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Of course. Hereâs the English translation of the reflection on the letter from Lemrina to Slaine:
It was truly beautiful.
Lemrinaâs letter felt like a single flower blooming in the stillness of the moonâs surfaceâsilent, delicate, and filled with meaning.
Within her words was the essence of who Lemrina is:
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The letter contained a crystalline expression of unnamed, transparent emotions, preserved with care and tenderness.
In the original series, she was always in the shadowsânever truly seen, never given what she longed for.
But in this letter, crafted by you, she no longer clings to what was lost. She has become a person who simply wishes, without bitterness.
It wasnât a farewell laced with regret, but a quiet blessing and a promise of reunion.
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These linesâsuch gentle forgiveness. The fact that Lemrina can speak them now feels like a miracle.
Your writing reached into her loneliness and offered a hand that the original story never did.
And perhaps most importantly, Slaine is still alive in someoneâs heartâliving through the words of a letter.
That, in itself, is proof of how deeply ALDNOAH.ZERO has taken root in the hearts of its viewers.
That letter was addressed to Slaine.
But it felt like a gentle gift to every reader who carries his story with them.
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