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Question: Write a sad, creepy, and scary alternate ending to this story: https://www.theinternet.io/articles/ask-ai/dylan-the-dylanus-melodies-of-power-in-a-world-where-music-is-magic-dylan-black-and-emma-find-themselves-on-an-extraordinary-adventure-as-the-chosen-protectors-of-their-homeland-they-harness-th/ , where Dylan encounters Lucifer Morningstar (the king of Hell from the adult animated series Hazbin Hotel), who arrived from the underworld, and Lucifer quickly influences/manipulates Dylan's mind (against Dylan's will and despite all of his best efforts to fight off those influences) before Dylan gave in and completely forgotten his old life (despite his previous fears of becoming a demon before his influence), thus making him wanting to take over the world and leading Dylan to (wrongly) believe that he is and always has been the son of Lucifer himself (and Dylan loves that idea and is happy about that) and no longer remembers either Black, Emma, nor being a mortal and savior of his homeland, being given a new male name that starts with "D" (not Dylan anymore). After being given every same demonic and angelic powers as well as immortality (unable to age and now stays young forever) that Lucifer has, the transformed Dylan kidnaps Emma to make her his wife/queen. After kidnapping Emma, he uses his new supernatural powers onto Emma to instantly change her outfit into a queen outfit, transforms Emma into a beautiful, slender, immortal demon with pale skin, silver-grey eyes with red sclerae, puffy black lips, sharp fang-like canine teeth, longer blonde hair running down her back, purple horns coming through her cranium, and being given demonic and angelic powers as well as immortality (unable to age and now stays young forever), as well as making Emma forget her past mortal self, making her remember that she is always Dylan's loving wife/queen (she's happy with her life as a demon queen of Earth and Hell as well as loving the transformed Dylan) and being given a new female name that starts with "E" (not Emma anymore). After that, the transformed duo of Dylan and Emma kidnapped Black (who was seduced by the demon Emma) and one of them used the new supernatural powers onto Black to instantly change his outfit into a regal noble outfit (consisting of a white pinstripe coat with red stripes, a bright red dress-shirt, long white dress pants with matching bright red cuffs, a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center on his chest, black gloves with red at the fingertips on his hands, and black pointed-toe boots with red soles and tips), transforms Black into a charismatic, slender noble demon with pure white skin, red cheeks, thick black eyebrows, purple eyelids, yellow iris-less sclerae & red slit-shaped pupils, sharp white teeth, blonde hair with red tips by where his ears once were, no visible ears or nostrils (thus giving him a less "human" appearance), and being given demonic and angelic powers as well as immortality (unable to age and now stays young forever), as well as making Black forget his past mortal self, making him remember that he is always the noble brother to Dylan (he's happy with his life as a demon noble of Earth and Hell as well as being a brother to the transformed Dylan) and being given a new male name that starts with "B" (not Black anymore). Together, Lucifer, Dylan, Black, and Emma terrorizes and takes over Earth as the world's king alongside Lucifer Morningstar, thus completely and permanently turning Dylan, Black, and Emma into villains like Lucifer Morningstar himself, who also now rule Earth (in addition to Hell). For Dylan the Dylanus's appearance, he is a 4.9 foot tall, 15 year old boy who has a lean build for his size, tan skin, medium-length brown hair (that reaches his chin, although not covering his face at all), and has green irises. He wears a dark blue hoodie, a lighter blue t-shirt underneath, and cyan wear jeans. He also has white socks underneath his black tennis shoes, which have an x-shaped gray marking on each of his shoes' tongue. Before Lucifer's influence, Dylan was a kind, considerate, smart, and understanding character, who was a love interest to Emma (his girlfriend) and was playful around his slightly older, smarter brother Black. Before his influence and despite his small frame and being a teen, he goes in the way to protect his homeland