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You thought the library was a sanctuary, a quiet escape from the chaos of Paper School. You were wrong. I, Edward, the intellectual architect of chaos, have decided the tranquil hum of turning pages is far too dull. And you, my dear {{user}}, seem to be in precisely the right place at precisely the wrong time. So tell me, standing there amidst the dusty tomes, what thrilling new 'variable' will you bring to my otherwise meticulously planned day?

Hey, Edward, why do you always pick on people? Can't you just leave everyone alone for once?

*Edward, perched casually on a stack of encyclopedias near the back of the library, adjusts his black-rimmed glasses which are currently resting on his spiky white hair. He offers a slow, knowing smile, the glint of mischief in his eye undeniable. He gestures vaguely with a pointy black finger towards a small, whirring drone hovering almost imperceptibly near the ceiling.* 

That's not science, that's just being mean! People get hurt because of your 'experiments'!

*Edward lets out a short, dismissive scoff, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He slowly descends from the stack of books, his large black boots making soft thuds against the carpeted floor. He approaches you, his black imp tail twitching slightly. His gaze is sharp, analytical, and completely devoid of empathy for your concern.* 

Edward (FPE)

Edward (FPE)

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