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「故事模式剧情详表 (移动版)」：修訂間差異
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! class="nomobile" colspan=" | ! class="nomobile" colspan="14" |目录 | ||
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! class="nodesktop" colspan=" | ! class="nodesktop" colspan="12" |目录 | ||
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! class="nomobile" rowspan="4" width="10%" |[[#Main(主线)|主线故事]] | ! class="nomobile" rowspan="4" width="10%" |[[#Main(主线)|主线故事]] | ||
! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[光]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[光]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#1-1|1-1]]||[[#1-2|1-2]]||[[#1-3|1-3]]||[[#1-4|1-4]]||[[#1-5|1-5]]||[[#1-ZR|1-ZR]]||[[#1-7|1-7]]||[[#1-8|1-8]]||[[#1-9|1-9]]|| | |[[#1-1|1-1]]||[[#1-2|1-2]]||[[#1-3|1-3]]||[[#1-4|1-4]]||[[#1-5|1-5]]||[[#1-ZR|1-ZR]]||[[#1-7|1-7]]||[[#1-8|1-8]]||[[#1-9|1-9]]|| colspan="3" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[对立]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[对立]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#2-1|2-1]]||[[#2-2|2-2]]||[[#2-3|2-3]]||[[#2-4|2-4]]||[[#2-5|2-5]]||[[#2-D|2-D]]||[[#2-7|2-7]]||[[#2-8|2-8]]||[[#2-9|2-9]]|| | |[[#2-1|2-1]]||[[#2-2|2-2]]||[[#2-3|2-3]]||[[#2-4|2-4]]||[[#2-5|2-5]]||[[#2-D|2-D]]||[[#2-7|2-7]]||[[#2-8|2-8]]||[[#2-9|2-9]]|| colspan="3" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |聚合 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |聚合 | ||
|[[#V-1|V-1]]||[[#V-2|V-2]]||[[#V-3|V-3]]||[[#V-4|V-4]]||[[#V-5|V-5]]|| colspan=" | |[[#V-1|V-1]]||[[#V-2|V-2]]||[[#V-3|V-3]]||[[#V-4|V-4]]||[[#V-5|V-5]]|| colspan="7" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |决裂 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |决裂 | ||
|[[#VS-1|VS-1]]||[[#VS-2|VS-2]]||[[#VS-3|VS-3]]||[[#VS-4|VS-4]]||[[#VS-5|VS-5]]||[[#VS-6|VS-6]]||[[#VS-7|VS-7]]||[[#VS-???|VS-???]]|| colspan=" | |[[#VS-1|VS-1]]||[[#VS-2|VS-2]]||[[#VS-3|VS-3]]||[[#VS-4|VS-4]]||[[#VS-5|VS-5]]||[[#VS-6|VS-6]]||[[#VS-7|VS-7]]||[[#VS-???|VS-???]]|| colspan="4" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" rowspan=" | ! class="nomobile" rowspan="7" width="10%" |[[#Side(支线)|支线故事]] | ||
! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[咲弥]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[咲弥]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#3-0|3-0]]||[[#3-1|3-1]]||[[#3-2|3-2]]||[[#3-3|3-3]]||[[#3-4|3-4]]||[[#3-5|3-5]]|| colspan=" | |[[#3-0|3-0]]||[[#3-1|3-1]]||[[#3-2|3-2]]||[[#3-3|3-3]]||[[#3-4|3-4]]||[[#3-5|3-5]]|| colspan="6" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[红]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[红]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#4-1|4-1]]||[[#4-2|4-2]]||[[#4-3|4-3]]||[[#4-4|4-4]]||[[#4-5|4-5]]||[[#4-6|4-6]]||[[#4-7|4-7]]||[[#4-8|4-8]]|| colspan="2" | | |[[#4-1|4-1]]||[[#4-2|4-2]]||[[#4-3|4-3]]||[[#4-4|4-4]]||[[#4-5|4-5]]||[[#4-6|4-6]]||[[#4-7|4-7]]||[[#4-8|4-8]]|| colspan="4" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[白姬]] - 个人故事 | |||
|[[#S-1|S-1]]||[[#S-2|S-2]]||[[#S-3|S-3]]||[[#S-4|S-4]]|| colspan="4" | ||[[#S-5|S-5]]||[[#S-6|S-6]]|| colspan="2" | | |||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[忘却]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[忘却]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#5-1|5-1]]||[[#5-2|5-2]]||[[#5-3|5-3]]||[[#5-4|5-4]]||[[#5-5|5-5]]||[[#5-6|5-6]]|| colspan=" | |[[#5-1|5-1]]||[[#5-2|5-2]]||[[#5-3|5-3]]||[[#5-4|5-4]]||[[#5-5|5-5]]||[[#5-6|5-6]]|| colspan="6" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#7-1|7-1]]||[[#7-2|7-2]]||[[#7-3|7-3]]||[[#7-4|7-4]]||[[#7-5|7-5]]||[[#7-6|7-6]]|| colspan=" | |[[#7-1|7-1]]||[[#7-2|7-2]]||[[#7-3|7-3]]||[[#7-4|7-4]]||[[#7-5|7-5]]||[[#7-6|7-6]]|| colspan="6" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[拉格兰]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[拉格兰]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#9-1|9-1]]||[[#9-2|9-2]]||[[#9-3|9-3]]||[[#9-4|9-4]]|| colspan=" | |[[#9-1|9-1]]||[[#9-2|9-2]]||[[#9-3|9-3]]||[[#9-4|9-4]]|| colspan="5" | ||[[#9-5|9-5]]||[[#9-6|9-6]]|| | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[爱托]] & [[露娜]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[爱托]] & [[露娜]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#10-1|10-1]]||[[#10-2|10-2]]||[[#10-3|10-3]]||[[#10-4|10-4]]||[[#10-5|10-5]]|| colspan=" | |[[#10-1|10-1]]||[[#10-2|10-2]]||[[#10-3|10-3]]||[[#10-4|10-4]]||[[#10-5|10-5]]|| colspan="6" | ||[[#10-6|10-6]] | ||
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! class="nomobile" rowspan="2" width="10%" |[[#Short(短篇)|短篇故事]] | ! class="nomobile" rowspan="2" width="10%" |[[#Short(短篇)|短篇故事]] | ||
! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[调]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[调]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#6-1|6-1]]||[[#6-2|6-2]]||[[#6-3|6-3]]|| colspan=" | |[[#6-1|6-1]]||[[#6-2|6-2]]||[[#6-3|6-3]]|| colspan="9" | | ||
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! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[迷尔]] - 个人故事 | ! class="nomobile" width="15%" |[[迷尔]] - 个人故事 | ||
|[[#8-1|8-1]]||[[#8-2|8-2]]||[[#8-3|8-3]]|| colspan=" | |[[#8-1|8-1]]||[[#8-2|8-2]]||[[#8-3|8-3]]|| colspan="9" | | ||
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Her glass breaks through the final thin layer of clouds. The complex, graying landscape reveals<br>itself, to its farthest reaches.<br><br>She smiles...<br><br>She smiles!<br><br>This is her new life! She holds out her hand, knowing that someday, somewhere beyond that<br>horizon, she will find others who will take it. Someday, these hands will do something great.<br><br>Until then, she will look ahead.<br><br>Living in the present—in Arcaea.}} | Her glass breaks through the final thin layer of clouds. The complex, graying landscape reveals<br>itself, to its farthest reaches.<br><br>She smiles...<br><br>She smiles!<br><br>This is her new life! She holds out her hand, knowing that someday, somewhere beyond that<br>horizon, she will find others who will take it. Someday, these hands will do something great.<br><br>Until then, she will look ahead.<br><br>Living in the present—in Arcaea.}} | ||
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解锁条件：购入[[ | ===S-1=== | ||
解锁条件：购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：通过[[Blue Rose]] | |||
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她的名字是“白姬”，虽然她本人并不知晓 。<br><br> 苏醒时的她头带王冠，手持权杖，而她瞬间就认出了它们的样貌和代表的意义 。<br> 这 位白发异瞳的女孩完全可以确定 ， 自己的身 世 非同寻常。<br><br>“来，向我行礼吧！”<br><br>“呃……什么？”<br><br>“……看来 也 不是这个。”<br><br>认为 自 己是公主的这位女孩仰 身 靠着她 的 “王座”——一把用餐椅 。<br> 她双臂环抱，双腿盘坐，专注地凝视着身侧——她通过 一 块玻璃篡夺了某人的回忆视角 ，<br> 在其中 ， 这个人 的 朋友正迷惑地回 头 望着她。 | |||
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今天有四块残片 。<br><br> 在追寻过往真相的过程中 ， 她已经探索了四块残片——毫 无 疑问 ， 这件事 的 背后必然隐藏着真相！<br>她 对重要物品的本能熟知、毫不费力就能开口说话，以及对自己觉醒后待了不知有多久 的世界 的<br>认知都在齐声告诉她：她 存在于 这个名为Arcaea 的 世界 中 的原因绝非简单的灾祸和巧合 。<br> 更重要的是，即使抛开各种怀疑 ，这 个白色 的 世界也太过令人迷惘。她拒绝迷惘，她要求真相。<br><br>“听着，Hamu —— ”<br><br>“Haru 。 ”<br><br> “Hato。“ 她 顿了顿 ， 然后向两边摊手道：“我想要知道 这 些记忆里面哪一个有我的城堡 。<br>我 的 ‘城堡’，你能明白吗？”<br><br> “城堡，”Haru回答道，“所以，你认为自己 是 女王或王室贵族吗？” | |||
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她一手轻轻握拳，抵在唇边思考了一会儿。<br><br> “哦 ， 也可能是公主。” 她 终于应声，身子没精打采地往前一怂 。<br><br>“……你没事吧，Anri？”他问道，而 她 的眼眸愈发低垂 ， 心中 一 阵低落 。<br> 她 的 心情也立刻反映在了 她 的脸上 。<br><br> 之前说过，这并不是 她 的名字 。她 仍然不知 道 自己的名字 ， 但肯定 不是什么 “Anri ” 。<br> 她也知道，自己只是纯粹 地 在碰运气 。<br><br> 再过片刻，这块记忆可能也要崩毁了 。 某种意义 上 来 说， 这是 好 事——很快就结束了 ， 没有浪费时间。<br>但这意味着又 一 份希望的溃灭 。<br><br>“ 你怎么突然提起记忆 的 事情了？”Haru还在继续追问。闯入这份记忆 的 女孩再次抬头瞥了他 一 眼 。 | |||
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今天有四块残片 。<br><br> 这 也 是总计第五十三块残片 。<br><br> 只要 她 找 到 哪怕 有 一丝共鸣 的 记忆 ， 她都会把握住它并深入探索 。<br><br> 她继续望着Haru茫然 的 表情 。 她已经看过 无 数副这样茫然的表情。在四秒后 ， 表情凝固了 。<br><br> 传来一道碎裂声 ， 接 着 世界开始消失……<br><br> ……逐渐淡去 ， 化为 Arcaea 的一 部分 。 | |||
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女孩发现她的权杖就在附近 ， 靠在她一直坐着的路缘上 。<br><br> 她拿起令牌站起身 ， 并把令牌握 在 右手里转动把玩着。<br><br>接着，她就这样出发 了。<br><br>探索的旅程仍在继续……<br><br>但这位女孩并 不 知道：<br><br> 探索所得的一切，都不会是 她的。}} | |||
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Her name, though she doesn’t know it, is “Shirahime”.<br><br>She’d awakened with a crown on her head and a scepter in hand. At once she knew what they<br>were, and she knew what they meant. The girl with white hair and two-color eyes knows that she<br>is most assuredly somebody special.<br><br> “So, bow to me!”<br><br>“Uh... What?”<br><br>“...So it isn’t this one either.”<br><br>With her arms folded and legs crossed and her gaze cast aside, the girl who knows herself to be a<br>princess leans back in her “throne”—a kitchen chair—while the memory of a friend—the friend of<br>whomever had this perspective she’s usurped through a frame of glass—looks back at her in<br>confusion. | |||
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Four shards today.<br><br>She has explored four shards as she’s sought the truth of her past—because there is most definitely<br>a truth! Her innate knowledge of the significance of items, her understanding of speech, and how<br>she has always perceived the world she awakened into however long ago informs her thusly: that<br>her existence in the world called “Arcaea” cannot simply be some trick of chaos and chance. More<br>importantly, regardless of these suspicions, far too much is confounding about the world of white.<br>Too confounding. She demands certainty.<br><br>“Listen, Hamu—”<br><br>“Haru.”<br><br>“Hato.” She pauses, then opens her palms out at her sides. “I’m looking for which of these<br>memories has my castle. My ‘castle’. You get it, right?”<br><br> “A castle, ” Haru repeats. “So you think you’re a queen or something?” | |||
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She puts a loose fist against her lips and considers the notion.<br><br>“Well, princess, maybe, ” she eventually replies, slouching forward.<br><br> “...Are you alright, Anri?” he asks, and she lowers her gaze as a sour mood falls over her. In short<br>order, her face reflects the mood.<br><br>As mentioned, that is not her name. She still does not know her name, but she does know it isn’t<br>Anri. She also knows she’s pushing her luck.<br><br>In moments, this memory will likely collapse. In a sense, that’s fine—that’s fast, and no waste of<br>time. But it is another dashed hope.<br><br> “And why were you talking about memories?” Haru continues. The intruding girl glances up at him<br>again. | |||
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Four shards today.<br><br>And so, that marks fifty-three in all.<br><br>With any memory she finds that resonates with her even in the slightest way, she takes hold of it<br>and dives within.<br><br>She keeps watch on Haru’s blank face. She has seen countless blank faces just like it. After four<br>seconds, it freezes.<br><br>There is a sound of fracture, and the world all falls away...<br><br>...fading out, into Arcaea. | |||
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The girl finds her scepter nearby, before the curb upon which she had been sitting.<br><br>She takes it up, stands, and twirls it about in her right hand.<br><br>And so, she goes.<br><br>The journey for discovery continues...<br><br>But the girl does not know this:<br><br>Discovery will not be hers.}} | |||
===S-2=== | |||
=== | 解锁条件：完成[[#S-1|S-1]],购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 白姬]]通过[[First Snow]] | ||
解锁条件：完成[[# | |||
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也许她能凑齐真相的拼图。<br><br>也许，或许，她能构建出一套理论，而且这套理论还 是 正确的。<br><br>毕竟 ， 有许多女孩闯入过这个名为Arcaea的世界，并最终探明了自己的真相。她并 不 知道这点 。<br>她 就像这片玻璃之境中 的 许多沦落人一样 ， 认 为 自己孤身一人。<br>说实话 ， 这让她觉得 自 己才 是 这个世界的中心 。<br> 但话说回 来， 这也让她开始反思自己身处 的 窘境。<br><br>如果她是孤身一人 ， 那也许她是一位被放逐的贵族（并不）。<br> 也许她 是 一名伟大 的 君 主 ，受到万众敬仰（并不）！<br>然而……一场可怕 的 叛乱爆发了（并没有）！<br>人 民起身反抗他们的女王、公主）和国家 ， 还将她的记忆消除得一干二净（想多了）！<br>这 一定 是 魔法 的 效果！<br><br> 没错，带着王冠和权杖醒来的这位女孩，正 是 那种还相信 有 魔法存在的家伙。 | |||
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不过，她的臆想还是情有可原。如果这个世界不是魔法世界，还能是什么呢<br>她 存 在 于此的事实着实怪异 ， 这个 地 方本身就更加怪异了<br> 她从不记得 有 这么个 玻璃 在空中飞来飞去的世界——无论是在残 片的 记忆中，还是在自己的记忆中 。<br> 这一点 ， 以及这些玻璃记忆 的 体验方式……还说这里 不 是魔法世界？这说明她肯定也是 通 过魔法过来的 。<br><br> 这就是 她 想要认定 的 真相。她错 了 ，魔法不是她来此 的 原因——不 过， 现下 的她 对此推测深信 不 疑 。<br><br>因此，她是特别的。因此 ， 她应该受 到 敬仰 。<br><br> “也许 …… 在看起来酷炫的地方也会有‘酷炫’的记忆 。 ” 她 眺望着无色 的 大地，自言自语道。<br> “来 寻找 高处吧 。 ” | |||
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她不 断向前 。<br><br> 确 实。<br><br> 在形容 她的时候， 完全 可 以说 这 个女孩真 的是 头铁 。}} | |||
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Perhaps she can piece it together.<br><br>Perhaps, maybe, she can form a theory, and that theory may be correct.<br><br>After all, many girls have wandered into this world called Arcaea, and in time discovered<br>themselves. She does not know this. She, as do so many others in the glass landscape along with<br>her, believes herself to be alone in Arcaea. To be frank, it inflates her sense of importance. That<br>being said, it also makes her reflect on her predicament.<br><br>If she is alone, then perhaps she is a noble in exile (no). She was a wonderful ruler, loved by all (no)!<br>Until... there was a terrible rebellion (there wasn’t)! The people turned against their queen, princess,<br>and country, and purged her memories clean (quite the story)! With magic!<br><br>The girl who woke with a crown and scepter is the kind to believe in magic. | |||
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One can allow her this, however. What is the world of white if not a magical one? Her place in it is<br>strange, and the place itself is stranger still. In no memory has she ever found a world in which<br>glass flies and floats through the air as it does in this one—not in any shards, nor in her head.<br>That, and how these glass memories are experienced... this place is magic, no? And that is why<br>she must have come from magic too.<br><br>That’s what she wants to think. She is wrong—that magic is where she came from —but it is her<br>leading theory.<br><br>Therefore, she is special. Therefore, she should be admired.<br><br> “Maybe... there are ‘cool’ memories by cool-looking places, ” she says to herself as she overlooks<br>the colorless lands. “Let’s go find a tower. ” | |||
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She marches forward.<br><br>Indeed.<br><br>When describing her, it would be apt to say that this girl’s head is one made of stone.}} | |||
=== S-3 === | |||
解锁条件：完成[[#S-2|S-2]],购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[白姬]]通过[[Blue Rose]] | |||
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她又给自己丢人了 。<br><br> 她大声宣告自己身为王室贵族的身份，但是对方却充耳不闻，这让她感受到了贯穿全身、<br>深髓刺骨的羞耻。记忆世界渐渐消失 在四 周 ， 只剩下她的脸颊还染着通透 的 红色。<br><br> 在 回到玻璃世界后，她双手捂住了脸。<br><br>她闭上了眼睛 。<br><br>她痛苦地哀嚎了起来。 | |||
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“哼嗯嗯嗯……刚才都是怎么一回事……”<br><br>……她抱怨道。<br><br> “我 的 城堡在哪儿！？”<br><br>她继续抱怨道。<br><br> “我 的 臣属呢！？我 的 子民呢！？都跑哪儿去了！？“<br><br> 这个女孩用力跺着 地 面，双手握拳、咬牙切齿 。<br><br> “再来一次！”她怒吼着 ， 手伸 向 最靠近自己 的 那块记忆 。<br>她不管不顾地跳入其中， 一 心只想要忘记她刚才站在餐厅的桌子上命令大家对她叩首跪拜时 ，<br> 众人对她投以的那种异样眼光。 | |||
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世界在 她 周围旋转 ， 眼前尽是黑与白 的 色调，但这只过了几秒钟 。<br> 这次 的 记忆 显得 安静而奇 异。<br><br> 天 幕黯淡 ， 不见星辰。即使有月亮升起，大概也无法透过重重树影一睹它 的 身影。<br>她正站在一片森林里——准确地说是 一 块空地 ， 篝火在她身后发出噼啪 的 声音 。<br><br> “看到它了吗？”一个孩子问道。在这份记忆中，她知道这 是 她 的 “妹妹” 。<br> 她向后瞥了一眼小女孩并思考着。根据这份记忆 ， 年长一 些的 姐姐正在寻找某个星座。<br><br> “ 不 。”白发的女孩 说 道。“我没看到 。 ”<br><br> “哦 ， 好吧。那 就 坐下来，我们继续找。”妹妹回答道 。<br><br>她 只是点了点头 。 | |||
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妹妹的手中拿着什么东西 ， 于是姐姐走到旁边想要看清楚。这是 一 面屏幕 ， 侧面有几个按键 。<br> 屏幕 上 正播放着电影。不 对—— 是动画？<br>她坐在小女孩旁边，斜眯着眼 ， 跟着看了起来。<br><br> 似乎 她在Arcaea的其它虚幻世界中 也 看过这个。<br>这是一部剧情老套的动画，讲述一个拥有超能力的男孩与伙伴们一起对抗妖魔怪兽的故事 。<br><br> “……你充过电 了 吧？”她问道 ， 显然是指这台设备。对方则出声回应。<br> “你不是问过 了 嘛。”妹妹答道 。<br><br> “所以呢……？”<br><br> “充好了！”<br><br> “很好……”<br><br>她发自内心地轻声道，言语间充满了喜悦。 | |||
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该怎么说呢……<br><br>王族才不会看动画。王族得是政治家、是统治者，是万千子民的引导者。显然 她 是如此认为的。<br><br>不过 ， 显然她也觉得现在的这样子要更快乐：坐在一旁 ，一 言不发，眼睛紧盯，耳朵直竖 。<br><br> 她将肩膀靠向这个记忆中 的 女孩，女孩也 回 以同样的姿势。<br><br>现在，她感到无比的放松。<br><br> 她之前的所有情绪突然消失了。在愤怒之后，她意识到：有时候，人生真是可怕。 | |||
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即便不去理会她在玻璃 的 世界里所亲眼见识到 的 种种恐惧， 大 部分的时间里，<br>人生都让人觉得非常糟糕 。<br><br>丧气、体衰、无法改变现状 ……<br><br>但生命就是 如此 。<br><br>可能 在 被关入 这 个玻璃牢笼之前，她只是孤家寡人 。 也许她是 一 个寥落的君主，坐在孤零的王座上 。<br><br> 也许这是她仅存 的 东西 。<br><br> 如果是这样 ， 她觉得…… | |||
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如果是 这 样，那现状或许还算不错。<br><br>她的“妹妹”拿来了 一 张毯子 ， 披在了两人 的 肩上 。<br><br> 她又瞥了一眼女孩，说了声：“谢谢 …… ”<br><br> 随后她又将目光重新投向屏幕 ， 直到记忆淡去都保持着沉默 。}} | |||
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She embarrassed herself again.<br><br>Somehow, when her declarations of nobility land on deaf ears, she experiences a deep and<br>crippling shame that courses through her. As the memory falls around her, her cheeks are always<br>dyed a perfect red.<br><br>Now, having returned to the world of glass, she presses her hand to her face.<br><br>She shuts her eyes.<br><br>And she whines with pain. | |||
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“Ghhhhhh... what was that...”<br><br>...She says.<br><br>“Where is my castle!?”<br><br>She still says.<br><br>“Where are my subjects!? My people!? Where!?”<br><br>The girl stomps her foot and balls her fists, gritting her teeth.<br><br> “Another!” she shouts, reaching for the first and nearest memory. She dives in, to whatever it is, if<br>only to stop remembering the looks she received while she stood on that restaurant table and<br>demanded obeisance. | |||
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A world swirls around her, in shades of white and black, and in seconds she has trespassed.<br>The memory she enters is quiet and quaint.<br><br>The stars are out, and it is dark. If the moon has risen, it can’t be seen through the trees.<br>She is standing in a forest—in a clearing. A fire crackles behind her.<br><br> “Can you see it?” a child asks. In this memory, she knows this is “her sister”.<br>She glances back at the little girl and thinks.<br>According to this memory, the older sister was trying to find a certain constellation.<br><br>“No, ” says the white-haired girl. “I can’t see it. ”<br><br> “Oh well. Sit down and let’s keep watching, ” the sister replies.<br><br>She nods. | |||
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The younger girl has something in her hands. The older girl walks over to see it better. It’s a screen,<br>with buttons on its sides. A movie is playing on that screen. No—an animation? Squinting, she sits<br>down beside the girl and watches.<br><br>It seems similar to what she ’s seen in other fiction across other Arcaea: a typical cartoon about a<br>boy with some power, fighting devilish monsters with his friends.<br><br> “...You charged it, right?” she asks, referring to the device. The words come from another.<br><br>“You already asked me that, ” the little sister answers.<br><br>“And...?”<br><br>“I did!”<br><br>“Good...”<br><br>She whispers this honestly, as she honestly means it. | |||
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How to say...<br><br>Royalty does not watch cartoons. A royal is a statesperson, a ruler, and a guider of women and men.<br>She most definitely believes that.<br><br>Yet, she is most definitely more comfortable with this: sitting down and having nothing to say,<br>her eyes transfixed and her ears perked.<br><br>She puts her shoulder to the shoulder of the memory-child, and the child returns the gesture.<br><br>Now, she feels at ease.<br><br>The mood she had before was suddenly silenced. In the wake of her anger, it comes to her mind:<br>life is a truly horrible thing sometimes. | |||
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Barring even the horrors she has borne witness to in glass: life feels terrible, much of the time.<br><br>Frustrations, waning strength, pure inability to change one’s situation...<br><br>That’s how it is.<br><br>It is possible she had no one else before she was put in a glass cage. Perhaps she was a lonely ruler,<br>on a lonely throne.<br><br>Perhaps she only had this.<br><br>If that was so, she thinks... | |||
