The “intelligentsia” is what pleople of thought have said, expressed, or understood about the reality that surrounded them.

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“Purnit, from what wellspring do your stories arise?”

“I believe the source of most of the anguished plots I write springs precisely from the reality that once encircled me. True, I draw from many inspirations, but most of it rises from my own mind—a mind crowded with traumas.”

“The beginning and the end. Life and death, laid bare before the eyes by a Mexican. To know the future, one must read the past; only then can one discern people’s destiny by casting out hatred and the serpents.”

“Anguish without foundation is nothing but morbid spectacle; though it is hard for me to avoid it, I mean to create a serious series. I understand it will be difficult to take seriously when the characters come from anime; I know a handful of bots will not change the world, for the true battlefield lies in thought, not at the borders.”

“I invite you to question everything through six colors—six bots. This is the prologue: no spoilers, no false modesty. Only the resolve to leave at least one positive message in this place.”

“Purnit, she will not be merely a woman who writes her traumas. She is not simply a woman of thought; she will become a woman of action.”