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==Main Act I: Creation(主 线1)==

 主线故 事I 是牵涉到[[光]]和[[对立]]的故事，也是游戏世界观的精髓。

 结局。<br><br>被阴影纠缠的少女，目光穿过那扇破碎的窗户，投射到另一段时光之中。<br>微笑，回到了她的脸上。<br><br>她可真是个无可救药的傻子。<br>不，不是那白衣少女。<br>是她自己。<br><br>那片玻璃中的影像并不是回忆。<br><br>当然，这并不现实。<br>她所看见的是未来——那个她理应期待万分的未来，<br>那个白痴，愚蠢的梦想家。<br><br>那些玻璃毫无偏差地映照出了她自己的身体被一根参差的玻璃长柱一穿而过的影像。<br>那道创伤仿佛要在炙热，苍白的烈焰中将她的衣服与整个身躯撕裂。<br><br>空虚荒芜的Arcaea大地，从她的身前和身后延伸到无边无际的地平线。<br>带着缠绕双肩的那两股刺眼的炙热火焰，抬起手轻抚着长柱的，<br>是那位身披白衣，使她倍感熟悉的少女——尽管在这个角度看不到她的表情。<br><br>她，是此时此刻正站在自己面前的少女。<br>那名才与她相遇不久的女孩。<br>这绝不是回忆：这景象预言着未来将会发生的一切。<br><br>面对此景，对立退回了自己的立场，<br>并对峙起那段她原先计划彻底无视的真相。<br><br>她已无所谓自己有没有心怀信念。<br>她已不会在这世界中找到任何对她有利的事物。<br><br>最后一丝希望也终被墨染，淹没在绝望之中，最终被彻底遗忘。<br><br>还有什么事会发生？<br>她还期望着什么？<br>愚蠢。令人厌烦。盲目的愚蠢。<br><br>令人厌烦的努力。<br>令人厌烦的回忆。<br>令人厌烦的存在。<br><br>令人厌烦，糟糕得不可理喻——使她作呕。对这一切感到作呕，对她自己感到作呕，<br>对这永无止境的嘲讽游戏中所存在的一切事物感到作呕。<br><br>奇迹？别开玩笑了……<br><br>她早已对自己说过。这个世界是地狱。<br>她是从种种显示这世界已经死透了的事物得知的：<br>在这世界之中，即便天使也终会堕落，而后苏醒为恶魔。<br><br>在光芒中的少女就是这样。<br>在这被诅咒的终末展开中，就算是她心中原先微不足道的小洞也被残暴地刨开，并迅速扩大——<br>荒废，并在刹那间彻底腐朽，只留下一道冰冷的无底深渊。<br><br>正当蕴藏其中的黑暗席卷并吞噬少女，尝试扼杀她的思绪之时，<br>她清晰地看见了光。<br><br>她看见光的视线投向那片碎片——捕捉到她眼中存在的恐慌与那明澈的认知。<br><br>这女孩已经知道了。<br>而现在，她已无法直视来自对面的视线。<br>一言不发，哪怕一切尽在眼底。<br><br>你此刻感到紧张吗？是否心情不安？毫不掩饰。<br>不可原谅。<br><br>那股愤怒扭曲成厌恶与憎恨，如同滚滚黑云般显现于她的双眼之中。<br><br>邪恶的背叛者；邪恶，邪恶的地方。<br>她紧紧抓着她的阳伞，<br>越过碎片注视着伫立于原地的光。<br><br>仿佛冻结在原地——当然，因为她病态的意图已经被识破了。<br>这可真是令人发笑。<br><br>对立的双眼微闭。<br>她抹除了那女孩尝试在她心中种下的一切情感之芽。<br><br>只是，这是面单向的镜子——其中蕴藏的厌恶与冷淡也是相同。<br>光对这片不同寻常的碎片之中所蕴含的内容完全无从知晓。<br><br>当对立的脸上失去越来越多的血色，<br>丝毫未意识到情势的走向——光仅能在困惑中观察着一切。<br><br>一股突如其来的危机感扩散至身体的每一个角落。尽管她并不理解原由，她却能感受到危机就在眼前。<br>事实上，匍匐于大地的暗影如今已翻腾而起，毁灭着它所接触的一切光芒。<br><br>黑暗向着她逼近，而她的呼吸变得愈发急促。她不禁朝着后方退了一步。<br>她几乎无法相信眼前正在发生的事情。她根本不想去相信。<br><br>即使她已于那片耀眼的天空所带来的痛苦折磨中幸存下来，<br>某种可怕的事物再次毫无理由地显现于她的面前。<br><br>尽管，她仍旧存活了下来。<br>而她终究意识到，生存并不是件能够妥协的事情。<br><br>心中怀着这样的想法，光犯下了一个天大的错误。<br><br>她伸手去拿了那片玻璃——<br>那片在她彻底迷失于低谷时，给予她慰藉与方向的玻璃。<br><br>就在她将它提至胸前时，<br>对立头颈后方的头发也飞扬起来。<br><br>恐惧猛烈地冲击着她的全身。伴随着那永远不愿再次遭遇不幸的决意，<br>那一刹那，对立在没有任何预警的情况下靠近了光，<br>准备彻底夺走她的性命。

The end<br><br>The girl adorned in shadows peers through the broken window into another time.<br>Her smile returns.<br><br>What a fool she was.<br>Not the girl in white, no.<br>Her.<br><br>The vision in the glass is no memory.<br><br>It cannot be, of course.<br>What she's seeing is a future: a future that she should have expected,<br>the fool, the idiot dreamer.<br><br>The glass shows an unmistakable image of herself, run through with a jagged pillar of glass,<br>the wound seeming to sear her clothing and body apart in a blistering, pale, and consuming flame.<br><br>The blank, barren lands of Arcaea stretch out far behind her, and before her,<br>coaxing the pillar with a lifted hand and a blinding, fiery glow around her shoulders,<br>is a girl clad in white, a very familiar one, though her expression is hidden from this vantage.<br><br>It is the girl standing before her now.<br>The one she has only just met.<br>This is no memory: it's a vision of what will come to be.<br><br>Faced with this, Tairitsu retreats into herself,<br>and confronts the one truth she was determined to ignore.<br><br>Her conviction didn't matter.<br>She will never find anything good for her in this world.<br><br>That last hope is dyed black now, drowned in despair, forgotten.<br><br>What else would happen?<br>What was her hope for?<br>Idiocy. Tiresome, blind idiocy.<br><br>Tiresome effort.<br>Tiresome memories.<br>Tiresome existence.<br><br>Tiresome, awful, sick of it. Sick of this, sick of herself,<br>sick of everything in this never-ending, mocking play.<br><br>Miracles? No...<br><br>She'd said it herself. This world is hell.<br>And she knows this, from the fractured ideas of worlds dead and gone:<br>even angels can one day fall and awaken to demonic form.<br><br>The girl in light is just like that.<br>In a turn final and damning, what was once a mere pit inside her chest is clawed and spread.<br>It wastes, decays all through in an instant, leaving instead a cold and endless chasm.<br><br>As the darkness within it creeps out to coat her insides and choke her thoughts,<br>she sees Hikari very clearly.<br><br>Sees her gaze darting to the shard—sees the panic, the clear knowledge in her eyes.<br><br>The girl knows.<br>And now she can't face her opposite's stare,<br>won't say a word though she sees clearly.<br><br>You're unnerved? Unsettled? Unabashed.<br>Unforgivable.<br><br>That anger twists into hate and loathing, spilling over and arriving in her eyes.<br><br>Wicked betrayer; wicked, wicked place.<br>She tightens her grasp on her parasol,<br>