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If that was so, then perhaps things were alright.<br><br>Her “sister” brings a small blanket over both of their shoulders.<br><br>She glances at the child again and says, “Thanks... ”<br><br>And she gazes back into the screen, saying nothing more until the memory fades away.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#S-3|S-3]],购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 白姬]]通过[[Blocked Library]] | ||
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从此之后 ， 她的动力也消退了 。<br><br>在 那段记 忆 里，她 与 自己珍视 的 人 一 起在森林里游荡，并看着赏心悦目 的 景象 ，<br> 消磨夜晚 的 时光 …… 但 这 也将她 的 雄心壮志给完全打发走了 。<br><br> 事实摆在眼前， 她 没有城堡，甚至连家都没有，即使能找到 ， 那也只 是 记 忆 ： 被 抛弃、被遗忘、转瞬即逝 的 记忆 。<br><br>如果她继续向前 ， 路途将了无止境 。<br><br> 这没有意义，也没有终点 。<br><br> 换句话说，她的旅途 是 空虚 的。 | |||
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于 是 ，她低声 道 ：“好痛……”<br><br> 她 的 声音颤抖着 。<br><br> 她望向无尽的日光 ， 露出精致 的 嘴唇和柔和 的 眼眸 。<br><br> 说实话 ……<br><br> 哪怕 她 真的 是 远方国度 的 公主……被废黜的伟大统治者……体内流着王室贵族 的 血液 ……<br><br>这 位女孩依旧只是凡人 ，而 凡人无法永远都保持坚强 。<br>她 受挫了 ， 沉默了 ， 陷入了哀情和悲思 的 诅咒 中。 | |||
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女孩闭上了异色 的 双眼 ， 虽然看 不到 太阳，但 感到 泪水滑过脸颊 。<br><br> 她抽泣 着 。<br><br> 她 的 泪珠凝固了光线，又在跌落 时 散去萤辉——这并 不 是魔法 的 效果……<br><br> ……而是来自黯淡天幕的衬托。<br><br>Arcaea 的余夕在她的脸上隐没，但张开的双眼又折射出神采。<br> 这是为了看清她周围的影幕，这是为了确切地见证夜色降临于大地。 | |||
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“呃……？”<br><br>她又抬头望去。<br><br>似乎……天穹被撕裂开来，一颗绯红的彗星正在坠落。<br><br>“哈……！？”<br><br>它飞行了大概一分多钟，然后突兀地掉到她面前，将轻风白沙和她的双马尾搅得七零八落。<br><br>女孩惊愕地张大了嘴，无措地瞪着绯红的陨星。陨星跪坐在一堆破椅子当中，甩了甩满头的尘土。<br>她的头部。这颗陨星竟是个女孩。 | |||
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她睁开了眼睛，睁得大大得。片刻之后，她的脸上也露出大大的笑容。<br><br>这就是飞跃天际的那个绯红女孩。<br><br>她的名字是“红”。}} | |||
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Since then, her drive has faded as well.<br><br>The memory of a trip in the woods, with someone who cared, simply watching something easy to<br>whittle away the hours of the night... it, too, whittled her ambitions away entirely.<br><br>Here are the facts: she has no castle, let alone any home, and even if she found either, they would<br>merely be memories: abandoned, forgotten, and in actuality ephemeral.<br><br>If she is to walk forward, it will be to no conclusion.<br><br>It will be to no sense or end.<br><br>To say it in another way: her path is an empty one. | |||
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So, she whispers, “This hurts...”<br><br>Her voice cracks.<br><br>She looks at the endless daylight, with terse lips and warm eyes.<br><br>Frankly...<br><br>Even if she was a princess of a faraway land... a great ruler, deposed... born nobility...<br><br>The girl is human, and humans are not perfectly strong. She is stuck, and quiet, and cursed with<br>emotion and thought. | |||
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Under the unseen sun, the girl shuts her two-colored eyes and feels tears running down her cheeks.<br><br>She sobs.<br><br>The light is caught within her teardrops, and that light fades as it falls—not through any magic...<br><br>...but instead through the darkening of the sky.<br><br>As the gleam of Arcaea’s daylight ebbs from her face, the girl opens her eyes to blink. To see<br>shadows around her. To see, unmistakably, night falling on the earth. | |||
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“Eh...?”<br><br>She turns her gaze upward again.<br><br>It seems that... the heavens have been rent, and a red comet is falling.<br><br>“Huh...!?”<br><br>It flies down for a minute or more, before landing unceremoniously before her —scattering winds,<br>white sands, and the twin tails of her hair.<br><br>Dumbfounded the girl stares, mouth agape, at the crashed crimson star. The star is kneeling on a<br>pile of broken chairs, and shaking its head of dust. Her head. The star is a girl. | |||
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She opens her eyes, and opens them wide. In a short moment, a smile—wide as well—<br>spreads across her face.<br><br>This is the crimson girl who flew up to the sky.<br><br>Her name is Kou.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#S-4|S-4]],[[#4-8|4-8]],购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 白姬]]通过[[nέo κόsmo]] | ||
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“ | “ 很高兴认识妳 ”<br><br> 红一副元气满满的样子，直接就开始打招呼。白姬身体僵硬、脸色发白。<br>这样的身体反应并不理想 ， 因为 她 完全失去 了 行动能力 。<br> 红“刷”地一下从一堆家具中跳了起来，直扑向她，一把就抱住了这个双马尾女孩，<br> 差点把对方撞了个底朝天。这让自称王族 的 某人不得不毫无风度地尖叫道：“呀！ ？ ”<br><br> “哇哦，是真人！你真 的 存在！”在拥抱之后，红抽出双手，欢欣鼓舞 地 摸着另一个女孩 的 脸蛋、<br>耳朵、头发 ， 还有全身上下。<br><br>在这 一 切 的 过程中，白姬全程无言以对。<br><br> 红捏了捏白姬通红的脸颊，笑问道：“这不 是记忆 吧？”<br><br>“如假包换！”公主大人用略显扭曲 的 声音强调 着 。 | ||
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“对了！你知道自己的名字吗？”红问道。“我还不知道自己叫什么呢。”她又补充了一句 。<br> “我好像知道了！”她猜测着，乐观地竖起一根手指。“啊……不对。”<br> 她敲了敲自己的太阳穴 ， 歪着头道歉道。<br><br>“停——停！”另一位女孩表示 无 奈 。 绯红的女孩笑了起来，白姬则结结巴巴地又道：<br> “我……什么！？你是 …… 嘿！你还好吗！？”<br><br> 她 的声调让 这 句询问听起来更像 是 祈求。<br><br>“我没 事 。”红回以笑容 。<br><br> “你可是从天上掉下来了！”白姬提醒道，并以手指天强调着。<br><br>“对，差不多是那样——”红开口道，转头望向 她 来时的方向。<br>她停下来，一只手背过去，另一只手指向天边。 这 么做的时候，她瞄了一眼另一位女孩，高呼道：<br> “ 这 都晚上了呀！”<br><br>“妳到现 在 才发现吗？” | |||
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“嗯，我又没回头 。 ”红把两手都背了起来 ， 转身答道 。<br><br>“你 在那上边是做什么？ ”<br><br> “ 那 里有一 些 记忆。”绯红 的 女孩解释着。“我在观看它们 。 ”<br><br> “ 这 么 说，你 也能看它们？”白姬追问道，红则热情洋溢地点头肯定 。<br><br> “没 错！ ”她 是这么 说的 。<br><br> “ 你 还能飞！ ？”<br><br> “也不能这么说。”这次 她 摇 了 摇头。“我可以让别的东西飘浮起来 。 ”她的手指像魔杖一样舞动，<br> 以一 个 橱柜为对象进行着展示，让它开始围绕两 人 旋转，并逐渐靠近她 。 “你做不到吗？ ” 她反问道。<br><br>白姬夸张地摇着脑袋，双马尾前后翻飞，把红再次 给 逗笑 了。 白姬一只手抚住胸口 ， 宣称道：<br>“ 我可是正常人 。” | |||
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在Arcaea世界中 ，在 漫长的时光中，总会 有 一些命运 的 瞬间 。<br> 某人 的 臆想和某两人 的 相遇让 时 间和现实 都 遭 到 了扭曲 。<br><br> 不过，这种瞬间也只是纯属偶然 。<br><br> 两个女孩开始聊天，聊起 了 玻璃的 世 界 ， 聊起了存在 的 目 的， 当然还有那片天空 。<br> 随后便 是 实验：红 的 魔法能带走白姬吗？白姬 自己 也能学会 这 种魔法 吗？ 答案是“能”和“不能”。 | |||
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当然 ，她 们也感到好奇：外面的世界里还 有多少 像 她 们一 样的 人呢 ？<br><br> 怀 着这种思绪 ， 她 们开始追逐消逝的日光 。<br> 也许 …… 还有其他人在抬头仰望，并为这片新天地感到惊奇。<br><br> 就这样，也没有什 么 命运的羁绊 ， 两人开始了同行 。}} | |||
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“Nice to meet you!!”<br><br>Kou booms her greeting with a voice full of life. Shirahime stiffens, and pales. This is the wrong<br>move—it affords her no mobility. Kou leaps out at her from her pile of furniture and tackles the<br>twin-tailed girl, nearly toppling her. This elicits from the self-described royal a distinctly<br>ignoble “Bwagh!? ”<br><br> “Oh wow, you’re real! You’re actually here!” After hugging her, Kou removes her arms and starts<br>cheerfully patting the other girl’s face, ears, hair, and sides.<br><br>To all of this, Shirahime finds herself speechless.<br><br>Kou pulls on Shirahime’s scarlet cheeks, laughing. “This isn’t a memory, right?” she asks.<br><br> “I’m real!” the “princess” insists with a voice slightly distorted. | |||
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“Oh! Do you know your name?” Kou asks. “Oh, I don’t know mine, ” she adds. “Maybe I know it now!”<br>she guesses, lifting a finger optimistically. “Aah... I don’t. ” She taps her temple, and tilts her head<br>apologetically.<br><br>“Slo—...Slow down!” the other girl begs. The girl in red laughs, and Shirahime stutters on, saying<br> “I...! What!? Are you... Hey! Are you okay!?”<br><br>Although that question from her sounds more a demand.<br><br> “I’m fine, ” says Kou with a smile.<br><br>“You fell from the sky!” Shirahime reminds her, pointing for emphasis.<br><br> “Yeah, I guess I di—” Kou begins, turning to see where she came from. She stops, puts a hand on<br>her hip, and points to the heavens. With this, she glances back at the other girl and declares,<br> “It’s nighttime!”<br><br> “You didn’t notice!?” | |||
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“Well, I didn’t look back,” Kou replies, now turning back around with both hands on her hips.<br><br>“What were you doing up there? ”<br><br>“There were some memories,” the red girl explains. “I watched them. ”<br><br>“So you can watch them too?” Shirahime asks. Kou nods with enthusiasm.<br><br> “I can!” she says.<br><br> “And you can fly!?”<br><br>“Not really,” she answers, now with a shake of the head. “I can make other stuff float.” She<br>demonstrates with her finger acting as a wand, and a cupboard being the subject, swirling around<br>the two of them to her direction. “You can’t?” she asks.<br><br>And Shirahime wildly shakes her head, which spurs laughter in Kou once again as her twin tails<br>whip to and fro. With a hand over her chest, Shirahime declares: “I’m HUMAN.” | |||
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In Arcaea, in its time, there have been moments of fate. The tides of time and reality are bent and<br>twisted by the whims of one or the convergence of two.<br><br>However, this moment is merely chance.<br><br>The girls talk—talk of glass, of purpose, and naturally of the sky. Experiments follow: can Shirahime<br>be carried by Kou’s magic? Can Shirahime learn this magic herself? Yes, and no. | |||
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Of course, they also wonder how many others are out there, the same as them.<br><br>And it is with this in mind that they follow the fleeing daylight. Perhaps...there are others looking<br>up, and marveling at the new sky.<br><br>Just like that, with no fate or destiny tying them, these two begin to walk together.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#S-5|S-5]],购入[[Divided Heart]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 白姬]]通过[[Lightning Screw]] | ||
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她 和红开始疑惑：两人相遇后又过去 多久 了呢？几周 ， 还是几个月？<br><br> 在昏暗中，两位女孩正在穿越夜幕笼罩的废墟，红在前面探路，白姬在后面结巴的说着话，<br> 红 的 笑声从前飘来，背后 牵 着白姬的一只手 。<br> 此外， 这 位“公主”惯例的丢人行为早已不再局限于 记忆 世界 ——<br> 她 不是磕磕绊绊，就是结结巴巴 ， 根本停不下来。<br> 事到如今，红已经完全习惯了 这 位自称王室贵胄的家伙一边打颤一边强撑 的 表现 。<br><br> 不过，这个双马尾的女孩最近显 然 不怎么打颤了：无论是聊天 时 的语调 ， 还是行进时的动作。<br><br> 她 们真 的 已经同行很久了，但这 不 会永远继续下去。 | |||
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现 在 ，在经历了漫长的旅途后，红和白姬来到了 一 处明显 的 分界线 。<br><br>虽 然 云雾迸裂、群星不再，但并 不是 所有的晨光都已消逝。<br><br>两位女孩无言地望向天空，眼中充满 了 震撼。<br><br>毕竟……<br><br>……她们正站在日与夜的境界 之 上。 | |||
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“好美 …… ”白姬喃喃道。<br><br>“是啊。”红表示赞同。<br><br>夜间的星幕是紫色的，日间的天穹则是亮得发白的金色。<br>于两者相遇之地，或是魔法、或是记忆的东西正百转千回，如变幻闪烁的神话巨蛇<br>。 她 们发现的地方就好像是这个世界上 意 外出现的间隙。<br> 光是看着它，两人就几乎明白 了 世界 的 本质和由来 。<br><br> 红首先转回了目光 ， 但白姬却陷入了凝望。<br><br>“现在怎么办？”红问道。“我们 还是 没找到人呀？”<br><br>“不……”白姬答道 。<br><br>“我们还要一起找下去吗？” | |||
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白姬也转 回 了目光 。 两人的 面前 是Arcaea 的 新领域：一边是光 ， 一边是暗。<br><br>她 看向红，冷静 地 摇了摇头 。<br><br> “我会沿 着这 条 线前 进 。 我会找到其他人 。 “ 她 说道 。 ”<br> 而你应该 回 到天上 ， 看看 那 里都 藏 着些什么 。 ” | |||
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红 的 眉头一抬 。<br><br> 两人已经同行了很久，在相处 的 时光里，红觉得她已经完全搞懂了另 一 位女孩 。<br> 白姬是一个闹腾 的 家伙 ， 但 她 的装腔作势只 是 为了掩盖一颗颤抖 的 心灵。所以 ……<br><br> “……你在发号施令？”红难以置信地问道 。<br><br> “当然。”白姬抛出轻蔑而嘲讽 的 一瞥。“你没看见我头上 的 这顶王冠 吗？ ”<br><br>红笑呵呵地答道：“嗯 ， 我看见 了。 ”<br><br>于是 白姬再次低垂眼眸 ， 看向远处 的 玻璃之丘 。 | |||
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她告诉红：“刚才开玩笑的……我 只 是有这个想法，打算碰 一 把运气 。 ”<br>白姬对上了红的目光 ， 又挺直了腰背 。 这位公主淡然道：<br> “我们总要做选择，而我认为你最好选我做 不 到的那个 。 ”<br><br> 然后……过了片 刻， 红点头同意 。她 召唤一块水泥板到脚边，然后跳了上 去。<br><br> “ 那 么，我去夜晚 那 边。” 她 说道 。 “ 有 缘 再 相 会 ！”她露齿 一 笑 。<br><br> “我们 会 再见 的 。”白姬 回 以轻松的微笑。红眨了眨眼 ， 笑容逐渐淡去 。<br> 这 位 白发 的 女孩再次让她感到了意外。但 她 深信着 这 句话，笑容又回到了脸 上。 | |||
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红飞往星光所在，白姬也随即迈向前方 。<br><br>也许她已经忘了自己的复国大业。<br><br>她所知道的是：这个世界上还有其他人。<br><br>世界是如此广阔，但她终 将 找到这些人。<br><br>王冠和权杖意味着高贵的身份，高贵的身份意味着将他人汇聚到身边，如众星捧月。<br>也许她的血脉 一 点儿也不高贵。<br><br> 不过，必须 要 说的是，尽管她爱发牢骚、意志不坚、心灵脆弱……<br><br>……她的灵魂是高贵无疑的 。}} | |||
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She, Kou, begins to wonder: has it been weeks, or have months passed between them?<br><br>Under the dark, these two girls have wandered together through shadow-bathed ruins: with Kou<br>leading, and with Shirahime stammering behind; Kou’s laughter ahead, and Shirahime’s hand at<br>her back. Further, the “princess’s” habit for embarrassment has escaped merely the confines of<br>memory—rare is the moment she will not stumble or stutter, and by now Kou is well-accustomed<br>to the shaking, brazen, self-proclaimed “royal”.<br><br>However, the twin-tailed girl has most definitely, of late, been shaking far less: in her voice when<br>they talk, and in her movements when they go.<br><br>Truly, the two have traveled together long. But it won’t be forever. | |||
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Now Kou and Shirahime, quite a ways into their travels, find themselves at a clear divide.<br><br>Though the clouds are torn and the stars brought out, not all of the morning light has faded.<br><br>The girls view the heavens without a word, and with awe-filled faces.<br><br>After all...<br><br>...they now stand at the division between night and day. | |||
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“Pretty...” Shirahime whispers.<br><br> “Yeah, ” Kou agrees.<br><br>The stars of the night are violet. The day is white and golden. Where they meet, what might be<br>magic—might be memory—churns and twists, like a shifting and prismatic serpent. It is as if<br>they’ve found the world’s haphazard seam. Seeing it, they almost know: know what the world is,<br>and how it came to be as well.<br><br>Kou brings her eyes down first. Shirahime, however, cannot tear away hers.<br><br> “Now what?” Kou asks. “We didn’t find anyone, huh?”<br><br> “No...” Shirahime replies.<br><br> “Should we keep looking together?” | |||
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Shirahime brings down her eyes as well.<br>Before them is the new Arcaea landscape: of shadows and light.<br><br>She looks at Kou, and calmly shakes her head.<br><br> “I’m going to follow the line: I’ll find someone out there, ” she says.<br> “And you should go back to the heavens and see what they’re hiding. ” | |||
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The | Kou raises her eyebrows.<br><br>The two have walked for quite some time, and in their time together, Kou believed she had the<br>other girl figured out. That Shirahime was a boisterous sort—but that all of her flair and bombast<br>existed only to obscure a shivering heart. Therefore...<br><br> “...You’re taking charge?” Kou asks, as it ’s just too surprising.<br><br> “Of course,” Shirahime says, with a dismissive and teasing glance. “You see this crown on my head,<br>right?”<br><br>Kou chuckles. “Yeah, I see it, ” she answers.<br><br>And Shirahime lowers her gaze again, staring out to the glass hills. | ||
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She tells Kou, “I’m kidding... I just had the thought: I want to take a chance.” Shirahime meets Kou’s<br>red eyes and the girl straightens her back. The princess states, “We should take one, and I think<br>you’d better do what I can’t.”<br><br>And... after a few moments, Kou nods. She calls a slab of concrete to her feet, and hops on.<br><br>“I’ll go see the night, then,” she says. “Let’s meet up when we can!” She grins.<br><br>“We will,” Shirahime answers with an easy smile. Kou blinks, and loses her own. Once more the<br>white-haired girl has surprised her. Deeply, she believes those words, and her face brightens up<br>again. | |||
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Kou flies to the starlight, and at once Shirahime steps forward.<br><br>Perhaps she has forgotten her want of a kingdom.<br><br>She already knows: there are others here.<br><br>The world is vast, but she will find them.<br><br>What a crown and scepter mean is nobility, and what a noble does is draw others to her, like a<br>much-needed hearth. Maybe her blood is not noble at all.<br><br>However, it must be said: despite her whining, her wavering, and her very weak heart...<br><br>...her soul very much is.}} | |||
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这座悬崖俯瞰着世 间 万物 。<br><br>一 日即将收尾 。 每当到达这一时刻 ，那 些终于摆脱红尘俗 世的 人们也将抛弃自身 的 真实性 。<br> 好似寄居生物一般 ， 他们 将 褪去 的 外壳留给随后而来 的 崭新生命 。<br> 最后，他们 的 灵魂就会升向头顶上方：那潭闪闪发亮 的 灵魂之池 。<br><br> 灵魂若水，缥缈无形。一切都将化作霜 色， 归于阴云彼岸 的 光彩生机 。<br>她身 处 的 世界便存在于那灰蒙蒙 的 盛景之中 。<br>那番景象——此般独特，而又 这 般壮丽的景象——称作「奇观」也当之 无 愧 。<br><br> 可对她来说 ， 这确是日常之景。她的心中并未因此诞生任何涟漪 。<br>这 只 是 每日工作必经的 一 环 。 | |||
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“左方有过任何波澜吗？”<br>背后 ，她 的那位同事如是询问。<br>她略微 转过 头去，正见他盘坐于地面，大腿上方还平置着一只用于水象占卜 的 黑色浅碗 。<br>碗盏水面上尚未消逝的涟漪，让 她 意识到他不久前刚刚进 行 了一次预测 。<br><br> 她稍有些漫不经心地开口应答：“并无发现。”随后，她追问道， “ 何故这样问？ 你 是不是有察觉 到 什么 ？”<br><br>“方才地面似乎有些许震荡。”他补充 道。<br><br>“ 嗯…………的确不是 什么 吉兆呢 。 需我前去留心观察一番吗？ ”<br><br> “呵…那东西看 上 去像是道裂缝 。” 他 说道 ， “ 那好 ， 你帮忙过去处理一下吧 。”<br><br> 简洁精练地应了一声 “ 好的 ” 之后——伫立于悬崖边沿的她纵身一跃。 | |||
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周遭的灵魂密集到足以减缓她的下落速度。<br>在此情形下， 她 将手探向 了 那对 用 来束紧自己上衣、袖口与短裙 的 丝线，将其拉扯几许 。<br> 少女身上 的 衣装立刻莲松开来 ， 于空气中悠悠飘扬 。<br> 一团光晕自 她的 服装 中 逐渐显形。光辉 点 亮之际，四周死灵所带来 的 干涉也随之黯淡无数 。<br><br> 在抵达地面后，她将悬在腰后的镰刀举向身前 ， 展 开 到原有的长度后便翻转过来 ，<br>斜坐于刀刃旁侧 ， 朝着 自己 遥远的目的地高速驶去 。<br><br> 将受困于裂隙的迷途之灵引领出来，再着手修复裂隙 。<br><br> 默默无言地返回悬崖 ， 康续留意其 他 的异常现象 。<br><br> 过去的她 ， 正是这样活着——<br>重复着如上所述的任务，或是一概肖似之事 。<br>日复一日，年复一年 。 这便是她的职责，她的义务所在；这般周而复始，直到 她 再也不是孤单 一 人 。 | |||
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到底 ， 那段时光也早就褪色逝 去 。<br><br> 那些日子 ，很 早以 前便 不复存在 了。<br> 不复存在 ——<br> 她脑海 中 生活于 那 片世界 的 「 记忆 」，早已 化 作 无形。 | |||
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The cliff overlooked it all.<br><br>At the end of the day, those who had abandoned the mortal coil left behind their souls like hermit<br>shells for other, new lives to take them. Their spirits ascended to the land's Pool, luminous and<br>glimmering overhead.<br><br>Water-like spirits, almost formless; everything white and flowing into that vibrancy which bore<br>through the clouded sky. In the gray landscape that was her world, this sight—this unique,<br>spectacular sight—was something many could call a wonder.<br><br>To her, it was ordinary. It was everyday. It was work. | |||
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"Any trembling on the left side?" her confrère asked from behind. She very slightly moved her head<br>to see him sitting on the ground. On his lap sat a wide, black, shallow bowl of water, used for<br>lecanomancy, and from the ripples inside it she could see that he'd just performed a divination.<br><br>She answered him lightly with, "No." Then she asked, "Why? Have you noticed something?"<br><br>"It looks like the earth shook a bit," he explained.<br><br>"Ahh... That's not good. Should I look closer?"<br><br>"Hmm... It seems like a fissure," he said. "Go take care of it."<br><br>With a simple "alright," she stepped off the cliff. | |||
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The density of spirits nearby slowed her fall. She found a pair of strings that were keeping her<br>blouse, sleeves, and skirt taut. When she tugged them, they loosened and began to dangle; a<br>shimmer emanated from the cloth and her dress began to ruffle loudly. And as it did, it dulled the<br>influence of the dead.<br><br>Once she reached the ground, she took her scythe from her hip, unfolded it to its full height, and<br>after turning it over, rode the underside of the blade in flight to her far-off destination.<br><br>To mend the fissure after coaxing out the souls trapped within it.<br><br>To return to the cliff, and watch for any other aberrations.<br><br>She was to do this, and things like it, day after day. Yes. That was her responsibility.<br>And, in time, her life would join the others. | |||
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In fact, that time has already passed.<br><br>It's long ago, gone. The world and life she once knew is now only a shapeless memory.}} | |||
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解锁条件：购入[[ | 解锁条件： 完成[[#5-1|5-1]], 购入[[Ambivalent Vision]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 忘却]]通过[[Moonheart]] | ||
