might have one thing..?” He hesitatingly responded.
“Well go on Yuu, share what you have in mind.” Malleus smiled, Riddle nodding as well in agreement.
Chiaki gulped, “Well.” He started, “What if we put on a production film based on our daily life at school..?”
Vil’s eyes lit up, “I see, like some type of movie that surrounds us students, I am assuming?”
Chiaki nodded, “Yes!”
Riddle who had been listening along was intrigued by the freshman. “A movie about Night Raven College… What exactly would we focus it on?”
Chiaki rubbed his arm, and sighed. “I was thinking….maybe the overblots?” He whispered the last part, everyone gawked at him. And he waved his hands frantically,
“Hold on hear me out first before you get the wrong idea-“
As they awaited for his answer, he sighed.
“I was thinking that maybe we can tell the story of this whole year, considering how chaotic is became from the beginning where I somehow had no clue how I got here, to now where it feels like I’ve seen it all.” He paused, “And we can tell the audience that it’s just a story we made up, it doesn’t have to be all true. I’d also like to push out the idea where we can turn it into a musical?” How long has Chiaki been holding their breath? Quite a bit, but they stopped and looked up to see blank faces.
Azul pushed up his glasses, “You’ve thought this pretty throughly haven’t you, Yuu?” He responded.
Riddle put his finger up to his chin, “Let me make sure I heard you correctly, you want to base this movie on our overblot’s to an audience full of family members and friends, and you’re going to remind them it’s not based on a true story when in fact it is..?” Riddle repeated in summary, slowly.
Chiaki was going to show a worried look, but concealed it as he always does. “Yes… Will that be a problem?”
Riddle furrowed his eyebrows,
“Absolutely!”
“I don’t see why not!”
Riddle turned to hear Headmage Crowley answer aswell.
“Headmage Crowley this idea would cause an outrage, it’s not a premise we could explore! No offense Chiaki, but I am not sure even my mother would be happy to hear this.” Riddle argued, Chiaki pouted but understood when he remembered Riddle’s situations.
Leona crossed his arms, “Yeah not sure Farena and his nephew would have a fun time seeing what’s going on with me. Even if the whole thing’s going to be “made up”. He quoted.
Malleus tilted his head slightly, and put a finger to his chin to show his pondering, “The senate would be upset if they heard of my overblots upbringing being brought back up in an advanced school production, hm.” His face tensed in what looked like guilt of recent trauma to Chiaki’s eyes.
Kalims eyes widened in realization, “If dad saw Jamil….” He squeaked out, then put on a hesitant look.
Azul, and Idia were both standing still, contemplating is what Chiaki was assuming they were doing by the way they too had no clue what to say.
Vil sighed, He looked towards the Headmage who had seemed unfazed. Vil put his hands on his hips.
“Also if I may interject, Headmage wouldn’t this put a dent on your reputation? An audience full of people are not dumb I assure you, after the repeated events of these showings they’ll be able to clock what’s true and fake, would you really want to risk that?”
Crowley hummed, giving the board a side-glance, “You may be correct Schoenheit, I could be bringing the school down with this idea coming into fruition.. but think about it, wouldn’t it be fun to have other people listen in to your stories not knowing if it’s fiction or a truly well made story? Of course you of all people could understand that aspect, as you are an expert with putting on theatre productions with flair and such.”
Vil raised a sharp eyebrow, “Of course, I’ve worked most my life having to deal with a career that pursues those skills, I’m aware with how to direct, and correct everyone’s minimal mistakes, though that doesn’t answer my question, why should I let stranger’s I am not familiar with, look at my past specifically?”
“Not to mention it’s not really fiction if it’s OUR stories being told.” Idia rolled his eyes,
“Plus how would you plan it out anyway? The technology would have to be advanced not to mention none of us really have distinctive memories of what exactly went down. The mechanics just seem uber impossible, total L.” Idia rambled on, shaking his head.
Kalim gasped out, and turned his head towards Idia. “Wait Wait hold on! Wouldn’t Ortho be perfect for this?”
Idia widened his eyes in horror, waving his hands signaling Kalim to stop.
“Hold on-“
“I mean his tech is sooo advanced! I’m sure he could make perfect footage, and analyze our brains and stuff to get the moments, and you know- oh wait I’m saying too much aren’t I?” Kalim asked, sheepishly smiling.
Idia groans, his hands going down his face. “That’s why I was trying to stop you…” he grumbles, but was not too upset.
Crowley ‘Ah-Ha’d!’ and nodded, “Now this is perfect! We can use Ortho for the technology advances of the production, and Vil for the acting critique.”
Vil frowned, “I never said I would agree.”
Ignoring the blond haired boy, Crowley continued. “And of course the dear Chiaki Yuu, will be the director and manager of this show! So you have more you’d like to say yes?” He motioned to Chiaki, and signed him to continue.
Chiaki crossed his arms, and nodded.
“I do yes. What I wanted to say was each day of the week could consist of two overblots, considering there’s a lot of moments to go through, I’d say mix the beginning year ceremony with Riddle’s tyrant arc, and I guess the spelldrive tournament can be mixed in with the mid-term exams…. the rest could be individual showings?” The boy had kept talking on and on, pausing before letting out another idea.
“And also Mika’s unique magic is important for this too! I was going to ask him and Ortho to help put together the scenes.” Chiaki stopped, and looked up to see everyone staring at him, bewildered.
Malleus had been quite impressed throughout the conversation, he hummed. “I have to say he’s put together an interesting plan, I am mostly inclined to disagree on Lilia’s behalf, but I would like to see this play out. I will oblige.”
Chiaki had blinked twice, and grinned. “Seriously!? You’re the best Malleus.”
Leona just pinched the bridges of his nose, “You know what, why am I not surprised you agreed to this so quickly?”
Malleus pouted, “I don’t agree to these terms easily, but I do not see the problem if they happen to convince an audience full of people that our story is “untrue” or “false”. “
Malleus tapped a finger to his chin, “Then again I am entertained by the idea of how this’ll be put together, I won’t fail to mention this to Lilia, Silver, Sebek, and the others residing in Diasomnia but I’ll will offer up my part into helping this come into the light.”
Vil sighed, “Seeing as I am being forced into this, I will make sure none of you slack off when it comes to the acting, and singing for the musical scenes. Best know this production will be flawless, I take nothing less of the sort. I hope you all understand.” He glares at the rest of the housewardens, message clear.
“Yeah sorry to break it to you Headmage, but I’m not complying with this “idea” that the herbivore came up with.”
Notes:
Decided to make this first part into three parts so the words don't clutter too much hehe, but anyway the next part should wrap up the beginning introduction of this fic! Also there’s a mention of one of my OCs that’ll be important in this fic, “Mika” is someone that’ll be vital w/this production AND with my Yuu’s journey. 🤭 Hope you’ll enjoy him when he makes his first appearance soon!
Next time on “Night Raven Productions!”, Some of the housewardens are still hesitant, both Yuu and Crowley somehow convince them that it’ll all go fine..! But when have things ever been going so easily for Night Raven?
News breaks out and everyone is gossiping about it! What’ll happen I wonder? ;)
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