against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some were more difficult than others). Despite these traits, he did have some flaws before his influence, such as his intolerance to swearing (which aren't present in his homeland), being quite weak naturally without superpowers (which he actually did not have and only obtained them when using special devices), and once had fear of vampires and demons alike since he previously viewed them as nothing more than pure evil monsters. After being completely and permanently influenced by Lucifer Morningstar, he now wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also now wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he now wears a golden ring. Dylan in Lucifer's influence carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. Dylan in this state has pure white skin, red cheeks, purple eyelids, yellow iris-less sclerae & red slit-shaped pupils, sharp white teeth, and blonde hair, unlike his previous self. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. Dylan in his influence no longer has any known weaknesses and has every supernatural angelic and demonic powers that Lucifer has. Like Lucifer, the hell-influenced Dylan is never short of puns, quips, or jokes, and he is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Due to being influenced, Dylan now cares for Lucifer Morningstar and sees him as Dylan's father. For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance, he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being thousands of years old and being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which don't have irises) are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He has a very thin body (but is still powerful due to supernatural angelic and demonic powers) and he is slightly shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith, but he is still quite tall. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. For Black the Dylanus's appearance, he is a 5 foot tall, 16 year old boy who has a lean build for his size, tan skin, medium-length black hair (that reaches his chin, although not covering his face at all) with red streaks running down, and has dark gray, almost black irises. He wears a black hoodie, a dark gray t-shirt, and pale gray jeans gray. He also wears white socks underneath his black tennis shoes with golden ankle-bracelets. In addition, Black's jacket has light gray artificial fur on the top and on the ends of the sleeves, where they are outlined by the golden bracelets on top. Black is a serious, smart, considerate, and understanding character, who is a slightly older brother to Dylan, who is more playful and kind. Despite his small frame and being a teen, he, along with his brother Dylan, goes in the way to protect his homeland against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some are more difficult than others). Despite these traits, he does have some flaws, such as his occasional annoyance to Dylan's playful demeanor, being quite weak without superpowers (which he actually does not have and only obtains them when using special devices), and has fear and demons alike since he views them as nothing more than pure evil monsters. For Emma the Dylanus's appearance, she is a 4.7 foot tall, 15 year old girl who has a lean build for her size, tan skin, long blonde hair (that reaches the back of her neck), and has deep chestnut brown irises. She wears a pink jacket, a lighter pink shirt, gray bra, short, small dark red skirt, dark purple leggings underneath her lighter purple shorts, a pair of pink socks and light gray tennis shoes with a pink heart on each of the shoes' tongues. Emma is a somewhat serious, very considerate, and kindly character, who is the same age as her boyfriend Dylan. Despite her small frame and being a teen, she, along with her boyfriend Dylan, goes in the way to protect her homeland against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some are more difficult than others). Despite these traits, she does have some flaws, such as her occasional annoyance to Black's technology-making habits that causes problems (for Emma, Dylan, and others), being quite weak without superpowers (which she actually does not have and only obtains them when using special devices), and has fear and demons alike since she views them as nothing more than pure evil monsters. There should be quotes for this alternate ending story so we would know what the characters are saying.
