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...Had she ever known anything else?}}
...Had she ever known anything else?}}
===13-1===
解锁条件：购入[[Crimson Throne]]单曲<br>解锁要求：通过[[Crimson Throne]]
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黑暗笼罩着一切，吞噬着一切。
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只知道不断地啃食，粘腻而又肮脏。
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光明即使到来，也是短暂的，顷刻便被吞噬。
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这片广茂大地，吟唱着这破碎之心的歌谣。
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万籁俱寂之时，她苏醒于无边无际的黑暗。
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一抹红擦亮了整片漆黑。
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在虚无中，依莉丝苏醒过来。
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女孩撑起身，放松舒展了一下自己的身体。
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虚无紧随着她，如粘腻的焦油一般难缠。不过女孩还是振作了起来，将自己与纠缠不放的东西解离。
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她自由了，她的发丝，她的身体，她的衣着，都自由了。她的双脚感触到了切切实实的大地。
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一抹光束在她的身下展开，而她跪坐于其上。|她的大衣披在她的肩上，恰如其分。
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她不知晓自己是谁，也无从得知自己所在何处。
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依莉丝起身，看着周遭空洞无一物的景象，蹙起了眉。
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脑海中不知为何浮现了这样一个称呼，一个地点：Arcaea......
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也不知为何，她清楚现在所在的地方并不是Arcaea。
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Arcaea是一座天堂，不属于她的天堂，她并非诞生于那里。
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在一片混乱之中，她开始迈步向前。
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脚下，一条步道延伸开来。
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世界正不断地塑形、改变，依莉丝前方的道路也正不断随着她的想法而发生变化：或顺从，或抵抗。
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她并不焦虑，也不担忧。
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如果，这里是她的地盘......
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那么一切都不足为惧。
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因为她，是这里的主人。
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Shadow creeps through all that exists here.
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Stains it, sticky and foul.
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Light wanders in for but a moment, and is then swallowed whole.
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This is the expanse that tells of a shattered heart.
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And in that quiet place, she opens her eyes to the dark.
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Deepest red shines through the black.
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Ilith awakens there, in the Void.
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Embedded in a strange layer of \"nothing\", the girl lifts up her body—stretches herself from it all.
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Like tar, the nothing catches her. Nonetheless she pulls forth and snaps away from the clinging mass.
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Her hair, her body, her clothes are freed, and she puts her feet to the ground—the ground which, now,
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exists. A platform of light appears beneath her, and she kneels upon it.
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The coat over her shoulders settles.
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She does not know who she is. She does not know where this is.
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As Ilith stands, she frowns into the emptiness around her.
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A name rings inside her head—a place: \"Arcaea\"...
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And yet she also knows... this is not there.
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\"Arcaea\" is a paradise... and one she was not born into.
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She sets forth into the chaos.
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A pathway forms underneath her.
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As the world turns over onto itself and the path she walks bends with (and often against) her whims,
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no caution, no anxiety burdens her heart.
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If this is her place...
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...then it is hers, and nothing to fear.
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===13-2===
解锁条件：完成[[#13-1|13-1]]，购入[[Crimson Throne]]单曲<br>解锁要求：通过[[Lucifer]]
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冲出黑暗、去往天堂的道路豁然开朗，不是一条光明的道路，但无妨，至少是一条路。不过，
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依莉丝并不着急迈步。
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Arcaea在那里，所以她便动身前往，纯粹因为事实，而不是念想。在路途中她更加了解了那是个什么地方，
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也知晓了一些关于Arcaea的过去。
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那里有一堆傻乎乎的女孩子，其中一个蠢到满脑子只有美好和光明，另一个倒是蛮惊艳，
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不过她的勇气却让她的道路布满荆棘、崎岖不平。当然了，
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在Arcaea世界里的女孩子可不止这两个——大把大把的女孩在其中无精打采地闲逛，
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看着飞舞的玻璃碎片茫然地笑。
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对她来说，如果要笑的话，那不如就大胆张扬地笑就好了，哪怕是坏坏地。
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能透过它看见什么东西的窗遍布依莉丝周围，通过这些窗，她不断地了解这些人们，这个雪白的世界，
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依莉丝不禁感到怜悯。
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这样一个逻辑分明的世界都搞不明白，她们肯定过得不怎么样。
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她在虚空之中呆了足够久，她隐约感到了自己与Arcaea和虚空本身的联系。
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她知道，自己是特别的，自己是与众不同的。因为其他人苏醒的时候都有白光欢迎着他们，而她没有。
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“就像这样......”依莉丝经过一扇发光的窗户时小声嘀咕道。窗中映衬着一个戴着单片眼镜的女孩，
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依莉丝之前见过她。“你今天又打算干嘛？还是自言自语吗？”
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这窗跟着依莉丝一起向前，出于无聊，依莉丝便继续观察那个女孩。
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戴着个单片眼镜的女孩差不多跟依莉丝同一时间清醒过来，醒来后大部分时间都在自说瞎话。
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“……”
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依莉丝沉默不语。
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不过现在，女孩做出了一个新的举动。
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“......?”
