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这……成为了一场怪异的相会。尽管黑衣少女并不知晓，但白衣少女与她一样，心中未流淌着任何热情。<br>如同火苗忽然沐浴于寒风，她那不断黯淡的希望正在摇曳闪烁。现在，她变得不太舒服，心中焦虑而警戒。<br>一丝轻薄却无可撼动，且不合时令的气氛穿梭于二人之间。对她而言，<br>发生在这个世界的这场相遇本身便是个单纯的……“错误”。这些总是存在于四周，<br>如今已散布于破碎的地面之上的玻璃，也正体现出了这种违和之感。<br><br>正常情况下，这些碎片会朝她们无法抑制地一拥而上：“快乐”涌向白衣少女，而“悲痛”则是朝向黑衣少女。<br>这一刻，每一片碎片都仅仅是停滞于空中。或许有半百片镜面静悄悄地悬浮与少女们的身旁，<br>捕捉着她们四周大约一半的虚无景象。当白衣少女试着呼唤它们时，它们甚至都不会摇晃一下。<br>面前的一切使她感到心神不宁：幸福与恐惧并肩存在，一同闪烁，也皆无动作。<br>唯独那片她能够亲手握紧——那片曾经使她重获自由的碎片——自始至终对她锲而不舍。 | 这……成为了一场怪异的相会。尽管黑衣少女并不知晓，但白衣少女与她一样，心中未流淌着任何热情。<br>如同火苗忽然沐浴于寒风，她那不断黯淡的希望正在摇曳闪烁。现在，她变得不太舒服，心中焦虑而警戒。<br>一丝轻薄却无可撼动，且不合时令的气氛穿梭于二人之间。对她而言，<br>发生在这个世界的这场相遇本身便是个单纯的……“错误”。这些总是存在于四周，<br>如今已散布于破碎的地面之上的玻璃，也正体现出了这种违和之感。<br><br>正常情况下，这些碎片会朝她们无法抑制地一拥而上：“快乐”涌向白衣少女，而“悲痛”则是朝向黑衣少女。<br>这一刻，每一片碎片都仅仅是停滞于空中。或许有半百片镜面静悄悄地悬浮与少女们的身旁，<br>捕捉着她们四周大约一半的虚无景象。当白衣少女试着呼唤它们时，它们甚至都不会摇晃一下。<br>面前的一切使她感到心神不宁：幸福与恐惧并肩存在，一同闪烁，也皆无动作。<br>唯独那片她能够亲手握紧——那片曾经使她重获自由的碎片——自始至终对她锲而不舍。 | ||
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她紧盯着阴霾中的少女。“如果我们两人都在这儿，”她开口道，身体前倾，<br>“那你觉得我们能不能结伴同行？我们……我们也许能互帮互助，说不定还……”<br><br>她止住了话语。另一位少女正凝视着那空旷的，如画布一般的天空，脸上空洞的神色显得毫无感情。<br>她看似并未聆听——但实际上，她已将每一个字刻入了脑海。<br><br>“说不定还……”被黑暗包裹的少女重复道。话语虚弱而又模糊……自从她于苦痛之中再生，<br>她的灵魂便感觉如同一道阴暗而冷酷的深渊。然而，当她听到这个提议时，<br>某种存在于她心中的事物仍然开始闪出微光——无比短暂，且极为微弱。<br>只是，对现在的她而言，就算是如此细小的事情，<br>也足够穿破自她再次苏醒过来便一直尝试扼杀她呼吸的失意面纱。 | 她紧盯着阴霾中的少女。“如果我们两人都在这儿，”她开口道，身体前倾，<br>“那你觉得我们能不能结伴同行？我们……我们也许能互帮互助，说不定还……”<br><br>她止住了话语。另一位少女正凝视着那空旷的，如画布一般的天空，脸上空洞的神色显得毫无感情。<br>她看似并未聆听——但实际上，她已将每一个字刻入了脑海。<br><br>“说不定还……”被黑暗包裹的少女重复道。话语虚弱而又模糊……自从她于苦痛之中再生，<br>她的灵魂便感觉如同一道阴暗而冷酷的深渊。然而，当她听到这个提议时，<br>某种存在于她心中的事物仍然开始闪出微光——无比短暂，且极为微弱。<br>只是，对现在的她而言，就算是如此细小的事情，<br>也足够穿破自她再次苏醒过来便一直尝试扼杀她呼吸的失意面纱。 | ||
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而少女残余的过去：那个首先苏醒于这片世界的对立，仍然违抗着这段象征“结局”的未来——<br>抵抗着彻底放弃的想法。她想要得到第二次机会。<br><br>但她并非诚心的答案还不足以激发面前那个女孩的信心。她们的相遇始终被小心翼翼的氛围所笼罩。<br>才恢复感官不久的光早已发现Arcaea的世界远超过了漂亮所能形容的范畴——当然，也远不够被形容为安全。<br><br>尽管如此，两位少女仍会开口交谈，期望局面会向某个更好的方向发展。 | |||
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This... was turning out to be a strange meeting. Though the one in black doesn't know it, the one white<br>is beginning to share the darker girl's lack of enthusiasm. Like a fire in a sudden chill wind, her hope<br>flickers and wanes. Now she grows uncomfortable, anxious, and wary. A slight but unshakable atmosphere<br>drifts between them, one that feels unmistakably off. To her, it seems as though their very meeting is<br>something the world finds to be simply... "wrong". The ever-present glass, now scattered unevenly<br>throughout and above the broken grounds, reflects that strange feeling.<br><br>Ordinarily, these shards would flock to them without their bidding: "happiness" to the girl in white,<br>"tragedies" to the girl in black. Right now, every piece of glass in the air stands still. Perhaps half a<br>hundred mirrors are quietly suspended around the girls, half-catching images of the empty place that<br>surrounds them. When the girl in white tries to call out to them, they will not even waver. It unsettles her:<br>happiness placed beside horror, equally glinting and equally motionless. The only piece that will follow her<br>is the one she can hold—the one that set her free. | This... was turning out to be a strange meeting. Though the one in black doesn't know it, the one white<br>is beginning to share the darker girl's lack of enthusiasm. Like a fire in a sudden chill wind, her hope<br>flickers and wanes. Now she grows uncomfortable, anxious, and wary. A slight but unshakable atmosphere<br>drifts between them, one that feels unmistakably off. To her, it seems as though their very meeting is<br>something the world finds to be simply... "wrong". The ever-present glass, now scattered unevenly<br>throughout and above the broken grounds, reflects that strange feeling.