looking past the shard to Hikari, who is standing still.<br><br>Frozen in place, surely, because her ill intentions have been exposed.<br>It's worth laughing about.<br><br>Tairitsu's eyes narrow, and she excises the remains of those burgeoning emotions<br>the girl had begun to cultivate within her.<br><br>With finality she is emptied,<br>and with that, she knows what she must do.<br><br>But this mirror is still one-way, and thus her anger as well.<br>Hikari is unable to see within this peculiar shard at all.<br><br>Unaware, she can only watch in confusion<br>as Tairitsu's countenance drains more and more of color.<br><br>A sense of danger wells up in her, and though she can't understand why, she can feel it there.<br>In fact, shadows now seem to be crawling up from the earth, light perishing at their touch.<br><br>Darkness nears her, and her breathing shortens. She takes a step back.<br>She almost can't believe it. She certainly doesn't want to.<br><br>Even after surviving the harrowing ordeal, that blinding light sky,<br>something terrible faces her again without reason.<br><br>But still, she had survived it.<br>And now she knows for certain that survival may not allow compromise.<br><br>With this thought in heart and mind, Hikari makes a damning mistake.<br><br>She reaches for the one piece of glass,<br>the one that gave her comfort and direction in the midst of her lowest moment.<br><br>When she raises it to her chest,<br>the hairs on the back of Tairitsu's neck rise up as well.<br><br>Fear pulsing through her, along with a conviction to never meet with tragedy again,<br>Tairitsu closes the distance to Hikari in an instant, without warning,<br>ready to once and for all firmly grab hold of her life.}}

 “战斗势均力敌”——这样的美梦破灭了。与此一同瓦解的，还有光那终于开始动摇的希望。<br><br>原本由光指引的风暴，毫无任何先兆地朝着对立的侧面刮去。阴影与光芒交错，层叠掩埋起那女孩的身姿。<br>就此碎片缠绕身体之际，她的双眼忽地紧紧闭上——而就在片刻后，当双目再次睁开之际，<br>那无数错杂的回忆，在她的背后形成了六只巨大的羽翼。<br><br>届时，她浑身散发着对整个自然界的公然蔑视，浮于上空，<br>将尖锐的视线刺入光的瞳孔。<br><br>单单一个眼神便足以让光心知肚明，她基本已经失去了所有胜算。<br>光曾经错以为面前那女孩是一头野兽；此刻，自己终于认清了那女孩的身份：<br>高高在上，绝对无法触及的存在。<br><br>玻璃碎片在对立的背后升起，这场面好似一张巨型的帘幕：一扇清晰的，宏光闪烁的天窗。<br><br>位于下方的光，几乎没有任何东西可以用来抗衡即将到来的一切。至少，这就是她的第一感觉。但是……<br>不……那纯黑的少女还未拥有一切。她可以在这里活下来。必定可以！<br>那扇通往天国的窗户碎裂之际，光从中取下了二十枚记忆。<br><br>最初，只有寥寥几枚碎片朝着她飞驰而去。可是，它们却显得极为……迂缓。<br>这让她卸下了重担。她开始在心中默念：“可能性必然存在。”<br>就好像顷刻前目睹的那一幕仅仅是这种事情：一场表演。<br><br>如同彼时一样，光将自己稳固地防御起来，潜心贯注地抵挡着坠落而下的碎玻璃。<br>她的目光不断左右横扫，时不时地确认着那群光芒万丈的碎片正处于什么方位。<br>这让她拾回了充足的信心——她没有遗失任何事物。她默许一丝笑容出现在自己的脸上。<br><br>就算迎来最坏的局势，至少她可以从这里顺利逃走。至少这并不会是属于自己的终点。<br><br>于是，一片玻璃飞向了自己的胸口正中央。它的到来，只能被理解为试图向自己传递一则信息。<br>它的飞行速度，比她曾见到的任何Arcaea都要快上数倍。<br>正位于上方的另一名女孩，通过这片玻璃碎片，向她说道：“玩够了。”<br><br>“也不要浪费我的时间了。早点投降——然后死。”<br><br>那枚玻璃碎片从她的裙边穿透而过。而光，则望向了对立的双眼。<br>那身着黑衣的女孩，此刻正微微笑着。她的脸上，再也见不到一丝忧愤的阴云。<br>但那却是她毕生的记忆中，最恐怖的事物。<br><br>那一枚碎片并未接触到光的身体，而是摔落在地面上。<br><br>毁坏的天窗开始旋转起来，逐渐形成一柱倾斜的龙卷。它的血盆大口正准备将她的身体吞噬，<br>割裂了布料与皮肤，但只做到这一步为止，便飞离她的肉体。<br>这场面，显然阐释着另一则信息：在迎来结局之前，那纯黑的少女想要自己的敌人清楚一切从何而始。<br><br>恐惧席卷了她的每个细胞。玻璃组成的激流，以庞大的数量呼啸、切割着她的身体，<br>就像被劲风牵扯般转动着身躯。她陷入了极度害怕的状态。<br>好似一尊石像，她只是呆呆地站在原地，注视着一切。<br><br>她伫立在原地，注视着属于一个污秽世界的回忆。<br><br>刻画着痛苦、背叛、嫉妒的回忆。<br><br>殒命、暴虐、凋零。<br><br>黑暗。只是纯粹的黑暗。不论这些碎片究竟反射了何处的风景……她从中都近乎见不到一丝光芒。<br>不论是多么渺小的火花，都会在转瞬间消逝。<br>那女孩，也曾将这一画面这样描述给自己。<br><br>从苏醒以来，便一直蹂躏着她。那些污秽至极的倒影——<br>此刻，她将用相同的事物去蹂躏另一个人。<br><br>玻璃碎片将光的衣袖从里侧勾起，刺入她的长裙。<br>它们将她拉至上方——直到自己再也无法倚靠双足站立。<br><br>就像泪水已经盈眶般，那一股情感也满溢着自己的内心：在人们意识到自己即将死去时，便会来临的情感。<br>这并不是畏惧。<br>“恐怖”这种词，毫无用以形容的权利。<br><br>心灰意冷？满怀希望？<br>那种令她感到恐惧的，将自己拘束的感觉。<br><br>届时涌入她脑中的，是属于她本人的回忆。就好像她在试图寻找其中的某一段；一段显得出众的回忆——<br>一段能够告知她，自己曾在过去遭遇过类似的噩运，并且成功将其克服——如此的回忆。<br>从中，她能学到该怎样逃走。<br><br>并不存在。<br><br>黑色的风暴狂吼着侵袭着自己的躯体——不带一丝怜悯地切割着她。<br>残虐，如此单纯的意图。不断地接近、接近……<br>好似这意愿本身，就足以在她身上留下致命伤痕。<br><br>不可置信。<br><br>这样的场面，早已超脱了她从诞生至今所亲眼见证的任何事物；<br>自己亲身经历的，抑或是属于其他人的。<br>混杂着这种令人厌恶的，面对未知事物时才会出现的感觉，但又对静候着自己的事物心知肚明……<br><br>惊骇。<br>并不是畏惧。<br>这般惊骇的领悟。<br><br>这里不存在任何受她指挥的玻璃碎片。<br>随便什么，不管什么都好——异象——奇迹。<br>随便哪件事情发生了，都会是她的救命稻草。她就能趁机逃逸。她就能活下去。<br><br>若这般展开必然发生；此刻、此处，便是最佳时机。<br><br>下方的大地开始崩裂，看着就像世界本身也想要加入这场猎杀。<br>正是此刻。<br>此刻！会有一枚碎片前来拯救她！<br><br>她真诚地祈祷着——全心全意地祷告，祈求世界的意愿，为帮助她而站到自己的身旁！<br><br>命运女神也好，幸运之轮也罢，无论是谁——<br>纵然是捏造出一位“神明”，赐予她足以创造胜利的力量！<br><br>哀求着。期望着。<br>紧紧握住那片曾经将你救赎的存在，再度贴在你那染血的胸前。<br>拯救的象征。象征着灵魂的赎身……它将必然——！<br><br><br><br>又一片碎片穿透了她的身体，将那憎恶的火桩捅入了她的心脏。<br>尽管它并未直接伤及她的心脏。但它所怀揣的讯息——那终末的讯息——已经做到了。<br>从那残虐着她的女孩那里传来的，临终的讯息：简略，冷血。<br><br>“不。”<br><br>那闯入光的心脏，几乎将她置于死地的利刃，届时只向她呈现出这般回忆——熊熊燃烧，吞噬一切的烈火。<br><br>触手可及的死亡。她的心脏猛地悸动了一下，让她意识到自己仍然活着。<br><br>她的瞳孔缩小，如同墨点。<br><br>就像那映射烈火的记忆一般，她的身体仿佛被火焰灼烧。<br>伴随着流淌于空气中的邪恶高温，灼烧着。<br>疼痛。痛苦。鲜血——<br><br>尝试将手伸向那可怕的伤口时，手中的救赎碎片也摔落下去。<br><br>接着，一枚锯齿状的碎片，从暴风雨中席卷过来，刺中了她的手背。<br><br>已经发不出任何声音了。<br><br>身体也被刺中了两次。如今，她就连呼吸也做不到了。<br><br>她的视线凝固于面前由不可思议的画面所组成的三重奏。<br><br>此般现实。如此地骇人而难以想象，但确实“如此”。<br><br>她的思维，也逐渐开始消逝。

The illusion of an even match shatters, and with its destruction Hikari’s hope finally begins to waver.<br><br>Without warning, Hikari’s storm flies to Tairitsu’s side, cloaking the other girl in darkness and light.<br>As they surround her, her eyes shut for a moment—and when they open again,<br>those countless memories unfurl behind her as six gargantuan wings.<br><br>Now hanging in the sky in blatant defiance of nature,<br>she lays her sharpened eyes on Hikari.<br><br>A simple look reveals to Hikari that the path to victory has been nearly closed.<br>She had thought the girl a beast before, and now she sees her as what she is:<br>above, and nigh impossible.<br><br>Glass rises up behind her like a gigantic sheet: a skylight, shimmering and clear.<br><br>Below, Hikari has little to nothing to fight what will come. At least, that’s how it feels, but...<br>No... The girl in black does not have everything. This can be survived. It can!<br>Hikari takes up twenty memories as the window to the heavens breaks.<br><br>At first, only a handful of shards hurtle down at her, but they do so rather... slowly.