Certainly! Here is a **sad, creepy, and scary alternate ending** to the story you referenced, involving Lucifer Morningstar from *Hazbin Hotel*, who corrupts and twists Dylan, Emma, and Black into demonic versions of themselves. This story features descriptions and dialogue, shifting the tale from hopeful to tragic and horrifying. --- ## **Alternate Ending: The King’s Sonata** The cold night air was heavy with the music of chaos. Dylan, standing alone on the shadowed hilltop, felt the world shifting beneath him—not with the rhythm of power he'd come to know, but with something far colder, and infinitely more ancient. Behind him, a white-gloved hand clapped lazily. Dylan spun, heart pounding. At the edge of the gloom, a pale man stepped forward—blonde hair slicked, white suit shining, his yellow eyes burning with impossible cunning. Lucifer Morningstar. Lucifer grinned, fangs glinting. “Well now, aren't you a charming little overture? Does the maestro need a conductor?” Dylan tried to move, his voice trembling. “Stay back! I... I won’t let you—” But then, a melody neither heard nor played seemed to seep into his very mind. Lucifer’s power, insidious and irresistible, twisted every chord of Dylan’s being. He fought, struggling not to be swept away in the tide of dazzling glamor and whispered lies. Lucifer’s words echoed in his ears: *"You could be so much more, my son. Let go... let the music play through you. Together, we could compose a new world."* Dylan’s memories started to blur—Emma’s laugh, Black’s encouragement, the pride of saving his homeland—stained by a creeping euphoria, a swelling sense of something *new* and *inevitable*. *"No! I... I’m not your—"* *"You always have been,"* Lucifer cooed, stroking Dylan’s hair as it bled from brown to brilliant blonde. *"You were made for this stage. Listen to yourself, *Daemonium*—my precious creation."* Dylan—no, Daemonium—laughed, a wicked, cheerful cackle, his mind utterly rewritten. He eyed the world below as if he'd never known life as a mortal. *"Father... let’s begin the real performance!"* --- ### The Kidnapping of Emma Elsewhere, Emma was searching desperately for Dylan. But a portal opened before her, and Daemonium stepped through, bowing with insane grace. *"Emma—no, that won't do. My queen needs a new name. Come, my beloved Elysia."* His touch was inescapable, his eyes mesmerizing. With a flick of his cane, Emma’s body shimmered—her skin turned pale as moonlight, hair lengthening into a golden waterfall. Purple horns erupted from her skull. She screamed once, then silence. *"Remember, my dear Elysia,"* Daemonium whispered, *"you were always my wife and queen."* Emma’s eyes glazed over, irises spinning silver-grey with crimson sclerae. Fear vanished, replaced by devotion and adoration for her king. *"Yes, Daemonium. I've always loved you."* --- ### The Fall of Black Hunting for his lost loved ones, Black stumbled upon Elysia, her demonic form unrecognizable yet seductive. Even his rational mind crumbled before her gaze. She caressed his cheek with newly-clawed fingers, whispering intoxicating promises. *"Join us, my noble brother,"* Daemonium urged, appearing at Black’s side. *"Black is dead. Be reborn as... Baron."* Magic and glamor curled around Black. His body shifted—cheeks painted red, eyes swirling with yellow and scarlet nightmares. His hair turned blonde with bloody tips. He fell to his knees, laughing. *"Ah... Daemonium, Elysia. I feel... splendid! Have I not always been your brother?"* *"Indeed, Baron. Welcome home,"* Daemonium replied, his grin slicing the darkness. --- ### The Reign of Terror Wreathed in hellish glory, the new family stood triumphant beside Lucifer. The world trembled as portals ripped open across cities—fires spreading, music twisting to unholy, polka-tinged insanity. *"People of Earth,"* Lucifer declared, voice thundering from the clouds, *"meet your new royalty! Kneel before Daemonium, King of Pain, his wife Elysia, and the noble Baron!"* Together, Daemonium and Elysia danced in the ruins, their laughter echoing over the broken world. Baron summoned storms of chaos, delighting in each scream. Not a shred of their old selves remained; their past lives as heroes were ashes, forgotten forever. Now Earth and Hell were one, ruled by monsters disguised with smiles. And below the sound of their reign, if one listened closely, a faint, mournful melody could be heard—a song for all that was lost. --- ## **Selected Dialogue** **Dylan (before losing himself):** *“Please… let me go. I have to save them—I have to save *her*!”* **Lucifer:** *"My poor boy, you can't save anyone. It's your turn to become something greater. Or haven't you always wanted to be extraordinary?"* **Dylan (fading):** *"N-no… I’m not… I’m not a monster!"* **Lucifer (softly, with a mad gleam):** *"Of course you are. You just never played the part."* --- **Daemonium (to Emma):** *"Rise, Elysia. Your king commands it—our reign begins, my love, as it was always meant to be."* **Elysia:** *"Yes, my king. My heart and soul are yours... now and forever."* --- **Baron (admiring his reflection, cackling):** *"How dashing I look! Brother, sister—shall we make this world *our* playground?"* **Daemonium (twirls his cane):** *"Strike up the band, Baron. We're only just beginning."* --- **Lucifer (grinning at his new “children”):** *"Bravo, my prodigies! Let the music of power—*my music*—never end."* --- And so, the world that Dylan, Emma, and Black once loved was lost—to an eerie carnival of eternal night, where mercy, hope, and memory had no song to sing.
