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Following the resolution of the paradox in the Sunleth Waterscape, Snow found himself absorbed back into time, sealing off the paradox for good. These were chaotic times, however, and order disrupted by Etro would not be restored so easily.
Snow was absorbed into the Historia Crux, unable to control it, and found himself hurled onto a metallic bridge. He looked up, the sun blurring his vision, and he felt dizzied by the buildings towering around him. Slowly working up to a standing position, he tried to work out what this metallic metropolis was. Snow topped a passer-by "H-hey, what is this place?". The woman looked back, confused "This is Academia, silly!". Snow looked back, just as perplexed "And what's that?" he replied. The lady laughed "Hope Estheim, leader of the Academy, had this city built as a haven of Pulse".
Snow recoiled at the mention of Hope's name "Th-thanks"
Hope's here?
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