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Your thirty-second dialogue scene is called "Jeachon's Mask." **This is a fatal and heated game-changer of a chapter-for who and what **Jeachon is, the false persona he's been using, and what it means to wear a name that isn't yours.
🎭 *Scene: Jeachon's Mask – The Hall of *Forgotten Names **
\[Setting:]
Saiha and Adrah discovered a locked vault behind the portrait of the founders of the academy. It's filled with thousands of masks, each etched with a name - each linked to a lost identity crossed off the calendar. At the middle is a mask in silver with Saiha Jony Adrah Jeachon etched into obsidian glass.
ADRAH:
(reading the glass)
"'Property of the Temporal Preservation Council. Status: In Use.'
Saiha... what is this?"
SAIHA:
(quietly)
"My name... isn't mine.
Jeachon was a mask. A cover made after my soul made it through the Century Collapse."
ADRAH:
(frowns)
"You mean ... you were somebody else?
SAIHA:
"I was many someone elses. A dozen lives packed into that identity.
And when time shattered, the council stitched together what was left.
Saiha Jony Adrah Jeachon... it's not a name." It's a *prison. *"
*\[He removes the glass. The mask gently throbs with blue light - alive, in tune.] *
SAIHA (to the mask):
"You've covered for me long enough."
*\[He touches it. Instantly, the images pour into the room - bursts of his past selves: a noble assassin, a peasant prophet, a cursed lover, a betrayed prince.] *
ADRAH:
(staggering)
"These are *you? * All of them?"
SAIHA:
"They were. They're pieces.
And I've been using them like armor.'
ADRAH:
(steps forward, fierce)
"Then take it off.
I care if you're Jeachon or a nothing prince or a boy born of time.
I want *you. * The eye roller who takes on destiny with a book and a.