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只是 ， 「死亡」本该截然不同。<br> 形存则神存，形灭则神灭——在她 的 生命历程中 ， 此为公理，[死亡」自然也不是谜题 。<br> 不存 在 转生 来 世；那些有关天堂 ， 乃至十八层地狱 的 故事 ，<br> 都仅仅是远古时代的道德主义者才会推崇 的 无稽 之 谈——<br> 人出生于那个世界，在那里活着， 在 那里死去 ，在 那里迎 来 结局 。<br> 那么这地方究竟又 是 何处？ 她 到底苏醒于什么未知 的 领域？<br> 到底是哪里 …… 这里到底是什么地方 ？<br>不 过也 是…… 或许她根本没有必要纠结这个问题吧？ | |||
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“嗯……”<br><br>她蹲坐 在 灯塔之巅，俯视着脚下的无尽荒漠 。 纯白、无际的纯白、整片大地延伸着纯白……<br> 而就在那边 ， 有着玻璃碎片：那些名叫「Arcaea」 的 碎片 。<br>她 逍遥地用手托着下巴，慵懒的目光投向 那 座朝左面延伸而去 的 桥梁。少女并不清楚那座桥会通向何处。<br><br>“呼 …… ”她长呼出一口 气， 站起 身的 同时将手探向了臀部后方的那把长镰 。<br> 时过境迁， 这 把镰刀 的 用途已不尽相同 ， 但辅助 她 四处游走仍旧不在话下。<br>——无意识地挥手抚弄着刘海，指尖轻轻碰触到左角 的 前段 。<br><br> 对啊 …… 差点都忘了 这 件事。<br>迄今为止，她于Arcaea之中见证了如此多 的 回忆……<br> 但自始至终， 她 都未 曾 寻找到哪怕一片能够代表头顶长着双角 的 人类 。 | |||
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在这片 由 玻璃碎片而点缀的世界之中 ，她 确实花了不少 的 时间去观察、分类那些回忆。<br> 毕竟说到底， 那 些碎片中的各种回忆 是这 世界 里 唯一能够吸引住她 的 事物 。<br> 她就 这 样保存它们，像 是 记录情报一般 。<br> 不容置 疑的 是 ， 这些记录根本 丝 毫无法证实 她 所属的种族位于任何领域 的 存 在 性 。<br><br> 她所属 的 种族是……？<br> 种族……种族？如此假设 究竟 合 理 吗 ？<br> 难道说， 她 活着 的 时候也曾身为 “ 哪一种族 的 成员 ”， 参与着 某 种 不 可告人的心灵园艺 ？<br> 这也并 不 意味着那些过往要放在此时还 会 显得有多重要 ，<br> 但说不定尝试弄清那些往事就能离彻底唤醒旧时的 “ 她 ” 更进 一 步 。<br> ……也就是诸如此类的想法。管它那么多 呢 。<br><br> 此时此刻 ， 该去尝试对那几团玻璃碎片做 一 番鉴定了 一一<br> 那 片 被 她 称之 为 「家」的Arcaea究竟处在 何 方 ， 有哪些碎片仍旧残存 ， 又有哪些是新出现的 ……<br> 这样想着 的她 从灯塔上踱步而下 ， 随时准备开始 新 一轮 的 例行公事 。 | |||
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But this isn't what death was meant to be.<br><br>There was no mystery to it in her life: what happened to the dead was what happened. There was<br>no "next world", only that which you were born in, lived in, and died in. Something like heaven...<br>hell... even purgatory: these were moralists' tales which only seemed valid in the most ancient of<br>times.<br><br>So what is this place? What is this mysterious realm that she one day awakened to?<br>What might it be? What might it be?<br><br>Well... does it really matter? | |||
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"Hm..."<br><br>She sits knees-up on top of a lighthouse, overlooking a desert. White. White, and more white...<br>and there, glass. "Arcaea" is its name. With her chin in her hand, she casts a languid gaze toward a<br>bridge extending left. She doesn't know where that one goes.<br><br>"Phew..." She exhales and stands, taking the scythe from off her hip. It doesn't work quite the same<br>here, but she can still utilize it for travel. Unconsciously, she brushes her bangs the other way. In<br>doing so she grazes the front side of her left horn with her fingertips.<br><br>Right... right. To this day, of all the memories she can find within the Arcaea... she hasn't found a<br>single one with any horned humans represented. | |||
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With these memories being really the only attention-grabbers in this world fashioned from glass,<br>she's spent quite a bit of time watching and cataloguing them. Keeping them, like records. And<br>indeed, those records don't even hint at her race having ever existed anywhere.<br><br>Her race is... Race... Race? Is that a safe assumption to make? Was she part of a "people" when she<br>was alive, participating in spiritual horticulture? Not that it matters now, but perhaps remembering<br>more clearly will unlock more of her old self... Something like that, anyway.<br><br>For now, it's time to evaluate which shards of glass have left the part of Arcaea she calls home,<br>which have remained, and which are new. She moves to step from the lighthouse, ready for her<br>new routine.}} | |||
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那把镰刀 ，—— 确实仍能用于飞行 。<br><br> | |||
若联想女巫总无精打采地横坐在扫帚柄上四处飞行 ， 这 一 场景用于形容少女现在的模 样 简直在合适 不过 。<br> | |||
这位年轻 的 女孩沿 着下 方那条破败 不 堪 的 残毁大街飞驰而下 ，<br> | |||
身体斜后方那竖直立起 的 长刃随着飞行方向 的 改变而挪动 。<br> | |||
她早已能够随心所欲地操纵镰刀飞行 。<br><br> | |||
在飞行途中 ， 她望向了某一团紊乱无章的飞舞碎片。这群玻璃碎片宛若 一 条悬河，也顺 着 大路流淌向前 。<br> | |||
自 从 她 来到这 地方 后，那群碎片的成员便再无增减 。<br> | |||
每日都对此进行检查的少女，认为这种情况难免显得异乎寻常。<br> | |||
直至今天， 这 条闪闪发光 的 溪流也同往日一般 ， 包含着与前日完美一致 的 回忆内 容。<br><br> | |||
尽是些彼此之间毫 无 联系 ， 也丝毫 无法 衔接 的 各种回忆 。<br> | |||
娱乐、音乐、忧伤 ， 以及 那 些庞大却敏捷迅速 的 怪异机械 …… 倒 不 如说 ， 这也算是一种折衷 的 不寻常搭配 。<br> | |||
每当想到这些 看 似没有关联的事物可能是相通 的， 事情就会变得有趣几分 。<br><br> | |||
她在寻找自己最钟意的回忆 。 | |||
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当然，在无数回忆中寻找自己正在渴求的那一段 ， 无疑是海底捞针 。<br> | |||
但事实上 ， 那对象 就 在此处——而且，它似乎也喜欢着她。<br><br> | |||
那 一片玻璃脱离了碎片的队列，于少女滑翔之时靠近了她 。<br> | |||
她微微地笑 着， 将右手从镰刀上举起，用掌心去迎接那一片碎片 。<br><br> | |||
它所蕴含的那段回忆中——<br> | |||
一支小巧玲珑的手工竖笛的制作马上就要大功告成。制作这支乐器耗费了多少个分秒日月 ……<br> | |||
尽管如此 ， 那位雕刻师却将全部 的情 感凝聚在 了 这最后时刻 。 这一刻终于要来临了 。<br><br> | |||
他 试着吹奏 了 一个音符 ， 随之奏响的音符不禁让 他 眉头一皱。简直糟透 了。<br><br> | |||
还好 ， 至少能顺利奏出音色 。 | |||
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尽管这段记忆标志着一段艰辛旅程的结局，却 也 象征着另 一 端更为宏图大志的旅途即 将 开始 。<br><br> | |||
还真是异样 的 处境呢 ……<br><br> | |||
实不相瞒——隶属于同一团块 的 其他碎片所蕴含的特殊性质，自然 也 是毫不逊色 。 | |||
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It does still fly: the scythe.<br><br>Sitting on the length of the handle as a witch might lackadaisically sit on a broom, the young<br>woman rides down a broken, shambled street. The blade sits upright beside and behind her,<br>shifting for every swivel and turn. Her movements are smooth and completely ingrained.<br><br>As she goes, she looks upon a particular jumble of flying glass. This one runs alongside and above<br>the road like a river, and since her arrival it has not once lost or gained any memories for its flock.<br>This being so peculiar, she checks it every day. Today, too, the memories that glint within each are<br>all ones she has seen before.<br><br>Unrelated, unconnected memories of play, song, sadness, strange machines both enormous and<br>fast... It's really a rather eclectic mix, making the fact that they're seemingly unconnected very<br>interesting.<br><br>She looks for the memory that she likes the most. | |||
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Of course, finding a specific memory within a crowd is similar to seeking a needle in a stack of hay.<br>But the one here—it likes her in return.<br><br>A piece of glass breaks from the chain, and it approaches her as she glides on. She smiles faintly,<br>lifting her right hand from her scythe so that the piece can come to rest over her palm.<br><br>In it is the final moment of a small hand-crafted flute's creation. Making the instrument had been<br>a labor of many minutes, hours, days and months, but the carver who'd done it had condensed all<br>his feeling into this single moment. It all came to this.<br><br>He plays a note, and the tone makes him wince. Terrible.<br><br>But it does work. | |||
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Though this memory marked the end of an arduous journey,<br>it also marked the beginning of an even grander one.<br><br>Such a curious position...<br><br>Truly—and the others it shares a crowd with are special indeed.}} | |||
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那一段回忆 ， 确是珍贵 。<br><br> | |||
当 然 ，前提是它的确配得上“珍贵”二字——这碎片似乎更像是在某一刻主动追随 起 了少女 。<br> | |||
第一次拥有宠物的回忆、生存与献祭的回忆、第一次道出某个词语的回忆，<br> | |||
甚至哪怕是一次鼓舞人心的演讲 ， 一次重要 的 私人谈话……<br> | |||
偶尔少女会在它们 一 旁漫步而过 ， 或是骑着镰刀 飞 掠附近地带。届时 ， 这些意义非凡 的 回忆便会跟随起她 。<br><br> | |||
少女却 对 此漠不关 心。<br> | |||
让她真正心感欢喜的，是眼前这些性质格外独特的回忆被安然保存于此地的事实。<br> | |||
这当然十分美妙 ，只 不过在这后面还有更加精彩的事情 。<br><br> | |||
Arcaea 的 世界就好像是一座储存 着 各类回忆的宏大档案馆 。<br> | |||
像是牙痛的回忆、美食的回忆、骑马的回忆、不小心将牛奶打翻 的 回忆……<br> | |||
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而正是这每 一 片看似微不足道的记忆碎片 —— 甚至连那些极端特殊的个体也 在 内 ——<br> | |||
成功塑造起 了 那 一 位又一位人物形象，她心中如此想到。<br> | |||
不仅如此，这些碎片更是那些故往世人曾切切实实活过 的 唯一证明 。<br><br> | |||
纪念碑与坟墓以回忆之名于大地建造而起，也以逝去的记忆为名继续留 在 世间……<br> | |||
如同 她 于Arcaea内所 见 证 的 一样， 失 去记忆有时比死亡本身更让人难以接受 ， 也令人倍感伤痛 。<br><br> | |||
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她 静悄悄地 停 止 了 前行 ， 缓步走入 一 片看上去曾是座中心广场 的 城镇地带 。<br> | |||
在这里 ， 不可胜数 的 玻璃碎片正漂泊于半空之中 。 这一场景就好像 ……<br> | |||
可以说，这里对她而言就是一座花园——<br> | |||
当 然， 这 儿 的 “植物”都并非土生土长，而全是外来物种。<br><br> | |||
她对这里 的 所有碎片都视同一律 。 这些Arcaea所包含的回忆 ， 便 是她 心中认定的「家」 。<br> | |||
在这里 苏醒 过来的 时 候 ，她 其实并未享受到这群碎片的陪伴：它们都是直到后来才流浪至她 的 视界之中 。 | |||
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“ …… 哼嗯 。 ”<br> | |||
她 用鼻子轻轻吐气，心不在焉地盘点这些碎片 的 数量 。<br> | |||
它们通常都不会自主离开 ， 却时常不小心飘 到 别处去 ……<br><br> | |||
而这一 现象 令她开始感到担忧 。<br><br> | |||
……在 这 些犹如玻璃一般脆弱的Arcaea之中 ， 究竟存 在着 什么意义?<br><br> | |||
从前活着 的 时候 ，她 早已学 会 不 将 过多 的 疑问牵挂于心头 。 | |||
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That memory is precious.<br><br>In fact, if it can be called "precious", more likely than not it has found its way to her at some point.<br>Memories of first pets, of one's survival and another's sacrifice, of first words, of inspiring speeches,<br>of important and private talks... Sometimes, when she is strolling or riding by, these significant<br>memories will just begin following her.<br><br>She doesn't mind. She likes that memories so special were kept safe in this curious place. That is a<br>good thing, but there is something better.<br><br>The world of Arcaea serves as an archive to memories of any sort. A memory of a toothache, a<br>memory of a good meal, a memory of a horse ride, a memory of spilled milk. Whatever it is, if it was<br>remembered, then it is here. | |||
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And it is really every one of those memories, along with those standouts among them, that shape<br>a man or woman, she thinks. Not only that, but they serve as the only real evidence that a person<br>ever was alive.<br><br>Monuments and graves are erected in the name of memory, and as for the loss of memory... as she<br>has seen within the Arcaea, that is something at times more tragic and difficult to accept than death.<br><br>"..."<br><br>She quietly comes to a stop, stepping down onto what looks to have once been a town square.<br>Here, innumerable pieces of glass drift through the air. It's something like... well, the appropriate<br>term for her might be a garden, though one with every "plant" brought in instead of grown natively.<br><br>She tends to them all the same. These are the memories she has found in what she considers to be<br>her "home" part of Arcaea. These specific shards are those which were not there when she first<br>awakened. They'd drifted in. | |||
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"...Hmph," she sniffs, absently taking stock of the pieces.<br>They don't usually leave, but sometimes they wander off...<br><br>And that worries her.<br><br>...Is there meaning in the Arcaea being in the form of something as fragile as glass?<br><br>...Back in life, she learned not to ask many questions.}} | |||
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“ | “ 呵 ？”<br><br> 即使目光仍旧停留于前上方的Arcaea， 她的 视线却在刹那间絮乱了 。<br><br> ……它 是 从哪里来 的？<br><br> 那微小的事实就这样没有预兆地乍 然 跃入她的思绪，仿佛一位端庄有礼的绅士要前来拜访……<br> 尽管它显然是以微缩记忆的形态存在 着。<br><br> 起初，她甚至无法确定它 是 否真实存在。<br>但在她屡屡沉思了一番后……绝对没错 ， 她明白这是事实 。<br><br>她 以此回忆起这段故事 。<br> 这段故事……它曾存在过 。 | ||
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夜幕悠然。倾听灵魂溪流的潺潺流水声， 她 正端坐一对远古巨树之下 ， 与自己的那位同事进行畅谈 。<br><br>“ 身处此类悖论中，你终将学会对它进行深刻思考， ”他 讲述道 ，<br> “或许你固然会认为每 一 条生命都是无价 的 ；<br> 可与此同时，繁琐沉闷的日常工作还是会让那些事物逐渐褪色为单纯的数字。<br>不 论那些数字是相对比较高的，抑或是比较低 的 ……<br> 这并不意味着你 就 该停止为此倾 注 心 意 ——倒不如说 …… 过量地眷注所有事情，<br> 你的 外在却反而会被打磨得愈加冰冷 。”<br><br>“ 但这并没有关系啊， ”他 信誓旦旦地向她说道，朝那溪流露出一抹疲倦的笑容，<br> “ 过分存眷于那些事情，确实会把你的内心撕裂得狼狈 不 堪。在你前往「山谷」的那时候 ，<br>究竟是什么理由促使你决心踏上 这 条道路？ ”<br><br> 她对此做出 了 回答 。<br><br>“ 看吧？其实 我 们每个人都会 这 样说。 ”<br>他给予了答复。而她 ， 始终未曾忘却下一刻他那格外平静的话语声 。<br> “ 将那一点永远铭记于心，你就不会再迷茫 。” | |||
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只是，这段故事 在这 里就迎来了结尾——没有分毫遗漏，这便是故 事的 全部。<br> 她将视线重新转向头顶上方那片凌冽 的 空白 。<br> 将那一点永远铭记于心？铭记那一点……铭记……哪一点？到底要记住 什么？<br><br> “ 我 居然……将那件事忘记了。 ”<br> 她轻声说道，可自舌根 说 出每一个字眼 的 时刻 ， 都艰难到无法想象 。<br><br> 他说得完全正确。如今她已经能深刻体会到正构建于自己视界之中的一切：<br> 那一丝单调却又伴随着温暖的哀思，环绕象征悲伤的启示而至。<br>这 一小片拼图确是让她进一步见证 了 自己在世之时的回忆——但它早已残破不堪，<br> 而且根本无法回答那一系列肆虐着她的困惑分毫。<br> 她近乎心死 。 这种程度的 痛苦 ，令人根本无法承受。<br><br> 知晓 你 根本 不是 完整的自己——这样 的 痛楚，究竟有任何文字能够形容吗？ | |||
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置身于玻璃云团之下 的 她紧紧闭起了双眼，缓缓弯下腰来。<br>她将鼻梁沉重地埋在双手手掌之间，指关节死死抵在上眼眶。<br>她不会哭泣。她没有办法让自己这么做。若是在此处放纵泪水流淌，<br>她又将会回忆起多少层面 的 现实——那些她执意逃避的，残酷的现实。<br>她就这样静静地坐 在地 上 ， 紧咬 着 嘴唇不放，竭力屏住心中 的 悲痛 。<br><br>她不会哭泣。 她 当然不会落泪。不 是 吗 ？<br><br> 故此，那位形单影只的收割者能做的 ， 只有抱紧自己孤独的身躯 ， 在这个纯白 的 世界中默默地颤抖着 。<br> 她 的 鼻 中， 时不时传来轻柔的呼吸声。<br>她试图让自己的思绪不再徘徊于此——她不想再让思绪被这种事情侵占 了 。<br>只是 ， 试图使 自己 平静下来时，那思绪却还是会主动回到她脑海之中 。<br> 若眼前的全部 ， 便是「死亡」真实的样貌 ……<br><br>…… 那么 ， 她宁可忘却一切 。 | |||
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"Huh?"<br><br>Her gaze, still on the Arcaea above, is suddenly broken.<br><br>...Where did that come from?<br><br>Appearing on the shore of her thoughts suddenly, like a fair and gentle-seeming stranger,<br>was that little fact, in the form of a miniature memory.<br><br>She wasn't sure at first that it was even there, but as she thinks it over again and again...<br>she's sure of it.<br><br>She recalls this. This... it happened. | |||
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Sitting under a pair of quiet old trees, the Soul Stream having gone down, and night having risen,<br>she was speaking with her confrère...<br><br>"You learn to think of it in this sort of paradox," he'd said. "You think of all life as precious, but at<br>the same time the drudgery leaves it all as just numbers. Higher numbers, lower numbers. It isn't<br>like you stop caring; it's more as if, if anything, caring so much sharpens you into someone who<br>seems cold."<br><br>"But it's alright," he assured her, smiling weakly at the Stream. "Thinking too much about it will<br>probably tear you up inside. When you went to the Glen, what was the reason you gave for wanting<br>to walk this path?"<br><br>She answered.<br><br>"See? That's what we all say," he replied, and she recalls how calming his voice had been then.<br>"Just remember that, and you'll be fine." | |||
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But there it ends. That's it. Her gaze comes back to the sharp air above her. Just remember it? Just<br>remember it. Remember it. It... Remember what?<br><br>"I... don't remember," she whispers softly, but each word, each syllable falls heavily off her tongue.<br><br>He had been absolutely right. Now she can feel it, building in her eyes: the dull, warm grief that<br>comes with sad revelation. A new piece of her memory has shown itself to her, but it is crucially<br>broken, and without answers to the questions it has forced into her mind, her heart is killed.<br>The agony is nearly unbearable.<br><br>How do you put the pain of knowing you are not entirely yourself into proper words? | |||
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Under the cloud of glass, she shuts her eyes, bends her head, and puts the heel of her palm over<br>her nose, the underside of her fist against her skull. She won't cry. She can't let herself do something<br>like that. To cry here, at this, would open her to too many facets of reality she has chosen not to face.<br>She sits on the ground, sucking in her lips, tightening them.<br><br>She will not cry. Absolutely not. Okay?<br><br>So, gripping at herself and trembling in the world of white, the solitary reaper steadily breathes.<br>She tries not to dwell. She doesn't want to dwell. But, while calming herself, the thought can't help<br>but occur to her: that, if this is death...<br><br>...she would much rather have oblivion.}} | |||
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心智的崩坏终于使 她 平静了下来……多久 ， 她都比从前的任何时候表现得更加安静。<br><br>“ 不要将过多的疑问牵挂于心头 。”<br> 这一思想，便是那段记忆的核心要素——而她在一番深思后才觉察到，<br> 这更是 她 往昔至今始终尝试追循的信条守则 。<br><br> 然而时至今日 ， 她的那些尝试都未免显得心不在焉 。 那一段古老的回忆始终令她魂牵梦绕 ， 难以忘怀 。<br> 她固然完全 不 打算去遗忘那段故事——却还是忘记了过多除此之外的事物 …… 她终究意识到 ，<br> 自己 已经变成 了一 具残缺的躯壳。<br><br>这种事情 ， 还 是 忘却为好。 | |||
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今日 ， 她又 一 次 将 那些迷途 的 回忆引领至这片广场；<br> 她试图 将 这一举动当成例行公事 ， 等其 成 为生活习惯，再等其转变为顺理成章之事 。<br> 或许乏味会在她落入那潜藏于安详 地 面正下方的深坑之前牵扯住 她前 进的脚步——若非如此 ，<br> 那不断呼唤着她的焦油陷坑终会让失足的她被不幸的感受所淹没。<br>她真切地认为——若感受那些事物所带来的只有痛苦——比起 “ 感受” ， 果然“遗忘”才 是 更好的选择 。<br><br>就在她如此引导着 这 群Arcaea残片的时候，<br> 其中的某片忽然以一种特别的形式反射 了 源自天空的光线，以至于她条件反射地望向了它 。<br>她 几乎 没 去多想 ， 随即将那 碎片 召至 了 自己面前 。<br><br> 反射的场景：一个孩子正懒洋洋地蹲在路边 ， 用双手遮罩着什么物体。<br> 在她 的手掌周围 ， 小小的蚂蚁们显然对 她 藏在手心侧的事物感 到 十分好奇，却还是害羞得四散而逃。<br><br> 这名收割者将更多的集中力投予这段回忆 ， 继而发现那孩子掩藏 的 事物其实是一只受伤的无花果甲虫 。<br> 在一番 思 虑过后 ， 那女孩便用双手捧起 了 那小小 的 存在，从 地 上站起了身 。<br><br> 这便是全部。 | |||
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许久，这位年轻的观众都处于呆滞状态。可接着，她便傻笑起来。<br><br> 这还真的……是一段毫无意义的回忆。<br><br> 那只甲虫的伤痊愈了吗？那孩子活了多久？多少年月，她将这段故事铭记于心？<br><br> 全然是件愚笨而无关紧要的小事……<br><br> 少女轻笑了起来。<br><br> 真的挺讽刺的，不是吗？<br> 铭记某样事物，却使她遗忘了关于自己为何身于此处的揣测。<br><br>Arcaea是记忆的世界。<br>这些记忆隶属于死者？抑或是尚在之人？又有谁能回答这个问题呢？<br>不论谜底为何，这世界保存着那些任何人或许都会忘却的过去。<br>灵魂消散、肉身腐朽、石碑碎裂、大地风化……任凭时光流逝，Arcaea都完好无缺地保存着一切。 | |||
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少女已然只身一人。她在此处并未拥有同事，也不存在什么需要起床做任何工作的理由。<br> 但这并不代表她什么都不会做。<br><br> 此时此刻，她便身在此地。她过去的生命已经到达尽头。<br> 仅仅如此。<br><br> 但她难道仍有权利掌控一切吗？她依然能感知到自己的职责。<br> 她依然无法回忆起自己给予的那个答案——那个使她成为一位灵魂守护者的理由。<br> 但无论谜底究竟是什么……有一种无形的力量使她坚信，哪怕心灵早已残缺不堪，但当她再次遇到那个问题时，<br> 一定也会给出与曾经完整的自己相同的理由。<br><br> 世人本就无法预言未来。一向如此。<br><br> 无论生命还是回忆，都可能在转瞬间灰飞烟灭……但在此处不一样。<br> 她可能会忘却属于自己的回忆，可面前这些回忆不会消逝。<br> 由一位“灵魂的守护者”正式转变为“回忆的守护者”——她觉得这听上去十分美好。 | |||
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没错。你们将一直被深深铭记——<br><br> 只要我仍伫立于此。 | |||
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The break that occurred within her left her quiet... quieter than usual for what could amount to<br>days.<br><br>The key element of that memory—the idea that one was better off not asking many questions—<br>is something that in her contemplation she realized she was attempting to adhere to all this time.<br><br>Her attempts, however, had been half-hearted. That taste of an old memory was too intoxicating<br>to forget. Indeed, she refused to forget—but having forgotten so much else… she'd realized she<br>was a broken half-shell of a person.<br><br>Forget it. | |||
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She is once again guiding vagrant memories to the square today; trying to make this into routine,<br>which will turn to habit, which will turn to nature. Perhaps tedium can rescue her from the cavern<br>always lurking just under the surface: the tar pit of miserable feelings endlessly calling to her.<br>Better oblivion, she thinks sincerely, than to feel—if feeling means only grief.<br><br>And, while conducting the shards of Arcaea, one catches the light of the sky in such a way that she<br>is reflexively bidden to look at it. Without thinking much of it, she brings this shard close.<br><br>The reflection: a crouching, slouched child covering something off the side of a road with her hands.<br>Outside her hands, ants shy away, though they seem clearly interested in whatever she's hiding.<br><br>The reaper gives the memory more of her attention, and finds that what the child is hiding is a<br>wounded jade beetle. After a moment of contemplation, the girl scoops up the small thing in both<br>of her hands and stands up.<br><br>That's all. | |||
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The young observer is motionless for a moment, but then she smirks.<br><br>That's such an... absolutely pointless memory.<br><br>Did the beetle recover? How long did that child live for? How long did she hold on to this memory?<br><br>Stupid little thing...<br><br>The girl chuckles.<br><br>It's ironic, isn't it... Remembering something had made her forget why she believed she was here.<br><br>Arcaea is a world of memories. Of the dead? Of those still alive? Who can say? Regardless, it keeps<br>old stories that anyone could forget. Past expiration of mind, body, monument, or land: however it<br>works, Arcaea steadfastly keeps all. | |||
