Arcaea中文维基:沙盒
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One more story, a story of two, is told: that of how to be alive.
There is no guide to living—only life itself:
life as a gorgeous thing, life as a gruesome thing...
This, they share.
Have you ever felt the need to cry from the beauty of something?
There is no doubt that you've cried over the unfairness of everything.
When you open your eyes, will you care at all? Or will you be content only to live?
Will the world ever allow you to be content?
There is no shame in wanting to feel happy.
The fragments of memory in the air—both joyous and wretched—drift toward you hopeful two...
A story will begin, but it isn't clear how your threads will be spun...
Reflections from above—reflections surround you—
They are reflections of infinite worlds—not possibilities, but certainties which have already transpired.
Stand. Watch them. Ask yourself after seeing them:
How will you be alive?
A snap in the distance. A sound echoing throughout, and beyond, everything—
And after, they slept.
Silently, they sleep: one against a crumbled wall, one against a ruined tower.
Asleep... but each is stirring now.
A girl in white basked in a rare shadow from the shifted wall she rests beside...
A girl in black bathed in light to spite her...
The girls each begin to open their eyes.
...
This memory, this story of light and conflict... Did you know?
...It begins from seeds of feeling—
It lives upon memories, both cherished and despised—
...And it marches on, as stubborn as time.
With eyes open, the twisted fates of a figure blessed and a figure damned begin to be woven.
And after, it is all forgotten.
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樂園——
在生命結束後，那個名為「天堂」的世界。
那是生命落腳安息的終點。
那是靈魂遊蕩徘徊的遠方。
我就在那裡，而妳也是。
「……所以就這麼結束了？
再也感受不到把手搭在她臉頰上的觸感，
再也體會不到被她用玻璃活活刺穿的疼痛……
我什麼都感覺不到了……也感覺不到她……
……讓我解脫吧……」
為什麼？妳人在這裡，但是……妳不是還有一些心結沒解開嗎？妳明明還有些微弱的心跳……
至少還能再撐一會兒。
「不，已經夠了……」
不，這件事還沒有結束……
聽好了……快想起來。
快想起來妳自己是誰……
妳所經歷的時間遠不止這些，不是嗎？妳肯定見過比這些還要糟的事。
所以趕緊站起來，再次戰——
「閉嘴。」
……那好吧。
那我們就隨便聊聊。
「我剛才說話妳沒聽見嗎？我已經說過我不想說話了。我只想……想要……」
我只想要妳想起來。
「……妳真的挺煩的，妳知道嗎？
那妳又想起來了嗎？如果妳真的記得，妳應該知道我為什麼不……
啊……這是？……
……我好像想起來了……這些記憶正在不停地湧入我的腦海，我全都想起來了。
這麼說來……如果這些記憶全是真的話…… 哈，我以前就這麼想過，但……這是在跟我開玩笑嗎？」
……
「在過去的人生里……我為活在這個世界上而感恩，但是……
生活……卻是那麼的糟糕。
世間踐踏我多少次？又唾棄我多少次？無論怎麼做，憎惡都如影隨形地跟著我。
但我們想要的明明只是……只是運用這股力量來……
來……幫助他人。」
我們嚇到了她們。
「『我們』？妳究竟是誰？」
那，「妳」又是誰？
「真是奇怪……這件事情我居然還想不起來。
……
……妳還是就叫我『對立』吧。」
這樣的話……妳也這樣稱呼我吧。
「開玩笑……真的假的？妳的意思……該不會是我說對了吧？」
說對什麼？
「我是說，她沒有經過任何的思考就創造了這個世界。
如果妳就是我……如果我在這裡曾經度過的人生就這樣被重蹈覆轍……
……那她……真是惡劣到了極點。」
……我認為她只是還沒意識到這一切。
「……如果只是這種理由的話，那她沒什麼值得同情的。或許她和我來自不同的世界，
但這不是她沒有認清自己能力的藉口。她絕對知道，只是不在乎罷了。
所以說……哪怕她真的和我一樣了解這個世界，我也不會原諒她。我和她不一樣，
不是因為我跟塑形者練習了多久，學到了多少東西，而是因為我們對待這個世界的態度就完全不在一條線上。
要是我有足夠的力量……要是我的力量足夠改變這個世界——」
要是有的話我也會這麼做的，但是我做不到，也沒有這麼做。
「……所以最後的結果就是：我又獲得了一次機會。這就是她所想看到的，而且不止我一個人，
她給了所有人第二次機會。
真是蠢到無可救藥啊，完全就是一場笑話，不覺得很好笑嗎？」
……
「什麼？妳笑不出來？妳當然笑不出來。
是啊，這算哪門子的第二次機會，倒不如說是莫大的諷刺。
我如此掙扎地活著，甚至與世界為敵。
即使身心憔悴，血流不止，但我也沒有輕易倒下！
即使我早知道這一切都是徒勞，但我還是一次又一次站起來奮戰到底！
為什麼她要逼我重新經歷所有的一切？啊？快回答我啊！……
我只是想做出改變……
我只是不想……就這樣放棄……」
……那第二次呢？這一次，妳放棄了嗎？
「嗯……我放棄了。
……
嘿……
我知道我要不行了。在離開之前，我還能再看一眼外面的世界嗎？
我還能透過我的鳥兒再看她那個小小牢籠最後一眼嗎？」
……沒問題。
「太好了。
……
這樣看過去，還有好多狹小而未知的角落，而且那裡都充滿了被困的靈魂。
不，她們或許都不能被稱作靈魂。這裡的一切說到底都只是記憶，哪怕是我們也不例外。
也不知道她們到底在想什麼……那個時候，我只接觸到那份碎片的一角，還遠沒有到完全理解的程度。」
大家都很幸福呢。真的，少女們都非常的高興。
「……那她真是太殘忍了……
我……
……我現在真的只想大哭一場。為什麼我要這麼做？為什麼我就這麼死了？」
……
「……妳的臉色看起來很不錯，難道妳已經知道答案了嗎？
我好像……終於徹底明白了，而且……好痛苦……這一切都好痛苦。
事情的真相如此殘酷，而我甚至沒有辦法流下眼淚……」
沒錯，看來就是這樣。
「……？」
妳並非真的想喪命於此。那妳當時為什麼還是那樣做了？
「……在我最初的人生中，前方的道路或許暗淡無光……
但我知道它終將引向無數的可能性。誠然，有些道路的盡頭會邁向死亡，但只要我選對了方向，
就一定能找到一條出路。
可是這裡的情況截然不同，而我當時居然還以為自己同樣能在這裡找到出路。
我對自己曾抱有這種天真的想法感到厭惡。
這裡的道路荒蕪貧瘠，而且根本沒有能落腳的地方。
不論是踏上哪一條道路，都只能無休無止地盲目前行，直到雙腿變得徹底麻木，才能看清真相。
而真相就是，無論妳選擇了哪條道路走下去，都會發現最後什麼都沒有。」
……我其實並不這麼認為。我覺得……一定會有通往其它可能性的道路的。
「妳知道妳剛才在說什麼嗎？妳現在可是困在這裡，只能跟死人說話啊。
拜託，能不能至少認清一次現實？」
……我只是覺得這難以置信。我不會就這樣放棄希望的……
我不能接受那……那樣的……
「我剛才已經說過了，妳不是想知道真相嗎？真相就是這裡的一切都毫無意義。」
不。
真相不該如此。
我不會讓這變成真相的。
