角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
又一個寂靜的夜晚。她如往常那樣靜靜地坐在高處，看着燈火點亮又熄滅，一艘艘航船進出空港，直到黎明來臨。
銀狼打着哈欠，走到她身邊。
「睡不着嗎？」她挪了挪位置。
「做了個怪夢，夢見朋克洛德被電子惡魔入侵了，我一邊跑一邊用泡泡糖把病毒黏住，然後就醒了。」
「夢啊……」
「要出發去匹諾康尼了嗎？」
「嗯。也許屬於我的夢…就在那裏。」
「但一個無法做夢的人要進入聯覺夢境，付出的可是堪比『死亡』的代價。」
「我知道，我的意識將在憶質的重壓下被粉碎，然後再以特殊的方法重組，如此才能抵達夢的國度…那死亡並不可怕，我早已習慣了。」
「…唉，行吧，祝你好運。記得替我向星穹列車問好。」
……
她來到阿斯德納星系的邊緣。憶海翻湧着巨浪，她猶如一粒火星，隨時都可能在狂風中熄滅。
她跳起，躍入憶域。
重壓從四面八方襲來，她的視線逐漸模糊，身體不受控制地墜向憶域深處。
那些藏在濃厚憶質中的情緒仿佛變作了幻影，在她耳邊盤旋着，呼喚着。
——「盡情燃燒吧，為了格拉默的未來……」
——「為了，女皇陛下……」
——「它們雖然是渺小的生命，但在夜晚，它們比星星更耀眼……」
——「為什麼死去？」
——「為什麼活着？」
……
不知過了多久，洶湧的憶質平靜了下來。
她睜開眼，匹諾康尼猶如一顆珍珠，散發着迷濛的光芒，而眼淚正順着臉龐滴落——
「這就是…夢？」
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
Another tranquil night unfolded. As she often did, she sat in silence on higher ground, observing the flickering lights. Countless ships gracefully entered and departed the harbor until the break of dawn.
Silver Wolf yawned and walked to her.
"Can't sleep?" She moved away to make some room.
"Yeah, I had a weird dream about Punklorde being invaded by cyberdemons. So I kept running around, sticking those viruses with my bubblegum, and then I woke up."
"A dream..."
"Leaving for Penacony?"
"Yes. Perhaps there... I'll find my own dream."
"But for someone who can't dream at all, the pain caused by entering the Synesthesia Dreamscape is more terrible than death."
"Yeah, I know. My consciousness will be crushed by the weight of memoria and then get reconstructed in a peculiar manner. This is the only way for me to enter the land of dreams... However, death doesn't frighten me, as I've grown used to it."
"...Hmm, fine. Wish you best of luck. And don't forget to say hello to the Express Crew for me."
...
She arrived at the periphery of Asdana. The ocean of memoria churned with colossal waves, threatening to eradicate her like a fleeting spark ready to go out anytime in the tempest.
With a swift leap, she plunged into the Memory Zone.
The immense pressure closed in from all sides, causing her vision to blur, and she uncontrollably descended into the depths of the Memory Zone.
Emotions concealed within the dense memoria became ethereal specters, haunting and whispering in her ears.
..."Ignite yourself to the last moment, for the future of Glamoth..."
..."For Her Majesty..."
..."Though they are but specks, they shine brighter than the stars at night..."
..."For what do we die?"
..."For what do we live?"
...
After an indeterminate period of time, the raging memoria subsided.
Opening her eyes, she saw Penacony in front of her eyes, glowing like a radiant pearl and glistening with a misty aura, while tears streamed down her cheeks...
"Is this... a dream?".