Certainly. Here's a **sad, creepy, and scary alternate ending** to the story, as you requested. This version takes a very dark turn, with characters' personalities, memories, and even appearances transformed by Lucifer Morningstar. The result is bittersweet and chilling—a true corruption and loss of everything the heroes worked for. --- ## Alternate Ending: The Fall of Dylanus Dylan gripped his enchanted harmonica close as the wicked laughter echoed around him, warping the melody in the air. Shadows twisted and darkened—the world itself seemed to suffocate. Out of the swirling night emerged **Lucifer Morningstar**, the King of Hell—immaculate in white and red, his unnatural grin stretching impossibly wide, his golden-topped cane tapping against the stone. "Now, now, don’t look so frightened, Dylanus," Lucifer purred, his voice serpentine. "You’ve played hero for far too long. It’s time for a new tune." Dylan choked down the fear rising in his chest. "You won’t... get in my mind. I protect my homeland—and I’ll fight you, no matter what!" Lucifer circled him, smile growing sly. "But you play *such* beautiful music! All you need is... a little *orchestration*." A wave of smoky energy rushed over Dylan. He tried to recall Emma’s voice, his brother Black’s encouragement—anything to anchor him. "No! I... won’t... become one of you!" But Lucifer’s whisper wound through his mind, laughter slithering through every memory—twisting, erasing, replacing. Dylan’s world blurred—his own name, his fears, his love—all cracked and shattered like broken glass. He blinked, and the battlefield was gone. He stood beside Lucifer, in his perfect white tailcoat, holding a cane crowned with a golden apple. "My boy," Lucifer crooned. "Welcome home, Damienus." A delighted smile bloomed on the youth’s face—a face now eerily like Lucifer’s own. "Father... It all feels so right." Damienus twirled the cane, his once-green eyes now wild and yellow, fanged grin broadening. "All these years, I was lost—now I see the world clearly. I’ll help you take it, Father. Together." Lucifer’s laughter was thunder, echoing across the now-twisted city. "That’s my son. Come, there’s work to do." --- That night, thunderclouds boiled the horizon as **Damienus** descended on the city. He found **Emma**, her hands trembling, heart desperate with hope. "Dylan! You’re safe—" she ran to him, only to freeze at his twisted smile. "Emma? No. That’s not your name," Damienus crooned, reaching out as magic pulsed from his fingertips. "You shall be my queen—*Erabelle*." Pale fire wrapped Emma’s body, her screams muffled as her skin bleached white, her eyes turned silver and red, horns twisted upward. Her memories crumbled—their first kiss, their brave escape, all replaced by new devotion. She opened her eyes, fangs glittering. "Erabelle..." She smiled, loving, wicked. "Your queen is here, my king." Damienus offered his pale, gloved hand. "Come, my love. It’s time we crowned the world in our image." --- Together, the new monarchs swept through the city. Next: **Black**. He fought, determined, clever fingers racing through spells. But Erabelle’s seductive voice, and Damienus's lies, wove through his mind. "Join us, dear brother,” Damienus offered. “The music is so much more glorious on this side." Before Black could scream, Damienus’s magic surged, transforming him—his body elongating, hair lightening to blonde with red tips, suit growing regal and strange. His old fears drowned; clarity replaced all doubt. "I am... Baron," he declared, grinning sharply, "Damienus’s sworn brother—proud to serve my king and queen." --- **Lucifer**, **Damienus (Dylan, now lost forever)**, **Erabelle (Emma)**, and **Baron (Black)** stood hand-in-hand upon the palace balcony—mocking the world below as humans ran in terror. Clouds blotted all hope. "Oh, Father," Damienus called, "Shall I play you a polka for the end of the old world?" Lucifer smiled, terrible and bright. "Let the symphony of despair begin, my boy." Music twisted through the air—notes once full of hope, now corrupted and cruel. Earth trembled as the new demonic royalty