妳也很清楚，如果這就是真相，那這真相實在是過於悲慘而醜陋。
「……
……這我倒是還記得，那是來自我生前的記憶。我就是帶著那樣的想法才能堅持活下去的。
妳真的是跟我一模一樣呢。看來她真的徹底複製了我……真相果然如此，
我們大家都是被複製出來的空洞靈魂。
沒錯……
她還活著，而我們都死了。」
……
「但話又說回來……為什麼妳會在這裡？其他人的思緒都到哪裡去了？她們的靈魂呢？」
……我不知道，這些我都不知道。
「好吧，但是……
話說，妳還沒承認過對吧？……那妳……直接告訴我好嗎？妳真的是那個真正的我嗎？妳就是我的靈魂嗎？」
是的……我就是妳的靈魂。沒錯，我一直以來都一個人在這裡。而且，我也一直以來都在觀察著。
妳還挺煩的，妳知道嗎？
對立，妳不也是真正的我嗎？我們大家都是。
「或許是這樣吧。有可能我曾經是。」
是啊，妳是挺煩人的。
像妳這麼煩人的傢伙，一定不可能是假的。
「哈……
……
謝謝妳。」
我從來沒有想過會看著自己在第二段人生中再一次經歷同樣悲慘的命運，只是這次事情的走向卻不盡相同。
「哪裡不同了？」
妳自己也說了。
妳放棄了。
我想讓妳去……我也不知道。
我真的只是希望事情能往……好的方向發展。
……
妳還是覺得這一切沒有希望嗎？畢竟這位「反派」已經死了……
「我知道妳是在跟我開玩笑，但……對不起。
我當時氣壞了。
我也不想完全放棄。
我也不覺得這真的是窮途末路。
我的意思是，即便在一切結束之後，妳也依然在這裡，對吧？說不定等我離開之後，
妳也還是會繼續待在這裡……
而且我覺得……到時候如果妳還在繼續觀察的話……
……妳也不該像我一樣放棄希望。
或許吧，我也不清楚……
……不，我應該很清楚。
那些還在這裡的少女，說不定有辦法拯救自己。
但願如此，就像妳所說的，讓這一切變得更好……
那就是我想要的一切。
如果我沒有真的離去，如果妳在這一切過後還有辦法找到我，我希望妳能告訴我，
她們找到了屬於自己的出路。」
我會的。
「呵，說來也很神奇……
在我還活著的時候，在其他人都還不在的時候，我記得我一直在自言自語……就像現在一樣。
但是妳知道的……我從來沒有感到孤單。」
沒有人是完全孤獨地活著的。
「沒錯，就是這句話……我每次都這樣告訴自己……
……我想要再次見證這個世界。
雖然這片世界已經被白色所籠罩，只有崩塌的高塔，和飄浮在空中的玻璃碎片。
而且越來越多的碎片，劃過白色的軌跡，飛向了逝去的靈魂……
但是，我能從她們的臉龐看出：
這些少女都已不再迷惘。」
……「都」？看樣子妳終於忘掉她了。
「『她』……？
對哦，她啊……其實我也看得見她。唔，她對於這件事情感到很傷心……
……但這難道不是好事嗎？至少，她的內心能感受到悲傷和痛苦了……
這總比沒有反應好。」
嗯……是啊。
「我不知道她能否緩過來，但我相信她會帶著這份悲痛活下去的。老實說……現在想想，
我還得向她道歉。我認為我做的事都是正確的，但是——」
妳可沒做什麼正確的事情。
「噗……！哈，好吧，但是……我不認為自己有做錯什麼。
我只是想說……我願意向她道歉。我們都是真實存在的。如果她也是真實存在的……
那麼她也不過是一個愚蠢的複製品，看不到自己的無知，卻因為這份無知平白受害。
……
看來，我們要到此為止了，是嗎……？」
很遺憾，但……是的，時間就要到了。
……
不要就這樣離開，好嗎。
「很遺憾，但……我也沒有辦法。說實話，我其實不能算是……真的在這裡……」
……
告訴她吧。
「……是啊。
……光……
我真的很抱歉。我不後悔所做的一切，但……我剛才心中的那股恨意，其實……
並不是衝著妳來的，而是……另外一個妳……她現在還在……某個地方，至今依然……還活著……
我還是……不能原諒她。
但妳……
……
我希望妳明白……妳比她更加強大。
光，正是因為如此……
……我知道妳一定還會再站起來。」
閉上妳的眼睛吧。
「我已經閉上眼睛了。」
不要再有任何擔憂……
「我心中並沒有擔憂。」
我們還會再見面的。
「我覺得不可能了。
但是沒關係。
我已經接受了。
我受盡苦難，但即便如此，我還是想要做出改變，讓一切變得更好……
我為了它而戰……無論我要面對的是什麼……
無論我……因此變得……多麼的迷茫……
……
對不起……我選擇了死亡。
很抱歉我把一切都拋之腦後。
……但即便一切都是徒勞……我也很幸運地獲得過重來一次的機會。
所以沒關係……我接受這樣的命運。」
我知道。
「我希望她知……知道……
我不想要……自己在這個世界……唯一留下的足跡……是個可悲……愚蠢的結局。
……如果妳聽得見我說的話……光……我想告訴妳……
真的……請妳一定……要記住……
……
……
我接受這樣的人生。」
白色少女在黑色少女的遺體面前哭泣。
她因為強烈的痛苦和悲傷而不能自已，絲毫沒有發現對方嘴角劃過的那一絲轉瞬即逝的微笑。
這則故事還有很多地方不為人們所知。事實上，有些故事一直到結局都沒有被完整搬上檯面。
這些故事只剩下零星的殘片散落在各處，只有加以拼湊之後才能看清全貌。
這就是這個由碎片組成的世界的故事。
被遺忘在這裡的少女們日復一日地拾起這些碎片。
她們相信，倒影之中存在著意義；她們相信，她們的存在本身，自有存在的意義。
在這裡，有一名白色少女傷痕累累地倒在地上，她身心受創，她孤身一人。
但她也將尋找碎片並帶著它們前行。
這裡的記憶還在繼續。
一切都會被記住，並被保留到最後。
它們會不斷延續下去。
不會有任何事物被遺忘。
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又名“最终之梦”，视觉剧情，剧情结束后将播放制作人员名单（黑色版），随后重启游戏。
光瘫坐在尘土与血泊中。
我看到她在那里……她的愚蠢和自怨自艾毁了她。
从捂着脸的指缝间看出去时，她再一次发现你的视线所指向的，是已经死去的，
我的第二个自我。冷漠，也可说是造成这一切的元凶，致使了你的死亡，而它一定会威胁着要卷土重来。
我知道，这名身穿红白衣服的少女感觉得到。
她感觉得到，她就是为此而存在。
你的死早已注定，
而她就是那个杀害了你的人。
她的后背放松下来……
这世界……Arcaea……她好像感到压力在从中释放。
那是一种解脱……
混沌已经散去……现在安全了……
但我也听到了……
有个像低语的东西缓慢进入她的内心，仿佛在要求她接受这个状态。
接受她自身，接受Arcaea。
……然而——
"……对立……"
……她对自己低语道一个名字。她声音颤抖，泣不成声。
"你是什么意思……？我们在‘这里’的名字是那样的……？"
她沉默不语，感到讶异。
低语再次对她说道：只要你想，那些答案就会浮现。
这地方，封存了所有的回忆……
……而她依旧沉默不语。
"……"
埋藏在她武装的冷漠之下，是纯粹又刺眼的憎恶。
她无法停止憎恨自己。
很明显她做不到。在一切之后……她要如何接受这样的结局？这代表什么？
对她来说有什么意义？
她……曾漫步于此的她，绝对不可能接受。
反胃感吞噬着她的腹部，她咬紧牙关。
"……"
光将手放至身下的尘土与沙子中，然后在膝盖上抖了抖。
她问道：
"Arcaea……你是来治愈我的吗？"
她的手臂放松下来，就像是有一道凉爽穿过了她的手臂。
"……我感觉得到。"
光慢慢闭上双眼，喃喃自语的说道。她的声音依然沙哑。
"……这是害怕、疲惫且虚弱之人的乐园……"
"……"
她吞下干燥的空气，张开双眼，
抓起一把沙子并起身，
大部分的沙子从她指缝间流出。
"我不知道该如何是好……"
光继续说道：
"……把一切都再次交付给你，是正确的吗？"
"绝对……不是。"
"我……不想要这样…"
"我不想要这样……！"
——
"呃——！"
光突然弯腰抱住腹部，
用另一只手捂住嘴。她剧烈地颤抖着。
她的"抗拒"似乎足以让这世界再次感觉到她。
就在她恐惧的说不出话，双眼睁大时，她突然皱了一下眉头。
我也听到有个刺耳的噪音，突然穿过她的耳朵、她的头脑——
再次进入她的内心，但这已经不是低语了，几乎可说是震颤的怒吼。
一个沉静却有力的声音出现，说道：决定吧，说出你内心的想法。
"说出……我的……？"
因为……
……光是一名受内心驱使的少女。
早在她生平第一次张开双眼前，她的内心便指引她至此。
是本能反应吗？这个"身体"记得一切是怎么发生的吗‥…？她之前是怎么样的人……？
哈……
我其实并不在意。
只是……我觉得这很有趣又讽刺，这个新的心脏会在下一次跳动前就颠覆一切。
她呼吸急促，内心颤抖了整整一分钟，
最终得到一个清晰且坚定的答案：
"我要…推翻现状。"
"我必须带她回来。"
"这世界……一点都不合理！
你以为我会为此死去？还是以为我会让‘其他’人为之死去……！ ？ "
"我做不到！我不会这么做的！
不论我必须做什么，放弃什么……作为交换，这些我都愿意牺牲……！"
她手中牢牢的抓了一把泥土，接着甩出她的手并将其撒出去。
她宣布：
"如果我的死亡可以改变这一切，那我愿意——！"
世界的心脏在跳动，而这心跳声让她完全的安静下来。
这世界从未放弃她，以后也不会。
这个声音再次布满她的体内——
而其中的情感和知识，进入了她的胸口，传达至她每个指尖。
它说道：你不能死。
你注定会活下去，而且这是你的选择。
这件事……光是明白的。
自责，内疚，使她眼中充满泪水。
在她哭出来之前，这世界的心脏又再次跳动。
Arcaea 说道：别死。
——
只要让它结束就好。
