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He was gone.
That much Uno knew how to deal with.
But Uno just couldn't shake the feeling something more had occurred.
Like Lucien didn't truly die that day. The notion was, sadly, near impossible in truth.
He'd seen the desecrated and mauled corpse of his one and only hanging rotting from the feet in that blasted Applewatch Farm firsthand. May that infernal place be razed and the ground be salted.
It was one of the most devestating moments ever to occur for Uno.
The one person he ever truly cared about was wrenched from his grip by false accusations.
Of course, there was also the whole business with Vincenti Valtieri beforehand, but that doesn't terribly count as Uno brought his unlife to an end by his own hand.
After the whole incident, Uno went into semi-hiding.