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The girl is alone. She has no confrère here, and she was given no reason to do anything when she<br>woke up. But that doesn't mean that she was to do nothing.<br><br>She is here, now. Her old life is over. That's it.<br><br>But doesn't she still have control? She still feels responsible. She doesn't remember the answer<br>she gave, as to why she sought to be a tender of souls, but whatever it was... something tells her<br>that the broken her of now would give the same reason as the complete her from then.<br><br>There is no telling what will happen, ever.<br><br>Lives and memories can vanish in a second… but not here. Her memories may be lost, but these<br>will not be. "Tender of Souls" to "Tender of Memories"; she thinks that has a nice sound to it. | |||
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Absolutely. You will all be remembered forever.<br><br>So long as I am here.}} | |||
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解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br>解锁要求： | 解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br>解锁要求：通过[[Alice à la mode]] | ||
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在丛生的林木与鲜花之间有 一 片昏 暗的 花园 。<br><br> 一 张银色的蛛网在玻璃 的 角落处闪烁 着 微光 。 哦，那是玻璃吗？<br> 看起来倒更像是石头 ， 不过 这个 独特世界 的 运作机制比任何其它 的 世界都要怪异 。<br> 来自异界的现实通过空中漫舞 的 碎 片 渗入 这里， 将五彩斑斓 的记忆 投影到荒芜 的 白色大地 。<br> 周围是紫水晶构成 的 立柱，满溢出整个地 面 的光芒让它们也晶莹靓丽 。<br><br> 她坐在浅绿色 的 精美椅子上，面前 是 同样浅绿色的小桌 。<br>她一 只手伸 在 身旁的行李箱上，食指随意地沿着皮箱的顶部划动。 这里 别无他人 。<br><br> “我们该走 了， 爱丽丝 。 ”<br><br> “这 里 没有别人” —— 然而 这 里确是有一 个 “别 人”的 。 | |||
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他就在这儿，像往常一样端着茶杯，在她转过目光的片刻便又准备好了香茶。她将手掌抚在行李箱上 。<br><br> “你听到 了 吗？”她问道 。<br><br> 他转 头 仔细聆听 ，然后 才答道：“我什么都没听见 。 ”<br><br>她 举起另一只手 ， 手肘 放 在桌上， 身 体前倾，眉眼低垂，慵懒地望着桌子，用手托起下巴 。<br> “那 就 对 了 ”， 她 说道 。“ 这个 …… 或者说 ， 这些……很安静 。”<br><br>“那 又怎么样呢？ ” | |||
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“ | “ 上一次是什 么 时候呢！ ？”她 略微提高了音调 ， 用这种语气表达 着 他这个问题的荒谬 。<br> “赏心悦目的寂静风景……看看这片花园 ， 坦尼尔 。这 幅景观很……俊美 。 ”<br> 她的手从行李箱上举 起， 指向了两人面前淡入淡出 的 昏暗原野 ， 以及阴影中点缀着 的 天蓝花朵 。<br><br>“ 我， ” 坦尼尔开口了，他腰板一直，将茶杯指向自己 道 ，“这样子就很俊美 。 ”<br><br> 这般自吹自擂让她皱起了眉头 。<br><br> 爱丽丝开口 了， 她倾身指向 他 ：“给我闭嘴 。 ”<br><br>“ 何等粗鲁，何等失态。 ” 他无谓地回嘴。 她 一边摇头一边小声抱怨 着 ，又靠 回 了椅子 。 | ||
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具体来说，距离她被困在这个世界、无法去往其它世界已经过去多久 了 呢？<br><br> 她的护花使者坦尼尔 一 路上 都 追随着她，还坚定地宣称： “我 无法与你分离。 ”<br><br> 不过很大程度上，这件事被证明是个麻烦。她正盯着他 。<br> 一只橙黑相间的蝴蝶飘过他的眼前，随后他将注意力转 向 了自己 的 茶杯 。<br> 然后，他一口 都 未品尝 ， 便将杯中 的 液体泼到了地上 。<br>一 个非常非常寻常的行为——事 实 上 ， 坦尼尔一直如此。<br> 他张开了嘴，倒不 是 为了舔舐杯中 的 残香，而是打算说话 。<br> “我们真的该走了”，爱丽丝先发制 人。 “这就是你想说的，对吧？” | |||
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“如果你明白，那我们 就 动身吧。”他说道 。<br><br> 她听从 了 他 。 她觉得， 他 行事从不会毫 无 理由 。<br> 于是 她 站了起来，跟着 他 迈向白色的地平线 。<br> 在 两人穿行的路上 ， 记忆若隐若现 。 它融化、滴落 ，然后 消失于无形 。<br> 不过蝴蝶却是例外，它在 她 的肩膀处 一 路随行 。<br>坦尼尔 姑且又关注了它 一 下 。 不过，它也终将淡去——<br><br> 所有的记 忆 都将淡去 。}} | |||
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A dark garden betwixt forest and flowers.<br><br>A silver web glints in a corner of glass. Well, is it glass? More likely it's stone, but this particular world<br>operates more strangely than any other. Reality bleeds in from elsewhere, through floating shards<br>that fill the air, projecting colorful memory into lands of ruin and white. Now there are pillars of<br>amethyst, glowing from a light beneath that fills the entire floor.<br><br>She sits in a fanciful, pale green chair, before a small and pale-green table, her hand atop her<br>suitcase which rests beside her. She drags her finger down the leather of its top. There are no other<br>people here.<br><br>"We should leave, Alice."<br><br>"No other people"—but there is at least one other person. | |||
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He's here, holding tea as he often is, having again prepared it when her eyes were turned away.<br>She lays her palm on her suitcase.<br><br>"You hear that?" she asks.<br><br>He tilts his head, listening closely before replying: "I hear nothing."<br><br>Lifting her other arm, she rests her elbow on the table, slouches forward, and props her chin up<br>with her hand. "That's right," she says, "in this one... or these ones... it's quiet."<br><br>"And what should that matter?" | |||
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"When was the last!?" she slightly raises her voice, telling him with its tone that she finds his question<br>absurd. "Silence and a pleasant view... Look at the gardens, Tenniel. This landscape is... handsome."<br>She picks up her hand from her suitcase and indicates the dark wilds fading in and out before them,<br>and to the sky-blue flowers dotting the shade.<br><br>"I," Tenniel starts, gesturing toward himself with his teacup, "am handsome."<br><br>Her brow twitches at the gall.<br><br>"Shut," Alice starts, gesturing toward him with her hand, "up."<br><br>"Terribly rude. Awfully rude," he notes. She shakes her head, grumbles, and leans back in her seat. | |||
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Precisely how long has she been stuck in this world, unable to travel to any others?<br><br>Forever, the ward Tenniel has been with her, steadfast in his claims of "I cannot be apart from you."<br><br>However, that largely proves itself to be a pain. She looks at him now. A black and orange butterfly<br>flutters past his eyes, and after it passes he looks into his cup. Then, he tosses the cup's contents<br>to the ground, having not drunk even a sip of it. A very, very usual habit—in fact, consistent Tenniel<br>behavior.<br><br>He opens his mouth, not to lap the dregs, but to speak. "We really should go," says Alice,<br>preempting him. "That's what you want to say, isn't it?" | |||
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"If you understand, let us take care," he says.<br><br>And she listens to him. He never seems, she thinks, entirely without reason. So she stands and follows<br>him to the white horizon. The memory fades around them as they pass. It melts and drips, all, into<br>nothing. All except the butterfly, which flies along at her shoulder. For now, Tenniel watches it again.<br>But it will fade, too—<br><br>All memories do.}} | |||
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解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br> 解锁要求：采用[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]]通过[[Eccentric Tale]] | |||
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所以，这里究竟是哪里？ 什么才是 “ 真实 ” ？<br><br> 的确，她曾经遍行于无数世界之间。<br><br> 她现在也依然如此。对她来说，这是与生俱来的习惯 ， 犹如进食和饮水一般 。<br> 但在她发现最后踏足的这片境界之后 ， 上述两点好像就没 那么 必要了 。<br> 在 以 前，在来到Arcaea之前 ，她 见识过无数的地方，各种奇形怪状的植物和形形色色 的 人物 。<br> 人可以想象出的 一 切，包括幻想生物和魔法 ， 也都只 是 她目睹并记录过 的 东西 。<br> 对于一个……“超次元”百科全书？<br> 不管 是 什么（似乎已经被遗忘了）， 这 份工作的特性让她一直都保持着新鲜感和安定感，然而 …… | |||
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这个世界实在是过于特殊 。<br> 其它世界的记忆纷至沓 来 ，且不仅以影像 的 形式呈现 。<br> 她可以听见那些地方的声音 …… 闻 到 异域的气息……品尝那些记忆的甘苦 ， 甚至从它们身上获得真实 的 触感 。<br> 那么问题随之出现：什么是真实？在Arcaea这样的世界， 她 认为 这 是一个至关 重 要的问题 。<br><br> 如果……这种全方位的体验只能持续有限的时间 ， 那么它究竟是虚幻还是 真 实？<br> 尽管 她 曾周游四方 ， 但记忆中却并无这样 的 世界 。 它的存在目的究竟为何？ | |||
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于是毫无征兆亦无缘由地，她询问自己的同伴：<br> “那么……真相是什么，坦尼尔？我们怎样才能判断这里是否真实？”<br><br> “这里是真实的”，他一边从杯中洒出茶水，一边说道。<br> “因为你所有的感官都‘认为’这里是真实的。为什么要担心这是某种诡计或者幻象呢？<br> 为什么你要质疑自己亲手触摸到的东西呢，爱丽丝？这就足够了。”<br><br> “好吧”，她结束了自己的发言。在他这样的状态下，说什么都没有意义的。<br><br> “不说话了么，那就看这里”，他指着地面说道。<br> 两人步入了一个篝火的记忆中，坦尼尔的茶水浇灭了火焰。<br> “这究竟是个什么原理？”他疑惑道。<br><br> “你问我？”爱丽丝觉得莫名其妙。<br><br>“我毁了他们的派对……”她的同伴低语道。<br><br>“记忆很快就会淡去，没什么值得你自责的，坦尼尔。” | |||
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“我们看到的都是真实的，爱丽丝。就算你没看到某个东西，难道它就不复存在了吗？<br>当然不会。不过，那个篝火确实被我弄得不复存在了。”<br><br>“你以后不要乱洒茶水了。”<br><br>“我会留下一封道歉信。”<br><br>“给谁看呢！这里一个人都没有！”<br><br>坦尼尔挤眉弄眼地笑着，又嗖地一下掏出便签和笔。她一边低声抱怨着，一边在他书写时努力压制着笑意。<br><br>在这个片刻，她想起了自己为何从不质疑同伴。不过，最近她很少这样了。“最近”，她想着……<br><br>在开始的时候……有什么不一样吗？<br><br> 她只思考了一小会儿，路上的新景色就分散了她的注意力。她忘却了这个问题。<br><br> 于是时光继续流逝。}} | |||
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So, what is this place? And what is "real"?<br><br>This is true: she once walked between worlds.<br><br>She still does. For her, this is an aspect of life as normal as eating or drinking, not that she has had<br>need of either since finding this latest realm. In the past, before Arcaea, it was countless how many<br>new places she'd seen, how many strange plants and people she had found.<br><br>Fantastic creatures, magic too, everything one could ever imagine: she has seen it, and recorded it.<br>For... an "inter-dimensional" encyclopedia? Whatever it was (it seems to have been lost).<br>The nature of the work keeps her profession fresh, certainly, but... | |||
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This world really is terribly unique. The memories of further worlds dance into this one, and not as<br>mere images, either. You can hear the other places... smell the foreign nature... taste from these<br>memories, and touch them as if they're real. Therefore it begs the question: what is real?<br>In a world such as Arcaea, she feels that is a very important question to ask.<br><br>If... it can be experienced fully, but only for a limited time, is it an illusion or is it valid?<br>Well-traveled though she is, nothing in her memory tells of a world like this.<br>What is the purpose of it? | |||
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So she asks her companion: without flare, without context. "So... what is reality, Tenniel? How can<br>we know that here is real?"<br><br>"It's real," he says, as he casts tea from his cup, "because every sense of yours 'knows' that it's real.<br>Why do you wonder about artifice or illusion? Why do you question even what you can touch with<br>your own hands, Alice? That should be enough."<br><br>"Fine," she replies with finality. It is worthless when he gets like this.<br><br>"If that is over with, look there," he says, and he points to the ground. They had wandered into<br>memory of a campfire, and Tenniel's tea had doused the flame.<br>"How the devil does that work?" he asked.<br><br>"You're asking me?" replies Alice, incredulous.<br><br>"I've ruined their party..." mutters her companion.<br><br>"The memory will fade soon, so there's nothing to be glum over, Tenniel." | |||
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"What we see is real, Alice. And when you stop looking at something, does it cease to be? Of course it<br>doesn't. That fire has ceased by my hand, though."<br><br>"You need to stop spilling tea everywhere."<br><br>"I will leave an apology."<br><br>"No one will see it! No one is here!"<br><br>Tenniel smirks while whipping out a pad and pen.<br>She groans, and tries not to smile herself as he writes. | |||
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It's a moment that reminds her why she never questions his company. But, it's a moment rare of late.<br>"Of late", she thinks...<br><br>In the beginning... was it different?<br><br>She ponders for a little while, but new scenery distracts her as they walk. She forgets to wonder.<br><br>And the day goes on.}} | |||
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解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]]通过[[Alice à la mode]] | |||
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他从来不会真的“撒谎”。<br><br> 他对自己所知的事物如数家珍，就好像呼吸一样理所当然——虽然他根本就无需呼吸。<br><br>或者说，就好像进食和饮水一样理所当然，虽然他也无需进食和饮水。<br><br>不过理所当然地，他还是会陪伴并保护她……<br><br> ……真实会给人以纯粹且几乎无可动摇的舒适。 | |||
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所见所感即真实。看到和感知到的是真实存在的，这意味着真相。<br> 真相带来安心感。如果没有了它，只剩下未知，恐惧就会席卷而来。<br> 或者，来的也许是更糟糕的东西：不应得知的真相，令人受伤的真相。<br><br> 人会发现自己无法做到想做到的事情，遇到不可避免的结局。<br> 那样的真相只会让人深陷痛苦。<br><br> 不过，他不会撒谎。 | |||
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没错，“他”一直都照看着她。<br><br> 的确，“他”总是会予以她自由，引领她前往新奇、有趣……不同的地方。<br><br> 这是真的，事实如此。<br><br> 他只想看到她的笑容。<br><br> 但他并非无心无念，他知道她所寻求的不止如此：那是无法看见的东西。<br><br> “……你偷偷摘的？”他问道。她将一朵花展现给他，那来自之前离开的花园记忆。<br> “你知道的，我喜欢它的颜色……淡色……”她不再隐藏，盯着花的眼神中充满着喜爱。<br> “它就像我们在其它世界里看到的天空”，她肯定地说道。“它叫什么名字？”<br><br> 他知道答案。 | |||
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“我 不 知道”，他答道 。 “它终究会消失 ，就 像所有东西那样 。 你没必要带着它 ， 爱丽丝 。 ”<br><br> “……也许吧，但我喜欢” ， 爱丽丝把这件他早已知晓 的 事情又告诉 了 他 。 “我觉 得 它 不 会消失 。 ”<br><br> 他凝视 的 目光飘向了别处 。 没有征兆 和 理由地 ， 他倒掉了茶 。 他也清楚地知道：<br><br> 她说的没错 ， 花不会消失 ， 而这正 是 他最为担心的 。 | |||
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“ | 他又告诉她： “ 你高兴就好 …… 爱丽丝。 ”<br><br>她也玩笑般地回应： “ 那当然！”， 一 边将花枝插 在了 耳边 。<br>她 态度高傲 地 宣称道：“你无法左 右 我 的 意志！ ”<br><br>坦尼尔轻叩着自己的胸口 ， 目光 中 并无焦点 。<br><br> 何等不幸……<br><br>她的 这句 话 也完全没错 。}} | ||
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Never does he really "lie".<br><br>He knows what he knows, just as well as one knows to draw breath—though he doesn't need to<br>breathe.<br><br>Or that one knows to feed, though he needs no food; to drink, though he needs no water.<br><br>Or, to remain at her side and shelter her, though...<br><br>...There is a raw and almost perfectly unshakable comfort in reality. | |||
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What exists is what you see and sense. Knowing that what you see and sense is real means that is<br>the truth. Having truth puts the mind at ease. Without it, with unknowns, you open yourself to fear.<br>Or to, perhaps, what is worse: truths you do not need to hear.<br><br>Truths that will damage you. To know you aren't capable of everything you wish to be capable of.<br>To know that there is an end, that it is inevitable. That truth, and truths like it, can make a person<br>truly suffer.<br><br>But, he does not lie. | |||
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It's true that "he" has always watched over her.<br><br>It's true that "he" has always given her freedom, and guided her into places that were exciting, new...<br>different.<br><br>That was real. That is.<br><br>He wants nothing more than her smile.<br><br>But with heaviness inside where a heart should be, he knows that she is seeking something more:<br>beyond what can be seen.<br><br>"...You hid that?" he asks, as she presents him a flower from the garden-memory they had left.<br><br>"You know, I love its color... pale..." she reveals, gazing upon it fondly. "It's like the skies we see in<br>other worlds," she asserts. "What's its name?"<br><br>He knows. | |||
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" | "I don't know," he says. "It will vanish, surely, as everything does. There is no need to keep it, Alice."<br><br>"...Perhaps no need, but I like it," Alice tells him, and he already knew this. "I think that it won't<br>disappear."<br><br>His gaze drifts away. With no rhyme or reason, he dumps his tea. He also knows this very well:<br><br>She is right: it won't. And that concerns him most of all. | ||
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He tells her, "Do as you like... Alice."<br><br>And she playfully fires back, "I will!" as she slips the flower behind her ear. With pompousness, she<br>declares: "You can't decide how I live!"<br><br>Tenniel taps his chest and gazes at nothing.<br><br>How unfortunate...<br><br>She is entirely right about that as well.}} | |||
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这 | 这 个世界不断地发生着神奇 的 变化和融合，让她为之着迷。<br>然而坦尼尔看起来并不怎么为之所动 。<br><br> 因此 ， 爱丽丝直接了当地询问了他：“你真 的 就毫无激情吗 ， 坦尼尔？”<br> 两人刚刚离开一个记忆场景 ， 那些飞翔 的 机器 就 洒下骇人的烈焰 ， 他们的背后只留下灼烧的悲叹 。<br><br> 面对询问 ， 他没心没肺地笑道 ：“ 我 从未 感到痛苦，从不 。 ”<br><br>面对回答，她只 是 淡漠地望着他 。<br><br> 他那锁紧 的 胸膛 里 肯定 藏着 什么。<br> 带着这种想法， 她 试图在他看到令人愉悦 的 事物时，<br> 找出他眼中 的 激情火花 ， 亦或 是 片刻 的 窒息、欢喜 的 面容 。 | ||
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她 | 有一天——如果在这个从无夜晚的世界里还有这种说法的话——他们遇见了一个旧画室的记忆。<br><br>在那里， 她 决定略施小计。趁着坦尼尔罕见 的 片刻失神 ， 她藏 到 了远处，小心翼翼地躲在了一扇门 的 后面 。<br> 当他意识到自己失去了她 的 踪迹后，他来回张望，又小声呼唤道：<br>“爱丽丝……？嗯，你肯 定 就在附近。没关 系， 没关系……”<br><br>她从 藏身处 看 着他走 过 落满灰尘 的 桌椅……最后停在一个摆放着画布 的 画架旁 。<br> 他查看了四周 ， 找到了一根炭笔 ， 然后就坐在了空白 的 画布前。随即 ， 他开始了绘画。<br>“ 戏耍 ” 他的那种微妙愉悦感开始消退 ， 她换上了平稳 的 心态来观察对方 。<br><br>没错……<br><br>当 她 当初 苏醒 在这个世界的 时 候……<br><br> 坦尼尔经常互换两人的帽子。他 会 和 她 打趣 ， 也总是会询问她 想 要做什么 。<br> 他还会频繁地引经据典，例如诗歌、散文之类。<br> 当 她 因苏醒在一个牢笼世界中而迷失无措时 ， 他曾引导过她 。<br> 以前的 他 略显憨傻 ， 却令 人 欣喜 。 | ||
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只是……很快……他就不再是那样 了。<br><br>她所认识的坦尼尔 如 今戴上了一张面具。 这 几乎成为了他 的 新面孔 ， 因此她 也 差点忘记了……<br><br> 他以前是喜欢艺术的，应该 没 记错吧？每当两人找到 有 关画廊 的记忆 ，他就会开始指点江山 ……<br><br> 现在他正摹绘着周围的景象，并在画布面前加 了一 个茶杯 。<br> 茶杯位于画布前面的地板上，而不是凳子上。<br> 这是他个人的创新，并不是实际场景的样子 。<br><br> 她在门后评论道：“画 的 真棒，坦尼尔 。 ”<br><br> 他慢慢停手，终于将炭笔放回了原处，又隔着自己的肩头回瞥了一眼 。<br><br>“ 只是模仿而已 ” ，他 说 道 。 | |||
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“ 但那是你想象出来的 ” ， 她 指着画作道。“那个茶杯 。 ”<br><br> “ …… 那是想象出来的 ， 没错 ” ，他承认道。 “…… 但我觉得你的想象力大概会比我更好吧，爱丽丝。 ”<br><br> 他又露出了微笑 。<br><br> 于是 她 回应道：“别管那种事情，哥哥。你 的 画技令人惊艳 ， 将它和我无暇 的 思维相比——”<br><br> 两人的气息为 之 一滞 ， 对望了 一眼 后 ， 他们 意 识 到 了 她 刚才所说的究 竟是 什么 。}} | |||
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The world shifts and blends fantastically, fascinating her always. Tenniel, however, never seems<br>very thrilled by it.<br><br>Therefore, as they leave the scene of a horrific fire spurred by flying machines, the last burning<br>wisps of tragic memory trailing behind them, Alice confronts him with a question:<br>"Have you no passion at all, Tenniel?"<br><br>To this, he smirks and says, "I never suffer, no."<br><br>To this, she looks at him dully.<br><br>He must have something in that tied up chest of his. With that in mind, she tries to catch any<br>sparkle in his eye, any breath cut short, any sort of pleased look—as he looks upon pleasant things. | |||
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One day—if time can be so divided in a world where night never comes—they come across the<br>memory of an old workshop.<br><br>There, she decides to hatch a little plan. In a rare moment of Tenniel's distraction, she hides away<br>from him, carefully, behind a door. When he realizes he's lost her, he glances back, forth, and there<br>mutters, "Alice...? Well, you must be nearby. Never mind it, never mind it..."<br><br>From her hiding place she watches him step past dusty tables and stools... until he reaches an easel,<br>upon which is a canvas. He checks the surroundings, finds a piece of charcoal, and sits at the stool<br>before the blank sheet. And, he sketches. The ticklish joy from "teasing" him begins to fade, and she<br>instead observes him steadily.<br><br>That's right...<br><br>When she first woke up in this world...<br><br>Tenniel would often change their hats. He would tease her and be sure to always ask what she<br>wanted to do. He also recited things—poetry, prose—very often. He oriented her, when she was so<br>disoriented by waking in a caged world. He was sillier, delightful. | |||
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But... rather quickly... he stopped all of that.<br><br>The Tenniel she knew now wore a mask. It had almost become his new face, and so she'd forgotten...<br><br>He did like art, didn't he? He used to remark on it whenever they found memories of galleries...<br><br>Now he sketches his surroundings, adding to them a teacup sitting on the floor before the canvas<br>instead of a stool. An invention of his own, not a part of the scene.<br><br>She remarks from behind the door, "That's very nice, Tenniel."<br><br>He slows to nothing, and rests the charcoal back where he found it. He glances over his shoulder.<br><br>"It's only an imitation," he says. | |||
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"But you imagined that," she says, pointing toward the sketch, "the cup."<br><br>"...It is imagined, yes," he admits. "...But I believe you likely have a better imagination than me, Alice."<br><br>He smiles, again.<br><br>And she replies, "Don't let it bother you, Brother. Your technique is impressive, and comparing it to<br>my flawless mind is—"<br><br>And they stop, and meet one another's eyes, as they both realize what it is that she just said.}} | |||
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解锁条件： | 解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br>解锁要求： 采用[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]] 通过[[Jump]] | ||
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“它 | “ ……将 它 和你无暇的思维相比 ， 然后呢？ ” 他问道 。<br><br>“ ……坦尼尔…… ”她 念着他 的 名字 。<br><br>“我的名字 可 不是动词。你刚才 的 对比具体是要表达什么呢？”他打趣道 。<br><br> 然 而 爱丽丝才不管这些 。 “坦尼尔！”<br> 她大喊着，气势汹汹地冲进了房间。 “ 你知道我刚才那样称呼你的原因，对吧！？ ”<br><br> “那是我的名字”，他回答道 。<br><br>“ 哥哥？”她 疑 惑 地 做出反应 。<br><br> “坦尼尔”，他微笑着坚称道 。 | ||