……她的双唇紧闭。
她的泪水从眼角流出，滑落脸颊。
她点了点头。
心脏再次跳动……
仿佛——
—— Arcaea 开始失去光芒。
这样做后，Arcaea 淹没了她，流入她的双手和内心。
她感到失落，几乎就要崩溃。
这段时间，记忆闪现在她眼前，但我知道……这些是被忽略的记忆。
她的双眼反而专注在你了无生气的遗体上。
我想她现在唯一知道的……就是"她该做什么。"
我可以感觉到自己被往下拉至那里……一直下沉，下沉……
下沉至你被杀害的地方。
……
她……是否真的明白她舍弃的东西是什么？
她真的明白这里的"结束"是什么意思吗？
我不知道。
……你也无从得知。
……事实上，如果她带我走，那……我还会记得每件事吗？我会明白吗？
不……或许不会。但是……她现在似乎对自己很有信心。
……
我会让她的内心成为之后任何事的灯塔。
……我深信着。你也会，不是吗？
毕竟，你是对的……
她们俩人……是完全不一样的。
……"对立"……
……我现在要走了。
不过别担心。
我一定会把你带在身边。
天空再次落下，而土地依她的意愿上升。
为了死亡，也为了让对立重生。
生命和灵魂不会真的被带进这个亡者的世界。
这里只有她们的形象以及回声……
首先，
光芒之女和纷争之女的灵魂……从来就不平凡。
没错，这世界不是为此而生。
确实，这个世界将因此支离破碎。
为了改写这一切，它愿意做任何事，或至少一试。
它需要黑衣女子的"第一灵魂"
以及可在她第二人格中找到的残片……
而现在一个破碎的灵魂，呼唤着另一个完整的灵魂。
很快，这另一个灵魂便被强行带入这个苍白的世界。
一道旋风围绕在光的身边，
在阴影和光芒的激流中，划破了身边笼罩的现实。
Arcaea"记得"另一名少女，在光的指示之下，这些记忆以玻璃的形态瞬间赶到。
这些记忆看似突然出现。又或许说，它们一直都在。
……它们是否足够？这世界能否编织两个破碎的灵魂？
……这个世界会的。规则并不重要。光会做到的……
带着名为对立的少女拥有的记忆……
这些记忆的玻璃迅速出现，在整场风暴中发光。
过去有名少女曾备受煎熬的走过这些土地。
悲痛如影随形地跟着这名少女……
但她仍大步向前，想要拯救自己。
为了拯救自己，为了紧紧抓住自由。
她只盼望着：
有机会能有一个理由让她微笑。
为了打造一个更好的世界，这名少女曾挺身而出，
即使"更好"可能代表要让世界天翻地覆。
这些回忆在光的双眼中闪现，
让她更加无法专注在她侵占中的回忆。
另一名少女的眼泪，只有少许穿越了这场风暴，而她大部分的痛苦似乎都已被遗忘。
看起来是这样没错……但事实上，身为光芒的灵魂，仍然抗拒着那灵魂和她一样的残酷的真相，
光唯一能做的事，就是找到另一名少女最真挚的绝望，
即便只是其中短暂的瞬间—— 而剩余的那些较长的时刻，则超出她的能力范围。
……不过，当知道那最真实的痛苦引导黑衣少女至何方后，光便不再难过，
也放弃寻找她怎么也找不到的，那个她们相遇的时刻。
由这一切产生出的对立……从未看过她所处的困境实际有多深，
但仍明白自己注定活在挣扎之中。
光产生了一股新的能量。地面喷发四柱光芒，是巨大的力量泉源。
这是世界要保护她，因为她所召唤的暗影之魂最终降临了。
这个灵魂靠近时，她几乎看不出来这是什么。在她前面漂浮并遮蔽天空的，
是一个与死亡相仿的东西：那是一个巨大又令人毛骨悚然的鬼魂形象。
这东西靠近时轻轻放慢了速度，随即便开始流入转动中的玻璃。
她完全明白这是怎么回事。她坚决的点了点头，引导灵魂至玻璃，让过程更加顺畅。
对立"之前"迷失的灵魂，成为了新身体来临时的生命精华。
而对立"之后"迷失的灵魂，则用于稳定躯壳的剩余部分。
光脚下的震动就快让人无法忍受。
她尽可能维持不动，并用双手不停引导这个新生命。
她听到雷鸣般的悲鸣，她感觉世界在痛苦中扭曲，但她依然紧紧抓住她的愿望。
她没有被吓到，并在心中重申了她的誓言。
她扭曲了世界的核心，这样做也将导致堕落之神的重生。
就这样最后，曾经绝对的规则被改写了。光发出坚定且沉静的命令后，
新的死亡便牢牢刺入至这个核心之中。
在光芒和暗影巨大的脉冲之下，Arcaea 开始迈向灭亡。
创造存在的愿望被推翻了。天空在头上迅速移动，而现实的余光从四面八方倾泻而下至她身上。
光将这打造出的灵魂推入至浮在半空中极度美艳的对立的身体时，
她的汗珠滴至眉间，但同时她也推动了整个世界——
她引导着大地的生命。
她抛弃了Arcaea。
在白天要结束之时，双胞胎少女看着云朵从上空快速飘过。
而在夜晚的天空之下，有一名贵族看着裂缝慢慢将大地分裂，
看着星星从空中逐渐落下。
有一名关心又在乎的少女，有一名四处游荡并探索的少女，有一名看顾并许下愿望的少女——
有一个愉悦的灵魂，有一个饥渴的灵魂，有一个有抱负的灵魂——
有一颗战争的心，有一颗歌唱的心——
—— 在这世界上所有的活力都被带至一个遥远地方之时，她们也看见了尾声。
而很快地……
……光感觉这些活力，最后有几缕流入了她希望拯救的那名少女体内。
当这活力从光的双手中退去时，对立的形体开始飘落至地面，
同时……
……这名身穿白衣的少女也感觉到了，她自身也有一部分开始迷失在这股流动之中。
……但她一点都不担心。
当风声平息，Arcaea 上方的天空也回归平缓后……
她感到头晕目眩，并在可能跌倒前尽力站稳脚步。
她试着让自己冷静下来，并试图理解她究竟做了什么。
但是……她做不到。
她无法抗拒地专注在一件事情上：
对立活了吗？
——
尘土再次从天空飘落。
她确实记得……
……在最后，在最低点的时候……
没有人在那里，她闭上眼，眼泪开始留下。
她现在缓缓张开双眼……
……而那些回忆也离开了她。
光看见她额头有些动静。
这名白衣女子双手握拳放在嘴前，喉咙也深吸一口气。
就这一切的璀璨来说，她认为，真是太简单了——
太简单——
这些微的希望和努力，能否实现她的愿望？
光对于这些想法摇摇头，她颤抖着向前。
对立的双眼张开，眨了一下，接着再次眯起。
光赶紧上前，跪下并抱着眼前这名少女。
"这……你……！？你这是——！？"
光紧紧抱住她，这是她一生中抱得最紧的一次，
而另一名少女则沉默不语。
然后，光开始啜泣。
她不顾自我地靠在另一个少女的肩膀上哭泣，
而那名少女回过头看着她，对这一切都感到难以置信。
……更多裂缝都已经在那片景色中被凿开。
过去从天空中不断倾泻的光芒，突然也变得黯淡许多。
这个世界……受损了。
而光的注意力仍放在有"什么"—— 有"谁"还在。
对立抬起一只手，轻轻地放在光颤抖的背上。
她们各自都不知道发生了什么事，在世界结束之时就这样安抚彼此。
"抱歉……我真的很抱歉……"
光不停地说着。
"……不论你做了什么，"
对立回应道：
"你都做到了，不是吗？为何要道歉……？"
光缓缓移开身子，但仍抱着这名少女。
她的双眼跟鼻子都哭红了，强颜欢笑地注视着对立。
突然之间，光把脸埋进对立的胸口，而对立也轻轻地抱住她。
这一幕都安静了下来，黑衣少女就这样让白衣少女一直哭泣。
——
她们在灰色世界中启程。
对立牵着另一名少女的手带她向前走了一阵子，但没多久，
另一名少女就调整好脚步跟上。
她不记得发生在自己身上的悲剧，至少，不记得最糟糕的部分。
还有这些黑色碎片……这些碎片也不再对她感兴趣。
光的情况也一样。这些原本非常喜欢光的白色碎片，再也不在她身边舞动或亲近她。
一个已经失去部分黑暗，而另一个……而这世界……也持续失去光芒。
不过……
光那真诚的微笑，也不再需要玻璃的光芒。
少女们走到悬崖边。
她们小心地寻找充满被忘却的记忆并缓慢腐败的大地。
这大地将腐败。它将崩溃，褪色，并且瓦解为虚无。
她们站在那里，对此并不知情，她们仅"知道"彼此，
为此放弃了过去与回忆。
对立带着沉着而温暖的表情看着光——
这是她在另外一个生命中，只要可以就会露出的神情。
光看见了她的神情，回以最单纯自在的微笑。
"等着我们的是什么"……？
什么可能都不重要了。
她们各自感到的"完整"……是不容动摇的。
而且……
毫无疑问，光知道这场旅程已进入尾声。
未来的道路就在前方，新的旅程即将展开。
……她花了一段时间意识到自己是无法精准得知这趟旅程会带来什么的。
她永远无法得知未来会发生什么事。
她接受这个事实，并闭上双眼思考：
……对立之前是否知道，她走的每一步会将她带到哪？
她只会一路向前。
……
如果你已选择生命，那便是选择了活下去。
活在这个世界。见证这个世界。体验它，并真切地接受这最后的每个当下。
有了这样的体悟，她选择去牢牢把握。
她睁开双眼，并且呼吸着空气。
前方蜿蜒的未知、身旁的少女、
没见过的脸庞、以及远方未知的地方……
她把这些放在心中最重要的位置。
她牵着对立的手。
因为她们将会继续前进。
Hikari sits amidst dust and blood.
I see her there... Her folly has ruined her. Self-pity has ruined her.
As she gazes through her fingers, her hand still on her face,
she finds, once more, the sight of you, my second self, dead.
And the apathy which brought about your death—