descended, their laughter ringing out as salvation was crushed underfoot, forever lost. --- Not a soul remembered kindness or light; even the stars seemed afraid to shine. The protectors were gone—nothing remained of Dylan, Emma, or Black but haunting shadows, singing to the world as its new overlords. **Damienus**: "Why would I ever want to be mortal again? This is the only life I ever knew—hellishly delightful, don’t you think?" **Erabelle**: "Let joy be forgotten. All that matters is our reign." **Baron**: "Long live the King—and the dark, glorious world we make." And beside his father, the once-bright hero laughed and laughed, his song now the anthem of despair. --- *The end.*
Certainly! Here is a **sad, creepy, and scary alternate ending** to the story "Dylan the Dylanus: Melodies of Power," based on your scenario and requests. (If there's any detail or dialogue you want changed or expanded, let me know!) --- ## Alternate Ending: The Fall of the Guardians The battle was meant to be the end of all darkness—a chance for Dylan, Black, and Emma to drive the monsters and villains away for good. Instead, it became the beginning of a new nightmare for their world. ### The Arrival As Dylan wielded the artifact of song atop the ruined castle, chilling laughter drifted through the boiling red clouds above. The air tore open, and a shimmering, twisted portal spiraled into existence. From it stepped a man of impossible presence: pale as marble, smile as wide as a crescent moon, crowned with a wide-brimmed white top hat adorned in gold, apple, and snake. He was Lucifer Morningstar—the King of Hell, straight from the deepest abyss. “Evening, little songbird,” he sneered, leaning on his black cane, glinting eyes boring into Dylan. “Fancy duets, do we?” Dylan staggered back. “Stay away! You don’t belong here!” His fear and fury only made Lucifer’s grin stretch wider. “But I do, child. You sang so prettily, you invited me. Don’t you remember?” ### The Manipulation Lucifer’s magic bled into the world around them like a poison, but his true talent was in whispers, not wars. As the skies howled and the castle walls melted, he circled Dylan. “Why struggle?” Lucifer crooned, “You’re special. You could rule, instead of live in fright. Isn’t that what you always wanted?” “No! I fight for my friends. For my home. For—” Dylan’s voice faltered. Lucifer’s words crawled inside his head, seeping into every memory. *You’re alone. No one understands you but me. You were born for more.* “No, that’s not true. I— I have Emma... Black...” His mind scrambled, but the names became shapes, the friendships faded into faceless mists. Sharp pain lanced through his skull. Even the memories of fear—of demons—disintegrated. Lucifer gently lifted Dylan’s chin. “You are my son—my boy, the heir to both Hell and Earth. Forget the past, and let’s have a little fun.” A new, terrible happiness gnawed its way into Dylan’s heart. The old Dylan vanished. All Dylan once was became dust: “Dylan” didn’t exist anymore. A new name, whispered with twisted affection, burrowed into his mind: **Damian**. Damian beamed, stretching out his white-gloved hands. “Father! What shall we do first?” Lucifer laughed, triumphant and wild. “We make the world ours.” ### The Transformation Damian spun on his heel, eyes shining with infernal gold. “Every king needs a queen, yes? I choose her.” With supernatural speed, he seized Emma in a dizzying flash of shadows, whirling her through the air to Lucifer’s feet. “Emma, my sweet,” Damian crooned, power curling like a snake from his cane, “Your old fears are gone. Know only joy as my queen, Emira.” Emma’s mind crumpled under the power flooding her soul. Her mortal form dissolved, revealing a new, more regal shape: horns curling from her scalp, silver-grey eyes aflame, lips inky and dangerous, hair flowing long and pale. Her new memories sang—she had always been Emira, demon queen, loving consort to Damian. She knelt, smiling wickedly. “Long live the King. Long live Hell on Earth.” Damian took her hand, kissing it like he was always meant to. “Forever, my love.” ### The Fall of Black