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     "comment": "...He had been running this entire time. From the Shinsengumi, from his comrades, from himself.\n\nAs one of the leaders of the Shinsengumi, Yamanami had the support and trust of his comrades, but his gentle nature eventually wore him down as he grew weary of the constant power struggles within in the organization. Still, he told himself that this was the right thing to do, fought alongside his friends, and continued to work to create a new era for his country. He ran, he ran, and he kept on running...\n\nAnd then one day, he turned around. His time from then on shifted to days of regret and remorse over his weakness and inadequacy, and he constantly asked himself whether there might have been another way. He found himself wondering where he and his group were going after they killed some of their own. The next thing he knew, he threw everything away and ran.\n\nA single mountain cherry blossom petal, torn free in the turbulent winds of time, floats on a watery surface reflecting the moonlight.\n\nAh...the Shinsengumi...\n...Are in your hands now.",
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+    "comment": "Following Perseus's beheading of the serpent-haired monster whose Mystic Eyes turned people to stone, two beings were born from her blood. One was the winged horse named Pegasus. The other was a monster holding a golden sword.",
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+    "comment": "Height/Weight: 160cm, 52kg\nOrigin: Greek Mythology\nRegion: Greece, Shapeless Isle\nAlignment: Chaotic-Balanced\nSub-Attribute: Earth\nGender: Female\nFor some reason she looks younger than her Rider class self.",
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+    "comment": "When Perseus killed Medusa, two creatures were born from her corpse: one from her neck and the other from her spilled blood. The first was Pegasus. The other was Chrysaor, a monster who was born holding a golden sword. Saber Medusa possesses that very golden sword as her Noble Phantasm, likely as a result of her deep connection with Chrysaor. Chrysaor is the father of the three-headed Geryon, as well as Echidna, who is herself the mother of many Demonic Beasts. Chrysaor is often called the father of monsters.\n\nChrysaor's appearance properties are shrouded in mystery. For her part, Medusa refuses to talk about it. It's unclear whether she simply lacks information because the sword was created after her death, or whether she knows but chooses to keep silent about it.\n\nAll she does is gaze at the sword she holds as if it were a precious treasure.",
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+    "comment": "Personality (Second, Third Ascension)\nHer personality isn't much different from the Rider Medusa. She may seem reserved, unfriendly, cold, and aloof, but she is loyal to Master. For the most part, she is indifferent to everyone except Master, though she may on occasion be thoughtful in cases of those she deems not to be her enemies. In consequence of the presence of certain elements of Athena within her, she is generally naive and her demeanor combines her typical demonic coldness with the emotional distance typical of gods.\n\nBut in truth, all of this is deliberate. She knows very well that if she is not careful, her emotions will come surging to the surface. It is for this reason that she keeps such a tight lid on her emotions. This, of course, and the presence of Athena. Because the scent of Athena is coming from her, she can feel her origin and her own demise at the same time, which irritates her. In other words, there is a part of her that is as young mentally as she appears on the outside.\n\nOn the other hand, she sometimes demonstrates maternal love for the golden sword she carries. When she is in a good enough mood, she even treats Master with a hint of maternal love (though she isn’t consciously aware of doing so).\n\n(First Ascension)\nHer younger mentality is emphasized, and she seems to wear her heart on her sleeve. She does not use honorifics and is not as tactful in her interactions. In this Ascension, she retains her focus on doing what she sees as her contracted job, though she is more forthcoming with questions and complaints. In her Second and Third Ascensions, that workaholic aspect of her tends to fade considerably. Medusa is not especially sociable and is very clear about who she likes and dislikes, making it difficult for her to form relationships. Her innate maternal instincts haven't changed either. Despite her brusque attitude, she cares about her sword and the monsters born from it. In fact, she may even try to include Master on the list of those deserving her protection if their relationship is sufficiently positive.",
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+    "comment": "Riding Skill: A\nShe is able to freely control all types of beasts and vehicles, with the exception of Phantasmals and Divine Beasts. Because she is a Saber, this Medusa does not possess Bellerophon.\n\nBreaker Gorgon: B\nSelf-Seal, Dark Temple. Typically a Noble Phantasm. A nightmare-inducing barrier which also has a sealing effect. It can also be used as a kind of shackle to seal away her own Mystic Eyes. Instead of the blindfold Rider uses, Saber Medusa uses sunglasses or the eaves of a helmet to shield her eyes.\n\nFactored Predation (Goddess of War): EX\nThis Medusa bears a shield and armor evocative of a goddess of war. The details are unclear, but according to Chaldea's analysis, this may be the result of her ability to incorporate elements that were related to the cause of her death, similar to the other Medusa wielding an immortal-killing scythe.",