<br><br>Ordinarily, these shards would flock to them without their bidding: "happiness" to the girl in white,<br>"tragedies" to the girl in black. Right now, every piece of glass in the air stands still. Perhaps half a<br>hundred mirrors are quietly suspended around the girls, half-catching images of the empty place that<br>surrounds them. When the girl in white tries to call out to them, they will not even waver. It unsettles her:<br>happiness placed beside horror, equally glinting and equally motionless. The only piece that will follow her<br>is the one she can hold—the one that set her free. | ||
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She stares hard at the shadow girl. "If we're in this together," she begins, leaning forward, "then what do<br>you think about staying together? We... We could help each other, and maybe..."<br><br>She stops. The other girl is staring into the empty, canvas-like sky with a blank and uninformative<br>expression. She doesn't seem to be listening, but in truth she has followed every word.<br><br>"Maybe... " the dark girl echoes. It's faint... After her reincarnation into misery, her soul itself had felt like<br>a dull, grim abyss. However, when she heard this proposal, something inside her shimmered—very briefly<br>and very weakly. However, as she is now, even something as tiny as that was able to pierce the shroud of <br>frustration that had been endlessly choking her since she'd reawakened.----And the remnant of the girl she used to be, the Tairitsu who had first woken up in this world, rebelled<br>against the prospect of “the end”—against the idea of giving up. She wanted a second chance.<br><br>But her halfhearted answer isn’t enough to inspire confidence in the girl standing opposite her.<br>Their meeting remains careful, cautious. The Hikari who recently returned to her senses now knows<br>that the world of Arcaea is far more than pretty—and far less than safe.<br><br>And yet the two girls will speak, with the hope that it will lead to something better. | She stares hard at the shadow girl. "If we're in this together," she begins, leaning forward, "then what do<br>you think about staying together? We... We could help each other, and maybe..."<br><br>She stops. The other girl is staring into the empty, canvas-like sky with a blank and uninformative<br>expression. She doesn't seem to be listening, but in truth she has followed every word.<br><br>"Maybe... " the dark girl echoes. It's faint... After her reincarnation into misery, her soul itself had felt like<br>a dull, grim abyss. However, when she heard this proposal, something inside her shimmered—very briefly<br>and very weakly. However, as she is now, even something as tiny as that was able to pierce the shroud of <br>frustration that had been endlessly choking her since she'd reawakened. | ||
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And the remnant of the girl she used to be, the Tairitsu who had first woken up in this world, rebelled<br>against the prospect of “the end”—against the idea of giving up. She wanted a second chance.<br><br>But her halfhearted answer isn’t enough to inspire confidence in the girl standing opposite her.<br>Their meeting remains careful, cautious. The Hikari who recently returned to her senses now knows<br>that the world of Arcaea is far more than pretty—and far less than safe.<br><br>And yet the two girls will speak, with the hope that it will lead to something better. | |||
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