<br>It disarms her. She starts to think, "this is possible."<br>As though the elaborate display a moment ago was only that: a display.<br><br>As before, Hikari shields herself, quickly blocking the falling glass with unshakable focus,<br>her eyes darting this way and that to keep measure of the flitting, brilliant crowd.<br>It makes her confident—she misses nothing. She allows herself a smile.<br><br>At the least, she’ll be able to run from this. At the least, this won’t be the end.<br><br>A single piece then flies to the middle of her chest, its delivery interpretable only as a message.<br>It had flown faster than any other piece of Arcaea she’d ever seen.<br>The girl above speaks to her through this glass shard: "Enough games."<br><br>"And enough wasting time. Give up—and die."<br><br>The shard cuts through her dress, and Hikari looks into Tairitsu’s eyes.<br>The girl in black is smiling now, all the sadness and anger gone from her face.<br>And it’s the most frightful thing she’s ever witnessed in her life and in her memories.<br><br>The shard falls out without having reached her skin.<br><br>The broken pane whirls into a side-winding tornado. Its mouth barrels down onto her,<br>slicing fabric and skin, but otherwise simply passes by.<br>In this is one more message: before the end, the girl in black wants her enemy to know where this began.<br><br>Fear overwhelms her. In this riptide of glass, rushing and cutting past her in powerful amounts,<br>turning up and swirling as if pulled by a great wind, she is made absolutely afraid.<br>So petrified, she stands fast and watches.<br><br>She stands, watching memories of a filthy world.<br><br>Memories of pain, betrayal, envy.<br><br>Death, suffering, and decay.<br><br>Dark. They are only dark. Wherever it is these shards reflect... she sees little light there.<br>Whatever small sparks she sees fade away in an instant.<br>This is what the other girl described to her.<br><br>The vile reflections of places gone that had been tormenting her since her awakening—<br>she would now use them to torment another.<br><br>Glass hooks under Hikari’s sleeves and stabs into her skirt.<br>They drag her upward, up into a domain where she can no longer stand.<br><br>Tears fill her eyes as an emotion fills her heart: the emotion that comes when recognizing imminent death.<br>This is not fear.<br>"Terror" is too little to describe it.<br><br>Desperation? Hope?<br>An awful, arresting feeling.<br><br>Her own memories run through her head. It’s as if she’s searching for one that will stand out—<br>one that will inform her that she’s come across something like this in the past,<br>and this is how to escape.<br><br>But nothing comes.<br><br>The black storm rages over torso, cutting with little mercy.<br>Pure torturous intent, coming closer and closer,<br>as if the intent alone would inflict a fatal wound upon her flesh...<br><br>It is unbelievable.<br><br>The situation is so far beyond anything she’s ever borne witness to,<br>whether in her own memories of those of others.<br>This disgusting blend of facing the unknown, yet knowing precisely what awaits her on the other side...<br><br>Horror.<br>Not fear.<br>Horrific understanding.<br><br>There is no control over glass for her here.<br>Something, anything—an anomaly—a miracle.<br>If something like that appeared, she could make it out. She could step away. She could live.<br><br>If there was ever a time, it is now, and here.<br><br>The ground below bursts, as if the world itself is rising up to join the hunt.<br>It is now.<br>Now! A shard will come to save her!<br><br>She prays with all her being for the will of the world to fly to her side and spare her!<br><br>For some mechanism of fate, for the wheel of fortune itself,<br>to produce a "god" that will grant her victorious power!<br><br>Beg for it. Hope for it.<br>Hold that piece which once brought you salvation close to your bleeding chest once again.<br>That symbol of rescue, of redemption... It will surely—!<br><br><br><br>Another shard pierces her body, a hateful stake driving at her heart.<br>It does not reach through, does not strike the heart itself. But its message—a final message—does.<br>One last message from the girl tormenting her: a simple, merciless message.<br><br>"No."<br><br>The almost lethal blade in Hikari’s breast holds the memory of a vast and all-consuming fire.<br><br>So close to death, her heart thumps, reminding her she’s alive.<br><br>Her pupils shrink to points.<br><br>Like that memory of flame, her body burns.<br>It burns with a fluid, vicious heat.<br>Pain. Agony. Blood—<br><br>Her savior shard falls from her hand as she reaches that hand for the terrible wound.<br><br>And then, a jagged piece of glass whirls out of the tempest and finds the back of that hand.<br><br>Sound escapes her.<br><br>Run twice through, her breath has gone as well.<br><br>Her gaze is steady on the trio of unthinkable sights before her.<br><br>This reality, horrible and unimaginable as it is, nonetheless "is".<br><br>And so her thoughts, too, begin to vanish.}}