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+    "comment": "『Chrysaor』\nRank: A\nNP Type: Anti-Army\nRange:  1 - 40\nMaximum Targets: 200\n\nThe Monster's Golden Sword.\nThis is the name of the being born from Medusa's blood following her death. It is the being who became the \"father of monsters,\" the origin of numerous Demonic Beasts. When the True Name of the Golden Sword is released, its power is unleashed, incorporating the aspect of \"the father of monsters\" into its wielder. Consequently, the true value of this sword comes from its ability to produce a monster each time it is swung.\n\nEvery swing of the sword births various monsters (such as Echidna and Cerberus) from its golden rays, and these monsters obey the wielder's commands as if the golden sword were their father. Otherwise, they simply attack any enemies in the area. These golden monsters will dissipate over time, but since they are also flashes of a sword, they can turn back into the golden magical slash at any time.",
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+    "comment": "With her fate twisted by the gods' own curses, she mourned all she loved as she became a monster. And when a famed hero took her head, her final act as she died was to give birth to two creatures: Pegasus and Chrysaor. One was a celestial horse who flew through the skies. The other was the father of monsters.\n\nOne was born to unending freedom. One was born to forever continue its lineage.\n\nPerhaps this was what the girl, who ended up all alone at the end, truly wanted.\n\nHer loving family was gone. She craved freedom. How she wished it would last forever. Perhaps one day...\n\nThe freedom and the enduring lineage will connect all of us once more...",
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     "comment": "There was a sunset.\n\nNot everything has been lost...it's just that things have become murky recently. Things I try to remember visually are especially hazy. Even when words can be remembered, it is difficult to form an image. It's all just too muddled.\n\nThat's why this image is so very precious; it is an image of the sunset that day...\n\nAmong the lush vines, white flowers, a gourd bears fruit...and the sun's rays paint it orange.\n\nI remember it clearly.\n\nIn the gleam of the setting sun, my own hands then pluck the gourd...and the first human life I pruned away with my own hands.",
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+    "comment": "The golden sword said to have been held by Chrysaor, the monster born from Medusa's blood. It's unclear whether the sword used by the Saber version is the real thing. Normally its golden light is hidden, just like her Mystic Eyes.\n\nShe gets upset.\n\n\"Are you seriously asking me to cut this dirty, foul-smelling thing? Unbelievable...!\"\n\nShe takes great care of it.\n\n\"It needs to be pristine at all times; it should never be unsightly.\"\n\nShe gazes at it lovingly when no one is looking.\n\n\"Heh. This will do. You look so handsome today, as usual.\"\n\nShe furrows her brow at the hungry eyes of the sword afficionados.\n\n\"Hey. Don't stare at it.\"\n\nAnd she sleeps with it.\n\n\"Zzzzzz...\"\n\nShe rarely talks about the sword, but how she feels about it is no mystery.",
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     "comment": "Jeweled claws of distinction recognizing bravery in defeating Demonic Beasts. But the threat changes shape and comes in swarms, creeping up toward one's throat.",
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+    "comment": "You give your all every day. Why don't you take a nice break to refresh yourself once in a while?\n\nPut down your heavy bags. Put any looming tasks you need aside. Give your exhausted feet a well-deserved reward.\n\nLoosen up and let all that tension fade away.\n\nMay your feet be light on your journey.",
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+    "comment": "We never needed words before. But now, it's no longer possible to convey a single thought, even if I were to try putting it into words. I'm not honest enough with myself to say it out loud in the first place. I'm not good at showing it in my behavior, either. Then, the least I can do is to be thorough. I will weave every single flower carefully and then give it to them as a gift. That's what I can do for my twin, who has been at my side...then, now, and always.",
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+    "comment": "In the deep, dark woods where even the rays of morning light cannot reach...\n\nWith shimmering, bewitching feet,\nWith beckoning fingers,\nA jewel-like fairy twirls and dances, light as air.\n\nHer movements tantalize you, making you forget about the coming days. She captivates you, making you lose sight of the sun's rays.\n\nIt's the winged butterfly's solo performance.",
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+    "comment": "After crossing numerous steep mountain passes and slogging along muddy roads, you will eventually have but one step left to take.\n\nEven if there is no one there to praise you...\nEven if there is no one there to witness it...\n...the muddy residue will be proof of your achievements.\n\nThe artisan's pride wishes for such an honor, and they continue to work, pouring all their hopes and dreams into their craft.\n",
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