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Javanese Freislor (Eng Version)

"Wake up, Breckson! You can't live with me! Even though I love you, I know our position is different!" screamed Freislor. "I don't care about that, Freis!" Breckson answered on a high note. Freislor, a female figure with a distinct duty to find the Grendolfin, a Goddess sent to earth to judge a cause. She met the figure Breckson, one of the gadgetz state leaders of Zavrainz, which became the center of world civilization. The meeting began with a tragic turn of events. Where Freislor is one of the exiles from several countries, she fought to give her people asylum in the state of Zavrainz, even though she was insulted and despised by his citizens. A few years later, she went on a mission to defeat Mr. Reos. Ultimately, Breckson, Freislor, and Lord Krapolis travel into the past, future, and death to find Grendolfin. There, they found new knowledge of the Hasta Brata from the Javanese. She also got a new riddle with a game of numbers and times of one, three, and five. That is made clear by a poem by her father. One times one, I ran Two times one, I am spinning Three times two, I quit Hold on. I think, I made a wrong move I turn my steps thirty degrees to the left I have got a long line that leads somewhere Adorned in shining starlight You and I became us On the way, they also got the key to defeating Mr. Reos from the Joyoboyo Fiber manual. Not only that, but Freislor also found herself a leader in a country. Breckson finally got a chance to express his love to Freislor. But that love story changed after meeting Poresa. Add to this, the fact that Freislor's life is strictly a matter of numbers and time. What about their mission, then? Will they succeed in killing Mr. Reos? What about Freislor's love story? Who's she going to pick?

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Administrative Documents

"Here we go," she said softly. The girl walked to her mother's room. When they got there, the white powder stuck to the wall and rounded up into several white bubbles. The bubbles cleared everything in the room.

After everything was done, Freislor immediately locked the room and lay there. She sleeps facing the window. Beside the bed, there is a photo of her father and mother holding them both. Freislor's heart seemed to grieve at the sight of her. Slowly, one hand grabbed the photo.

"Dad, I miss you," she thought. The girl cried and hugged her father's photo until she fell asleep. The rain came and accompanied Freislor. It was as if he understood and felt what Freislor was feeling.

On that day, she fell asleep soundly. The atmosphere at that time was silent, unlike Breckson who was now in his private room. The teenager was dealing with some documents that he was emitting from his hands.