 而此刻，就在彻底失去思考能力后，光的求生本能终于开始运作——那种古老，曾被遗忘的本能反应。<br><br>只是那些客观实用的求生本能，却被光悉数抛弃。它们最后也只是“开始运作”罢了。<br>她依然感到恐惧。<br>几乎是只用一根小拇指，却仍牢牢扣住的希望。<br><br><br><br>几乎是莫名其妙地，她居然成功将十枚回忆召唤至自己身旁，<br>把那些将她身体固定于半空中的细针状玻璃皆数撞开。<br><br>以如此不光彩的方式，摔落到扭曲崩裂的地面上，<br>随后，她所选中的碎片们，围着她伤痕累累的身体绕起圈来。<br>足够奇怪的是，她发现今朝的自己也同样微笑着。<br><br>她借助左臂将身子撑了起来。从对立的攻击中透露的敌意清晰可辨，<br>可她过于享受摧残自己敌人的肉体，<br>以至于迟迟未下任何杀手。<br><br>哪怕是在此刻存留于光胸腔中的碎片，<br>是那么靠近她那跳动的心脏，让她经受了那么耀眼，骇人，愤怒的烈焰——<br>哪怕已经做到这一步，却仍未致命。<br><br>或许这并不是对立的初衷。<br>但不管怎么回事，光清楚自己仍然活着。<br><br>她虚弱地送出了一波攻势，却被上方正翱翔于空的那位女孩轻而易举地扑灭。<br>光所听闻的古老回忆中，完全不存在像那女孩一般可怕的恶魔。<br><br>她是名副其实的女王，在这白昼的世界中统治着黑夜。<br>那丝展露着狂喜的微笑，却空虚得毋庸置疑……<br><br>望见这幅景象后，光也终于能体会到相同的事物：自己心中的所有情感，是如何迈向毁灭的。<br><br>鲜明的现实只会让她变得愈发清醒，而不是使她更加畏缩，<br>譬如她在几分钟前的心理状态——不，几秒前。<br>她开始认知起当今形势中存在的每一件事实。<br><br>缓慢地——或者说，是在条件允许的情况下，尽可能缓慢地认知着事态。对立的攻势，在此期间从未停歇。<br><br>将身体左右挪移，用仅剩的回忆去保护自己肉体最脆弱的部位。<br>同时，光观察着二人如今的战场。<br><br>面前的景象是如此残败不堪。现在的这里，比从前的任何时间都更像一片“荒原”。<br>被撕裂的地面，处处都只留下残亘断瓦。这里简直是一座被严重轰炸过的城镇。<br>环绕着她们二人的玻璃根本无法计数。对立所拥有的力量更是不可估量。<br><br>光的自身，太弱小了。<br>并不只是指代自己控制玻璃碎片的能力——衣衫褴褛的她，浑身本就受满了伤。<br>她早就没剩下多少耐力——光是疲劳便足以战胜她仅剩的神智。<br><br>也许她仍可能找到一场异象，但此刻只可假设她做不到。<br>所以在这之后，她又得去寻找什么？<br>她做不到。既然她做不到，那就不存在任何假设的必要。<br><br>于是？<br>前进的道路都彻底毁了，你还怎么向前走？<br>再者，你甚至……该向前走吗？<br><br>玻璃闪耀着光芒，冲击着她的双肩。<br>光凝视着玻璃反射的画面。<br>所以，那个女孩现在和她一样，也能控制光芒了。那好……<br><br>她再度企图重新思考自己所观测到的一切。<br>她明白自己可能会死在这里，但也可能不会。<br>留给她的只有这两个可能性。知晓这一事实后，她发现自己逐渐认同了自己的命运。<br><br>这里确实可以是她生命的终点。<br><br>只需刹那间的功夫，这一切就都能落幕。<br>而每当她祈求这不要变成事实的时候，她却做不了任何事。她只能重复这样的想法：<br>“别无他路可走。”<br><br>在丢失了思维、希望与感官之后……<br>意志是最后离开她的事物。<br><br><br><br>还没有。<br><br>还没有……<br><br>还没有……到屈服的时候。<br>不要……<br><br>当她将先前刺入手中的碎片狠狠拔出后，<br>燃起的纯白火舌瞬间便吞噬了她的伤口，不禁使她一阵眼花目眩。<br>她并未将手按压在自己的脖子上。<br><br>她显然会宁可活下去……但她并不会介意。<br>她不会介意，毕竟奇迹发生的可能性是那么渺小。<br><br>光直立于刀刃的狂风之中。听从她指挥的碎片，近乎不存在。<br>她已经无法再辨认出对立的脸。<br>她所身处的区域已经骚动不堪。若想让视线穿透这些碎片，实在是过于艰难。<br><br>最终，就在试图缓慢穿过飞舞的玻璃时，<br>她留意到风暴的某些部分正在整齐地逆旋。<br>这样不自然的怪异现象，让她自心底怀疑这是不是上面那女孩的有意之举。<br><br>就像是正在跳帧的视频，她如此联想。<br>尽管与自己曾遭遇的弹幕相比，这种现象并没有好坏上的区别。但它的确显得过于古怪了。<br><br>地面猛烈震荡起来。<br><br>感觉到这一迹象知识，她脱口而出一句“什……”<br>地面在……震动？<br>就在这儿？<br><br>很有可能是地表将要再一次开裂。<br>这个念头浮现的瞬间，光便用手掌挡住脸庞，顺势用手臂护住了胸前。<br>但之后并没有任何事情发生，而她仍旧对这突发现象保持着十足的好奇心。<br><br>如果这不是上面那女孩的所作所为，那她也自然不会察觉到这件事——毕竟，现在的她仍在天上飞。<br><br>现在的这片刀刃风暴之中，只存在更多的碎片正以那粗糙死板的路径呼啸翻腾。<br>她决定再将一队碎片掷入另外那名女孩的路径上。<br>那些碎片——它们轻而易举地穿透了风暴的波浪，但却忽然发出诡异的强光，接着便崩坏消逝。<br><br>碎片本身并没有损毁……它们只是凭空消失，在原处留下了好似裂痕的空间。<br>而就在她目睹这一迹象后——就在她意识到自己看到了什么东西的那一瞬间——所有的事物都陷入了静止状态。<br><br>在这顷刻间，那些本围绕着她盘旋的黑曜石玻璃也被牢牢牵制于原地。<br>对她而言，这幅画面是那么美不胜收。<br><br>一抹截然不受自己意愿所控的微笑，令她的嘴角微微上扬。“多么令人愉快啊。”她这样低语道，咯咯地笑着。<br>这里存在着某种极为美丽的事物：哪怕这里很快便会立起自己的坟墓。<br>这真是奇异到令人……发笑。她的确笑出了声。她发出了如此真心诚意，却这般悲伤，这般干枯的笑声……<br><br>只是，就在周遭的场景逐渐回归正常，流动的时间也终于回到位于上方的那名女……<br>位于……上方……<br>……天空？<br><br>一道裂痕瞬间出现于天空之上。<br>那裂缝急剧扩宽，逐渐刻画出宛若天堂般的轮廓。紧接着，那巨大的断层开始下坠。<br>更令人感到离奇的是，数百张画面正在它的表面上流窜，接连扑闪着光辉。<br><br>整个世界都渐渐开始堕落为一片古怪的残骸。<br>光在将这一幕尽收眼底之际，脸上的微笑也变得更加满足。<br>暴风雨仍转动得极为缓慢。这幅画面——真的太梦幻了。<br><br>那片天空——那片货真价实的天空，绝非人造物体——正在坠落。忽然完全停止，接着再度坠落，<br>好似一幅天文拼图的碎片正被某位醉酒的神明肆意移动着。<br><br>并且……<br>注视着这幅景象……<br>她的微笑开始逐渐逝去。<br><br>她的眼神变得冰冷，呼吸也逐渐变慢，<br>因这种灾难性的画面而点亮的微弱激情，也终于熄灭——<br>被客观思绪所完全替代。对于这场即将毁灭万物的灾难，她只传达出了单单一个词语。<br><br>语气中带着一丝微弱的赞扬，更多的却是空洞。她说道：<br>“太美妙了”<br>就好像这个词语存在任何意义。就好像那场崩塌存在任何意义。<br><br>就好像这世界存在任何意义。}}

And now, instincts begin to lurch, old and forgotten, in the wake of those thoughts.<br><br>They haven’t yet taken hold, those discarded yet practical sensibilities. They have only stirred.<br>She is still afraid.<br>She clings to hope by a little finger.<br><br><br><br>Somehow, she manages to pull on ten memories to aid her,<br>striking out the needle-glass that had been keeping her in the sky.<br><br>Ingloriously she drops to the now-deformed ground,<br>her chosen pieces afterward hovering over her crumpled, aching body.<br>Oddly enough, she finds herself smiling now, too.<br><br>She pushes herself up with her left hand. For all the enmity evident in Tairitsu’s assault,<br>she had taken too much pleasure in inflicting torture on her enemy’s body,<br>rather than inflicting any sort of mortal blow.<br><br>Even the shard now in Hikari’s chest,<br>so near to her beating heart and flickering with horrid, wrathful flame,<br>did not do the deed.<br><br>Maybe it wasn’t intended to.<br>Regardless, Hikari is still alive.<br><br>She feebly sends forth an attack, which is quickly swatted down by the girl flying above her.<br>That girl now looks worse than any described devil Hikari has heard of in old memories.<br><br>A veritable dark queen, ruling night in a world of day.<br>That ecstatic, yet obviously empty smile...<br><br>Seeing this, Hikari can feel it: how her own feelings are beginning to slip away.<br><br>Stark reality is sobering her more and more, and rather than dread it,<br>as she had been only minutes—no, seconds ago,<br>she begins instead to register each fact present to the situation.<br><br>Slowly—or, as slowly as Tairitsu will allow. Her attack is unending.<br><br>Shifting her body left and right, guarding her weakest areas with what few memories remain to her,<br>Hikari examines their field of battle.<br><br>It has been torn asunder, and now looks more a wasteland than ever before.<br>Ripped, ruined all through, like a town in the aftermath of military bombardment.<br>The glass around them is uncountable. The power Tairitsu has is immeasurable.