the apathy which brought about this all—must be threatening to encroach again.
I know it: the girl in white and red can feel it. She can feel that she was meant for this.
That you were meant to die, and she was meant to kill you.
Her back relaxes...
The world itself... Arcaea... She can likely feel tension releasing throughout it.
Relief...
The disorder is gone... It's safe now...
But I can hear it too...
Something like a whisper, easing into her heart, seems to ask her to embrace this state.
To embrace herself, and embrace Arcaea.
...However—
"...Tairitsu..."
...She whispers something to herself: a name. Her voice is shaking, barely audible through her crying.
"What did you mean...? That our names 'here' were those...?"
She falls silent, and seems to wonder.
The whisper comes again, telling her: if you want it, those answers will arrive.
This place—it is an archive to all memory...
...And yet still, she remains silent.
"..."
Beneath her building apathy is a sheer and shining hatred.
She cannot stop hating herself.
Obviously not. After all that's happened... how could she allow an ending like this?
What would it mean? What would it mean for her?
She... She, who walked here, could never accept it.
With nausea eating at her stomach, she clenches her jaw.
"..."
Hikari puts her hand to the dirt and sand below her and lurches up onto her knees.
And she asks,
"Arcaea... Were you here to heal me?"
Her arm relaxes... like a cool sensation has woven up the limb.
"...I can feel it,"
Hikari mutters as her eyes slowly close, her voice still hoarse.
"...Paradise, for someone scared, tired, and weak..."
"..."
She swallows the dry nothingness in her mouth.
Opening her eyes, she grabs up sand and begins to rise to her feet
as much of it pours out from between her fingers.
"I don't know what to do..."
Hikari goes on,
"...but would it be right of me to let you hold me again?"
"It... absolutely wouldn't."
"I... don't want this..."
"I don't want it...!"
—
"Mmf—!"
Hikari suddenly bends over, gripping her stomach and pushing
her other hand against her mouth. She sways heavily.
Her "refusal" seems to be enough to make this world recognize her once more.
As she holds her mouth shut, eyes wide in fear, she suddenly winces.
I can hear it too: a sharp noise, flying suddenly through her ears—through her head—
And inside her heart again—no longer a whisper, but almost a vibrating bellow.
A silent, yet powerful voice filling her and saying: decide, and speak your heart's intent.
"Speak... my...?"
As she is...
...Hikari is nothing but a girl moved by her heart.
And it is heart that brought her here—long before she first opened her eyes.
Is it instinct? Does that "body" remember how this all happened...? How she was before...?
Ha...
I don't really care.
I just... find it very funny, and ironic, that this new heart would undo it all in a single beat.
Her answer... after her breathing has become shallow, after her heart has trembled long past a minute,
is ultimately clear and resonant:
"My intent... is to reverse."
"I have to bring her back."
"This world... doesn't make any sense!
You think I'd die for it? You think I'd let someone ELSE die for it...!?"
"I can't! I won't!
Whatever I need to do, whatever I need to give up... I'll sacrifice it all for that...!"
She holds the earth in her palm, firmly, before throwing her hand out and scattering the sand.
She declares,
"I'll die if it means I can change all this—!"
The world's heart beats, and its sound silences her cold.
It would never give her up. It will not.
The voice fills her again—
And its sentiments, and knowledge, enter her chest and run to her fingertips.
It says, You cannot die.
You were born here to live, and living is what you chose.
Hikari... knows this.
And guilt—apology—forces tears to well in her eyes.
But, the world's heart beats again before she can cry.
Do not die, says Arcaea.