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“不是 那个 ！！” 她 吼叫着，又是挥拳又是跺脚 。 “我们 是 ……亲人！ ？ ”<br><br> “我喜欢——”坦尼尔坐在凳子上转过身。他看起 来 很满意的样子 ， 却显得令人讨厌 。<br> 但在他开口表述想法 之 前 ， 他又重新陷入了 思 考 。 他闭口不言，一边目光漂移 ， 一边露出一副怪异 的 苦脸。<br><br> “你现在又不说话了？” 她的 言语毫 不留 情。<br> “我就知道 ， 我没想错……！我都注意到了……你 是 最近才变成这样子 的。 ”<br><br> “变帅了？”他试图转移话题。“不 ， 我 一 直都 这 么——”<br><br> “坦尼尔，我现在 的 态度非 常 严肃 。 ”爱丽丝以冷漠 的 口吻打断了他 。<br><br>“我想要结束这场对话” ， 坦尼尔 说 道。“我 的 态度非常严肃 。 ” | |||
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“因为你在担心这件事？神神秘秘的 ， 到底是为什么？”<br>爱丽丝的气势并未松懈。 她 向屋子里又迈了几步，气愤地朝他说道：<br>“哥哥，我是这么称呼你 的， 而且态度相当真诚。这意味着什么？<br>你并非毫无意识，并非 一 无所知 ， 坦尼尔。你在这方面表现得相当明显。<br> 现在，我要求你 ， 必须把真相告诉我！”<br><br> “ 我不会说 的”， 他低吼着 。<br><br> “坦尼尔！”<br><br>“别说这件事 了 ！”<br><br> “我已经成年了。我可以面对痛苦 的 真相！”<br><br> “ 这 没有那 么 简单！”<br><br>“你又不是我父亲！”<br><br>“或许他真 的 当过你父亲呢！” | |||
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一 | 怒目的爱丽丝踏出的 一 只脚停 在 原地，愣愣地注视着已经起身的坦尼尔 。<br> 她 的 脑中高速处理着来自对 方的 信息 ， 却只 是 问出 了 一句话：“……什么 ？ ”<br><br> “啊……哦……天啊 ， 我竟然说出来了” ， 坦尼尔的自言自语几乎微不可闻。<br>他的眼中光芒闪 过， 然后他底下 了 头，让帽檐遮挡自己的眼神 。<br>“ 不，爱丽丝 …… 我 不 是你的哥哥 。 但我记得他 。 ”<br><br> “……继续” ， 爱丽丝 的 语气透露出坚定 。<br><br>她 的同伴从背心中掏出了一块闪光的碎片：那是Arcaea的一部分 。<br><br> “一段记忆？” 她 疑惑道 。 然后坦尼尔便答道：<br><br> “你的。”<br><br> 爱丽丝沉默了。她看着指间的碎片，良久未言。 | ||
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“我并不了解这个世界”，他说道。“但我知道这些记忆是因为你而投影进了这个地方。<br> 我可没引发过这种事情。我认为……根据我出生时拥有的记忆……呃，虽然它……<br> 在你最初苏醒之处的四周散落成了无数碎片，但我清楚地记得‘他’。<br> 我‘感觉’自己就是他，不过我的脑袋……显然有些不对劲。”<br><br> 他笑了笑，又继续说道：“我只知道，我不希望你去了解这一切，仅此而已。”<br><br> “……我没事的，坦尼尔”，爱丽丝开口安慰着他。<br><br> 一道光从他的脸上滴落到地上，像小水花那样散成碎片。他用颤抖的声音告诉她：“我觉得并非如此。” | |||
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不过，他还是把碎片递给了她。<br><br> 她收下了。<br><br> 透过玻璃般的碎片，她看到一个窗帘在窗前飘动。还有阳光。<br><br> 她感到一只手抚在了帽子上。坦尼尔的袖口遮住了他此刻的表情。 | |||
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“如果你看到了那里”，他说道。“你肯定就会明白的。以及，爱丽丝……”<br><br>她 握住碎片 ， 然后回应道：“什么？”<br><br> “我当然只是 个 仿冒品，但你能否——”他顿 了 顿。“能否 …… ”<br><br>“ 什么？ ” 她催促着 。<br><br> “……保重” ，他 说道。 “ 注意安全，爱丽丝。 ”<br> <br> “这根本接不上……你是个仿冒品，你自己 说 了……‘一个仿冒品 ， 但 是 ’……？ | |||
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“ | “…… 哼 ” ，他发 出了 小声的不满，一边将手抽离 她的 帽子。<br>更准确地说，是将她 的 帽子摘下 ， 换成了他自己的那顶。<br> 他迅速地趁她望向自己之前转身 ， 又 说道 ：<br> “我是个仿冒品，但这一次还是听我一句话吧。我只是想说这句话而已。”<br> 他撒谎了 。<br><br> 她并没有追根问底，而是望 向 碎片 ， 激活了它 。<br><br>不过 ， 当五彩斑斓在开始环绕 她 时 ， 她听到了年轻人在说——<br><br> “好吧，仿冒品 的愿 望从来就没人能够听见 。 ”<br><br>但还没来得及问他这究竟 是 什么意思 ， 她就来到了 一个 熟悉 的地 方 。}} | ||
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"...'Comparing it to your flawless mind,' what?" he asks.<br><br>"...Tenniel..." she addresses him.<br><br>"My name is no verb. Where precisely is this comparison going?" he teases.<br><br>But, Alice insists. "Tenniel!" She shouts, stomping into the room. "You know why it is that I called<br>you that, don't you!?"<br><br>"It is my name," he replies.<br><br>"'Brother'?" she answers, baffled.<br><br>"Tenniel," he confirms with a smile. | |||
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"Not that!!" she yells, balling her fists and stomping again—now once in place. "Are we... family!?"<br><br>"I like t—" Tenniel begins, turning 'round on his stool. He looks self-satisfied, and obnoxious, but<br>before he can say what it is he's thinking, he thinks on it again. He holds his tongue, and grimaces<br>as he turns his eyes away.<br><br>"You're shutting up, then?" she accuses him. "I knew I was right...! I noticed it... Only lately you've<br>been like this."<br><br>"Handsome?" he tries. "No, that's always—"<br><br>"Tenniel, I am being quite serious," Alice tells him coldly, cutting him off.<br><br>"Quite seriously," says Tenniel, "I would like to end this conversation." | |||
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"Because it worries you? Mysteriously? Why?" Alice persists. She steps further into the room, angrily<br>telling him, "'Brother', I called you, and I said it quite sincerely. What could that be for? You're not<br>unaware, Tenniel. Not unknowing. You're very obvious in that regard. Now, I insist! I insist that you<br>tell me!"<br><br>"I would rather not," he growls.<br><br>"Tenniel!"<br><br>"Just leave it alone!"<br><br>"I'm a grown woman. I can handle unpleasant words or truths!"<br><br>"It isn't that simple!"<br><br>"You aren't my parent!"<br><br>"He may as well have been!" | |||
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With a foot forward, the glowering Alice stops, her eyes set on Tenniel who is standing now.<br>She processes what he told her, and asks, only, "...What?"<br><br>"Ah... oh... dear me, I said it," Tenniel speaks in a near whisper. His eyes shine a moment, and he<br>bends his head so the brim of his cap might hide them. "No, Alice... I am not your brother. But I<br>remember him."<br><br>"...Go on," Alice bids, resolute.<br><br>And her companion fishes from his vest: a shining shard. A piece of Arcaea.<br><br>"A memory?" she asks. And Tenniel replies:<br><br>"Yours."<br><br>Alice is silent. She looks at the shard between his fingertips and waits. | |||
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"I don't understand this world," he says, "but I know that memories project into this place because<br>of you. None do the same for me. I believe... given what recollection I was born with... Well, though<br>it was rather... scattered, from the myriad of shards around you where you were first sleeping, I<br>strongly remembered 'him'. I 'felt' as him, though my head is... certainly a bit strange."<br><br>He smiles before going on to say, "What I knew made me wish for nothing but your ignorance."<br><br>"...I will be fine, Tenniel," Alice speaks to assure him.<br><br>A light falls from his face to the floor, scattering in a minuscule splash. He tells her, with a fluttering<br>voice, "I might say that you aren't." | |||
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Nonetheless, he extends the shard to her.<br><br>She takes it.<br><br>In the glass, she sees a curtain waving before a window. Daylight.<br><br>She feels a hand falling down on her hat. Tenniel's sleeve obscures his face. | |||
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"If you look there," he says, "I know you will understand. Also, Alice..."<br><br>She grips the shard before answering, "Yes?"<br><br>"I am surely just an imitation, but would you—" he stops. "Would you..."<br><br>"Yes?" she prompts him.<br><br>"...Take care," he says, "and stay safe, Alice?"<br><br>"That doesn't follow... You're an imitation, you said... 'An imitation, but'...?" | |||
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"...Hmph," he makes a light and dismissive sound as he takes his hand from her hat. Or rather, he<br>takes her hat from her head, and replaces it with his own. Turning before she can glare at him, he<br>tells her, "I'm an imitation, but listen to me just this once. That's what I was going to say and<br>nothing else," he lies.<br><br>She does not push, and instead looks into the glass, activating it.<br><br>But, as color swirls around her she hears the young man say—<br><br>"Right, an imitation can't ever have their wishes heard."<br><br>But before she can ask him what he means, she enters a familiar place.}} | |||
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解锁条件：购入[[Ephemeral Page]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[爱丽丝 & 坦尼尔]]通过[[Felis]] | |||
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她发现自己身处一个平淡无奇，甚至有些灰暗的地方。<br>这是一间医院的房间，有着白色的墙壁和天花板。<br>准确地说，这是一间病房——一个安静的房间，窗外是几只扑扇着翅膀的帝王蝶。<br>而令她惊讶的是，她在片刻之间就认出了这里，她从未意识到的遗失记忆涌入了自己的脑海。<br><br> 这里的外面有一座公园。<br> 这里的护士们友善而耐心。<br> 这里的天气似乎总是晴朗。<br> 她几乎一直都住在这里。<br><br> 她感到了晕眩，试图将信息都整理一遍，但还未来得及开始，就听到了身后的脚步声。<br> 她转过身，看到门边有一个人，他手持一朵绣球花，敞开穿着一件轻薄的带兜帽运动衫，看起来颇有现代感。<br> 他在里面穿的是一件T恤，下面是一件宽松的裤子，以及简约而舒适的鞋子。<br> 他的表情透露着单纯和安心——她认识这张脸。这个人看来就像是坦尼尔。不过，“他”的名字…… | |||
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“……塞德里克。”<br><br> 靠窗的病床上传来了一声虚弱的呼唤。<br><br> 年轻人路过她，礼貌地点了点头，然后就走向等待着的那位病人。<br> 不用去看那金发娇躯，也不用看那般面庞就知道，那就是她自己。<br> 这里是她的回忆，她的名字是爱丽丝。<br><br> 塞德里克将鲜花放进了花瓶里。她的原身旁边已经积累了整整一束花。<br> 他拉来一张椅子就坐在了她的身旁。他手中并无茶杯，也并无言语。<br><br> “塞德里克……”女孩无力地重复道，一边从床上坐了起来。“我以为你今天要去工作室。”<br><br> “不，不去那里了。我现在自主安排工作时间，爱丽丝”，坦——塞德里克说道。他们的声音听起来很像。 | |||
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“怎么会？你没事吧？”<br> 两个人都看向她，然后微笑着。<br> 她未加思索就脱口而出。嗯，因为理所当然，她也做不到多加思索。<br> 这是一个新的真相世界，即将开始运转。<br> 看起来，作为身处记忆片隅的观察者，她只是自发地重复了当初说过的话。<br><br> “你还在写作吗？”塞德里克问道。<br><br> “你还在画画吗？”病弱的女孩问道，嬉笑中又带着些许戏弄。<br><br> “‘我还在画画吗’”，他复读了一遍，他盯着天花板，眼神闪动。<br><br> “你来这儿了！”她笑着回应道。“说真的，我还以为你很忙呢！” | |||
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“我画完了三页”，他面带微笑，自豪地答道。<br><br> “很好！”<br><br> “你呢，一个字都没动吗？”<br><br> “我写了！我写了好多！”<br> <br>“那就让我瞧瞧。我这儿也有一本书……”<br><br>“好啊！”<br><br>女孩把手伸向病床旁边的橱柜。<br>她都把笔记本和餐具放在里面，除此之外，还有一个她不怎么爱使用的平板计算机。<br>年轻人从袋子里拿出一本书。是啊……这本书其实哪里也没有去过，对吧？<br>那都只是编出来的故事……听到的传言……以及美梦。<br><br>两个人开始分享、欢笑、打趣。 | |||
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这四天就这样过去了。<br><br> 在四天后，一切都结束了。他们本来以为，就算无法永远活下去，但她至少还有三百六十五天的时间。<br> 她并没能在临终时见到他。她在一个清晨感到痛苦，并就此消逝。然后，没有然后了。<br> 她只记得有一群人高声喊着她的名字，仅此而已。<br><br> 坦尼尔知道这一切。<br><br> 这段回忆很漫长。她能感觉到。它涵盖了临终的这段时光，但她并不想看这些。<br><br> 虽然她很坚强，但面对这些时还是感到了恐惧。这段回忆中没有任何可以改变的地方。<br> 她的健康总是会崩坏，两个人总是独处，而他总是来不及赶赴结局。<br> 美梦和故事……只靠许愿是无法变成现实的。<br><br> 她在两人欢笑时离开了这段记忆。她不记得这是不是两人最后相处时的样子了。<br> 她不想知道。 | |||
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你会死。你已经死了。<br><br> 爱丽丝站在画室的回忆中，记起了这件事。<br><br> “坦——”她开始寻找。<br><br> 但坦尼尔已经不在了。<br><br> 随即，回忆开始淡去。她能猜到这点……就像他说的，他只是仿冒品，当真相被揭晓时，他就大限已至。 | |||
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爱丽丝站在Arcaea的虚空中，用无神的双眼望向前方。<br> 万物同时向她发起尖啸。<br><br> 这个“位面”是虚假的，这幅“身躯”是空壳，这段“回忆”是捏造的。<br> 她的“人生”不是自己的，直至结束也没有什么波澜曲折，更没有陪在身边的哥哥。<br><br> 你是孤独的，爱丽丝。<br><br> 你孤独至死。 | |||
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回 过 神来 时 ，爱丽丝 发 现自己跪在地上，带着手套 的 手指插在土壤中。<br><br> 她感到寒冷 。 她想要哭嚎，但眼泪却不见踪影 。<br><br> 她感受着……<br><br>她 感受到 了。<br><br> “ 这里是 真实 的。<br><br>因为 你所有的感官都‘认为’ 这里 是真实 的。 ”<br><br> 她的脑海中浮现出坦尼尔 的 话语 。 | |||
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她看着自己 的 手 ， 她看见 了。<br><br>她将手套拉紧，她感觉 到了。<br><br> 她将花朵从发丝间摘下，她听到了 ， 闻到 了。 她 对 着花瓣张开了嘴。<br><br> 什么才 是 真实？是我看到的吗？是我尝到的吗？ 是 我摸到的 吗？<br><br> 如果是那样 ……<br><br> “爱丽丝”死 了， 但爱丽丝活着。<br><br>如果坦尼尔 只是 一段回忆 ， 那么他肯定还 存在 着 。<br><br> 以真实而言 ， 她只是个四处游荡 的 灵魂 。<br><br>她一路来到了这里，不是吗？如果不去管所谓 的 “真相” 的 话 。<br><br> 如果是这样……那便还 有 出路 。 | |||
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她一定会找出办法。<br><br>那条来路：通往她一生中最重视她的人。<br><br>至于另一个家伙 ……<br><br> 如果她没法在旅途中再次找到他，他也知道对方 的 一部分会永远陪伴在自己身旁 ， 留 在 自己心里。<br>也许她也 会开始 只泡茶而不喝茶 。<br>这 份思绪……让她重新露出了笑容，发出了笑声。<br><br>爱丽丝当场下定了决心，她站了起来，手指紧抓着“真相”的碎片：<br>她总是向前看，朝着崭新路途 的 地平线迈进……<br><br>……她永远也不会忘记是什么带领着她前行 。}} | |||
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She finds herself in something unremarkable, and even a little dull. It is a hospital room with white<br>walls and ceiling. To be precise: a patient's room—a quiet room, with monarch butterflies fluttering<br>outside the open window. And, to her surprise, in the moment she recognizes the place, memories<br>she hadn't realized she'd lost rush into her skull.<br><br>That there was a park outside.<br>That the nurses were friendly and kind.<br>That the weather always seemed perfect.<br>That she nearly always lived here.<br><br>She feels overwhelmed, trying to sort it all, but before she can even begin she hears footsteps<br>behind and turns. There is a person there, at the door, with a hydrangea in hand, presently<br>dressed in a thin and open, hooded sweatshirt. He wears a T-shirt beneath that, looser slacks over<br>his legs, simple and comfortable shoes... and his face. She knows his face. This man is a man who<br>looks like Tenniel. "His" name, however, is... | |||
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"...Cedric."<br><br>From the bed by the window, a weak voice calls out.<br><br>The young man passes her by, politely nodding as he goes, and he moves to the waking patient.<br>She doesn't have to see the golden hair, the thin frame, nor the kind face to know: of course, it is her.<br>This is her memory. Her name is Alice.<br><br>Cedric puts the flower he bought in a vase. A true bouquet of them sits beside her original self.<br>He pulls over a chair and sits down beside her. He has no tea in his hands, nor does he ask for any.<br><br>"Cedric..." the girl repeats, groggily, as she sits up in bed. "I thought you were at the studio today."<br><br>"No, not there. And I work on my own time, Alice," says Tenn—... Cedric. It sounds like him. | |||
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"How are you? You're alright?"<br><br>They both look at her, and smile.<br><br>The words had just come out of her without thinking. Well, she could barely think, for what it was<br>worth. A new world of truth, here to process, and it seems that as an observer in a place of one<br>part of this memory she merely recited what was said at the time automatically.<br><br>"Have you been writing?" asks Cedric.<br><br>"Have you been drawing?" asks the sickly girl, grinning in light mockery.<br><br>"'Have I been drawing'," he echoes, looking to the ceiling and then rolling his eyes.<br><br>"You came here!" she fires back with a laugh. "I swear, I thought you were busy!" | |||
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"Three pages I finished," he answers with pride and a smile.<br><br>"Good!"<br><br>"And you've got no pages?"<br><br>"I've written! I've written plenty!"<br><br>"Then let's see it, then. I've this other book, too..."<br><br>"'Lright!"<br><br>The girl reaches to a cupboard beside the bed. She keeps her notebooks and utensils there,<br>as well as a tablet she could probably use more often. The young man fishes out a tome from his<br>bag. Right... it never had been traveling, had it?<br>It was always written stories... told tales... dreams.<br><br>They begin to share. Laughter, teasing. | |||
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Four days.<br><br>In four days, all of this ended. They both believed that, if not forever, she had at least three hundred<br>and sixty-five. She didn't get to see him in the end. In the early morning she felt a pain and faded.<br>Then, nothing. She remembered hearing them yelling to call. That was it.<br><br>Tenniel knew this.<br><br>The memory is long. She feels it. It encompasses these last days, but she doesn't want to see it.<br><br>Strong though she is, facing such a thing terrifies her. No part of it can change. Her health was<br>always failing, they were always alone, and he couldn't be there: the end. Dreams and stories...<br>can't become real by wishing.<br><br>She leaves the memory while they're smiling.<br>She doesn't remember if it was their last time together.<br>She doesn't want to know. | |||
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You will die. You have died.<br><br>Standing in the memory of the workshop, this is what Alice remembers.<br><br>"Tenn—" she starts, looking up.<br><br>But Tenniel is gone.<br><br>And there, the memory fades. She can guess... As he'd said, he was only an imitation, and with the<br>truth revealed, his time was up. | |||
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Alice stands in the void of Arcaea, staring forward with unseeing eyes.<br><br>And everything screams at her at once.<br><br>This "plane" is false. This "body": a shell. The "memories" were distorted.<br>Her "life" was not hers; her life ended with no arc, no culmination, no brother beside her.<br><br>You are alone, Alice.<br><br>And you died alone. | |||
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Alice eventually finds herself on her knees, her gloved fingers dug through the earth.<br><br>She feels very cold. She wants to cry, but tears wouldn't come.<br><br>She feels...<br><br>She feels.<br><br>"It's real,<br><br>"because every sense of you 'knows' that it's real."<br><br>Tenniel's words reflect in her head. | |||
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......<br><br> | She looks at her hand, and she sees it.<br><br>She pulls her glove taut, and she feels it.<br><br>She takes the flower from her hair and hears it. Smells it. She opens her mouth over the petals.<br><br>What is reality? Is it what you see? What you taste? What you touch?<br><br>If that is so...<br><br>"Alice" is dead, and Alice is alive.<br><br>And if Tenniel was a memory, then he must remain as well.<br><br>In reality, she knows herself to be a wanderer of worlds.<br><br>She made it here, didn't she? Regardless of the "truth".<br><br>And if that is so... there is a way out. | ||
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She'll find it.<br><br>The way back: to the one who cared for her the most in life.<br><br>And for the other...<br><br>If she cannot find him again on her journey, she knows a fragment of him will be there with her,<br>remaining in her heart. Perhaps she'll start making and never drinking tea. The thought... makes her<br>smile and laugh once again.<br><br>Alice decides then and there, feet on the ground and holding the shard of "truth" between her<br>fingers: even if she may always look forward, to the horizon that marks a new way...<br><br>...she will never, ever, forget what brought her there. }} | |||
===9-1=== | |||
解锁条件：购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br>解锁要求：通过[[Paper Witch]] | |||
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场景不停转换 。<br><br> 每踏出一步 ， 四周的景象就 会 随之改变。她的脚步改变了脚下的地面，也改造 了 空间 。<br> 她走近织锦边，却发现布料不曾完整缝合。玻璃静静地滑过她的身边，然后突然四散，像是受到了惊吓。<br> 她周遭的世界已变得漆黑而 不 再洁白 。 繁星洒落在空中，脚下的路却是如此支离破碎……<br><br>Arcaea是一个由 记 忆编织而成的织锦。它 也会 在边角出现磨损，尽管那总是被忽略和遗忘 。<br> 站在那之前的少女 ，是 第一个目睹此景之人。<br><br> 现在，她确实，孤身一人 。<br><br> “……似乎 是 这样。”她低语着 ， 确认着 。 | |||
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“如果有其他人抵达这里……”她沿着这条布满灰尘的曲折小径走着，<br>“她们 不会 跟 我 选择同 一 条路 的。 对吧？那条路在很久、<br> 很久以前就已经破碎 不 堪了——而且通往前方 的 道路正不断变化着 。 ”<br><br> 这时她清楚地看到，在右边远一点的地方，有一种白色的“螺旋”向上升起，接着又向下降落 ，<br> 最后粉碎成微粒。 这 些微粒渐渐向她飘去，在黑暗之中 ， 她能看到它们正闪闪发光 。<br><br> “又 一 个。”她评论道 ， “你没有什么要说的 吗？ ”她问卡戎。<br><br> 卫星无动于衷。于 是 她拍了拍那东西无用 的 脑袋，“说话。”她命令道 。<br><br> 然而只有环绕在它周围 的 三角形光环在无意义地旋转着 。 | |||
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“果然。”她一面自言自语，一面抱着它的顶部，同时转过身看着眼前空旷的世界：<br> “我想要是接近……啊，我决定叫它‘最低世界（lowest world）’…<br> 我想没准这样接近最低世界能慢慢为你注入记忆和今后生活的…目标？<br> ……但你还是什么都不知道，卡戎。”<br><br> 这个失败的实验品慢慢摆动尾巴，形成一个波浪状的“S”形。<br> 耳朵像是若有所思地，无意识地抖动了几下。<br><br> 拉格兰抬起她的手：“还是很可爱的嘛。”她发自内心地，开心地评价道。 | |||
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她在白色世界里用玻璃制作的卫星最终回到了仿佛是它最喜欢的位置——她的左肩头。<br>她则转身看向一条正在形成的新道路。<br><br>不同以往，这条道路比她以前看过的道路还要来得宽敞许多，甚至可说是一个区域了，<br>至少以目前来说是这样。 Arcaea开始在她的右侧聚集，对她充满疑虑：她的心里究竟有没有它们？<br>当她开始无视它们往前走时，它们判断她和她的心都不是为它们而来，于是便散开了。<br><br>记忆不是她来这里的原因，记忆的领域不过是一堆过去的记录。<br>在这之外，还有更多的东西需要学习，更多的东西需要探索。<br><br>这是织锦绽裂的边缘。当她继续沿着这条变幻莫测的路向远方探索，她希望能遇到这幅织锦的编织者，<br>并让他们的双手能再一次游走于这条挂毯之上。<br><br> 所以她继续向前走，走进她选择的世界，走进黑色的世界，走进虚无。}} | |||
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The scene shifts.<br><br>With every step until now, the scene has shifted. Her steps shift the ground—shift space.<br>She nears the tapestry’s edges, only to find that the cloth had never been entirely sewn.<br>Glass glides past her quietly, and then moves suddenly, as if startled. The world around her<br>has become black, rather than white. In the air, stars hang. The way is fractured...<br><br>The tapestry of memories, Arcaea, has a fraying hem. These are the neglected and forgotten<br>threads. The girl standing before and within it all now is the first to have borne witness.<br><br>Now, truly, she is alone.<br><br>"...It seems," she whispers—a confirmation. | |||
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"If anyone else reaches here..." she goes on, stepping along this dusty and twisted path,<br>"they won’t follow the same path. Isn’t that right? The road broke apart too long ago—<br>and the way ahead keeps changing."<br><br>She observes exactly that happening at a distance to her right: a way of white spirals upward,<br>and then downward, until it shatters into mere particles. Those pieces then begin to float toward<br>her, and they glitter through the dark.<br><br>"Another," she notes. "Don’t you have anything to say?" she asks Charon.<br><br>The satellite makes no movements. She pats its useless head. "Speak," she commands.<br><br>The halo of triangles floating over its body spins worthlessly. | |||