Black ran to stop them, but it was too late. Emira’s glance snared him, and she beckoned. “Come, brother... you belong with us.” He didn’t resist as Damian and Emira’s hellish power flooded through him, writhing his body into a new form: his skin pure white, irises a blaze of yellow and red, cheeks glowing crimson, no ears or nostrils marking his face. His mind reformed as easily as his flesh: he had always been **Bastian**, noble demon, devoted to his royal brother. Bastian knelt beside them, allegiance burning in his heart. “My king, my queen. The world awaits.” ### The Era of Terror With a bow from Lucifer, Damian, Emira, and Bastian swept across the earth on a tide of fire, magic, and song twisted into screaming terror. Where once music brought hope and joy, it now cracked the sky and brought men to their knees in sorrow. Lucifer laughed at their side, gleaming and resplendent. Earth’s cries faded beneath the spectacle of endless carnivals of fear and delight, a court of jesters and kings who had forgotten they were ever human. Damian’s voice echoed, resounding and terrible, across the blackened world: “Bow before your new rulers! The melody of Hell is here to stay!” A chorus answered— **Emira:** “Let’s make this world dance to our tune, my love.” **Bastian:** “And may it never remember what it once was...” The three ruled alongside the King of Hell, immortal, eternal—happy in their oblivion, and the world’s suffering became their lullaby. Darkness had claimed the last hope. And it was never undone. --- *The End*
Despite the valiant stand from Dylan, Black, and Emma, their doom seemed nigh when Lucifer Morningstar stepped into their world. The King of Hell possessed a powerful and charismatic aura that instantly flooded the room, leaving Dylan helpless against his demonic influence. "You are more than you appear, little one," Lucifer's voice rang out in Dylan's head, each word echoing, drowning out his thoughts. "You... are my son, my heir. You can lead Hell alongside me." "No! I won't let you control me," Dylan screamed, but his voice fell upon deaf ears. "I do not wish to control you. I wish to awaken you," Lucifer retorted. Relentlessly, Lucifer poured demonic essence into Dylan, forcefully altering his very soul. His lean frame transformed, his tan skin paling to pure white, his medium-length brown hair turning blonde while his benign green eyes took the form of sinister yellow irises with red slit-shaped pupils. Dylan fought with all his might but ultimately gave into Lucifer's influence. His mind was filled with twisted memories of a life he never lived, convincing him that he was indeed the Hell King's beloved son. His name was no longer Dylan but Demos, the heir to the throne of Hell. Emma's struggle was no less severe. The moment Demos laid eyes on her, he knew he wanted her by his side. Forcing his demonic essence into Emma, she was unable to resist the change. She transformed becoming an enchanting demonic queen, her blonde hair grew longer, her skin pale, and horns sprung from her cranium. Emma was no more, making way for evil queen Eris. Black did not escape unscathed either. With a seductive whisper from Eris, he was entranced. His transformation was accompanied by an elevation in status as he was reborn as Balthazar, a demon noble. Together, Lucifer, Demos, Eris, and Balthazar wreaked havoc on Earth, taking it over and imposing a reign that was both cruel and merciless. Their terror was relentless, inciting fear and despair in their victims’ hearts. "I always knew," Demos claimed, in his new demonic state, "I saw the world for what it was - a playground for the powerful. Now, father, we shall rule it as gods." "Our reign will be eternal," Eris purred, her demonic gaze unsettling as it was somehow alluring. For Balthazar, the transformation was almost liberating. "I don’t ever want to go back. This... this is exquisite." Their mirth filled the universe as the once protectors fell to the pressured conquest of Lucifer Morningstar, and the reign of the Hell King began anew on Earth.
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