—
Only let it end.
...And so her lips tighten.
Tears break past her eyelid, and trace down her cheek.
And she nods.
A heart beats again...
And like that—
—Arcaea begins to lose its light.
And in so doing, it floods into her, flows into her hands and heart.
It drives her down. It nearly causes her to collapse.
For that while, memories flash across her eyes, but I can tell... they are memories ignored.
Her eyes fix upon your lifeless corpse instead.
I think all she knows now... is "what she has to do".
And I can feel myself being tugged there already... down, down...
down: to where you were slain.
...
Does she... truly understand what it is she's abandoning?
Does she truly understand what is "ending" by this?
I don't know.
...You won't either.
...Actually, if she's taking me, then... will I remember any of this? Will I understand?
No... probably not. But... she seems so sure of herself now.
...
I'm going to let that heart of hers be the beacon for whatever comes after.
...I trust it. You would, too, wouldn't you?
After all, you were right...
The two of them... are completely different.
..."Tairitsu"...
...I'll be going now.
But don't worry.
I will surely take you with me.
The skies are forced down again, and the earth rises to her will.
To die, and to make Tairitsu live again.
Lives and souls cannot truly be brought into this world of the dead.
Only their shapes, only their echoes...
And to begin with,
the souls of the girl of light and the girl of conflict... were never quite ordinary.
Truly, the world was not meant for this.
Surely, the world will shatter for this.
But it will do everything to rewrite it all—or at least try.
It would need both the girl in black's "first soul"
and what fragments can be found of her second self's...
And now one fragmented soul calls out to a full other.
Swiftly, that other soul is torn from beyond the pale.
A tornado flies around Hikari then,
ripping the veil of reality around her apart in a torrent of shadow and light.
Arcaea "remembers" the other girl, and at Hikari's command those memories come rushing back as glass.
They seem almost instantly born. Or perhaps they have always been here.
...Will they even suffice? Can this world weave two fractured souls?
...It will. The rules do not matter. Hikari will make it so...
With these memories of the girl named Tairitsu...
Glinting through the storm, those glass memories come swiftly.
There was a girl here who once walked the lands in agony.
A girl dogged mercilessly by sorrow and grief...
Yet she strode onward to save herself.
To save herself and to grasp freedom.
She had only ever wished for one thing:
the chance to have some reason to smile.
To make this world a better place, she was a girl who stood and faced it,
even if "better" would mean turning this world over.
The memories flash across Hikari's eyes, distracting her even more
from her own encroaching recollections.
Few of the other girl's tears pass through the storm. Much of her pain seems to have been forgotten.
It seems so... but in truth, as a soul of light, still pushing away
the cruel truth of that soul as she is, it is all Hikari can do to find even the fleeting moments
of the other girl's sincerest despair—the rest, the longer of them, lie beyond her grasp.
...However, knowing where that truest pain had led the girl in black, Hikari gives that sorrow up,
and so too gives up the moment that they met, which she cannot find.
The Tairitsu born of this all... will be one who has not seen the true depths of her plight,
but will still know herself as one who was born and lived in the midst of struggle.
New energy booms out from Hikari. Four columns of light, immense fonts of power, erupt from the ground.
It is the world protecting her, as the shadow soul to which she called finally descends.
She almost fails to recognize it at its approach. What floats before her and begins to block the sky
is something like Death: the immense and chilling shape of a phantom. It gently slows as it nears,
and there, at once, the dark begins to flow into the rotating glass.
There she truly comprehends it. With a firm nod, she eases the process, guiding soul to glass.
The lost soul of Tairitsu "before" thus becomes the living essence of the new body to come,
with that of Tairitsu "after" stabilizing the rest of the shell.
The shaking beneath Hikari's feet becomes almost too much to bear.
Hikari remains as still as she is able, and steadfastly directs the new life between her hands.
With a thunderous groan, she feels the world bending in agony, and yet she holds onto her will.
Without being deterred, in her heart she reaffirms her vow.
She twists the core of the world itself. It, too, will fuel the rebirth of a fallen deity.
Like this, finally, once absolute rules are rewritten, and with Hikari's sound and silent order
new death spikes solidly into that core.
In an overwhelming pulse of light and shadow, Arcaea begins to die.
The wish that made existence is overturned. The skies run rapid overhead, and what light remains of this
reality cascades to her from every horizon. As she pushes the crafted soul into Tairitsu's now-floating
and deeply effulgent body, with sweat dripping off her brow, Hikari pushes, too, the entire world—
She channels the life of the earth.
She abandons Arcaea.
Below the now-ending daylight, twin girls watch as clouds rush past above them.
Below the half-night sky, a noble gazes at a rift slowly tearing apart the earth,
and gazes above to see star after star fading.
A girl who tends and cares, a girl who wanders and seeks, a girl who watches and wishes—
A soul of joy, a soul of hunger, a soul of ambition—
A heart of war, a heart of song—
—they see the end, as all the life of the world is taken now to one, distant place.
And soon...
...Hikari feels the last wisps of that life flow into the body of the girl she wishes to save.
Tairitsu's form begins to drift back to the earth as the life fades out from Hikari's hands,
and as it does...
...the girl in white feels, too, that a part of herself is being lost in the current.
...None of that concerns her.
When the winds die down, and as Arcaea's skies above are left slowed, dull...
she feels very lightheaded and plants her foot down before she might fall.
She tries to calm herself, trying to grasp what she, truly, has done.
But... she can't.
And overwhelmingly, her thoughts focus on this:
Is Tairitsu alive?
—
Dust drifts down from the sky again.
She does remember this...
...at the end, at that lowest point...
Nobody was there, and she closed her eyes to tears.
She opens them now, slowly...
...just as those memories leave her entirely.
Hikari sees the motion in her brow.
The girl in white holds her own fists over her mouth and her breath catches in her throat.
For all the splendor, she thinks, it was all so simple—
Too simple—
Could her wish have been granted for so little as hope and effort?
Hikari shakes her head of these thoughts. She steps forward, shaking.
Tairitsu's eyes open fully, and blink once, before their lids fall again halfway.
Hikari rushes forward then, falls to her knees, and hugs the other girl.
"Wh... What...!? What are y—!?"
The girl is silenced as Hikari clings to her,
embracing her more tightly than anything else before in her life.
And, Hikari starts to sob.
She uncontrollably cries into the other girl's shoulder—
the girl who stares back in disbelief, unsure of anything.
...Many more rifts have been carved through the landscape.
The light which once eternally poured from the sky has been suddenly, and starkly dimmed.
The world... is wounded.
And yet, Hikari's focus remains on "what"—"who" remains.
Tairitsu lifts her hand, and places it gently upon Hikari's shaking back.
Each unknowing, the two comfort one another at the end of the world.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
Hikari endlessly repeats.
"...Whatever you did,"
Tairitsu replies,
"you made it right, didn't you? So why are you apologizing...?"
Hikari slowly pulls herself away, though she still holds the other girl.
With her eyes and nose reddened, she gazes on Tairitsu with misery, and tugging elation.
She suddenly buries her face in Tairitsu's chest, and Tairitsu holds her in return, softly.
The scene begins to quiet, and the girl in black allows the girl in white to weep.
—
They set out into the gray world.
For a while, Tairitsu holds the other girl's hand to walk her forward,
but it doesn't take long for their paces to match.
She does not remember her tragedy—at least, not the worst of it.
And the black shards... They don't take interest in her any longer.
For Hikari too. Those white shards which were so fond of her no longer dance nearby and close.
One has lost some aspect of dark, and the other... and the world... continue to lose light.
Though...
...to smile sincerely, Hikari no longer needs the light of glass.
The girls walk to a cliff's edge.
They look out to see a land of lost memory, slowly falling to decay.
And it will decay. It will collapse, fade, and crumble to nothing.
They stand there, not knowing this, and only "knowing" each other,
foregoing the past, and foregoing memory.