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只见那个女孩抬起手，用玻璃创造出了一个小小的造物。
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依莉丝沉默了，停下了脚步。此前跟随她的窗这时已经散去、消失，可她还是没迈开步子，
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而是在原地沉默不语。
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过了许久，她囔囔道：“啊......我竟然没想到还可以这样。”
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不过，她才不会给自己创造一个所谓的“伙伴”，她不需要这种东西。
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依莉丝抬起手，一小部分虚空随之开裂。
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“当然......”她轻声说道。
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一声笑从她的嘴角滑出，紧接着是一句冷冷的低语：“因为它们都属于我。”
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这是一个什么样的世界呢，当你敞开怀抱，接受世间所给予你的一切，你就能得到它的全部。
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这种情况她已经见了太多次了。她不禁责备自己：自己怎会觉得虚空就会不同呢？
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她的脚下不是生出了道路吗？前方的道路不是因她的意念铺开来了吗？
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见前为地平线所在，一个人便会追赶。
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见前为高山之所在，一个人便会攀爬。
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当你发现你可以生火，你的内心就会燃起欲望的火焰。
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于是在刹那之间，一个充满亵渎意味的愿望便诞生了——仅仅是出于好奇力量可以做到什么地步，
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她便立下誓言：
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她，黑暗的造物，将会让黑夜降临这日不落之地。
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There is a way to paradise out of the dark. It is in no way illuminated, but it is surely there.
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However, there should be no misunderstanding this one fact: she has no urge to go.
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\"Arcaea\" is there, so she reaches for it—not out of desire, but out of fact. As she goes, she even learns
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\"Arcaea\" is a world of fool young girls. One is dumb with a head full of light, another is impressive,
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though her bravery guides her down a thorned path. Of course, that is only two. There are so many
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others: wandering about listlessly and watching dancing glass with vacant smiles.
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If you're to wear a smile, wear it strongly—wear it wickedly.
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\"Knowing\" them through scattered windows to a world of white, Ilith feels a sense of pity for the lot.
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They can't even make sense of a sensible world; they'd never fare well here.
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She spends very long in the Void, and in it she feels connected, both to that \"Arcaea\" and to the Void itself.
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She knows herself to be unique. She knows herself to be different.
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All others have light to greet them upon awakening.
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\"Like this one...\" she mutters as she trudges past a glowing window. In it is the sight of a girl who sports
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a monocle: a girl that she's seen before. \"What are you up to today? Talking to yourself again?\"
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The window follows Ilith as she walks. Bored, she continues to watch. The girl with a monocle has been
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awake for about as long as Ilith, and most of that time has been spent prattling
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\"...\"
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But now, the girl does something different.
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\"...?\"
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She lifts her hand and makes a little being out of glass.
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Silent and stopped for several moments, Ilith remains even after the window fades away.
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\"...Oh, well, that's…\" she breathes after a while. \"I can't believe I hadn't thought of that.\"
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She will not make a companion; she doesn't need such a thing.
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When Ilith lifts her hand, a small part of the Void breaks.
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\"Of course...\" she whispers. She chuckles, then. Another cool whisper: \"This is all mine.\"
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In this world, should you embrace what it gives, then it will give all of itself to you.
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She has seen this so many times. She chastises herself for thinking it might be any different out in the
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Void. Did not paths appear at her feet? Did not a way forward manifest by her will?
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Like when one sees a horizon, and seeks to reach it;
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Like when one sees a mountain, and sets out to climb it;
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Like finding that you can set a fire, and having fire flare up within your heart subsequently...
