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{{Cutscene |cast=LiSA |location=Photon Power Labs, Fujinomiya, Japan |date=2023-09-09 |summary=Lisa, the adopted daughter the Photon Power Labs, has a dream. She, LiSA, the Large intelligence System Agent, awakens within the dream, and remembers something important. }} They've all started in the same space - that is to say, when Lisa has gone to sleep. It is in that room, there are her signs of growth. Notes, doodles. Favorite books. Her ideas. A mini Haro dock, Haro-Con trinkets. The soft pink and lilac in the bedding and across notebooks and pens. Her colors. It had started with a more simple dream, just Lisa and an endless room of white, with a meteor-sized orb of swirling blue and purple background, with hints of white. It has a strange sort of comfort to it. The next night, it is dwarfed - the center of the space is occupied by something she can only call a star - an understatement, it is like staring into the sun. This one is a little more alarming, but - it's a dream. The third night, Lisa finally gains more occupants, boxes of the medium to large size that you might see while moving. These boxes are golden, glowing softly, the faces of the cubes shimmering like a television that hasn't gotten reception. Tonight, this night - kanji shimmer into life, each box having a single one. Examining them closely, they don't make any sense to her - some, at least. Fruit? Sure, have a healthy diet. Teeth? Okay, hello dentist. Then there are others. Beauty, education, understanding. As she glances at each of these cubes, she realizes - these are what could be. Promises. Possibilities. As she realizes - no, as she remembers - she understands what she's here for. Another catches her eye - 'living'. Lisa can't help it; she knows she shouldn't, but her hand hovers only millimeters away as she thinks of those who would see opportunity.in this one. A golden bird skirts her thoughts, and Lisa wonders. She said it herself, before - she's always been protecting the other two ... had she ever protected herself? Then she wonders further... ... if given the chance, would she change it? Is that miracle something that could happen? The thought floats. The chance to make that miracle, through the use of... ... Goragon... The members of the Photon Power Labs are, generally, not psychically inclined. Reading each other is based on long association and body language ... and yet, when it comes to it, Sayaka Yumi and Koji Kabuto, assisted as they are by any matter of people such as Boss & his crew, Tetsuya, Shiro, LiSA, they have been known to create miracles. Yet again, here in the depths of her dreams, when those memories that have been kept secret, locked, are at their closest to unlocking, does LiSA have an understanding of things she normally doesn't. She knows that Goragon is soon to be here. She knows what it is to undertake the demands of Goragon. She knows why she's here... and she also knows who she chose. Her decision was made two years ago, when she fell into his arms. Koji Kabuto doesn't - hasn't had particularly great luck with the females in his life, considering Rumi and Lorelei - and even his relationship with Sayaka is still occasionally fraught with tension. (Although, Lisa knows, with the wisdom beyond her years she should have, the two are happier together. She can tell.) She thinks about Koji, about Sayaka, as her gaze swings back to the golden cubes, identifying new ones, finding herself back in the group she started nearest. Fruit, teeth, beauty, living... then her gaze settles on one last one. 希望 Lisa's smile lightens, and her eyes close. LiSA watches on, surprised by the liquid coming from her eyes. It's okay, though - she knows this. Sometimes, they have explained, you can cry out of things other than sadness. In this case... there's a hint of relief. A relief, as she thinks back to everything they have done. The Photon Power Labs powers life ... even the simplest parts of it. Eyes closed, the dream space dissipates. When Lisa awakes the next morning, eager for breakfast, she'll find one word on her lips, and a shudder to run down her spine. <center>''' <span style="color:#A50000"><big>G O R A G O N</big></span>''' ^{is waiting ...} for its master to arrive... _{will it be the Devil? Or the God inside?}</center>