<br><br>Hikari herself is weak.<br>Not only in terms of strange abilities and control over glass—her body has been run ragged.<br>She doesn’t have much left before she falls from weariness alone.<br><br>Perhaps she could find an anomaly, but say she couldn’t.<br>What then?<br>She couldn’t, so "then" is "now".<br><br>So?<br>How do you go on when the way is completely obstructed?<br>Should you...? Go on?<br><br>Glass strikes her shoulder, shining with light.<br>Hikari stares into its reflection.<br>So, the other girl can control light too, now. Well...<br><br>She decides to think over what she’s observed once again.<br>She recognizes that she could die here, or she could not.<br>These are the two possibilities, and knowing that, she finds herself in acceptance.<br><br>This could be the end.<br><br>In a moment, this could all be over.<br>And while she’d rather it not, she can’t help but echo the idea:<br>"So it goes."<br><br>After thought, hope, and feeling...<br>determination is the last to fade from her.<br><br><br><br>This.<br><br>This...<br><br>This is not... a laying down of arms.<br>No...<br><br>When she pulls the shard from her hand,<br>her eyes briefly dazzled from the white flames licking up and searing closed her wound,<br>she does not press it to her neck.<br><br>She would certainly prefer to live... but she would not mind.<br>She wouldn’t mind, with the odds being so impossible.<br><br>Hikari stands in the wind of blades, barely a shard in her employ.<br>She can’t discern Tairitsu’s face anymore.<br>Her domain has become pandemonium, and seeing through it is too difficult.<br><br>Eventually, while trudging through the flying glass, Hikari notices that<br>some segments of the whirlwind are reversing in fits and starts.<br>The bizarre movement is so unnatural she genuinely wonders if the girl above her is doing it on purpose.<br><br>It’s reminiscent, she thinks, of a skipping video.<br>It isn’t any better or worse than the bullet curtains she’s been facing so far, but it is quite peculiar.<br><br>The earth quakes.<br><br>She utters a "Wha...?" as she feels it.<br>The earth, quaking?<br>Here?<br><br>It could be that the ground will break again.<br>Thinking that, Hikari shields her face and chest with her arms.<br>When nothing comes, she remains curious about the phenomenon.<br><br>If it wasn’t the girl above her, Tairitsu wouldn’t have noticed it—after all, she was flying now.<br><br>More of the blade storm is shifting and roiling in rough, rigid movements now.<br>She decides to throw a crew of glass the other girl’s way again.<br>It passes easily through the waves again, but then it suddenly turns very bright and breaks away.<br><br>The shards don’t break themselves... They vanish, and the space where they were looks as if it is cracked.<br>Once she sees this—once she recognizes what she’s seeing—everything around her enters stasis.<br><br>In this instant, the obsidian-glass which had been flying all around her is stuck fast within reality.<br>To her, it looks absolutely beautiful.<br><br>A smile crosses her lips without her wanting. "How pleasant," she whispers, chuckling to herself.<br>Something so beautiful here: where she could soon find her grave.<br>It’s so bizarre that it is... to laugh. So she does. She makes earnest yet sad, dry laughter...<br><br>But as motion gradually returns to the objects around her, and to the one above...<br>Above...<br>The sky...?<br><br>A fracture splits across it.<br>It widens, carving a shape out of heaven, and that immense segment begins to plummet.<br>Even more bizarrely, hundreds of images flash across it, blinking rapidly from one to the next.<br><br>The world begins to fall into strange ruin.<br>As Hikari bears witness to this, more satisfaction rises to her smile.<br>The storm is still slow, the image—too fantastic.<br><br>The sky—the genuine sky, not an artificial one—is falling, stopping, and falling again,<br>as if grand pieces of a celestial puzzle are being moved and switched by some befuddled god.<br><br>And...<br>watching it...<br>her smile begins to gradually recede.<br><br>The look in her eyes grows colder, her breath slows,<br>and the faint glimmer of excitement provided by this cataclysmic view is snuffed out,<br>replaced with objectivity. Her opinion on the disaster destroying all is delivered in a single word.<br><br>With a little appreciation, in a mostly hollow tone, she says, "Delightful."<br>As if the word has any meaning.<br>As if the fall has any meaning.<br><br>As if the world has any meaning.}}