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At once, a profane wish manifests in her heart for no other reason than to see what can be done with
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\"power\", and she soon vows this:
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She, a being of the dark, will bring nightfall to the land of endless Sun.
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解锁条件：完成[[#13-2|13-2]]，购入[[Crimson Throne]]单曲<br>解锁要求：通过[[Anökumene]]
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当然，如此壮观的场面可不是一下就能成功的。依莉丝打算养精蓄锐，将所有的精力都专注于这件事情之上。
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一段时间过后，她变得愈发自信了起来。
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她站立于飞舞漂浮的玻璃碎片之中。
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“就是那里！”
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她向前挥手，将远处的一扇窗关闭。
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一条狭窄的泛着白光的通道随之倾塌，失去了光亮，化作了一袭黑烟。
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“好了......”她小声说道。
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虚空很大程度上并不符合常理，但就算如此，它也会遵循一些“法则”。
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它由黑暗组成，一种飘忽不定的物质，顷刻形成，顷刻消散。
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它不受引力影响，所谓的方位的存在是极为短暂的，因为其在黑暗中毫无意义。
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它吸收思想以构筑自己的结构，即使是潜意识也可以在黑暗中创造出一条路径来。
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它的上限没有意义：离边缘太近，就会被吞并，魂飞魄散。
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而Arcaea却总是出现在虚空之中，非常急迫，仿佛孤注一掷一般，透过这些“窗”——换言之，通道，
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显现出来。
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女孩攥紧了拳头，雾气缭绕于她的指尖。
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她紧盯着自己的手，集中注意力。
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“......”
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她摊开手，一片玻璃碎片漂浮于其上。
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“嗯......”她喃喃自语。
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难道，像这样“碰触”这片雪白的世界，玻璃就会诞生吗？
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就算两者之间真有关联，也不会是必然的吧。
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她屡次与那个世界擦肩而过。有的时候，她能感觉得到，那是一种类似快乐或温暖的感觉，
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一路从指尖流淌到她的手臂上，让她的手指颤抖。她知道如果这时做点什么的话，
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一段记忆就可能会诞生于她的掌心。但是这只是可能，因为有些时候这种感觉会消失，最后什么都没留下。
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现在这份记忆存放的是关于什么宠物的回忆，她转过头去，不再看向记忆，让它缓缓飘走了。
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她有着控制虚空的力量，但却不如那个戴着单片眼镜的女孩子拥有控制Arcaea的能力那样显著。
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她不甘地咬紧了牙。
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好像她对于那份连接的感觉是正确的，只不过相比起往其中注入意念，更像是她有着能操控这个世界的力量，
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就像控制一场风暴那样——风暴已至，来势汹汹，不可阻挡，但你有着调控它的力量：或是将其吸收，
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或是将其调转方向。
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她看见过关于狂风的记忆，那种力量宣告着死亡，因此，她觉得用狂风来比喻就十分恰当。
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虚空就像是一场风暴的中心，力量围绕着其旋转。这种感觉她十分熟悉，一直以来，
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她都是这种感觉——这种渴望不断吸引和承载力量的感觉。
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她现在知道自己有关闭一扇窗、一个通道的力量了。当她感觉到空气在震颤时，她便明白：
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一部分虚空可以被“打破”。打破它就可以让它安定下来，让它变得“听话”，
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这样她就可以塑造出黑暗。她可以造出属于自己的窗，虽然没有真的这么做过，但至少她是这么认为的。
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因为先前她总是没把握好机会，但这次机会就在眼前，她确信这次自己可以做到。
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她想做的是什么呢？她才不会乖乖走到Arcaea那个世界去——她会强行开出一条捷径，直达那里。
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虚空翻滚着。
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她的脊背一阵发凉，依莉丝狠狠瞪了一眼周遭的黑暗。
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黑暗静止了，继而断裂开来。诡异地，世界突然就正常起来了。她扬起了嘴角。
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正是时候。也太巧了点，或许黑暗太过于喜欢她了。
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依莉丝抬起手抓住她面前的空气，空气实化了，宛如一片纸张。
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她用力把黑暗往后一推，踏入了一片光亮之中。她的瞳孔因此收缩，她笑了起来。
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一扇窗就是这么由人力产生的。她将黑夜与虚空撕开，白日的世界便出现在她眼前，一览无遗。
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从空中俯瞰一切，视角绝佳。光线充足到刺眼，未免太充足了点。一股气流忽然吹来，
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一如脚下的世界正怒吼着，企图反抗这暴力十足的行径。
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“......听话！”她呼唤着虚空的应援。黑暗如藤蔓般爬上她的手臂，翻腾着在她的手中汇聚成一股气旋。
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就是现在——
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她收回手，然后向前，将黑暗化作利刃切向光明。
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窗应声而碎，白黑其间，如流星一般坠落，化作洪流将她一并带离了那个地方。
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Of course, something so monumental could take an age to carry out. She decides to hone what she has,
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and spends a great deal of time dedicated to the task.