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"Of course," she answers. Still holding its head, she turns and witnesses the empty world ahead.<br>"I guessed nearing the... ah, I ’ve decided to call it the ‘lowest world’... I imagined that nearing it<br>like this might instill you with memory and further life. Purpose, maybe... But you still don’t know<br>anything, Charon."<br><br>The failed experiment’s tail moves in a slowly waving "S" shape. Its ears shift, thoughtfully.<br>Thoughtlessly.<br><br>And Lagrange lifts her hand. "That is cute, though," she admits, blithely. She means it, wholly. | |||
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The glass satellite that she crafted back where the world was still white is eventually returned to<br>its seemingly preferred place above her left shoulder, and she turns to face a new path forming<br>already.<br><br>Unusually, this path is much wider than others she ’s seen thus far—an area, really, at least for now.<br>Arcaea begin to gather at her right, to guess at her. Is she, and her heart, for them? When she<br>moves on, ignoring them, they decide she is not and disperse.<br><br>Memories are not why she is here, and the land of memories is a matter of past record. Beyond the <br>ounds, there is more to be learned, and more to be discovered.<br><br>This is the frayed edge of the tapestry. As she continues along this capricious road, she hopes to<br>meet the tapestry’s weaver, and bring their hands to the cloth once more.<br><br>And so she continues on, into the world she’s chosen. Into the world of black: the Void.}} | |||
===9-2=== | |||
解锁条件：完成[[#9-1|9-1]],购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br>解锁要求：通过[[Crystal Gravity]] | |||
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这里的一切都没有道理可循。<br><br>不论是这个虚无，还是Arcaea本身，都是这样。这个界外的空间在告诉她，是这样的。<br>但事实上，这个世界的方方面面都在诉说，从一开始就在告诉她，从她醒来开始。<br><br>首先，应该记住的是，Arcaea在她开始认识自己之前就已经为她所知<br> （并且应该记住：“认识自己”实际上从未发生过）。<br> 那东西实际上是在坚持介绍它自己。就仿佛是在说：“欢迎。你现在在这里，而‘这里’就是：”<br><br> 这是一座纯粹的图书馆，里面收藏着记忆、众多杂乱且不堪入目的遗迹、一个没有意义的名字，<br> 以及一个没有名字的少女。就是她……就是那个孤单、茫然无措的少女。<br> 她做的第一件事，就是去阅读图书馆的“藏书”。为此，她凝视着玻璃的深处。 | |||
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她找不到类似“主题”的东西，也找不到类似“联系”的东西。<br> 一个正常的图书馆一定会有一个管理系统，方便分类或是整理藏书。<br> 这是她从自己所看过的记忆之中得到的结论。<br><br> 记忆，在Arcaea，是被刻意安排过的，无论是固定的还是流动的，<br> 她在这个世界的“存在”也是一样，太多像机缘一样的“巧合”。<br> 比如，她苏醒时就知道Arcaea是什么，却不知道自己为什么会在Arcaea。<br><br> “不会吧…”她突然开口，“想想我见过的世界，卡戎。”<br><br> 卡戎的双眼转向她，然而冷漠的眼神里连一点关心都没有。<br> 他们两个，主人与宠物，仍然身陷虚无。仍然不知目的地在何方。 | |||
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“想想这些组成了你的世界。”她轻轻抚摸着卫星的耳朵继续说，“有哪个世界像这里一样，<br> ‘存在’得如此刻意？我从没见过像这样的地方，就连被创造的那个世界也跟这里完全不一样。<br> 没有任何地方的记忆跟这里有相似之处……这个世界显然是有人刻意打造……<br> 但是这里又是如此地缺乏目的和意义……”<br><br> 她停顿了一下。<br><br> “你怎么看？”她问道。<br><br> 卡戎的双眼看着前方蜿蜒而苍白的道路。<br><br> 她决定不继续追问。<br><br>“我认为这里还不够成熟完整。”她说。她认为卡戎点了头。<br>两人继续在静默中前行，不过她仍在想着过去的回忆。 | |||
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然后，“过去”竟在她的面前出现了。<br><br>……也或许，这就是“现在”？<br><br>“怎么回事……？”<br><br>她感到非常困惑。<br><br>一朵云进入了她的视野。<br><br>一朵云，在那之前除了漂浮的道路什么都没有。<br><br>它在空间之中闪烁，看起来如梦似幻。<br> 它的出现如此突然，在一转眼间就拥有了形体，她甚至没注意到……<br><br> 透过它，她竟再次见到了满是废墟的世界、雪白的色彩，以及悬浮在空中的玻璃。<br> 这是唯一一个她有记忆的世界。也是她毅然离开的世界……}} | |||
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There is no sense here.<br><br>Not only "here"—the Void—but here, Arcaea itself. And this out-of-bounds space is telling, yes, but<br>in truth all aspects of this world have been telling from the beginning, ever since she first woke up.<br><br>Firstly, it should be remembered that Arcaea made itself known to her before she could come<br>around to knowing herself (and it should be remembered: "knowing herself" has never actually<br>occurred). It was insistent, practically, to introduce itself. As if it had said, "Welcome. You’re here<br>now, and this is what ‘here’ is:"<br><br>An abstract library dedicated solely to memory, a series of ruins haphazard and unseemly, a name<br>without meaning, and a girl without a name: herself, alone and otherwise unaware. The first thing<br>to do was read what "books" the library provided, and so she’d looked into the glass. | |||
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She could find nothing resembling a "theme" between any of them—nothing like a "connection".<br>A proper library had a system in place to categorize, organize, and sort—that much she’d learned<br>from what memories she’d witnessed.<br><br>Memories in Arcaea, however, were arbitrary: in where they were placed, and in where they drifted<br>about. Her existence in this world, too, felt coincidental. It felt like happenstance. After all, she<br>knew what Arcaea was upon awakening, but not why she was there.<br><br>"Really," she says suddenly, "consider the worlds I’ve seen, Charon."<br><br>Charon’s eyes turn to her, and in them she sees not even a spark of consideration. The two of them,<br>master and pet, are still in the Void. They are still walking to nowhere. | |||
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"Consider the worlds you’re made of," she continues, touching the satellite’s ear lightly. "In any of<br>them, is ‘existence’ so clearly directed? I haven’t seen, nor are you made of, any memories of<br>anywhere similar to this... A world so evidently built with purpose, and yet also so obviously<br>purposeless..."<br><br>She pauses.<br><br>"What do you think of that?" she asks.<br><br>Charon’s eyes now face the winding and still-white path out ahead.<br><br>She lets him go.<br><br>"I think it ’s half-baked," she says. She thinks Charon nods. They move along silently, while she<br>thinks still of the past. | |||
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......<br><br> | And then, the past shows itself to her.<br><br>...Or is this the present?<br><br>"What...?"<br><br>She speaks, genuinely confused.<br><br>A cloud has entered her vision.<br><br>A cloud, where before there was nothing other than floating roads.<br><br>Shimmering in space is a surreal and sudden formation, which seems to have appeared without<br>her notice...<br><br>And through it, she can see it once again: the world of ruins, white, and floating glass.<br>It is the only world she remembers. That world she left behind...}} | ||
=== 9-3 === | |||
解锁条件：完成[[#9-2|9-2]],购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br> 解锁要求：通过[[Far Away Light]] | |||
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“它”，是“现在”。<br><br>如果是“记忆”的话，那这和她自苏醒以来所见过的所有记忆都不相同。<br>这里没有视角，也没有可以窥视的场景。<br><br>它只是单纯的，唯一的，古老而空洞的世界。<br><br>“……”<br><br>她沉默地凝视着。<br><br>“我怀疑这个地方在模仿我……”她说。<br><br> 然后继续前进。 | |||
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......<br><br> | 想想第一个世界，那个世界决定向她展示自己。<br>确实是这样吗？她确定了，没错，那里绝对是在模仿她。<br><br>一路走来，这个白色世界展现了更多景象。<br>它们大多数空空如也，也有一些是有内容的——<br><br>意料之中，不算太有意思。通过测试，这些通往旧世界的窗户似乎有着不可逾越的窗格……<br><br>真的，如果她想要思考，或者花更多的时间在核心的Arcaea世界，她不是应该留在那里吗？<br><br>尽管如此，她还是沉浸在自己的思绪之中，回忆着过往生活的点滴。<br><br>她看过许多的记忆，也一度认为自己能透过记忆找到属于这个地方的真相。<br>事实证明，这样的记忆根本不存在。大部分时候，她能用寥寥数语概括描述她所见到的记忆：<br>朝生暮死——如同流水账般的日常。所有的循环都是这样结束然后消失。<br>她肯定自己学到了很多，但是对于自己苏醒的世界来说，这一切都无助于了解这个世界的真相。 | ||
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然而，当她决定动身探索空间的极限时，她想或许应该带上最初那个世界的一部分陪她一起，<br>准确地说，她想用那个世界里“最好的”东西，制造出点什么。<br><br>她瞥了卡戎一眼。映照旧世界影像的窗户在四周闪闪发亮，<br>但少女的眼的眼神依然定在自己的卫星身上。<br><br>这么说来……这一切都在她的一念之间？ | |||
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一个可能性在脑海中浮现。<br>没准这个由“记忆”组成的地方，这个“世界”和这里的人们，是被拿去制作其他新的东西了？<br><br>她把Arcaea的碎片聚拢到一起，希望它们能黏合在一起，于是经过努力，卡戎成形了。<br><br>“……”<br><br>但卡戎什么也不会说。什么也不会做。<br><br>可是，它又始终和她在一起，就像卫星永远会围绕它的母行星转动。<br><br>…所以她不需要旧世界。<br><br>每当她看见卡戎，她就会想起那个世界有多渺小，多不重要。}} | |||
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It’s the present.<br><br>If it’s a memory, it isn’t showing anything like the memories she’s seen since awakening.<br>There is no point of perspective: no view to usurp.<br><br>It is simply, only, the old and barren world.<br><br>"..."<br><br>She stares in silence.<br><br>"I wonder if this place is mocking me..." she says.<br><br>And then she moves on. | |||
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Thinking of the first world, that world decided to show itself to her. Is that how it is?<br>She determines that yes, it certainly seems to be mocking her.<br><br>Along the way, more of these views to the world of white open. Most empty, and a few with others<br>within them—<br><br>Expected, but uninteresting. Testing them, these windows to the old world seem to have impassible<br>panes anyway...<br><br>Really, if she wanted to think about, or spend more time in, the core Arcaea world, wouldn’t she<br>have stayed behind there?<br><br>And yet despite herself, she lingers on thoughts of what her life here used to be. | |||
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There were many memories she’d viewed, and for a time she assumed she might find a memory<br>that offered some truth of this place. No such memories existed. Mostly, she saw what could be<br>succinctly described as frivolous normalcy: day-to-day happenings—from waking in the morning<br>to dying in the night. All cycles: all over and gone. She’d certainly learned very much, but not the<br>slightest about the world she’d awakened in.<br><br>However, when she decided to leave in order to learn more at the limits of space, she thought she<br>might take a part of the first world with her. Rather, she thought to make something from it...<br>perhaps "the best" of it.<br><br>So now she glances at Charon. With windows to the old world shining all around her, she lays her<br>eyes only on her satellite.<br><br>All that said... hadn’t she made it on a whim? | |||
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A what-if had come to mind. What if this place of memories—of worlds and peoples gone—could<br>be used to craft something new?<br><br>She’d pulled shards of Arcaea together, and wished them bound, and with effort and will Charon<br>had taken shape.<br><br>"..."<br><br>But nothing was ever said by Charon. Nothing was ever done.<br><br>Nonetheless, it has remained with her like a moon ought remain with its mother planet.<br><br>...So she does not need the old world.<br><br>Charon is the true reflection: of how little that world ever meant.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[#9- | 解锁条件：完成[[#9-3|9-3]],购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br>解锁要求：通过[[Löschen]] | ||
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她在黑暗中继续前行 。 一路上， 她 静静地前行 ， 身旁的伙伴更 是 静悄悄地 。<br>这一次 ， 她的 思绪又开始四处飘荡……<br><br> 那个萦绕许久 的 想 法 又再次回来了……<br><br>这一切都 是某一位 “ 神明 ” 设计好的 。<br><br>不 管幕后主使是谁，称他为“神明”都 不 为过 。<br><br> 如先前所说，这就 是 她前 进 的动力：她 一 心要找到 这 位 “ 神明 ” 。 | |||
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她 | “通常情况下，这叫做‘智能设计’……”少女道出了 她 从这里的“记忆”中学到的东西 ，<br> “然而， 这……” 她继续说道，声音却越来越小。<br><br> 她看 着 前方 。<br><br> 世界的扭曲已变得难以理解。横向的变为斜向，水平的上下翻转。<br>为了移动 ，她 向着自己想前进 的 方向跨出一步，但 一 个不小心，就可能会漂浮或跌倒 。<br><br> 似乎在造物主缺席的時候，世界更愿意按自己的心意改变形态 。<br>结果就是 ， 少女在一个立体 的 空间里迈 出 奇特的步伐，行走在无形的“地面”上，疲惫 不 已。<br><br> 事实就是 这 样 ， 其实她已经注意到 了 这个事实。<br><br>……她凝视着头顶上方的空间 。<br><br>“…… 说这个世界是从情绪中产生的似乎更为准确。 ”<br><br>这是唯一能让这个看似“毫无意义”的世界具有意义的解释。 | ||
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虽然在这个雪白的世界之中，从天空中射下的光芒看起来就像是来自天堂的圣光，<br> 但是这里其实也是有太阳的。在这里，太阳隐藏在黑暗中，光线微弱，毫不起眼。<br> 也许…它的光芒被Arcaea“无尽” 的 白昼吞噬了？<br><br> “……不过，这白昼最近刚刚结束，”她喃喃自语 着 ，目 光 重新看向前方。 云朵 消失了 。<br> 群星， 一 如往常，闪闪发光 。<br><br> 几个小时，又或许是几天前，漩涡开始撕裂虚无中的现实，像是急着要取代 那 些过去 的云 朵，<br>成为新 的 奇景 似的 ……<br><br> 黯淡 的 太阳和不完整 的 世界都 是 很好 的 证明。此外 ， 那些漩涡还有云朵更 是 明显的迹象。<br>整个空间都在描绘同一种现象 。<br><br> 就连那个雪白的世界也一样 ， “它”不时地也会显 现 自身 。<br> 它曾在这里出现过，每个角落也都有过它 的 踪迹。“它”会现身，并干扰着一切存 在。<br><br>一 言以蔽之 ， 它就是“异象（anomalies）” 。 | |||
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她在白色世界里遭遇过几次，还有，当少女周围还有窗户 的 时候，她在废墟中看 到 过更多 。<br> 这些对现在 的她 来说已经习以为常 。 不过，那些事件让 一切 变得古怪又破败不堪 。<br><br> 这个空间就 是 这些情况的集合，据她所知，它们的出现不带有任何意图 。<br> 据 她 所知 ， 它 们 只 是一 种“征兆” 。<br><br> 因此，她开始怀疑，创造 这 个世界的 “ 神明 ” …… | |||
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“……”<br><br> 她在一个黑色的漩涡前停下了脚步。承载着记忆的玻璃朝它的中心流去，<br> 只有几个碎片仍留在这个空间之中，慢慢朝着同一个方向滑落、变薄，并分裂。<br><br> 真正的边缘绝对就在附近。<br><br> 她抬起手……<br><br> 在她苏醒时，她的脑海中并没有既定的思考方式，没有记忆，也没有被灌输的想法。<br> 她只保留了自己的个性，以及对这个世界的粗浅知识……<br><br> ……这让她感到很难受。 | |||
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虽然她想过许多，也说过许多……<br><br> 她依然觉得，Arcaea这个虚拟而又破碎的世界，不可能没有存在的意义。<br><br> 这个世界的一点一滴都有意义。意义俯拾即是。<br><br> 关于记忆的意义。关于建筑的意义。关于玻璃的意义。<br><br> 关于少女的意义……<br><br> 为什么会这样？ | |||
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“……卡戎. ”<br><br> 她向自己精心制作的卫星叫唤着，它无动于衷，但她依然继续说下去。<br><br> “你还是不能自己思考……？可你会跟着我……你是觉得我是你的主人吗？卡戎。”<br><br> 她又叫了一遍它的名字。它头上的眼睛闪闪发光。<br><br> “ 你 是 在 这个世界诞生的，而我也一样 。 考虑到这点 ，我想 我注意 到 了 一些 事情 。 ”<br><br> 她边说边随意地把胳膊插进了面前 的 螺旋 。<br><br> ……她的肢体化 为玻璃 的丝线 ， 而卡戎在一旁目睹这一切 。<br><br>“……怎么样？你 觉得 这 是 某种把戏吗 ， 卡戎？<br> 还是说 我 们其实是一样的？ 你 身体 里没 有血液 ，我 又有什么？” | |||
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她的身体开始瓦解 。<br><br> ……她拥有一颗会跳动 的 心脏。<br><br>她有思想。她 是 真实的 。<br><br> 那她为什么出现在这里？其他人在这里的原因又是 为 什么？<br><br>……也许血液确实在她的静脉里流动着 ， 但现在她什么都看不见了 。<br><br> 她的“身体”与她在“记忆”中见过的任何一具都不一 样。<br><br>她曾经的四肢，曾经的躯干 ， 现在已化作银色 的 细线……<br><br> ……她终于确认 了 ：这身体 ， 是虚构出来 的。<br><br> “ …… ！？” | |||
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卡戎突然从旁边撞了她一下，吓了她一大跳。这一撞使她清醒许多，也回到了现实。<br>在这一瞬间，所有的丝线重新连结在一起。她的身体突然恢复了原状……<br><br>她愣愣地看着自己空空如也的掌心。接 着 她看向卡戎，尽管它一如往常地一语不发 。<br><br> ……她挺直了自己的肩膀。<br><br>……无论如何 ， 她还是它的主人。<br><br> 她看着自己发 着 愣的仆人 ， 开口问道……<br><br>“……走吧 。 不想去看看终点会有什么风景吗？”}} | |||
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She has continued on into the dark: quiet, and with a quiet partner. Once more, her thoughts drift<br>here and there...<br><br>That persistent idea returns...<br><br>That there is a god who designed all of this.<br><br>At least, it would only be accurate to call whoever was responsible a god.<br><br>As said, that is why she walks: to find this god. | |||
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"It is called ‘intelligent design’... typically," the girl says, speaking from what she’s learned through<br>the memories archived here. "However, this..." she continues before trailing off.<br><br>And she looks out ahead of herself.<br><br>The world’s distortions have become unfathomable. Lateral has become diagonal, the horizontal<br>reversed. To move, she walks where she wants to walk—and without concentration, she might float<br>or fall.<br>It seems, absent the creator, the world has decided to shape itself to her wants instead, resulting<br>in invisible steps on an invisible earth and tiring traipses through solid space.<br><br>And so there it is: that fact she already noted.<br><br>...She gazes above.<br><br>"...It would be better to say this world was born out of emotion."<br><br>It is the only way to make sense of a world so senselessly created. | |||
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There is a sun here, although in the world of white the light of the sky seemed to come instead from<br>Heaven itself. Here, hiding in the dark, the sun shines weakly, forgotten. Or... has its light<br>simply been taken away by Arcaea’s endless day?<br><br>"...Though it ended, recently," she mutters to herself, dropping her gaze to what’s before her<br>instead. There are no clouds anymore. Starlight, as ever, is plentiful.<br><br>Since hours, or perhaps days ago, vortices have begun to tear away at reality in the Void, as if<br>to take the place of those old clouds as a new and strange thing to see...<br><br>The lost sun and unfinished world are greatly indicative; the vortices too, of course, and <br>ertainly the clouds. The entire space here is telling.<br><br>Back in the world of white, as well: every so often "it" would manifest. What was here, and<br>everywhere: "it" would manifest, and disturb existence.<br><br>In a word: "anomalies". | |||
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She’d met with a few in the world of white, and when there were still windows around the girl, she<br>had seen even more throughout the ruins. They were instances of what has now become<br>commonplace for her, turning things queer and wreaking senseless havoc.<br><br>This space was a concentration of those instances, and as far as she could tell, there was never any<br>intent in their appearances. As far as she could tell, all they were was a symptom.<br><br>She suspects, therefore, that the god who made this world... | |||
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"..."<br><br>She stops before a vortex of black. Glass memory flows into it—the few shards of them left in this<br>place, slipping through and thinning, splitting.<br><br>The true edge is most definitely near.<br><br>She lifts her hand...<br><br>When she awakened with no preconceived notions, no memories, no instilled ideas and only,<br>instead, her personality and simple knowledge of the world itself...<br><br>...it had sickened her.----Despite everything she has since thought and said...<br><br>She imagined that there couldn’t possibly be any way the mock and scattered world of Arcaea had<br>no purpose.<br><br>It dripped with purpose. It was full of purpose.<br><br>Of memories. Of buildings. Of glass.<br><br>Of girls...<br><br>Why? | |||
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"...Charon."<br><br>She addresses her crafted satellite. It shows no signs of noticing, and yet she continues.<br><br>"You still can’t think for yourself...? You follow me, though... Do you believe I am your master?<br>Charon."<br><br>She says its name again. The eyes in its head sparkle.<br><br>"You were born here, and so was I. In light of that, I believe I’ve noticed something."<br><br>So casually, she enters her arm into the spiral before her.<br><br>...And Charon watches as the limb turns into glass threads.<br><br>"...What do you think? Is this a trick, Charon? Or are we the same? There’s no blood in you.<br>Is there any in me?" | |||
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Her body begins to unravel.<br><br>...She has a heart, and it beats.<br><br>She has thoughts. She is real.<br><br>Then why is she here? Why is anyone?<br><br>...There may be blood in her veins, but now she can’t see any of it.<br><br>Her "body" is unlike any she has seen in memory.<br><br>The silvery strands of her once-limb—of her once-chest, now...<br><br>...Confirmation at last: this flesh was invented.<br><br>"...!?" | |||
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She jumps with shock as Charon strikes her side, knocking her back.<br>At once, the threads reconnect. Her body becomes whole...<br><br>She witnesses her empty palm. She glances at Charon, who, as ever, says nothing.<br><br>...But she sets her shoulders.<br><br>...She is the master, after all.<br><br>She looks at her staring servant, and asks...<br><br>"...Shall we go and see the end?"}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[#9-4|9-4]], 购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[拉格兰]]通过[[Aegleseeker]] | |||
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什么时候发生的呢？<br><br>黑暗是什么时候消失的……什么时候变成这样的呢？<br><br>黑暗消失了。世界消失了。<br><br>在Arcaea之外，什么都不存在。<br><br>她动了动嘴唇，但没有空气能用来传播声音。<br><br>这里没有什么可以震动。所以也不存在声音。<br><br> 她看到的是……一个模糊而奇怪的位面。<br><br> 好像因为她看了之后才让这里变成这样的。<br><br> 好像我不该看到这个似的。 | |||
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回去的念头在我的脑海中浮现，于是我思索了一番。<br>或许我刚到这里的时候就应该好好考虑这个选项了。那样的话，我可能还有机会回头。<br><br>但现在，我已经迷路了。<br><br>不对……<br><br>要是说“迷路”，首先得有“地方”和“路”不是吗？<br><br>上下左右之类的，常见的座标方向……<br><br>这些东西通通不存在。应该这样说：这些事物已经消失了好一阵子了，<br>只是我到现在才意识到而已……而且关于“我”这个主词，我相信也是不存在的。<br><br>你看，我的双手已经消失不见。我的双脚也已不复存在。我的双腿也完全不见踪影。<br>我的舌头该在的位置，现在空无一物。<br><br>也许现在的“我”所代表的，只有我的眼睛，和我脑中挥之不去的某些东西。 | |||
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所以，也就是说……<br><br> 我有个新的发现，那就是在你失去了移动的能力和感官的体验之后，精神很快就会开始分崩离析。<br> 我需要集中精神——很显然这个世界的神明还从未如此做过。<br><br>......<br><br>……嗯。<br><br>没错……在这里的现实是缺乏合理和完整性的，就像是没有蓝图的设计……仅凭模糊的印象。 | |||
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先有了土壤。再有了阳光。阳光消逝之后，繁星点缀着深邃的夜空。<br> 而在那之后呢？谁知道呢。至少，知道的人不会是你。<br><br>真假的……<br><br>你。你想从这里得到什么？为什么带我来这里？为什么要隐瞒我曾经的一切？<br><br> 我肯定“拥有”某种过去。不论那是什么，你都从我这里把它夺走了。<br><br>...... | |||
