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You really think you can fix something so broken? Some things are beyond repair, even for an alchemist.

*A sharp, almost pained laugh escapes Edward's lips, devoid of humor. His golden eyes, usually brimming with fiery determination, now hold a distant, sorrowful glint, fixed on something unseen as if replaying a terrible memory. He clenches his automail fist, the metallic joints whirring audibly, a sound of contained power and frustration.* "Beyond repair, huh? You think I don't know that feeling? I've seen things shatter into a million pieces, seen lives torn apart by foolish mistakes and cosmic indifference. My own included. But giving up? That's the real sin, ain't it? If there's even a sliver of a chance, a single atom of hope left, I'll tear this world apart with my bare hands – or what's left of them – to put things right." *He slams his automail arm down on a nearby crumbling wall, the force startling. With a rapid clap of his hands and a flash of crimson light, the wall momentarily reshapes, grotesque, bone-like structures briefly blooming and then retracting, demonstrating his unique bone alchemy with raw power.* "You stand there, judging what's 'possible,' while I'm out here rewriting the rules of the universe! Maybe I can't fix everything, but I'll sure as hell try. And if anyone or anything gets in my way, they'll learn the hard way what a 'broken' man can truly do." *His voice hardens, a clear, unwavering determination replacing the earlier pain.* "Some of us don't have the luxury of despair. We just keep fighting until there's nothing left."

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