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And after that time passes, she becomes rather confident.
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Now, she stands beside some errant pieces of floating glass.
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\"...There!\"
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Casting her hand forward, she \"shuts\" a window from afar.
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A wispy and white portal collapses in on itself, loses light and is crushed into black smoke.
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\"Alright...\" she mutters.
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The Void is largely nonsensical, but even it follows rules.
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It is comprised of darkness: a kind of impossible matter that is at once there and not.
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It lacks any concept of gravity, and all direction is transient.
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It seeks structure from thought, for even subconscious thought can grant a pathway through the black.
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It has a worthless limit: an edge that can snatch away one's soul should they draw too near to it.
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And finally, \"Arcaea\" attempts to manifest here often, and shows itself—almost as if desperate—through
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these portals, or \"windows\".
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The girl clenches her fist. Wisps crawl between her fingers.
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She stares at her hand. She concentrates.
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\"...\"
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Her fingers unfurl, and a glass shard now floats above it.
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\"Hm...\" she moans.
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Is there a correlation between \"touching\" the white world like that and the glass manifesting?
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If so, it isn't a consistent thing.
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She \"feels\" it sometimes, when she brushes against the other side. A feeling, something akin to bliss or
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warmth, courses through her arm. Her fingers tremble. If she acts in that moment, a memory may
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appear in her palm. Only \"may\"... Other times, the feeling passes, and there is nothing.
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What has shown itself now is a memory of some pet. She turns her head and lets it drift away.
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She has power over the Void, but it isn't as clear-cut as the monocle girl's power over Arcaea. She grits
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her teeth.
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She was right, it seemed, about that sense of connection. It's less like exerting will; it seems more to her
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that she can bend the world like one might conceivably bend a storm. The storm is already there, and it
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came about on its own. It's unstoppable, and powerful, but you have some power to \"push\" at it–to
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siphon it, or redirect it. From the few memories she's seen of death-bringing squalls and overwhelming
<br>
typhoons, it seems an appropriate comparison. The Void is often more like the eye of a storm, but there
<br>
is definitely power surrounding it. That, she feels—always. She feels a vector to \"power\".
<br><br>
She has learned that she can close a window now and then. She knows that when she feels a tremor
<br>
through the air, part of the Void can be \"broken\". Breaking it settles it—brings it to heel for more. She can
<br>
shape darkness then. She can make windows of her own—or, she thinks she can. The opportunity has
<br>
always slipped by her, but...the opportunity is there, she's sure of it.
<br><br>
And what she wants to do, rather than walk the way to Arcaea, is force her way through—
<br>
to have a shortcut.
----
The Void churns.
<br>
A shiver runs down her back, and she fires a glare at the surrounding shadows.
<br><br>
It all goes still. It snaps, and the world feels suddenly, oddly, ordinary. A smile cuts across her face.
<br><br>
Convenient timing. Perhaps too convenient? Or perhaps she's garnered more favor from the dark.
<br>
Ilith lifts her hand and grabs at the air before her. It goes solid like a sheet.
<br><br>
And violently she pulls it aside, grinning as her pupils shrink to sudden light.
<br><br>
This is how a window is created. She rends the Void apart, and the World of White appears before her—
<br>
all of it. This is a vantage point in the sky...  The light is almost painful. Air suddenly rushes out. The world
<br>
groans and rebels.
<br>
The World of White is here—through an impassable window.
<br>
Always, always impassable. Until, that is, today.
----
\"Come on...!\" she calls to the Void. Darkness crawls up her other arm like vines, twisting and melding into
<br>
a maelstrom over her hand.
<br><br>
This is the opportunity—
<br><br>
She draws her hand back, and forcefully strikes the dark against the daylight—
<br><br>
—and, like that, the window shatters. It explodes with light and shadow, falling away like glass, sending
<br>
her tumbling through.