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 理性告诉她这样的情况还会反复上演。<br><br>只要她再次收回手上的剑并将其插向地面，周围的墙壁就会倒下，<br>而对立也会被再一次击退。<br><br>那么，为什么——？<br><br>当她感受到对立的手轻柔触碰她的右脸颊时……<br><br>为什么，当对立实实在在地出现在她面前之时，<br>她却举起了剑，<br>刺穿了对面少女的胸膛……？<br><br>她一切的情感都化为了这一剑。<br>她能从余光看到，对立的右臂因为疼痛向下滑落，<br>而一块黑色的玻璃从她的手中掉了出来。<br><br>一道耀眼的光芒从中由缓至急地迸发而出，直至超越了一切的存在。<br><br>随后，呼啸声破门而出，那是带走生命最后的绝唱。<br>那声音震颤着整个大地，也震颤着对立的全身。<br><br>就这样，结束了。<br><br>声音趋于沉寂，少女的生命也归于沉寂。<br><br>就在她把剑刺穿对方的身躯时，剑刃便吞噬了对方的生命，<br>她的鲜血与一切都被那道玻璃全然吞没。紧接着，那道玻璃也开始碎裂消散。<br>短短一瞬，她的生命便失去了活力，而仅存的身躯也随之倒下。<br><br>光下意识抓住对立触碰着她脸颊的手。然而，对方的生命却在极速消逝。<br>不过寥寥数秒，眼前的少女，便只剩下了一具冰冷的身体。<br><br>当玻璃制成的剑身瓦解消散之时，一丝温度传遍了光的指尖<br>可是她的另一只手，却已察觉不到对立的一丝气力。<br><br>那名少女的双脚着地，而她的身体则被光打湿而温暖的手托着。<br>如今的她已阖上了双眼，她眉头紧锁……但也渐渐失去了光泽。<br>这并非一场安详的告别，可是她的生命就这样画上了句号。"<br><br>光睁大双眼，感受着自己心脏的跳动。直到现在，她才彻底明白这一切。<br><br>她缓缓收回左手，将面前少女的身躯放下。<br>随后，她再次把手伸向那名了无生气的少女。<br>她睁大眼睛，紧紧攥着她的手，任凭自己和对方就这样跪倒在地上。<br><br>她将手靠在对立早已停止跳动的胸前，<br>从中的暖意，似乎提醒着她这道伤口是由她而造成的。<br><br>事实上，即使是大地和天空也没有幸免于这一剑……<br>只是她的注意力全部都集中在那个已经血肉模糊的窟窿，而她的周围早已被彻底夷平。<br>那一剑所施展的力量想必是何等的强大……<br><br>周围的景象早已面目全非，天空变得空荡荡的，大教堂也完全不见踪影。<br><br>对立身后，有一面碎裂的砖墙再也支撑不住冲击而倒塌，<br>而那还是因为身处眼前这名少女之后才免于分崩离析。<br>可是……即使是这面强大的盾牌，也已被彻底刺穿。<br><br>光贴近另一名少女的脸，似乎在侥幸地等待着对方的下一次呼吸。<br>可那再也不会发生了。<br><br>她更用力地握住对方的手，只是那只手永远不会再回应她。<br>这一切逐渐让她气急败坏，她恼怒地将对方的手甩到地上，并将手指甲深深嵌入眼前少女的衣襟。<br>她再次从手心感受到了一丝温暖，这才发现泪水已经滑落于手掌之上。<br><br>她很清楚，她刚刚还体会过这份暖意。<br>但看到自己亲手被泪水划出血色的泪痕时，她还是被吓得不知所措。<br><br>她被吓得一阵哆嗦，差点没有站稳。<br><br>她的表情变得扭曲，嘴唇也不停地发颤。<br><br>她啜泣出声。尽管她一直用另一只干净的手擦着眼泪，可泪水却止不住地向外流。<br><br>她渐渐失去了平衡，而对立也跟她一同倒下。<br>光把那被血水浸湿的手收回裙摆，而另一名少女的身体则向后靠在了大教堂的残骸上。<br><br>她自己的声音在脑海内回荡。<br><br>对现在的她而言，那仿佛是充满讽刺的惩罚——<br><br>“你不需要做到这种地步。”<br><br>……这并不好笑。<br><br>现实的一切都没法被轻易忽视。<br>无论你如何挥舞着双手，皮肤传来的灼烧感也永远不会消失，就如同那把剑一样。<br><br>她就这样结束了生命，而你就是杀人凶手。是你杀了她。<br><br>可你真的有试着去了解她吗？你知道她承受了多大的痛苦吗？<br><br>"现在你又要怎么做呢……？"不，难道你还不明白吗？<br><br>这可不是什么微不足道的小事。<br>这个世界已经记录下了你刚才所做的一切，<br>而你再也不用像过去那样接着踏上旅途了。<br><br>你不应该很开心吗？你赢了啊，毕竟你活了下来。<br><br>还是说，你讨厌成为活着的一方？<br><br>讨厌活着的不应该是她吗？<br><br>因为她讨厌活着，所以你就让她得以解脱。<br>对啊，所以这是多么正确的决定啊。一定是这样的，是吧。<br><br>……你脑袋里都装了些什么东西？<br><br>即便到了现在……<br>　<br>你还是满脑子只有自己。<br><br>这种内疚的想法越是强烈，她的心灵就变得越发脆弱。<br>她抓住自己的头发，但依旧无法抬起左手。<br><br>她止不住一直谴责自己。<br><br>谴责自己的卑微，谴责自己的自私，谴责自己是多么自以为是。<br><br>然而这时，有什么东西开始在她身边徘徊，并告诉着她……<br>ㅤ<br>……这种感觉你并不陌生吧？<br><br>恢复意识的她，发现自己苏醒于这个飞舞着玻璃蝴蝶的地方。<br>"多么令人愉快啊，"她想，"这些美妙的图案居然能在空中移动呢。牵引着它们的丝线在哪里？"<br><br>她蹲了下来，整了整裙子，环顾四周才发现这附近没有任何丝线。那些事物，也并不是蝴蝶——<br>玻璃碎片，不依靠任何外力便飞舞于空中。 "太美妙了！"她自心底赞叹道。<br><br>这些玻璃反射出了另一个纯洁的世界。<br>她从中看见海洋、都市、火焰、光芒；美好的景象目不暇接。<br>她抬起了自己的手，试图去抓住它们，开心地笑了出来。<br><br>……我并不知道这些玻璃碎片有个名字：Arcaea。<br>实际上，名字对这些过于美好的事物来说并不重要。<br>我触碰、旋转、观察它们；靠这样来娱乐自己。这已经足够了，难道不是吗？<br><br>不。<br><br>你早就明白这并不够。或许你差点就因此而感到满足，<br>但事实是，人类终究是本性难移的。<br><br>而这一点你一直以来也心知肚明。<br><br>帷幕并不会就此落下。这个故事永远也不会有"尽头"。<br><br>只是，这个地方已经没有什么意义，就和你所想的一样——<br><br>不过是个哭泣的少女，独自一人置身于这个死寂的世界。<br><br>但至少，以牺牲那名少女为代价，你得到了一个值得欣慰的真相。<br>虽然她差点就能带你离开这里。<br>这是用少女血的教训换来的真相——<br><br>没错。<br><br>这里一直以来都是一片乐园。}}

Reason tells her that this can go on forever.<br><br>If she turns her sword back and thrusts it down again,<br>the walls will fall away, and Tairitsu will be easily pushed.<br><br>So, why—?<br><br>When she feels Tairitsu's hand gently holding her right cheek...<br><br>When what is clearly Tairitsu's flesh and blood body appears before her,<br>why does she thrust her sword upward,<br>and through the other girl's chest?<br><br>Her emotions power her through the strike. Out of the corner of her eye,<br>she sees a dark shard of glass drop from Tairitsu's hand—<br>her right arm having been brought back in reflex and pain.<br><br>A blinding shine grows slowly, and soon rapidly. An aura surreal: above and beyond reality—<br><br>—and, a cry for life roars out, so consuming life in return.<br>The shout pulses and vibrates through the earth, and also through Tairitsu's body.<br><br>And ends.<br><br>Like that, sound dies, and so too does the girl.<br><br>As soon as it stabs through her—sets within her body—the blade swallows her life, her blood and essence<br>quickly filling the glass. And then, the glass slowly begins to shatter and fade.<br>In an instant, she is completely extinguished, and her body begins to fall.<br><br>Quickly, without thinking, Hikari takes the hand Tairitsu had placed on her cheek.<br>In seconds, the other girl is quickly gone, leaving only a cold and silent form behind.<br><br>Yet... warmth runs over Hikari's fingers as the sword of glass continues to break and disappear.<br>In her other hand, she can feel the strength of Tairitsu's grasp completely vanish.<br><br>The girl's feet now reach the ground, and like that only Hikari's wet and warm hand still supports her.<br>Her eyes are closed now. Her brow is furrowed... and then is not. Like this, without peace: she is dead.<br><br>And only now, with her own eyes wide and her own heart still beating, does Hikari understand this.<br><br>She slowly pulls back her left hand, and the girl's body begins to fall.<br>She returns her hand to the lifeless body and holds the girl as her stare continues to widen.<br>She squeezes the girl's dead hand tightly, and the two come down to their knees.<br><br>With her hand against Tairitsu's motionless chest,<br>she feels warmth again, and brings her eyes to the wound that she made.<br><br>She has wounded the earth and sky as well... though she finds it difficult to look anywhere<br>other than that disfigured hole, as everywhere else around her has become flattened.<br>The strength she had put into her strike must have been immense...<br><br>The scene has been leveled entirely; the sky has gone completely still; the cathedral is all but no more.<br><br>Behind Tairitsu some fractured brick wall has flown out from the blast and fallen.<br>Evidently, it was shielded and kept from disintegrating by the powerful girl's body.<br>But, still... the shield had been pierced.