角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
「十王聖斷，業報恆常。」
白衣如雪的判官從街巷幽暗處踱步而出，封死了他最後的去路。
男人靠得更近了，只是拔尖的顫音出賣了他的恐懼：「怎麼…光抓住那幾個傢伙還不夠？」
用「怎麼」起頭，但不是問句，是反問句——對語義的分析在思考中樞里轉了個來回，除了「目標對共犯的下場一清二楚外」外沒有任何其他情報。
她決定直接執行被交付的使命。
眼球、額角、下顎、心臟、丹腑、下腹…一瞥之間，她標定了所有能一擊奏效的部位。雖然對手是以靈敏反應著稱的狐人，但他空門大開，一合…至多兩合之間便能解決。
但這一擊落空了。
判官略帶好奇地看着他。男人體表上下如有小鼠遊走般，肌肉起伏不休，雙眼閃動着計劃得遂的光芒。
他像得了急病般劇烈喘息，在一陣無法遏制的痛苦吶喊中，身軀攢生出大片細密的毫毛，四肢軀殼被某種看不見的力量強撐了開來。洞天月色的照耀下，一頭巨狼人立而起。此刻在判官的視野下，那片籠罩人體的鮮紅輪廓已燒成了一叢野火。
「汝…這是自蹈死路，」內心深處的某種習慣想讓她嘆一口氣，可身體已沒了這個功能。「服下藥王秘傳的藥，不過是加速死亡。」
男人的目光沒有絲毫動搖，「從被你們發現的那一刻起，我就沒幾天活了。」
狐人抓起身側的藥囊，如倒豆子般將更多藥丸倒進嘴裏，「你們這些無血無淚的東西又怎麼會懂，我有必須離開這裏的理由！」
一枚巨大的拳頭倏然擴張，撐滿整個視野，判官的反應機巧剛剛來得及做出響應。雙臂一抖，她隨身攜帶的鎖鏈繃成一個圈，試圖兜住這一拳。
拳頭挾着驚人的力量轟入胸膛，白衣判官雙足所踏之地也裂開密如蛛網的碎紋，深深凹陷。
沒有疼痛，只有機巧器官損壞的輕響。白衣判官一陣恍惚。
Character Story: Part I
• Unlocked at Character Level 20
"Ten Lords perceptual, Karma perpetual."
Dressed as white as the driven snow, the Judge strolled out from the dim street, obscuring his final escape.
The man drew closer, but the shrill tremble in his voice betrayed his fear: "How... is catching them not enough?"
It may have started with a "How," but not as a question, rather as a rhetorical one. The semantic analysis goes back and forth in the mind, and there's no other intel other than "the target clearly knew who the accomplice was."
She decided to execute the mission assigned to her straight away.
The eyeballs, forehead, chin, heart, the Core Esse, and the lower abdomen... With a glance, she marked off all the parts that might make for a single effective strike. Despite foxians being known for their quick reactions, her opponent had left himself wide open and one round... two rounds, max, should be enough to take care of things.
But this blow missed.
The Judge looked at him with an air of curiosity. The man's body seemed to move like scurrying mice, with muscles undulating, and his eyes sparkled with the gleam of a well-executed plan.
He panted violently as though suffering from a critical illness, and during a burst of uncontrollable pain his body shot out large swathes of fine hairs as his limbs and body swelled and tore open by some invisible force. Under the glow of moonlight within the delve, a monstrous wolfman stood up. In the view of the Judge, the sanguine silhouette enveloping its body had burned up into a wildfire.
"You... are seeking death." She has an urge to sigh out of habit, but her body no longer has that function. "The partaking of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' concoction will only hasten your demise."
The man's gaze barely wavers at all. "The second I was discovered by you, I only ever had a few more days to live."
The foxian grabs the medicine pouch, and pours out more pills into his mouth as though it were candy. "You are a tool that sheds no blood and cry no tears. You could never understand — I have my reason for leaving here!"
A huge fist suddenly expanded, filling up the entire field of vision, and the Judge barely had any time to react. Shaking her arms, the chain she clutched whipped into a circle as she tried to lasso the fist.
The fist punched into her chest with astonishing force, splitting cracks into the ground like cobwebs and creating a crater beneath where the white-robed Judge was standing.
There was no pain, only the gentle ringing of damaged ingenium parts. The white-robed Judge was left befuddled.