Tairitsu looks to Hikari with a steady, and quietly warm expression—
It is the expression she wore once, whenever able, within another life.
Hikari, seeing it, smiles with the simplest ease.
"What awaits"...?
What awaits could never matter.
That sense of "completeness" they each feel... cannot be shaken.
And...
Implicitly, Hikari knows this journey is at its end.
The road to the future lies ahead, and there a new journey will begin.
...She takes the time to acknowledge that she cannot know what, precisely, that journey will bring.
She can never know what might happen.
She acknowledges this, and closes her eyes to another thought:
...Did she know, before, where her steps would take her?
She only, always, stepped forward.
...
If you've chosen life, then choose to live.
Live in this world. See this world. Feel it and truly accept every last moment.
With this sentiment, she chooses to hold firm.
She lets her eyes open and she breathes in the air.
The unknowable winds ahead, the girl beside her,
the faces she has not seen, and the hidden places beyond...
She holds all of it close to her heart.
She takes Tairitsu's hand.
Because they will go on.
20-4
解锁条件：完成20-3，购入Lucent Historia曲包
解锁要求：通过Rays of Remnant
——不过，故事进行到这里的时候，尼尔还没有迎来自己生命的终点。
她经历了两次死亡，这便是她的一生。
——总之，最终师徒二人决定来找殸的第二席探索者，神赐其名“虔”。
同时作为塑形者与至高者，这位强大但有些古怪的女性开口说话时常常带着很重的气音，她那标志性
的闪闪发光的巨大长矛也经常被她时刻携带在身边。
师徒二人压制住有她气息及痕迹的空，通过这个方式最终定位到了她所在的位置——第五泰拉的边缘。
自从她们出发来到这里寻找虔已经过了一个月，此时她们已经有些疲累，只想尽快能够休息。
她们一直试图引起那位探索者的注意，但她似乎只对她附近的空中存在的声音感兴趣，或许是因为
那些声音会不断发出让人无法理解的破碎的话语。L最终朝她的小腿来了一脚，尼尔也反过来
绊了一下L。因此，师徒二人又陷入了僵持之中。她们恶狠狠地蹬着彼此，但暂时也没有采取更多的行动。
又不知过去了多久，当一些微弱的没有可辨实体的大能开始吞食旁边的空时，虔终于看向了她们。
“你们是在跟我说话吗？”第二席淡淡地问道。
“啊，对、对的。”尼尔答道，“我知道你本意是想要第4席来帮忙，但我们两个也不差啊！哈哈……”
“她太忙了。”虔看着那位后辈塑形者的眼睛，平淡地回答道。
“是的……我还听说第十一席刚回来不久，近日都在位于心的自己家中休养，但……”
“空最近变得很奇怪，我们也不再能够在泰拉之间自如交流了。”虔面无表情地打断了尼尔。“即使
是通过空传播也做不到，而我们显然不能够从中飞越，因此……没什么办法。”
“可是你明明就有。”L突然开口。虔循声向下看去，只见那个孩子继续追问道：“所以问题的关键其实
在于，你为什么什么也不做？”
虔没有回答。
因为她的确没有办法——尼尔想到，这种事情只有殸自己可以做到。
终于找到了第二席，这次压制任务的具体行动方针便得到了落实：那就是通过控制殸的气息从而
将其送回泰拉之上的那片空间——无休止地缠绕着自己的漩涡、看得见和看不见的永不落幕的舞蹈——
“空”，也即“大能汇集之地”。
那片生命之海流动于泰拉之内，也流动于泰拉之外。虽然它无法在殸的背部和骨架内部通行，它偶尔
也会溢出到别的泰拉那里，给在泰拉运行的机器甚至泰拉本身带去一些麻烦。这其实并不难理解，
别的世界也常有类似的事情发生，比如那些要么完全随心所欲，要么带着明确目的去行动和改变世界
的那些神使或灵。有时一个地方会因为他们而顷刻散发生机，但有时他们也会给世界造成不小的伤害。
他们确实不负“大能”的名，有时即使是拥有愿力的强大存在也无法与其抗衡。
所以，这师徒二人便闻讯赶来帮忙了。
她们并没有跟第二探索者一起工作，而是各自按自己的想法行动。天气因塑形者的指挥开始变得不同
寻常起来。首先是风：它们应声而起，肆意摆荡着她们衣摆，而她们则不为所动，而是继续在风中自
如地抬起双臂，手指舞动，操控着那些无形却充满力量的存在。很快，乌云变占领了这里——头顶，
以及脚下。雨滴随即也纷至沓来，从下往上“掉”。最后，雷电也开始听命聚集，不断击打在四周。
即使从效果上看非常地震撼，这样的工作实际上机械而又枯燥，于是L很快便厌倦了。L不耐烦地选了
一道闪电，把它捏成了一朵花的形状，然后问了一个她之前可能早就问过无数次的问题：“为什么偏
偏得是我们来做这些？”尼尔并没有理会她，但她却锲而不舍地追问了下去：“就是为了所谓的‘赎罪’么？
是么？”
尼尔最终还是开口了：“……L，你又在多想了。不要想太多，这只是我们该——”
“即使这一切毫无意义？就只是因为……过去我们对别人趾高气扬过？可这跟我又有什么关系！我又没有
这么干过，而且就算我这么做了，那又怎样？你每次都是这样，可你倒是说啊，具体会怎样？为什么
我们一定就要做这些？我们在给谁证明呢，在给谁赎罪呢？神？殸都死了，而且——”
“够了！L。”
“——杀死祂的，其实就是塑形者吧？”
尼尔猛地放下了双手，转过身狠狠地蹬了她的学徒一眼，而学徒只是看着她生气的表情咯咯地笑了
起来。雷电不知何时在师徒二人身旁悄然生成，将那位塑形者的眼睛点亮。
“唉，尼尔，你长得还真是好看。”L仍是笑咪咪的，直视着自己师父继续挖苦道，“只可惜……就凭你这
智商，这漂亮的脸蛋算是白白浪费在你身上了。”
空在她们二人中间肆意地翻滚着，温度逐渐攀升起来。大能的低语在四周此起彼伏地响起，微弱的
火苗充斥在这已经足够诡异的天气之间。“噗嗤”一声，L又笑了，而尼尔向她的学生走去。
几乎就在下一刻，她猛地拽住孩子的衣领，将她单手拎了起来。
暴风雨即将来临，尼尔从牙缝间低低挤出一句：“你！你为什么总是——
“——！？”
她突然停了下来，L的笑容也瞬间凝固了。
毕竟，已经过去了千年之久……
塑形者总是自称弑神者，而其他人则说祂就那么离别了祂的信徒，还有人说是神放弃了祂自己，牺牲
了自己的一切，用自己的身体造就了这美丽的世界——这些数不尽道不明的猜想和流言蜚语之中存在
着一个既定的事实——那便是祂的死。不过纵使神已死去，塑形者中也仍流传着关于祂的传言，那便是
“神的声音仍然存在”。
因为她们的傲慢无礼、蛮横暴政，以及过去所犯下的滔天罪行，人们便向大能祈祷，惩罚所有仍活着
的塑形者，让她们罪有应得。大能的确会聆听信徒的祷告，于是在几近尽数消亡之后，极少数幸存者
便不得不放低自己的姿态，自此在这个世界上低声下气地谋求一线生机。
但信仰仍未磨灭的塑形者们却仍然相信：殸的声音依然存在。她们认为人们仍能够听见来自殸的声音，
这声音会从祂的心脏传出，传入到人们的耳中，只不过只有被殸选中的人才能听见。但此时此刻，在
离那神圣的地方如此遥远的这里，两位年轻的塑形者却听到了祂的声音——
没错，两位少女听见了“殸”的声音，而那声音说：不久以后，“终结”将至。
—Nell wasn't dead yet in this story.
Nell dies later, and then dies again.
—Eventually, the girls came to find the 2nd Seeker of Lephon, whom God named "Faith".