<br><br>Stupidly, Hikari brings her face near to the other girl's, and waits for a breath that will never come.<br><br>She squeezes the dead hand tighter, and when it does not hold her back in return, she throws it down in anger.<br>She digs her nails into the front of the other girl's clothing. Feeling something warm once again,<br>she looks and realizes that tears have begun to fall on her hand.<br><br>And though she knows what had warmed it before—she had to have known—<br>seeing her own hand dyed in red and cut through by her own tears... throws her suddenly into panic.<br><br>She straightens her back in terror, then nearly falls backward.<br><br>Her face contorts and her lips tremble.<br><br>She sobs, brings her clean hand to her face, and sobs more deeply.<br><br>Now, she falls, Tairitsu coming down along with her. Hikari pulls her stained hand down to her dress,<br>and the corpse leaning upon her collapses back instead against the cathedral's debris.<br><br>Her own words echo inside of her head—<br><br>Her own sardonic chastisement—<br><br>You never had to do this.<br><br>...It isn't funny.<br><br>The reality of everything is becoming so impossible to ignore. Leave your hand down all you want—<br>the heat that burns through your skin isn't going to disappear like the sword.<br><br>A girl is dead, and you were the one who took her life. You killed her.<br><br>You knew how much she suffered... Did you really try to understand her?<br><br>"What will you do now"...? No, don't you understand?<br><br>You can't just move on. You want to pick yourself up, continue your journey?<br>This world already remembers everything that you did.<br><br>What? Where's your sense of triumph? You won, didn't you? You are alive.<br><br>Do you hate it?<br><br>Didn't she?<br><br>Does that justify it? Does that make things better? "Justification"?<br><br>...Is something wrong with you?<br><br>Even now...<br>　<br>You're only thinking about yourself.<br><br>With this thought, her heart feels as if made of paper, all falling away.<br>She grips her own hair, but still cannot bring up her left hand.<br><br>She cannot stop damning herself.<br><br>Herself. Herself. Herself.<br><br>And something lingers, telling her...<br>ㅤ<br>...is that anything new?<br><br>Her first impression was that she'd awakened to a cloud of glass butterflies.<br>"How pleasant," she thought, "that these figures can move as well. Where are the strings?"<br><br>She sat onto her knees, fixed her dress, and found that there were no strings, and these were not butterflies.<br>Glass shards, flying on their own. "Delightful!" she felt, and so she said it.<br><br>The glass reflected another world than the one in white surrounding her.<br>In it she could see reflections of seas, cities, fires, lights;<br>she rose her hand to scatter them, and laughed in joy.<br><br>...I didn't know these pieces of glass had a name: Arcaea.<br>To tell the truth, they were so beautiful to me that it didn't matter the name.<br>I entertained myself by touching them, swirling them, watching them. That was enough, no?<br><br>No.<br><br>And you knew it all the while. Maybe you almost saw it once as well—<br>but it's impossible for people to truly change.<br><br>That, too, is something that you always knew.<br><br>The curtain will not draw to a close. This never "ends".<br><br>There is no meaning to be found here. Like you wanted.<br><br>Just another crying girl, alone in a world of the dead.<br><br>At least there is one truth you could take comfort in, one fact irrefutable,<br>now etched into you with the blood of the one girl who had been so near to taking you out of it.<br><br>Yes.<br><br>It was paradise.}}

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 光瘫坐在尘土与血泊中。<br><br>我看到她在那里……她的愚蠢和自怨自艾毁了她。<br><br>从捂着脸的指缝间看出去时，她再一次发现你的视线所指向的，是已经死去的，<br>我的第二个自我。冷漠，也可说是造成这一切的元凶，致使了你的死亡，而它一定会威胁着要卷土重来。<br><br>我知道，这名身穿红白衣服的少女感觉得到。<br>她感觉得到，她就是为此而存在。<br><br>你的死早已注定，<br>而她就是那个杀害了你的人。<br><br>她的后背放松下来……<br>这世界……Arcaea……她好像感到压力在从中释放。<br>那是一种解脱……<br><br>混沌已经散去……现在安全了……<br>但我也听到了……<br>有个像低语的东西缓慢进入她的内心，仿佛在要求她接受这个状态。<br><br>接受她自身，接受Arcaea。<br>……然而——<br><br>"……对立……"<br><br>……她对自己低语道一个名字。她声音颤抖，泣不成声。<br><br>"你是什么意思……？我们在‘这里’的名字是那样的……？"<br><br>她沉默不语，感到讶异。<br><br>低语再次对她说道：只要你想，那些答案就会浮现。<br>这地方，封存了所有的回忆……<br>……而她依旧沉默不语。<br><br>"……"<br><br>埋藏在她武装的冷漠之下，是纯粹又刺眼的憎恶。<br>她无法停止憎恨自己。<br><br>很明显她做不到。在一切之后……她要如何接受这样的结局？这代表什么？<br>对她来说有什么意义？<br><br>她……曾漫步于此的她，绝对不可能接受。<br><br>反胃感吞噬着她的腹部，她咬紧牙关。<br><br>"……"<br><br>光将手放至身下的尘土与沙子中，然后在膝盖上抖了抖。<br><br>她问道：<br>"Arcaea……你是来治愈我的吗？"<br><br>她的手臂放松下来，就像是有一道凉爽穿过了她的手臂。<br><br>"……我感觉得到。"<br><br>光慢慢闭上双眼，喃喃自语的说道。她的声音依然沙哑。<br><br>"……这是害怕、疲惫且虚弱之人的乐园……"<br><br>"……"<br><br>她吞下干燥的空气，张开双眼，<br>抓起一把沙子并起身，<br>大部分的沙子从她指缝间流出。<br><br>"我不知道该如何是好……"<br><br>光继续说道：<br>"……把一切都再次交付给你，是正确的吗？"<br><br>"绝对……不是。"<br><br>"我……不想要这样…"<br><br>"我不想要这样……！"<br><br>——<br>"呃——！"<br><br>光突然弯腰抱住腹部，<br>用另一只手捂住嘴。她剧烈地颤抖着。<br><br>她的"抗拒"似乎足以让这世界再次感觉到她。<br>就在她恐惧的说不出话，双眼睁大时，她突然皱了一下眉头。<br>我也听到有个刺耳的噪音，突然穿过她的耳朵、她的头脑——<br><br>再次进入她的内心，但这已经不是低语了，几乎可说是震颤的怒吼。<br>一个沉静却有力的声音出现，说道：决定吧，说出你内心的想法。<br><br>"说出……我的……？"<br><br>因为……<br>……光是一名受内心驱使的少女。<br>早在她生平第一次张开双眼前，她的内心便指引她至此。<br><br>是本能反应吗？这个"身体"记得一切是怎么发生的吗‥…？她之前是怎么样的人……？