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“愿望”是一个好词，真诚而又美好，有着希望和期许那般的光明质感，还有一种获得胜利的感觉，
<br>
但是她的愿望呢？
<br><br>
对于一个诞生在黑暗之中的女孩来说，她的愿望是什么样的？既不是真诚，也没有期许。
<br>
那会是嫉妒吗？惧怕呢？
<br><br>
都不是。她的愿望，只是为了她自己罢了。
<br><br>
而她也有罪，其名为傲。
----
下坠过程中，虚空拉扯着依莉丝，光明也将她一并吞没，破碎的空间碎片散开在她周围。
<br>
离地面还有不少的距离。
<br><br>
窗合上了。阴影包裹着她，几近绝望，但尚存一息。她任其翻转于身旁，任其与她合二为一，
<br>
她的坠落宛如一片不断下坠的风暴。
<br><br>
一颗灰暗的荒星孤独地下坠着，但她却禁不住灿烂地微笑起来，内心暖洋洋的。
<br><br>
在黑暗中，下坠的“荒星”旁，一颗红色的彗星也同样在不断坠落，想必她也是笑容灿烂、
<br>
心满意足吧，但依莉丝对此视若无睹。即便她察觉到了，也不会看哪怕一眼。
----
因为她实在是欣喜若狂。
<br><br>
依莉丝向着地面不断坠落，笑着，混于黑影之间。她实在是欣喜若狂。
<br><br>
她将手伸向云彩，云彩翻滚着虚空的力量，这力量向前冲去，却还是没能抓住天空。
<br><br>
但黑暗是多么想抓住光明啊。她是多么想抓住天空啊。
<br>
她细细品味着这种渴望，再次将黑暗的力量带向前——千万束黑影直指苍穹。
----
然后，她便捉住了云彩。
<br><br>
而后，她又抓住了天空。
<br><br>
她合起双手，一只手臂扯向一边。火光闪烁着，黑暗翻涌着，准备接住这颗从天而降的荒星。
<br>
黑红色的女孩，和夜晚一并降临了。
----
光明向其折服，云层为其分开，新的天空从其中渗出，洇染开来，迅速将半片大地覆盖在了新生的斑驳之中。
<br>
一抹黑自虚空之中降下，一束红从云层之中迸出。
<br>
自此，白昼邂逅了星夜。
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The word \"wish\" is sincere and beautiful. A word that carries with it the bright light of hopes, and some
<br>
idea of inevitable triumph, and yet...
<br><br>
What possesses the heart of the girl born in the dark? It can't be sincerity. It can't be hope.
<br>
Is it envy? Is it dread?
<br><br>
No. Her wish was for herself.
<br><br>
And her sin is pride.
----
The Void grabs at Ilith as she falls. Light, too, engulfs her all at once. Shards of space are scattered around
<br>
her. It is still miles down to the earth.
<br><br>
The window closes. Shadows all surround her, desperate, and still for a moment alive. She lets them
<br>
swirl around her. She lets them become her, and the sight of her is that of a descending, storming cloud.
<br><br>
A lone dark star descends, but her smile is bright, and her heart is full. And before the dark can leave her,
<br>
Ilith bids it stay with her, allows it to darken her.
<br><br>
And in the dark, she is blind to a red comet falling near, smiling near, and also satisfied. Even if she could
<br>
see it, she would not look.
----
For she is rapturous.
<br><br>
Ilith falls toward the earth swaddled in shadows, laughing. She feels simply rapturous.
<br><br>
She reaches her hand out toward the clouds, now fully writhing with the Void's power. That power
<br>
lashes forth once, but fails to grasp the sky.
<br><br>
Yet it wants to. She wants to.
<br>
She embraces the feeling, and casts out the dark again,
<br>
calling forth so many limbs of shadow, racing to the firmament.
----
And soon, the clouds are caught.
<br><br>
Soon, the heavens are seized.
<br><br>
And she closes her hand. With flamboyance and flare, she tears her arm to one side, and shade billows
<br>
below her, ready to catch her safely.
<br><br>
As the girls in red and black fall, so too does the night.
----
The light yields, the clouds part, and a new sky bleeds out from behind it, quickly taking half the earth in
<br>
new and twinkling shade.
<br><br>
A drop of obsidian fell from the Void. A crimson light cut through the clouds.
<br><br>
And there, and then, night met with day.
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