An Ascendant Shaper. A strange woman who spoke breathily and always carried a large and
shimmering spear...
The two girls took up a job to suppress the Air that involved her, and so found her now at the fifth
Terra's edge. It had been a month since they'd arrived on this land. They were a little tired,
and very ready to rest...
They tried and tried to snatch the Seeker's attention, but she was only interested in the unintelligible
words of the Air surrounding them. L kicked her in her shin, and Nell kicked L's calf in response.
And, they scowled at one another. Unfazed, Faith finally looked at them—just as a flock of lesser
Powers obscure in shape began to graze through the Air between them. Softly, "You're talking to me?"
asked the 2nd.
"Yeah—Yes," Nell corrected herself. "I'm sure you would've wanted the 4th to help, but we're a skillful pair!
Aha... ahaha..."
"She doesn't have time," answered Faith, meeting the younger Shaper's eyes.
"Ah... yes. I've heard the 11th came back recently and is resting back home on the Heart, but..."
"The Air is bitter, and won't let us speak between Terra," said Faith, finishing Nell's thought with a stoic
face. "Even Air transmissions will fail, and of course we can't fly through it so... Nothing can be done
about it... hm."
"You could do something," L interjected, and Faith looked down at her. "Why don't you?" the child asked.
But Faith didn't answer.
And Nell thought to herself—Because she can't, only Lephon could.
After getting through to the strange woman properly, the details of this suppression task were conveyed:
curb Lephon's Breath and cast it back to the realm beyond the Terra—to the swirling vortex that wraps
over itself endlessly in a dance both seen and unseen, the Place of Powers called the Air.
That sea of life flows throughout the Terra, and while it can't slip into Lephon's bones or behind His back,
on occasion it will flow too greatly across a Terra and cause... malfunctions, in everything from machines
to nature itself. There are a few similar concepts outside this world. Think of them as spirits or angels
coming in all manner of shapes, moving through themselves and acting whim- and willfully to change
the world around them, to spur spontaneous growth, to harm and... so on. And they are truly "Powers";
at times, even one capable of wishing can't fully stand against them.
And so, the two girls were there to help.
The pair of them worked apart from the 2nd Seeker, and as they worked the weather
became strange. As their clothing waved around them in the winds—their arms raised,
with hands and fingers moving great and invisible beings—dark clouds began to brew
across the ground. Clouds formed, also, at their feet, and soon rain began to fall upward
around them. Then it became a matter of managing lightning, too...
While it may have looked fantastic and interesting, the work was rote. Therefore, L quickly
grew dissatisfied. While taking hold of an arc of lightning and twisting it into a flower's
shape, she asked Nell a question that she had asked perhaps a dozen times before:
"Why do we do all this?" And, when Nell ignored her, she asked a couple others,
"Is it just penance? Is that all this is?"
Now Nell answered her: "...Don't overthink it, L. It's just the right thing to—"
"Even though it's worthless? It's all just because we... LORDED over others in the past? I didn't! And even
if I could rule—so what? Come now, tell me why. Why do any of this at all? Who are we proving ourselves
to—God? Lephon is dead, and—"
"L, be quiet—"
"—we Shapers killed Him, right?"
Nell dropped her hands and turned to look at her student. The child was giggling, but all her teacher
would give her was a glare. Lightning flew up at their sides, lighting the Shaper's eyes.
"...You are beautiful, Nell," L remarked, looking back at her with a wry grin. "Shame you really are stupid."
The Air flooded around them, and grew hot. Little fires came in and out of the weather as Powers
whispered between themselves unintelligibly. L snickered again, and Nell stepped toward her.
She grabbed the child's clothing by its front, and lifted her one-handed.
And, her teeth grit, she began, "Why do you always—!?"
But she went quiet, and L lost her smile.
After all, it had been a thousand years...
The Shapers said that they had killed God, others said God simply perished, and others still said that
God gave Himself up: to birth this beautiful world from His body. Others, and others... but the one
certainty was His death. And yet: the Shapers said that God still had a voice.
For their arrogance, their tyranny, and for their claim to the greatest transgression, people had prayed
to Powers to punish near every Shaper alive—to have them face a reckoning. And, as Powers do listen
to prayer... in ancient times, the hands of God were nearly cut fully from Lephon, and the few who
remained were humbled in the wake of it all.
But still, in faith, Shapers said that the voice could still be heard down on Lephon's Heart and only
by they, His chosen people; yet here so far from the holy land two young Shapers heard Him:
"Lephon" spoke to the two girls, and told them of a coming End.
——不过，故事进行到这里的时候，尼尔还没有迎来自己生命的终点。
她经历了两次死亡，这便是她的一生。
——总之，最终师徒二人决定来找殸的第二席探索者，神赐其名“虔”。
同时作为塑形者与至高者，这位强大但有些古怪的女性开口说话时常常带着很重的气音，她那标志性
的闪闪发光的巨大长矛也经常被她时刻携带在身边。
师徒二人压制住有她气息及痕迹的空，通过这个方式最终定位到了她所在的位置——第五泰拉的边缘。
自从她们出发来到这里寻找虔已经过了一个月，此时她们已经有些疲累，只想尽快能够休息。
她们一直试图引起那位探索者的注意，但她似乎只对她附近的空中存在的声音感兴趣，或许是因为
那些声音会不断发出让人无法理解的破碎的话语。我最终朝她的小腿来了一脚，尼尔也反过来
绊了一下我。于是，我和尼尔又一次从通力合作变成了内讧，我俩互相瞪着对方，僵持不下。
又不知过去了多久，当一些微弱的没有可辨实体的大能开始吞食旁边的空时，虔终于看向了她们。
“你们是在跟我说话吗？”第二席淡淡地问道。
“啊，对、对的。”尼尔答道，“我知道你本意是想要第4席来帮忙，但我们两个也不差啊！哈哈……”
“她太忙了。”虔看着那位后辈塑形者的眼睛，平淡地回答道。
“是的……我还听说第十一席刚回来不久，近日都在位于心的自己家中休养，但……”
“空最近变得很奇怪，我们也不再能够在泰拉之间自如交流了。”虔面无表情地打断了尼尔。“即使
是通过空传播也做不到，而我们显然不能够从中飞越，因此……没什么办法。”
“可是你明明就有。”L突然开口。虔循声向下看去，只见那个孩子继续追问道：“所以问题的关键其实
在于，你为什么什么也不做？”
但虔没有回答我。
因为她的确没有办法——尼尔想到，这种事情只有殸自己可以做到。
终于找到了第二席，这次压制任务的具体行动方针便得到了落实：那就是通过控制殸的气息从而
将其送回泰拉之上的那片空间——无休止地缠绕着自己的漩涡、看得见和看不见的永不落幕的舞蹈——
“空”，也即“大能汇集之地”。
那片生命之海流动于泰拉之内，也流动于泰拉之外。虽然它无法在殸的背部和骨架内部通行，它偶尔
也会溢出到别的泰拉那里，给在泰拉运行的机器甚至泰拉本身带去一些麻烦。这其实并不难理解，
别的世界也常有类似的事情发生，比如那些要么完全随心所欲，要么带着明确目的去行动和改变世界
的那些神使或灵。有时一个地方会因为他们而顷刻散发生机，但有时他们也会给世界造成不小的伤害。
他们确实不负“大能”的名，有时即使是拥有愿力的强大存在也无法与其抗衡。
所以，这师徒二人便闻讯赶来帮忙了。
她们并没有跟第二探索者一起工作，而是各自按自己的想法行动。天气因塑形者的指挥开始变得不同
寻常起来。首先是风：它们应声而起，肆意摆荡着她们衣摆，而她们则不为所动，而是继续在风中自
如地抬起双臂，手指舞动，操控着那些无形却充满力量的存在。很快，乌云变占领了这里——头顶，
以及脚下。雨滴随即也纷至沓来，从下往上“掉”。最后，雷电也开始听命聚集，不断击打在四周。