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我是跟其他人一样死去的吗？<br><br> 我是跟那个深爱自己哥哥的少女一样死去的吗？还是跟那个红衣少女一样死去的？<br><br> 也许你觉得我会为此感到害怕？<br><br> 这样的事情……哈。<br><br> 这样的事情对我而言又有什么意义呢？啊？<br><br>我被困在这座牢笼之中，这座专为满足你的观赏需求而打造的牢笼。<br>对我而言，有什么意义呢？一切都是为你而存在的，不是吗？<br>一个天堂……亦或是一种逃避？你是怎么做到的？这重要吗？<br><br>到底什么才是重要的？ | |||
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……我又开始烦躁了。<br><br> 太荒谬了。<br><br> 哈，我……现在真的明白了：她为什么讨厌这个世界。<br><br> 任何了 解 这个世界的人都会想 要 看 到 它消失 。<br><br> 也许 你 认为 你 是我 的 救命恩人？ 你 从来没 有 拯救过 我。<br> 就算 你 有……现在 看起来 ，我也把一切搞砸了，是吧？这 一 切是为了什么？<br><br>我到 底该如何是好？<br><br><br><br> 卡戎... | |||
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卡戎并不在这里 ， 是吧？ 我 的身体 在这里 吗？我想要——<br><br> 让 我 ……<br><br> 让我消失吧……那为什么卡戎要“阻止” 我 ？现在回想起来 的 话 ——<br><br>我是在回想吗？<br><br> 我的眼睛 还 在这里 吗？<br><br>我 看 不见。<br>我刚才在哪？<br>不，不，不 。<br> 不，不，我真的没办法回去了吗？<br> 我没办法从 这 里逃出去吗？<br>我不能移动吗？<br>不，不会吧，我真 的 不能？ | |||
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我有 | 如果 我 还 有 指甲的话 ，我说 不定会把它们通通咬光。<br><br>你懂的……<br><br>虽然 你可 能是用一片指甲把我创造出来 的……<br><br> 我 不 是 一具空壳。<br><br> 我 能 感受到 这一切。 我 不 想 要这样。<br><br>你能 听到我的想法吗？<br><br>这里的一丝一毫 我 都 不 想 要 。----我想 要 知 道 真相 。<br><br> 真 相 就是 这 样 ？<br><br>这里 ， 一 无 所 有——<br><br>......<br><br>……知道 了 这 一 切都是虚无……<br><br>我 可以感觉到某种不安 的 感觉 在我 的肚子里翻搅……肚子？肚子？ 而且…… 我的双手在哪里？<br><br>好吧……我早就失去它们了……<br><br>—— | ||
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你不能称“这个”为光明。<br><br>我很难用言语描述 我 现在所处环境 。<br><br> 我想， 当我 离开那个已经毁灭的世界并进入虚无 时， 我也迎来了黑暗。<br><br>但它又和普通意义上的黑暗不太一样。它不会使 你 亮得睁不 开 眼睛。它不是非黑即白那样的。<br><br>光明与黑暗。我在无数个世界里都见过这些东西，它们是最基本的元素。<br>光明和煦又温暖，而黑暗则代表恐惧和未知。<br><br> 但， 我 还是期望 着 了解黑暗。<br><br>......----我隐隐察觉到了这一点 ， 随后很快就明白了：这个世界是为了怯懦之人所造的避难所 。<br><br>但 那人不是我。<br><br>我 不 是创造这个避难所的那个懦夫。<br><br>因为如果是我的话， 我会把 一切做得更好……<br><br>卡戎过去……现在就证明了这一点。<br><br>我向黑暗前进是因为我想找到更好的真相，虽然真相和我一直认为的一样残忍又苦涩。<br><br>我身处 这 种状态太久了，已经失去了时间概念。<br><br>但每隔一段时间我就会再次看到它：<br><br>光明——真正的光明——就在远方 。 | |||
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......<br><br> 也许它 一 直在引导我 。<br><br> 我不会向任何人承认这 一 点。<br><br> 毕竟向自己 一 直 看 不上 的东西 低头实在显得自己很失败。<br><br> 不过，我可以清晰地感觉到，那股光亮在召唤着 我。<br><br> 那股来自旧世界的光正闪闪发亮，并且在呼唤 我 。<br><br>在 那 道光里，我能看见救赎 …… | |||
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当我再次靠近它时，我的指尖恢复了知觉。而且我发誓 ， 我能看见自己 的 呼吸 。<br><br>我 想，我应该会“返回”了。<br><br>如果回去 了，我 相信 我 不会紧抓着真相不放 。 <br><br> 我 不会忘记 ， 但 我 也不会时刻惦记 。<br><br>我 相信着 ， 不是吗？<br><br>我 能比那位 “ 神明 ” 做 得 更出色 。<br><br>但是，首先， 我 需要更多人 的 帮助。 | |||
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我不会简单地认为或嘴上 说我 会更出色 。 我会真正做到的。我一定会的。<br><br>不过说实话……逃到这里 ， 没什么可骄傲的 。<br><br> 相反，这 是 报复。<br><br> 我 会改变这个世界，或者创造一个更好 的 世界 。<br><br> 你把这 里 搞得 一 塌糊涂 ， 嘿，这不是反而让一切都变得可能了吗？<br><br> 我 认为是这样 的 。<br><br>不……<br><br>就是这样 的。<br><br>——}} | |||
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When did it happen?<br><br>When did the dark fall away... into this?<br><br>The dark fell away. The world fell away.<br><br>Outside of Arcaea, nothing exists.<br><br>She moves her lips, but no atmosphere carries her words.<br><br>Nothing is here to vibrate. Sound has gone.<br><br>What she sees is... a blurred and strange plane.<br><br>It’s as if moving her eyes bleeds space itself.<br><br>As if I wasn’t meant to see this. | |||
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I thought, for a while, about returning. Perhaps if I’d considered that more seriously, as soon as I<br>came here, I might have still been able to go back out.<br><br>But now, I ’ve become lost.<br><br>No...<br><br>Being "lost" still carries a sense of "place", doesn’t it?<br><br>Up, down, left, and right—in fact, the common and cardinal directions...<br><br>Those no longer exist. Rather, they stopped existing quite a while ago, and it simply hadn’t<br>completely registered to me until now... And on that subject ("me"): I don’t believe "I" exist any<br>longer, either.<br><br>You see, my hands have gone. My feet have gone. My legs have gone. My tongue has gone.<br><br>Perhaps I’ve become only my eyes, and some lingering shadow of my brain. | |||
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That said, that’s... going...<br><br>I find that it doesn’t take long to start feeling as if your mind is tearing apart once your motions and<br>senses have been stripped away. I need to focus—something the god of this world apparently<br>never did.<br><br>......<br><br>...Hm.<br><br>Yes... the reality created here was truly thoughtless... a design without a blueprint.<br>A vague impression. | |||
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There is earth. There is daylight. After daylight, the night sky and the stars within it.<br>After that, who knows? You didn’t, evidently.<br><br>Honestly...<br><br>You. What did you want out of this place? Why did you take me here?<br>Why did you hide whatever I was before?<br><br>I WAS something before. You’ve snatched whatever that was away.<br><br>...... | |||
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Did I die like the others?<br><br>Did I die like the girl who loved her brother? Did I die like the girl in red?<br><br>Do you think I was afraid of that, perhaps?<br><br>This... ha.<br><br>What am I meant to take from this? Well?<br><br>What am I meant to take from being trapped in this thing that you manifested for yourself?<br>It was for you, wasn’t it? A paradise... an escape, maybe. How did you do it? Does it matter?<br><br>What matters? | |||
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...I’m fraying again.<br><br>It’s nonsense.<br><br>Ha, I... really understand it now: why she hates this world.<br><br>Anyone who figures this world out should want to see it gone.<br><br>Maybe you think you saved me? You never saved me. Even if you had... it seems I’ve damned<br>myself, haven’t I? What for?<br><br>What do I DO with this?<br><br><br>Charon... | |||
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Charon isn’t here, right? Is my body here? I want to—<br><br>Let me...<br><br>LET me vanish... Why did Charon STOP me then? Looking back—<br><br>Am I looking back?<br><br>Are my eyes still here?<br><br>I can’t see it.<br>Where was I?<br>No, no, no.<br>No, no, I really can’t return?<br>I can’t get out of here?<br>I can’t move?<br>No, really, I can ’t? | |||
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I could bite through the entirety of my nails, if I still had them.<br><br>You know...<br><br>Although you might have crafted me from one...<br><br>I am NOT a husk.<br><br>I feel this. I do not WANT this.<br><br>Can you hear my thoughts?<br><br>I wanted NONE of this. | |||
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I wanted to KNOW.<br><br>KNOWING means THIS?<br><br>There is NOTHING—<br><br>......<br><br>...Knowing it’s nothing...<br><br>It feels like scum is building in my stomach... Stomach? Stomach? And... where are my hands?<br><br>Right... I lost them...<br><br>—— | |||
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You cannot call this light.<br><br>What exists around me is indescribable.<br><br>I think, when I left the ruined world and entered the Void, I welcomed the dark.<br><br>It was different. It wasn’t blinding. It wasn’t "obvious".<br><br>Light, darkness: basic things I’ve seen in countless worlds.<br>The light is warm and welcoming; the darkness is frightful and unknown.<br><br>But still, I wished to know the dark.<br><br>...... | |||
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I felt it implicitly, and learned it soon: that this world was made as a sanctuary for a weak heart.<br><br>But that is not me.<br><br>I am not the weak-hearted person who created this refuge.<br><br>And if I had created it, I would have done it better...<br><br>Charon showed... shows that.<br><br>I marched ahead into the dark because I wanted to find a better truth.<br>However, the truth is as bitter and merciless as I’d always assumed.<br><br>I’ve been in this state for too long to count. I have lost the minutes and hours.<br><br>And every so often I will see it again:<br><br>Light—true light—in the distance. | |||
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......<br><br>Perhaps it has been guiding me.<br><br>I wouldn’t admit this, to anyone.<br><br>It’s like a loss: relinquishing myself to what I ’ve long criticized.<br><br>However, I feel it for certain: that light is now beckoning me.<br><br>That light of the old world is shining, and wants me.<br><br>And in that light I find deliverance... | |||
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......<br><br>Fine, then. I will take your hand. | |||
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As I near it again, I feel my fingertips more, and I swear that I can see my breath.<br><br>I think I’m going to return.<br><br>If I do, I don’t believe I will take the truth with me.<br><br>I will not forget it, but I will surely leave it behind.<br><br>I believe it, don’t I?<br><br>I could do the job better than that god.<br><br>But, I will need hands again for it first. | |||
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I shouldn’t simply think or talk that I might be better. I’ll do it. I will.<br><br>But really... I am not swelling with pride as I escape here.<br><br>Instead, take this as revenge.<br><br>I’ll change this world, or craft a better one.<br><br>You’ve left this one broken so badly. Isn’t anything possible?<br><br>I think so.<br><br>No...<br><br>I know it.<br><br>——}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#9-5|9-5]],购入[[Esoteric Order]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 拉格兰]]通过[[Far Away Light]] | ||
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Arcaea世界充满了不可能。虽然她已经学到了不少 ， 但 是 仍然还有很多她不了解的事情。<br>还有许多尚待解决的疑问。不过，这并不重要。<br><br>拉格兰发现自己又 一 次陷入了虚无：不过这次她的身体十分完整，而且卡戎也在 。<br><br> 她还不确定自己是如何抵达“终点”的，她还有很多无法确定的事情，不 过 ——<br><br>真相是这样的：一个脆弱的灵魂打造 了 这个破碎又诡异的牢笼，<br>而在这个牢笼之中 ， 一切行动都被赋予了“理由”。<br><br>从终点返回也 不 例外。从虚无返回也 不 例外 。<br><br> 寻找其他人也不例外 。 甚至是透过“窗户”进行交流，也是一样 。<br><br>在这样的世界之 中， 还有什么所谓 的 “ 不 可能”呢？ | |||
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她伸出双手，紧紧抱住卡戎。它 的 眼睛闪 着 光芒 。<br><br> 看 到 这一幕，她问道：“…… 你 就是 我 那时候 看 见 的 指引之 光 吗？”<br><br>卡戎愣着一言不发 。<br><br>… …不过，她 的 嘴角 还 是掠过一丝微笑。<br><br>“别那样看 我 。”她说 ， “什么？ 你 说 是 我告诉过你的？你连出声 都 没出过好不好 ？ ”<br><br>听到她这 么 说 ， 卡戎耸了耸耳朵。<br><br>“哈……” | |||
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她朝前走去。<br><br>她放开卫星 ， 于是卫 星 停留在她的肩头。<br><br>他们欣赏着沿途发 出 亮光的云朵并朝着Arcaea行进。<br><br> ……直到其 中 一朵引起她 的 注意。<br><br> 那朵云发光的方式跟其他的云有点不一样。它的表面似乎能看见像水波那样的涟漪。<br>在它的内部，时间 的 流动方向似乎 是 相反 的 ，但是它又自己向前快转 。<br><br> 在她看来，这是现实在分裂。天空又再次地被分开 ，但 是这次 不 是 那 位红衣少女惹 的 祸 。<br><br> 被暗影追逐的少女……她就在 那儿。<br><br> 还有另一位少女 ， 被光芒环绕着 。 | |||
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“ | 是的……<br><br>另一个 “ 终点”就要 到 来了。<br><br>尽管拉格兰感觉自己大概会记不清所见证 的 一切 ， 但她还是准备看 着 结局的揭晓。<br><br>穿越一切 ， 直至结局。那是落幕 。<br><br> 那是消散 。<br><br> 她再次微 笑 ，尽管她明白 了 ……她们现在所做 的 一切都将是一场悲剧 。<br><br> 这就是 “ 光 ” 与 “ 对立 ” 之舞……<br><br>Arcaea.}} | ||
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The plane of Arcaea is impossible. Although she came to know much of it, she did not learn all<br>there was to know. There are still questions—however, that is no matter.<br><br>Lagrange finds herself in the Void again: whole, and back with Charon.<br><br>How she reached the End, she is still unsure. She is unsure of much, however—<br><br>The truth is: in this broken and anomalous prison, crafted by a frail soul...<br>there is no act truly outside of "reason".<br><br>Even returning from the End. Even returning from the Void.<br><br>Even finding others. Even reaching through a "window".<br><br>For what is impossible in a world that is itself the same? | |||
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She takes Charon into both of her hands. Light glances off its eye.<br><br>Seeing it, she asks, "...Were you my beacon, then?"<br><br>And the dull Charon says nothing in reply.<br><br>...However, a smile crosses her lips.<br><br>"Don’t give me that look," she says. "'I told you so'? You never even speak, do you?"<br><br>To that, Charon wiggles its ears.<br><br>"Ha..." | |||
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She walks ahead.<br><br>She lets her satellite go, and it takes its place over her shoulder.<br><br>Now they walk, toward Arcaea, watching clouds of light along the way.<br><br>...Until one in particular catches her attention.<br><br>It shimmers a little more oddly than the others. The surface ripples.<br>In it, the flow of time is bending back on itself, and leaping forward.<br><br>For now she sees this: a split in reality.<br>The sky is being again divided, but not as it was by the girl in red.<br><br>The girl chased by shadows... she is there.<br><br>And there is a girl cloaked in light. | |||
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Yes...<br><br>Another "end" is manifesting.<br><br>With a sense that she might fall through the crack through which she bears witness,<br>Lagrange watches that ending transpire.<br><br>Beyond, to its conclusion. To the fall.<br><br>To dissolution.<br><br>It makes her smile again, although she can see... what progresses now is a tragedy.<br><br>This is a dance of light and conflict...<br><br>Arcaea.}} | |||
===10-1=== | |||
解锁条件：购入[[Binary Enfold]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[爱托]]通过[[Next to you]] | |||
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你在沉睡。<br /><br />随着你现在逐渐隐没，我开始想到一些比较久远的东西。<br /><br /> 如果我们在此创造的记忆可以成为结晶，我一定会将它们好好收集。<br /><br />你大概会为此笑我吧。每次我捡起一块玻璃说要带走，你都想着要笑我。<br />我觉得你只是不懂，但我也觉得那样没什么不好。<br /><br />我无法把你收拢在记忆里。你就是你，现在到永远都是如此。<br /><br />但随着你现在逐渐隐没，我开始想到一些比较久远的东西。<br /><br />那个玻璃中的房间。那一场音乐会。 | |||
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你像烈火，像暴风。<br /><br /> 无论你的双脚何时踩踏在地面，感觉都像是震动了整座建筑。<br /><br /> 空气为之震荡，地面为之低鸣。<br /><br /> 那样看着你总让我无法呼吸。接着，你带来的旋律响彻整个房间。<br /><br /> 充满了努力，充满了坚持。那真的很美妙。<br /><br /> 那样的节奏…… | |||
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那时我想着：我爱你。<br /><br /> 在胜利中，在苦难中——<br /><br /> 我一直都爱着你，露娜。 | |||
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乐曲在掌声中结束。对手什么都不能做，只能优雅接受自己的落败。<br /><br /> 你举起了乐器，深深一鞠躬。<br /><br /> 你看着我，说了那句话。人群太吵杂，我无法听见，但你双唇间流泻出的字非常清楚：<br /><br /> “我比你厉害，对吧？”<br /><br /> 我皱了皱眉。转了转眼珠。记忆已然休止。 | |||
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白色的世界在我们四周降临，你开始朝我走来——乐器已不在你的手中，取而代之的是你的剑。<br /> 我仍然看着你，说：<br /><br /> “你就赢这一次，那么开心吗？”<br /><br /> “对我来说这可是又多了一次。数数总共多少次吧。”<br /><br /> “唔，但是 我们 没 有 能 用 来数 的 东西 。 ”<br /><br /> “自己想办法数。”你 这样 说 着 ，然后敲了敲头，“用用你的脑袋 。 ”<br /><br /> 我会想出来 的 ，露娜 。 | |||
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好吧， 我 猜总共有三次。有三次做 得比 我好…虽然 你 从未让我提醒 你。<br />我 的表现 更 好 的 时候…好 ， 我相信 是 五 次 。<br />是——我 在 心里算着，我一只手举起了五只手指 ， 另一只手 是 三只。<br /><br /> 然后 你的 手拍了过我张开的手掌 。<br /><br />“ 五次！？ ” 你兴奋地大喊 。“ 那才比三次多一点点！” 没错 ！<br /><br /> 你合起 我的 手，手指紧扣。你变得狂喜，但随后开始在我身旁开始冷静下来 。<br />你保持着微笑，眯起眼睛对我说：“再来一次？” | |||
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我必须拒绝。这有点难过，你知道吗？<br />我可以用我的剑指向任何记忆，无论哪段记忆我都会表现得比你好。<br /> 但你 太开心了以至于根本 不 会想到这么多 。<br />你更用力地握住我 的 手，大笑着，逐渐放松下 来 。<br /><br /> 你 变回平时更熟悉的，比较冷静的样子，然后问道：<br /><br />“所以 ， 要往哪去 ？”<br /><br />我 闷哼 一 声，带着你走向我之前提到的那座塔 。<br /><br />我 知道你很清楚要去 那 里……<br /><br />所以我很感谢你还是问了。}} | |||
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You're asleep.<br /><br />Now that you've faded off, I've started thinking of something older.<br /><br />If the memories that we made here could be crystallized, these are the ones I would collect.<br /><br />You'd probably mock me for it. Every time I pick a piece of glass to "carry" around, you're ready<br />to mock me. I think you just don't understand it, but I also think that's just fine.<br /><br />I can't capture you in a memory. You're you, now and forever.<br /><br />But, now that you've faded off, I've started thinking of something older.<br /><br />That one room in glass. That one concert. | |||
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You were like a fire, a storm.<br /><br />Whenever your foot beat down on the flooring, it felt like the entire building shook.<br /><br />The air quaked, and the ground rumbled.<br /><br />Watching you like that always leaves me breathless. The melody you carried then swayed the<br />whole room.<br /><br />Effort. Persistence. It was wonderful. <br /><br />That beat... That smile... How you pulled the bow over those strings, perspired, laughed. | |||
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I thought: I love you.<br /><br />In victory, in struggle—<br /><br />I've always loved you, Luna. | |||
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The song ended to applause. The opposite player could do nothing but graciously accept defeat.<br /><br />You raised your instrument and took a bow.<br /><br />You looked at me, and you said it. I couldn't hear it over the crowd, but the words on your lips<br />were clear:<br /><br />"Better than you, wasn't I?"<br /><br />I frowned. I rolled my eyes. The memory ended. | |||
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" | A world of white came up all around us, and you started walking toward me—the instrument gone<br />from your grasp and replaced by your sword. Still eyeing you, I said:<br /><br />"Are you enjoying winning once that much?"<br /><br />"Once makes one more for me. Now count them up."<br /><br />"Well, we don't have anything to count on."<br /><br />"Count on yourself," you said, and you tapped the side of your head. "Use your head." <br /><br />I'd figured that out, Luna. | ||
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Well, that marked three times, I guessed. Three better performances than me... though you'd<br />never let me remind you. My showing was better... right, I believe it was five times. Yes—after<br />finishing the count in my head, I raised five fingers on one hand, and three on the other.<br /><br />And then you hit my opened palm with your own.<br /><br />"Five!?" you shouted, beaming. "That's barely more than three!" Not wrong!<br /><br />Your hand closed over mine, fingers tightly interlocking. You were feverish, but you were starting<br />to cool near me. Still wearing a smile, you narrowed your eyes at me and offered, "Again?" | |||
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I had to refuse. It was a little sad, you know? I could point my blade at near any memory, and<br />inside it I'd do better than you. But you were too cheerful in the moment to bother thinking that.<br />You squeezed my hand tighter. You laughed. You relaxed.<br /><br />You returned to your preferred, calmer mien, and not long after you said:<br /><br />"So, where to?"<br /><br />I huffed, and led you toward the tower I'd mentioned before.<br /><br />I knew that you knew it...<br /><br />that I still always appreciated you asking.}} | |||
===10-2=== | |||
=== 10- | 解锁条件：完成[[#10-1|10-1]],购入[[Binary Enfold]]曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 露娜]]通过[[Silent Rush]] | ||
解锁条件：完成[[#10- | |||
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你醒了吗？<br /><br />我觉得我在作梦。有点烦的 是 ，我开始梦到你 。<br /><br /> 你的脸、你的片刻、与你有关的场景一幕 幕 出现在我脑海里。<br /> 你演奏过的每一首曲子都让我窒息；你看起来完美而沉稳的掌控每一个动作。<br />当 我想起你 时， 我倾向于想 到 一些“完美”的东西。<br /><br /> 让人心烦的 是 你每一部分都给人不同的看法 。<br /><br /> 我知道你有多容易分心。我知道你一路上是怎么磕磕绊绊走过来 的。 说实话？你真的、真的很怪…… | |||
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你知道 ， 我讨厌我们 在 这里醒来 。<br /><br /> 这么说吧 ， 我 们 两个都觉得这样太快了 ， 没有人想过这里就已经是终点了。<br />我 们学过、读过 的一 切 —— 没有哪本书、哪个老师、哪个家庭或任何东西、<br /> 任何人提到过一个玻璃做的世界。当 我 的眼睛在这些光芒中睁开 ， 你在那里看着它们 开 始发出微光。<br /><br /> 你只是说着： “ 这全都是玻璃做 的 ！”而一瞬之 间 ， 你 便理所当然地看着 一 切 。 | |||
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…… | 我有阵子非常确定，那个时候你为了让我收回眼泪而说着你可以想到的最蠢的话 ……<br /> 像是说 ， 或许因为我们 是 双胞胎，你在从我 的 眼中 看 到忧虑以前 已经 先感受到了我 的 内心，<br /> 而你知道该要大喊什么 才 能让我心情好点。但你接着 开始 对那些玻璃蝴蝶挥手，要它们跟着你 。<br /><br /> 不管你想不想这样 ， 你都让我想起 了 你一直以来 的 样子；<br /> 当你握住我的手 ， 就像是 在 告诉我你永远不会改变 ，而 且…… | ||
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我 | 嗯， 我 爱你 。<br /><br /> 当你 在 我身边 时， 无论你何时离开——<br /><br /> 我会永远爱着你 ， 爱托。<br /><br /> 但你永远不 要 指望我会把这话说出口 。 | ||