<br><br>哈……<br>我其实并不在意。<br>只是……我觉得这很有趣又讽刺，这个新的心脏会在下一次跳动前就颠覆一切。<br><br>她呼吸急促，内心颤抖了整整一分钟，<br>最终得到一个清晰且坚定的答案：<br><br>"我要…推翻现状。"<br><br>"我必须带她回来。"<br><br>"这世界……一点都不合理！<br>你以为我会为此死去？还是以为我会让‘其他’人为之死去……！ ？ "<br><br>"我做不到！我不会这么做的！<br>不论我必须做什么，放弃什么……作为交换，这些我都愿意牺牲……！"<br><br>她手中牢牢的抓了一把泥土，接着甩出她的手并将其撒出去。<br><br>她宣布：<br>"如果我的死亡可以改变这一切，那我愿意——！"<br><br>世界的心脏在跳动，而这心跳声让她完全的安静下来。<br>这世界从未放弃她，以后也不会。<br>这个声音再次布满她的体内——<br><br>而其中的情感和知识，进入了她的胸口，传达至她每个指尖。<br><br>它说道：你不能死。<br>你注定会活下去，而且这是你的选择。<br><br>这件事……光是明白的。<br>自责，内疚，使她眼中充满泪水。<br><br>在她哭出来之前，这世界的心脏又再次跳动。<br>Arcaea 说道：别死。<br><br>——<br>只要让它结束就好。<br><br>……她的双唇紧闭。<br>她的泪水从眼角流出，滑落脸颊。<br>她点了点头。<br><br>心脏再次跳动……<br>仿佛——<br><br>—— Arcaea 开始失去光芒。<br><br>这样做后，Arcaea 淹没了她，流入她的双手和内心。<br>她感到失落，几乎就要崩溃。<br><br>这段时间，记忆闪现在她眼前，但我知道……这些是被忽略的记忆。<br>她的双眼反而专注在你了无生气的遗体上。<br><br>我想她现在唯一知道的……就是"她该做什么。"<br><br>我可以感觉到自己被往下拉至那里……一直下沉，下沉……<br>下沉至你被杀害的地方。<br><br> ……<br>她……是否真的明白她舍弃的东西是什么？<br>她真的明白这里的"结束"是什么意思吗？<br><br>我不知道。<br>　<br>……你也无从得知。<br><br>……事实上，如果她带我走，那……我还会记得每件事吗？我会明白吗？<br>　<br>不……或许不会。但是……她现在似乎对自己很有信心。<br><br>……<br><br>我会让她的内心成为之后任何事的灯塔。<br>　<br>……我深信着。你也会，不是吗？<br><br>毕竟，你是对的……<br>　<br>她们俩人……是完全不一样的。<br><br>……"对立"……<br>　<br>……我现在要走了。<br><br>不过别担心。<br>　<br>我一定会把你带在身边。<br><br>天空再次落下，而土地依她的意愿上升。<br>为了死亡，也为了让对立重生。<br><br>生命和灵魂不会真的被带进这个亡者的世界。<br>这里只有她们的形象以及回声……<br><br>首先，<br>光芒之女和纷争之女的灵魂……从来就不平凡。<br><br>没错，这世界不是为此而生。<br>确实，这个世界将因此支离破碎。<br>为了改写这一切，它愿意做任何事，或至少一试。<br><br>它需要黑衣女子的"第一灵魂"<br><br>以及可在她第二人格中找到的残片……<br><br> 而现在一个破碎的灵魂，呼唤着另一个完整的灵魂。<br>很快，这另一个灵魂便被强行带入这个苍白的世界。<br><br>一道旋风围绕在光的身边，<br>在阴影和光芒的激流中，划破了身边笼罩的现实。<br><br>Arcaea"记得"另一名少女，在光的指示之下，这些记忆以玻璃的形态瞬间赶到。<br>这些记忆看似突然出现。又或许说，它们一直都在。<br>……它们是否足够？这世界能否编织两个破碎的灵魂？<br><br>……这个世界会的。规则并不重要。光会做到的……<br>带着名为对立的少女拥有的记忆……<br>这些记忆的玻璃迅速出现，在整场风暴中发光。<br><br>过去有名少女曾备受煎熬的走过这些土地。<br>悲痛如影随形地跟着这名少女……<br>但她仍大步向前，想要拯救自己。<br><br>为了拯救自己，为了紧紧抓住自由。<br>她只盼望着：<br>有机会能有一个理由让她微笑。<br><br>为了打造一个更好的世界，这名少女曾挺身而出，<br>即使"更好"可能代表要让世界天翻地覆。<br><br>这些回忆在光的双眼中闪现，<br>让她更加无法专注在她侵占中的回忆。<br><br>另一名少女的眼泪，只有少许穿越了这场风暴，而她大部分的痛苦似乎都已被遗忘。<br><br>看起来是这样没错……但事实上，身为光芒的灵魂，仍然抗拒着那灵魂和她一样的残酷的真相，<br>光唯一能做的事，就是找到另一名少女最真挚的绝望，<br>即便只是其中短暂的瞬间—— 而剩余的那些较长的时刻，则超出她的能力范围。<br><br>……不过，当知道那最真实的痛苦引导黑衣少女至何方后，光便不再难过，<br>也放弃寻找她怎么也找不到的，那个她们相遇的时刻。<br><br>由这一切产生出的对立……从未看过她所处的困境实际有多深，<br>但仍明白自己注定活在挣扎之中。<br><br>光产生了一股新的能量。地面喷发四柱光芒，是巨大的力量泉源。<br>这是世界要保护她，因为她所召唤的暗影之魂最终降临了。<br><br>这个灵魂靠近时，她几乎看不出来这是什么。在她前面漂浮并遮蔽天空的，<br>是一个与死亡相仿的东西：那是一个巨大又令人毛骨悚然的鬼魂形象。<br>这东西靠近时轻轻放慢了速度，随即便开始流入转动中的玻璃。<br><br>她完全明白这是怎么回事。她坚决的点了点头，引导灵魂至玻璃，让过程更加顺畅。<br>对立"之前"迷失的灵魂，成为了新身体来临时的生命精华。<br>而对立"之后"迷失的灵魂，则用于稳定躯壳的剩余部分。<br><br>光脚下的震动就快让人无法忍受。<br>她尽可能维持不动，并用双手不停引导这个新生命。<br>她听到雷鸣般的悲鸣，她感觉世界在痛苦中扭曲，但她依然紧紧抓住她的愿望。<br><br>她没有被吓到，并在心中重申了她的誓言。<br><br>她扭曲了世界的核心，这样做也将导致堕落之神的重生。<br>就这样最后，曾经绝对的规则被改写了。光发出坚定且沉静的命令后，<br>新的死亡便牢牢刺入至这个核心之中。<br><br>在光芒和暗影巨大的脉冲之下，Arcaea 开始迈向灭亡。<br><br>创造存在的愿望被推翻了。天空在头上迅速移动，而现实的余光从四面八方倾泻而下至她身上。<br>光将这打造出的灵魂推入至浮在半空中极度美艳的对立的身体时，<br>她的汗珠滴至眉间，但同时她也推动了整个世界——<br><br>她引导着大地的生命。<br><br>她抛弃了Arcaea。<br><br>在白天要结束之时，双胞胎少女看着云朵从上空快速飘过。<br><br>而在夜晚的天空之下，有一名贵族看着裂缝慢慢将大地分裂，<br>看着星星从空中逐渐落下。<br><br>有一名关心又在乎的少女，有一名四处游荡并探索的少女，有一名看顾并许下愿望的少女——<br><br>有一个愉悦的灵魂，有一个饥渴的灵魂，有一个有抱负的灵魂——<br><br>有一颗战争的心，有一颗歌唱的心——<br><br>—— 在这世界上所有的活力都被带至一个遥远地方之时，她们也看见了尾声。<br><br>而很快地……<br><br>……光感觉这些活力，最后有几缕流入了她希望拯救的那名少女体内。<br>当这活力从光的双手中退去时，对立的形体开始飘落至地面，<br>同时……<br><br>……这名身穿白衣的少女也感觉到了，她自身也有一部分开始迷失在这股流动之中。<br><br>……但她一点都不担心。<br><br>当风声平息，Arcaea 上方的天空也回归平缓后……<br>她感到头晕目眩，并在可能跌倒前尽力站稳脚步。<br><br>她试着让自己冷静下来，并试图理解她究竟做了什么。<br>但是……她做不到。<br>她无法抗拒地专注在一件事情上：<br><br>对立活了吗？<br><br>——<br><br>尘土再次从天空飘落。<br><br>她确实记得……<br><br>……在最后，在最低点的时候……<br><br>没有人在那里，她闭上眼，眼泪开始留下。<br><br>她现在缓缓张开双眼……<br>　<br>……而那些回忆也离开了她。<br><br>光看见她额头有些动静。<br>这名白衣女子双手握拳放在嘴前，喉咙也深吸一口气。<br><br>就这一切的璀璨来说，她认为，真是太简单了——<br><br>太简单——<br>这些微的希望和努力，能否实现她的愿望？<br><br>光对于这些想法摇摇头，她颤抖着向前。<br>对立的双眼张开，眨了一下，接着再次眯起。<br><br>光赶紧上前，跪下并抱着眼前这名少女。<br><br>"这……你……！？你这是——！？"<br><br>光紧紧抱住她，这是她一生中抱得最紧的一次，<br>而另一名少女则沉默不语。<br>然后，光开始啜泣。<br><br>她不顾自我地靠在另一个少女的肩膀上哭泣，<br>而那名少女回过头看着她，对这一切都感到难以置信。<br><br>……更多裂缝都已经在那片景色中被凿开。<br>过去从天空中不断倾泻的光芒，突然也变得黯淡许多。<br>这个世界……受损了。<br><br>而光的注意力仍放在有"什么"—— 有"谁"还在。<br>对立抬起一只手，轻轻地放在光颤抖的背上。<br>她们各自都不知道发生了什么事，在世界结束之时就这样安抚彼此。<br><br>"抱歉……我真的很抱歉……"<br><br>光不停地说着。<br><br>"……不论你做了什么，"<br><br>对立回应道：<br>"你都做到了，不是吗？为何要道歉……？"<br><br> 光缓缓移开身子，但仍抱着这名少女。<br>她的双眼跟鼻子都哭红了，强颜欢笑地注视着对立。<br><br>突然之间，光把脸埋进对立的胸口，而对立也轻轻地抱住她。<br>这一幕都安静了下来，黑衣少女就这样让白衣少女一直哭泣。<br><br>——<br>她们在灰色世界中启程。<br><br>对立牵着另一名少女的手带她向前走了一阵子，但没多久，<br>另一名少女就调整好脚步跟上。<br><br>她不记得发生在自己身上的悲剧，至少，不记得最糟糕的部分。<br><br>还有这些黑色碎片……这些碎片也不再对她感兴趣。<br><br>光的情况也一样。这些原本非常喜欢光的白色碎片，再也不在她身边舞动或亲近她。<br><br>一个已经失去部分黑暗，而另一个……而这世界……也持续失去光芒。<br>不过……<br>光那真诚的微笑，也不再需要玻璃的光芒。<br><br>少女们走到悬崖边。<br>她们小心地寻找充满被忘却的记忆并缓慢腐败的大地。<br>这大地将腐败。它将崩溃，褪色，并且瓦解为虚无。<br><br>她们站在那里，对此并不知情，她们仅"知道"彼此，<br>为此放弃了过去与回忆。<br><br>对立带着沉着而温暖的表情看着光——<br>这是她在另外一个生命中，只要可以就会露出的神情。<br>光看见了她的神情，回以最单纯自在的微笑。<br><br>"等着我们的是什么"……？<br>什么可能都不重要了。<br><br>她们各自感到的"完整"……是不容动摇的。<br><br>而且……<br>毫无疑问，光知道这场旅程已进入尾声。<br>未来的道路就在前方，新的旅程即将展开。<br><br>……她花了一段时间意识到自己是无法精准得知这趟旅程会带来什么的。<br>她永远无法得知未来会发生什么事。<br><br>她接受这个事实，并闭上双眼思考：<br>……对立之前是否知道，她走的每一步会将她带到哪？<br>她只会一路向前。<br><br>……<br><br>如果你已选择生命，那便是选择了活下去。<br>活在这个世界。见证这个世界。体验它，并真切地接受这最后的每个当下。<br>有了这样的体悟，她选择去牢牢把握。<br><br>她睁开双眼，并且呼吸着空气。<br>前方蜿蜒的未知、身旁的少女、<br>没见过的脸庞、以及远方未知的地方……<br><br>她把这些放在心中最重要的位置。<br><br>她牵着对立的手。<br><br>因为她们将会继续前进。}}