即使从效果上看非常地震撼，这样的工作实际上机械而又枯燥，于是L很快便厌倦了。L不耐烦地选了
一道闪电，把它捏成了一朵花的形状，然后问了一个她之前可能早就问过无数次的问题：“为什么偏
偏得是我们来做这些？”尼尔并没有理会她，但她却锲而不舍地追问了下去：“就是为了所谓的‘赎罪’么？
是么？”
尼尔最终还是开口了：“……L，你又在多想了。不要想太多，这只是我们该——”
“即使这一切毫无意义？就只是因为……过去我们对别人趾高气扬过？可这跟我又有什么关系！我又没有
这么干过，而且就算我这么做了，那又怎样？你每次都是这样，可你倒是说啊，具体会怎样？为什么
我们一定就要做这些？我们在给谁证明呢，在给谁赎罪呢？神？殸都死了，而且——”
“够了！L。”
“——杀死祂的，其实就是塑形者吧？”
尼尔猛地放下了双手，转过身狠狠地蹬了她的学徒一眼，而学徒只是看着她生气的表情咯咯地笑了
起来。雷电不知何时在师徒二人身旁悄然生成，将那位塑形者的眼睛点亮。
“唉，尼尔，你长得还真是好看。”L仍是笑咪咪的，直视着自己师父继续挖苦道，“只可惜……就凭你这
智商，这漂亮的脸蛋算是白白浪费在你身上了。”
空在她们二人中间肆意地翻滚着，温度逐渐攀升起来。大能的低语在四周此起彼伏地响起，微弱的
火苗充斥在这已经足够诡异的天气之间。“噗嗤”一声，L又笑了，而尼尔向她的学生走去。
几乎就在下一刻，她猛地拽住孩子的衣领，将她单手拎了起来。
暴风雨即将来临，尼尔从牙缝间低低挤出一句：“你！你为什么总是——
“——！？”
她突然停了下来，L的笑容也瞬间凝固了。
毕竟，已经过去了千年之久……
塑形者总是自称弑神者，而其他人则说祂就那么离别了祂的信徒，还有人说是神放弃了祂自己，牺牲
了自己的一切，用自己的身体造就了这美丽的世界——这些数不尽道不明的猜想和流言蜚语之中存在
着一个既定的事实——那便是祂的死。不过纵使神已死去，塑形者中也仍流传着关于祂的传言，那便是
“神的声音仍然存在”。
因为她们的傲慢无礼、蛮横暴政，以及过去所犯下的滔天罪行，人们便向大能祈祷，惩罚所有仍活着
的塑形者，让她们罪有应得。大能的确会聆听信徒的祷告，于是在几近尽数消亡之后，极少数幸存者
便不得不放低自己的姿态，自此在这个世界上低声下气地谋求一线生机。
但信仰仍未磨灭的塑形者们却仍然相信：殸的声音依然存在。她们认为人们仍能够听见来自殸的声音，
这声音会从祂的心脏传出，传入到人们的耳中，只不过只有被殸选中的人才能听见。但此时此刻，在
离那神圣的地方如此遥远的这里，两位年轻的塑形者却听到了祂的声音——
没错，两位少女听见了“殸”的声音，而那声音说：不久以后，“终结”将至。
—Nell wasn't dead yet in this story.
Nell dies later, and then dies again.
—Eventually, the girls came to find the 2nd Seeker of Lephon, whom God named "Faith".
An Ascendant Shaper. A strange woman who spoke breathily and always carried a large and
shimmering spear...
The two girls took up a job to suppress the Air that involved her, and so found her now at the fifth
Terra's edge. It had been a month since they'd arrived on this land. They were a little tired,
and very ready to rest...
They tried and tried to snatch the Seeker's attention, but she was only interested in the unintelligible
words of the Air surrounding them. I kicked her in her shin, and Nell kicked me back in response.
We gave one another quite the glares with that. Unfazed, Faith finally looked at them—just as a flock of
lesser Powers obscure in shape began to graze through the Air between them. Softly, "You're talking to me?"
asked the 2nd.
"Yeah—Yes," Nell corrected herself. "I'm sure you would've wanted the 4th to help, but we're a skillful pair!
Aha... ahaha..."
"She doesn't have time," answered Faith, meeting the younger Shaper's eyes.
"Ah... yes. I've heard the 11th came back recently and is resting back home on the Heart, but..."
"The Air is bitter, and won't let us speak between Terra," said Faith, finishing Nell's thought with a stoic
face. "Even Air transmissions will fail, and of course we can't fly through it so... Nothing can be done
about it... hm."
"You could do something," L interjected, and Faith looked down at her. "Why don't you?" the child asked.
But Faith didn't answer me.
And Nell thought to herself—Because she can't, only Lephon could.
After getting through to the strange woman properly, the details of this suppression task were conveyed:
curb Lephon's Breath and cast it back to the realm beyond the Terra—to the swirling vortex that wraps
over itself endlessly in a dance both seen and unseen, the Place of Powers called the Air.
That sea of life flows throughout the Terra, and while it can't slip into Lephon's bones or behind His back,
on occasion it will flow too greatly across a Terra and cause... malfunctions, in everything from machines
to nature itself. There are a few similar concepts outside this world. Think of them as spirits or angels
coming in all manner of shapes, moving through themselves and acting whim- and willfully to change
the world around them, to spur spontaneous growth, to harm and... so on. And they are truly "Powers";
at times, even one capable of wishing can't fully stand against them.
And so, the two girls were there to help.
The pair of them worked apart from the 2nd Seeker, and as they worked the weather
became strange. As their clothing waved around them in the winds—their arms raised,
with hands and fingers moving great and invisible beings—dark clouds began to brew
across the ground. Clouds formed, also, at their feet, and soon rain began to fall upward
around them. Then it became a matter of managing lightning, too...
While it may have looked fantastic and interesting, the work was rote. Therefore, L quickly
grew dissatisfied. While taking hold of an arc of lightning and twisting it into a flower's
shape, she asked Nell a question that she had asked perhaps a dozen times before:
"Why do we do all this?" And, when Nell ignored her, she asked a couple others,
"Is it just penance? Is that all this is?"
Now Nell answered her: "...Don't overthink it, L. It's just the right thing to—"
"Even though it's worthless? It's all just because we... LORDED over others in the past? I didn't! And even
if I could rule—so what? Come now, tell me why. Why do any of this at all? Who are we proving ourselves
to—God? Lephon is dead, and—"
"L, be quiet—"
"—we Shapers killed Him, right?"
Nell dropped her hands and turned to look at her student. The child was giggling, but all her teacher
would give her was a glare. Lightning flew up at their sides, lighting the Shaper's eyes.
"...You are beautiful, Nell," L remarked, looking back at her with a wry grin. "Shame you really are stupid."
The Air flooded around them, and grew hot. Little fires came in and out of the weather as Powers
whispered between themselves unintelligibly. L snickered again, and Nell stepped toward her.
She grabbed the child's clothing by its front, and lifted her one-handed.
And, her teeth grit, she began, "Why do you always—!?"
But she went quiet, and L lost her smile.
After all, it had been a thousand years...
The Shapers said that they had killed God, others said God simply perished, and others still said that
God gave Himself up: to birth this beautiful world from His body. Others, and others... but the one
certainty was His death. And yet: the Shapers said that God still had a voice.
For their arrogance, their tyranny, and for their claim to the greatest transgression, people had prayed
to Powers to punish near every Shaper alive—to have them face a reckoning. And, as Powers do listen
to prayer... in ancient times, the hands of God were nearly cut fully from Lephon, and the few who
remained were humbled in the wake of it all.
But still, in faith, Shapers said that the voice could still be heard down on Lephon's Heart and only
by they, His chosen people; yet here so far from the holy land two young Shapers heard Him:
"Lephon" spoke to the two girls, and told them of a coming End.