角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
懷錶再次走到早上六點，廚房煮牛奶和烤麵包的香味一如往常飄進了他狹小的臥室。
他已徹底融入這裏的生活，將自己的夢想深埋於心。他不再那麼容易對客人的故事感到激動，也不再期待爺爺能夠馬上回來。
「也許大人都是那個樣子，說話不算數，也不願意認真聽小孩子講話。」
他接過客人的箱包，客人們目不斜視地走掉，只剩下他一個人在那裏自言自語。
他回到鐘錶房，如同往常一樣檢查那些時鐘。不同的時區有不同的時間，他怔怔地望着滿牆的鐘表，想像着那些世界發生的故事。想着想着，他攤開畫紙，繼續畫下自己與想像中的夥伴經歷的故事。
那已經是故事的結尾了。
「夥伴們，再見！我會留在新大陸，等它建設完成之後，再與你們一起前往新的世界！」
「米沙船長，再見！我們有緣再會！」
其他的夥伴走了，而蹦蹦跳跳的鐘表小人與溫柔的鏡子小姐都留了下來。他曾經帶領着這些夥伴穿越迷霧，航過大海。每一次危險關頭，他調整羅盤，將隊伍帶向正確的方向。現在，那個叫米沙的孩子將在新的大陸建設新的國度，直到再次踏上旅途的機會來臨。
「如果要接着畫的話，第二部就暫定為新大陸歷險記吧。」
他畫完最後一筆的時候，聽見了某種熟悉的聲音與顫動，仿佛有一個龐然大物從宇宙深處而來，停在了酒店門外。
他扔下畫筆，打開門，跑了出去——
「您好，歡迎光……」
在晨光下閃閃發亮的星穹列車，疲憊地，驕傲地，悄然停在了那
——就像「夢」中的一樣。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
As the pocket watch struck six o'clock again in the morning, the familiar aroma of milk and toast wafted into his narrow bedroom from the kitchen as usual.
He had settled into this life, burying his dreams deep within his heart. He was no longer easily captivated by the stories of the guests, nor did he hold onto the hope of his grandfather's immediate return.
"Maybe that's how adults are. They don't keep their promises, and they don't really want to listen to children."
He took the guests' suitcases and bags. The guests walked away without a second glance, leaving him alone and muttering to himself.
He went back to his room of clocks and checked the various clocks displaying different times from different time zones as usual. He stared blankly at the wall full of clocks, imagining the stories and worlds that existed within them. Lost in thoughts of these fantastical realms, he unfolded a drawing paper and began sketching the adventures he experienced with his imaginary companions.
That was the end of the story.
"Farewell, my companions! I'll stay in the New World, and once it's fully built, I'll continue traveling with you to other new worlds!"
"Farewell, Captain Misha! May our paths cross again!"
All his companions left except his ever-excited first mate, Mr. Pocket Watch, and the gentle Miss Mirror. They had navigated through the mists and across the sea together. In crucial moments, Misha had steered their ship in the right direction. Now, the child named Misha would embark to build a new kingdom on a new continent until the opportunity arose for another journey.
"If I'm to draw something else, my next creation will be about the adventures in the new world."
As he finished the last stroke, he sensed some kind of familiar sound paired with vibrations, as if a colossal being had emerged from the depths of the universe and landed outside the hotel gate.
He dropped his brushes, opened the door, and ran out...
"Welcome to..."
The Astral Express, glistening in the morning light, tiredly, proudly waited there, parked and quiet.
...Just like in the dream.