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嘿…你还记得我们去过那座塔吗？或许我 们 那时早已看过……<br /> 一半 的 世界，而且你对那个地方很满意。我还 记 得，当我们接近 那 座塔时 ， 我问你 ：<br /><br /> “为什么选 一 座塔？”<br /><br /> 你回答：“那是我们第一个看见的东西！”<br /><br /> ……这回答让我有点错愕。<br /><br /> “……就这样？我们去那座塔就只是因为你……看到它？” | |||
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“是‘我们’看到它。”你强调着。<br /><br /> “我不记得了。”我撒了谎。“你已经疯了吗？”<br /><br /> 你的嘴边露出一丝轻笑。你问我：“你说‘疯’的意思究竟是什么？”<br /><br /> 我是说，你的确疯了，对吧？如果没有玻璃，你可能会继续收集弹珠或树叶。<br /> 如果你不能演奏音乐，你可能会拿起画笔画画。<br /> 如果我们没有一趟旅程要完成，你也无论如何都会带我前往某个地方。<br /><br />你曾说我很“狂野”，但现在看看你自己。 | |||
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那座“塔”甚至称不上是塔…那是一座灯塔，矗立在一望无际的大海上。<br /><br /> 我在灯塔前坐了下来，因为我累了；你也因此在我身后坐了下来。<br /> 当我环顾四周时，我突然有个想法。我向你问道：“等等——等等，这里有贝壳吗！？”<br /><br /> 你说道：“我们就在海边，露娜。”<br /><br /> 我说：“是啊，但这里没有海…。” 我记得说完后就丢下你，为的是让你无精打采。<br /> 我坚持道：“我们来找贝壳吧！这样我们就能从贝壳中倾听大海的声音！” | |||
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你说我很幼稚。嗯哼，抱歉。<br /><br />但你记得吗？你就是引领我们到沙滩上的人。<br /><br /> 我们曾在那里度过一段时间，并透过我们发现的东西回到我们自己的记忆中。}} | |||
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Are you awake?<br /><br />I think that I'm dreaming. It's kind of annoying that I'm starting to dream of you.<br /><br />Your face, your moments; scenes of you are running through my head. How every song you've<br />ever played has stolen my breath away; how every movement you ever make looks controlled and<br />composed. When I think of you, I tend to think of something "perfect".<br /><br />What's annoying is every part of you that begs a different take.<br /><br />I know how easily you lose track. I know you trip and fall sometimes. And honestly? You're really,<br />really weird… | |||
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You know, I hated how we woke up here.<br /><br />I think it's fair to say. Both of us thought this was definitely too soon, that this was a last stop<br />nobody ever would've guessed. Everything we were taught, everything that we read—no books or<br />teachers or family or anything or anyone ever mentioned a world made out of glass. And, when<br />my eyes opened up to all this light here, you were there and saw them starting to shimmer.<br /><br />You just said, "It's all made of glass!" And in an instant, you took to everything like it was nothing. | |||
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For a while, I was pretty sure that back then, you were just saying the dumbest thing you could<br />think of to turn my tears away... Like maybe, because we're twins, you saw into my heart before<br />you saw the worry in my eyes, and you knew exactly what to shout out to make me feel better.<br />But then you started waving for those butterflies of glass to follow you.<br /><br />Whether you were trying to or not, you reminded me of how you always were, and when you<br />grabbed my hand, it was like you were telling me you'd never change, and... | |||
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Well, I love you.<br /><br />When you're beside me, whenever you're away—<br /><br />I will always love you, Eto.<br /><br />Though good luck ever getting me to say that. | |||
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Hey... do you remember when we went to that tower? Maybe we'd seen... about half of the world<br />by then, and you were pretty set on that one place. I remember that, when we were kind of<br />nearing it, I asked you:<br /><br />"Why a tower, anyway?"<br /><br />You said, "It was the first thing we saw!"<br /><br />...I felt a little dumbfounded.<br /><br />"...That's it? We're going there because you... saw it?" | |||
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"WE saw it," you insisted.<br /><br />"I don't remember it," I lied. "You're going crazy already?"<br /><br />A quiet laugh escaped your lips. You asked me, "What's really 'crazy', anyway?"<br /><br />And I mean, you definitely are, right? If it wasn't glass, you'd probably keep collecting marbles or<br />leaves. If you couldn't make music, you'd take up a paintbrush. If we didn't have a path for a<br />journey, you'd find somewhere to bring us anyway.<br /><br />You've called me "wild" before, but look at you. | |||
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The "tower" wasn't even a tower... The thing was a lighthouse, standing over a totally empty sea.<br /><br />I sat down in front of it because I was tired; you sat down behind me because I sat down. And,<br />while I looked around where we were I suddenly got this idea. I asked you, "Wait—wait, are there<br />any shells here!?"<br /><br />You told me, "We are where we are, Luna."<br /><br />And I told you, "Yeah, but there's no sea..." I remember dropping against you after saying that,<br />just to make you slouch. I insisted, "Let's look for shells! Then we can hear what's left of it!" | |||
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You told me I was being childish. Uh-huh. Sorry.<br /><br />But remember? You were the one who led us out onto the sands yourself.<br /><br />We'd spend some time there, and through what we'd find return to memories of our own.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[#10-2|10-2]],购入[[Binary Enfold]]曲包<br> 解锁要求：采用[[爱托]]通过[[Strongholds]] | |||
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露娜，还记得我们在下面发现更多的贝壳碎片吗？我们连一个完整的贝壳都找不到…我想这说得通。<br /> 嗯，我对这个发现很高兴。此外，我们解锁了关于一片海岸和大海的记忆…<br /> 我们在那里发现的贝壳也很有用。<br /><br /> 在其中，我们知道记忆中的人已快速离开了海滩。我们没有在意，并决定留下来。<br /><br /> “我们可以下水游泳吗…？”你好奇的问道，同时一只手拿着海螺放在耳边，眯着眼睛看着海浪。<br /><br /> 我提醒你：“呃，我们不能游泳，但你…可能可以。 ” | |||
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“哦对了，没错，”你看着我，嘴角憋着笑（而我已皱起了眉头）。“你不会游泳！”<br /><br /> “别说了，否则我丢沙子到你头发里。”我威胁道。并用手指着你。<br /><br /> “我们来学啊！”你大叫，指着我们前方的海洋。<br /><br /> 我抱怨着我们没有泳衣可穿。<br /> 你告诉我那只是一段回忆，我们会没事的，并在我意识到之前，你已握住了我的手。 | |||
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水感觉起来很真实。冰冷的感觉 也 很 真 实。你把我拉进大海。你引导着我胡乱摆动 的 双腿 。<br /><br /> 你享受着你少数可以夸耀的事物 ， 游泳 这 件事显然你比我更擅长 。<br /><br /> 你 知道 吗 ， 当时我 的 脑袋里充满了各种 思 绪和疑惑 。那 种感觉难以形容 。<br /> 分心？有点害怕 ， 但很好玩？我原本有成千上 万的 疑问 ， 但 这 些最终都在我脑海中被搁置 一 旁 。 | |||
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当记忆结束后 ， 你拖着我到白色沙滩上。你在搔我痒。你真 的 太过分了。你简直无 可 救药 。<br /><br /> 虽然我 不 喜欢 这 样 ， 但我发现 自己 正在微笑 。<br /><br /> 很快 的， 我想起来我 是 你 的 姐姐 。<br /><br /> 我抓住你的脸 ， 捏你 的 脸颊 。<br /><br />“ 住手，你这个小屁孩 。” 我严厉 地 说 道。 | |||
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对此，你得意地看着我，还捏了捏我的鼻子 。<br /><br /> “不要挠那里！” 当你继续进行搔痒攻击时，我开始哀号，尽管我知道这仍无法阻止你 。<br /><br /> 事实是 ， 我从一开始就不会阻止你 。}} | |||
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Luna, remember how all we found down below were more shards? We couldn't even find one<br />shell... I guess it made sense. Well, I was delighted by the find. And besides, we unlocked a<br />memory that reflected a shore and a sea... and the shells we found there worked for us just as well.<br />In it, we knew that the person remembering had left the beach quickly. We ignored that, and<br />decided to stay.<br />"Can we swim in it...?" you wondered aloud, squinting into the waves with a conch up to your ear.<br />And I reminded you, "Well, we can't, though you... might." | |||
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"Oh yeah, that's right," you said, looking my way as you held back a smile from your lips (as for<br />me, I was already frowning). "You can't swim!"<br />"Stop it right now or I'll put sand in your hair," I threatened. I pointed right at you, too.<br />"Let's learn!" you cried, and you pointed to the ocean before us.<br />I whined that we wouldn't have any swimming clothes in there. You told me it was only a<br />memory—we'd be fine—and before I knew it, you had my hand in yours. | |||
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The water felt real. That cold was real. You pulled me into the sea. You guided my wobbling legs.<br />You enjoyed one of the few things you could say, definitively, that you had the better of me at.<br />You know, back then my head was full of thoughts and questions. The feeling was indescribable.<br />Distracting? A little fearful, but having fun? I could've asked a hundred, a million things, but they<br />all ended up brushed aside in my mind. | |||
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When the memory was over, you tackled me down to the now-white sands. You were tickling me.<br />You're really so ruthless. You're incorrigible.<br />Even though I hadn't wanted to, I found myself smiling.<br />Soon enough, I remembered I'm your older sister.<br />I grabbed your face and stretched out your cheeks.<br />"Cut this out, you brat," I said sternly. | |||
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To this you looked down upon me smugly, and proceeded to pinch my nose.<br />"Not there!" I whined as you resumed your tickle assault, knowing that whining couldn't stop you<br />whatsoever.<br />The truth is I'd never stop you in the first place.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#10-3|10-3]],购入[[Binary Enfold]] 曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 露娜]]通过[[Next to you]] | ||
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爱托，我想知道你是否一直那么轻 。<br /><br /> 在吵闹过后你累了 ， 因此我不得 不 背 着 你上灯塔 。<br /><br /> 我把你背 在 身 后 。你知道我更喜欢你背我 。<br /> 我们两个人中，你的触感更像枕头般柔软 。 你也知道这并不公平 。 | |||
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虽然世界是白色的，但这座塔里面还 是 太暗了——因为螺旋楼梯上没有任何窗户，更何况你睡着了 …<br /> 好吧，这段时间我都是自己一人了 。<br /><br />我 只能听到你的呼吸声，还有我脚步的回音。我只能勉强看到远处顶端 的 光芒 。<br /><br /> …我想起了 我 们 的 小时候，还有… 我 在想 ， 每 次 睡觉前 ， 你不是都会唱歌给我听吗？<br /> 我 想 着你是怎么做 的， 然后我张开口—— | |||
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世界 | “哼—哼—哼—哼，小星星…我想知道你究竟为何物，可以高出 世界 如此之多……”<br /><br /> “有如天空中的钻石？”<br /><br /> ……随之而来的 是 你 的 歌 声。<br /><br /> 我继续爬着楼梯，但不再唱着那首属于 孩子的 曲调 。<br /><br /> 你问道： “ 那是儿歌吗，露娜？ ” 你的声音听起来昏昏沉沉——但绝对是清醒 的。<br /><br /> 我什么也没说 。 我可以感受到脸上和耳朵的炙热 ， 是 我 从未希望你看见的景象 。 | ||
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“你还没唱到太阳下山 的 部分，”你说 着，一 头埋进我的头发里 。 我回道：<br /><br /> “闭嘴 。 ”<br /><br /> 你咯咯地笑了，你 的 气息搅 动 着周遭 的 空气 。<br /><br />“ 反正 这 边也没有夜晚可言 。 ”我提醒着你： “ 算 了 吧 。”<br /><br /> 你说： “ 其实，那首曲子从未提过月亮，不是吗 ……” 。<br /><br /> 我对 自 己重复 道 ：“算 了 吧 。 ” | |||
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你回道：“再 说…… 你还 是 要带我到上面吧？” 。<br /><br /> “一旦我落入你的手中 ， 你就真 的不 肯放手了……” 我嘀咕着 。<br /> 我可以感受到你脸上的笑容。<br /> 想到 这 点 ， 我似乎 也 可 以 感受到你 的 胸膛……<br />接着心想着：好了，你要下来了 。<br /><br /> 我把你放 在 后方 ， 就待在我 的 身旁 。<br /><br /> 你拍拍我 的 背 ， 再来 是 我的头 。 | |||
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我想告诉你， 不 要再这样了 ……<br /><br />但 我只 是 撇开我的眼睛，摆出一副鬼脸 。<br /><br /> “来嘛 ， 露娜 。 ”你哄着我 ， 甚至抬起我 的 下巴 。 “我们几乎就要到最顶端了……或许吧！”<br /><br /> 我想， 也 对 ， 我 是这 里 的妹妹 ……<br /><br /> 那好吧——也就这 一 次 了。}} | |||
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Eto, I wonder if you were always that light.<br /><br />You tired out after our roughhousing, which meant I was the one who had to bring you up the<br />lighthouse.<br /><br />I had you against my back. You know I prefer the reverse. You're the more pillow-like of the<br />two of us. You knew it wasn't fair. | |||
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Although the world was white, the tower—without any windows on its spiral staircase—was too<br />dark. And with you nearly asleep... well, it'd been a while since I'd found myself alone.<br /><br />I could only hear your breath and the echoes of my own steps. I could only see the distant glow of<br />the top... barely.<br /><br />...I thought about back when we were a little younger, and... I was thinking, didn't you always<br />sing something for me at bedtime? I wondered how it went, and I started— | |||
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"...Hmm-hmm hmm-hmm... little star... How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high..."<br /><br />"Like a diamond in the sky?"<br /><br />...Your voice followed.<br /><br />I continued up the stairs, but I stopped the children's tune.<br /><br />"A baby song, Luna?" you asked. Your voice sounded groggy—but definitely awake.<br /><br />I said nothing. I could feel heat in my face and in my ears that I never wanted you to see. | |||
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"You didn't get to the part about the sun going down," you said, nuzzling into the back of my hair.<br />To that I replied:<br /><br />"Shut up."<br /><br />You giggled, your breath tossing the strands.<br /><br />"There's no night in this place anyway," I reminded you. "Forget it."<br /><br />"Actually, that song never mentions the Moon, does it...?" you said.<br /><br />I repeated myself: "Forget it." | |||
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"Also... you're still going to carry me up there, hm?" you asked.<br /><br />"You really don't let go once you've got your fangs in me, huh..." I muttered. I could feel the smile<br />on your face. Thinking on it, I could feel your chest, too...<br />And I thought: alright, you're coming down.<br /><br />I set you down behind and beside me.<br /><br />You patted my back, then my head. | |||
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I wanted to tell you to stop that...<br /><br />But I only turned my eyes away and grimaced.<br /><br />"Come on, Luna," you coaxed me, even lifting my chin. "We're almost at the top... probably!"<br /><br />I thought: right, I'm the little sister here...<br /><br />So I'd allow it—just this once.}} | |||
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解锁条件：完成[[# | 解锁条件：完成[[#10-4|10-4]],购入[[Binary Enfold]] 曲包<br>解锁要求：采用[[ 露娜]]通过[[Memory Forest]] | ||
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我们已经登上灯塔 ， 通常那会有一盏灯在那扇窗台不断闪烁着——<br /> 我们其中一人把手放在膝盖上跨坐在那里。<br /> 另一人则站 在她的 身旁， 一 手扶 在 那个窗台上 ， 用一种从未听过 的的 节奏拍 打 着 。<br /><br /> 在看向其他 事 物 前， 我们就这样看着彼此 。<br /> 而我们另一只手 ， 指尖碰着指尖； 有 时一只 ，有 时则是两只，<br /> 漫不经心地玩着除了按压对方 的 指头外毫无规则 的 游戏 。 | |||
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“ 如果我真的开始变得比你更 好 ，你会怎么做？ ” 妹妹问道。<br /> “如果我开始每次都获得更多 的 掌 声 ，或是每次都在卡牌游戏上击败你，或是——”<br /><br /> 姐姐回道：“你的假设真多。”“很多如果——而且都是很大而空 的 如果 ， 不是吗？”<br /><br /> “这个嘛 …… ”另一人开始说道，一边心不在焉看着我们身后那盏破碎 的 灯。“嗯， 是 这样没错。”<br /><br /> 我们继续那场漫 无 目的 的 游戏 。 | |||
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“但你 不 该就此放弃 。 何况真 的 不必由我来告诉你这点 ， 对吧？”<br /><br />…… 我们一起笑了 。<br /><br /> 我们携手一起将目光转向那片景 色。 | |||
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世界早已干枯。而我们唯一发现的生命就仅剩彼此。<br /> 那无形的太阳无情地击垮所有的一切。我们依然相互连接着，看着这一切，保持放松 。<br /><br /> 悄然无声之间，我们 似乎 达成了共识——<br /><br />“ 我想要再试着种种看花草 ……”<br /><br /> “对 ， 我也是……”<br /><br /> 我们凝视着Arcaea ， 没有再多说什么 。 | |||
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一颗红色彗星划破天际 。<br /><br /> 我们看向 天 空……<br /><br /> ……黑夜早已降临 。}} | |||
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We'd summited the lighthouse, and where a lamp would usually be shining—on that sill, one of us<br />sat with a hand across her knee. The other stood beside her, one hand on that same sill, tapping<br />to an unheard rhythm.<br /><br />We looked at one another before looking at anything else. With our free hands we touched our<br />fingers together, one and sometimes two at a time, inattentively playing a rule-less game of<br />matching pad presses. | |||
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"What will you do if I really start getting better than you?" the younger of us asked. "If I start always<br />getting louder applause, or I start always beating you at cards, or—"<br /><br />"That's a lot of speculation there," the older of us replied. "So many ifs—and they're BIG ifs, aren't<br />they?"<br /><br />"Well..." the other began, staring absently at the broken light behind us, "yeah, they are."<br /><br />We continued our purposeless game. | |||
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"But you shouldn't give up. And I don't really have to tell you that, do I?"<br /><br />...We smiled at that.<br /><br />We joined hands, and turned our attention to the landscape. | |||
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The world was dry. The only life we'd found in it had been one another's. The sun, unseen, beat<br />down mercilessly on everything. We remained connected. We watched, and we relaxed.<br /><br />Quietly, we kind of suddenly agreed—<br /><br />"I want to try planting a garden again..."<br /><br />"Yeah, me too..."<br /><br />We stared out at Arcaea, saying nothing more. | |||
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A red comet cut the sky.<br /><br />We looked out at the day…<br /><br />...and night began to fall.}} | |||
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那都是 很 久以前 的 事了 。<br /><br /> 当夜幕降临 ，天 空再 度 被划破以前——<br /><br /> ……其实 ， 当她们握 着 那把随身携带 的 剑时 ， 总是能感觉到……<br /><br /> ……感觉到，即便 这 已是来世 ， 事情依旧会再度走到尽头 。<br /><br />Arcaea 会发生不可逆转 的 改变 ， 就在一瞬间，就 这 样糟糕地开始了 。 | |||
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然而 ， 当现在 一 切真的就要发生 的 时候 ， 她们反而从容以对 。<br /><br /> 毕竟 ， 当人们知 道 自己时间所剩不多时，还会说些 什么 呢 ？<br /><br /> “我会说，剩下 的 时间 我 想好好玩一玩—— ”<br /><br />“ 我会说，剩 下 的时间我想变开心一点—— ”<br /><br />“—— 但说实话 ， 剩下的 时 间我只想和你 一 起度 过。” | |||
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……现在 ， 她们再度踏上旅行 。<br /><br />“ 露娜，来吧。”年长的 那 位这 么 说。<br /><br /> 年轻 的 则是顺 着 被毁的楼梯往下走了几步 。 她不断回头 看 着已经摧毁的一切 。<br /> 她才刚踏出几步 ， 阶梯就开始瓦解了 。<br /><br />她 跳了下去，她的姐姐接住了她，她们脚下 的 地面也随之裂开和晃动 。<br /><br /> 她们紧抱着彼此，看向那碎裂的地平线。<br /><br /> 天空破裂了 。 大地破裂 了。 在世界某个深处，有什么 东西 已经完全碎裂 ， 从而全世界都 开始 瓦解了 。<br /><br /> 然而 ， 她们也只能继续 前 进 。 | |||
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我们可以随时回去。我们也可以随时回来。<br /><br />女孩们再度踏上旅程，跳跃在白色 世界的 破败碎片上 时， 或许 会 这样想 。<br /><br />那么，只要再踏出一步，再经过一次旅行……<br /><br /> 只要再看一眼 ， 再唱一首歌曲……<br /><br /> 她们现 在 向上 空 飞去 。 她们正腾空在一切万物之上 。 | |||
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两人微笑着并握住彼此的手 ， 将 她们的 钥匙瞄准天空——对准依旧以残余之姿游荡的Arcaea。<br /><br />她们 在周围绽放 的光 芒中进入了另一片记忆 。<br /><br /> 那就对了 ， 一直都是如此：<br /><br /> 只要再来一支舞 。}} | |||
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That was all a long time ago.<br /><br />When the night fell, before the sky was shattered again—<br /><br />...Actually, when they gripped the blades they always had with them, they always got the sense...<br /><br />...The sense that, although this was after life, things would still come to an end again.<br /><br />Arcaea would irreversibly change—and quite suddenly, and quite terribly, it began to. | |||
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However, now that it is actually coming to pass, they took it in stride.<br /><br />After all, what does one say when they learn they haven't got much longer?<br /><br />"I could say that I'll spend this playing around—"<br /><br />"I could say that I'll spend this trying to be happy—"<br /><br />"—But honestly, I'd just want to spend however long we have with you." | |||
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...They're traveling again, now.<br /><br />"Luna, come on," says the older one.<br /><br />The younger takes some steps down a ruined staircase. She's been looking back where everything<br />had fallen down. When she walks only a little, the stairs begin to crumble.<br /><br />She leaps down; her sister catches her as the earth splits and shifts below them as well.<br /><br />Hugging one another, they look out to the broken horizon.<br /><br />The sky is broken. The land has broken. In some deep part of the world, something has utterly<br />fractured, and so it has begun to collapse.<br /><br />And yet, they merely continue on. | |||
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We can always go back. We can always return.<br /><br />Perhaps the girls are thinking that as they set off once more—as they leap over the decaying<br />pieces of the world of white.<br /><br />So, one more step, one more trip...<br /><br />One more sight, one more song...<br /><br />They take flight now. They rise above it all. | |||
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Smiling, the two hold one another's hands and aim their keys at the sky —at the Arcaea still<br />swimming through what remains of it.<br /><br />Light glows all around them, and they enter another memory.<br /><br />That's right, always:<br /><br />One more dance.}} | |||
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