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41樓 啊啊是谁都对 2024-10-12 12:58

角色故事•三(解锁条件:角色等级60)
“你是谁?”
他没有说话,但将死之人话却格外的多。
“我知道了。你是飞霄的影卫?被我猜中了是不是。一辈子行于黑暗,做见不得光的事……
“不如我给你个机会,我家主人想知道‘飞霄有步离血统’——这个传言是不是真的?如果我们能达成合作,等未来扳倒飞——啊!”
事情和他想得一样。于是他干脆地结束掉这次任务。

这是他身为影卫的职责,无所谓正确与否…他的行动只是基于命令。
因为,对他个人而言,每一次成功的行动也是一次机会…复仇的机会。
“一次成功的任务便能得一枚巡镝,一枚巡镝可换一次行刺后的宽恕。”
他曾一度担心自己无法接近飞霄,却被她指定为曜青的影卫,跟随她的身侧。
他对飞霄的行刺从未成功,却练就了一身神出鬼没的本领。这柄黑暗中出击的利刃,其所向不仅指向曜青将军本人,更是指向所有曜青仙舟的敌人,成为无所不在的影子。

“难道你就是…鸦羽怪人吗?”
又一次任务结束。那倒坐地上的小孩怯生生地问道。
“他们说鸦羽怪人会打击坏人,惩恶扬善…但他实在穿得太黑了,没有人看得见他……
“你那么厉害,还穿得那么黑,所、所以…谢、谢谢你救了我!”
惩恶扬善吗?并非出于这样的目的,他只是在执行任务中顺手救了他一命。但他确实早已习惯将自己隐匿在各处暗影中,窥察四周,不放过任何一隅。
在小孩熠熠的目光中,他清楚地看见了身着乌衣的自己。
行于黑暗,也立于黑暗。
鸦羽怪人也好,影卫也好,都成为了他的一部分。  


Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Who are you?"
He says nothing, but people who are staring death in the face tend to get chatty.
"I know. You're Feixiao's shadow guard. I'm right, aren't I? You've spent your whole life working in the shadows, doing things that should never see the light of day...
"How about I give you a chance? My master wants to know if the rumor of Feixiao having borisin blood is true. If we can reach an agreement, then when we take down Fei — AGH!"
Things are as he had suspected. So, he brings his mission to a swift end.

This is his duty as a shadow guard. There is no consideration for right or wrong... His actions are motivated only by orders.
This is because, to him, each successful mission is an opportunity... An opportunity for revenge.
"For every successful mission, you will earn one strale. One strale will buy you forgiveness after each assassination attempt."
He was once concerned that he would not be able to get close to Feixiao, yet he was assigned as Yaoqing's shadow guard and followed by her side at all times.
His assassination attempts were never successful, but through them, he had mastered the art of vanishing and reappearing like a ghost. This blade that strikes from the darkness is not only aimed at the general of the Yaoqing, but also the enemies of the Xianzhou Yaoqing. He is the omnipresent shadow.

"Are you... the crow-feather weirdo?"
Another mission complete. Sitting on the ground, the child timidly asks.
"They say the crow-feather weirdo beats up bad guys, punishes evil, and fights for good... but... The clothes he wears are so dark that no one can ever see him...
"You're so strong and your clothes are so dark, so, so... th—thank you for saving me!"
Punish evil and fight for good? That is never his motive. He just happens to save the boy while carrying out one of his missions. However, he has indeed become used to concealing himself within the shadows and keeping a watchful eye on all goings-on, not letting anything pass him.
In the sparkling eyes of the child in front of him, he can see himself clearly in his umbral clothes.
He walks in the darkness and stands in the darkness.
The crow-feather weirdo, the shadow guard... they are all parts of who he is.

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1.stare death in the face

直视死亡(这里意译为将死之人)

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2.chatty

adj.爱说话的;爱闲聊的;健谈的

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3.weirdo

n.(长相或行为)古怪的人;怪人

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4.umbral

adj.本影的;有荫影的;阴暗的

(备注:本影指的是阴影中光源完全照射不到的部分)

42樓 啊啊是谁都对 2024-10-12 12:59

角色故事•四(解锁条件:角色等级80)
狐人医士用羽扇半捂着脸,颇为痛切地看着眼前的景象…无数眼、耳、舌、齿、肢节、毛发在已死的躯体上疯狂增生又脱落,仿佛只是在徒劳地感受最后的痛苦。

久违地,他感到一丝不适,不止是因为眼前的狼藉,而是又想起了模糊的从前。

“药王慈怀…生无涯…老不至…死回生……”
药王信徒拥簇一团,其中一位似是重伤,但身旁之人却照旧叨念着那些似曾相识的言词。
“丰饶神迹护身…快…把它喝下去……”
“痛苦只是暂时的…你会重新拥有完整的生命,绝不会陨于此…刻——”
下一瞬,说话的人已然倒地。乌衣影卫现于光下,肃杀地立于他们面前。沉默也难掩此处再次涌动的杀意。
……
“那些人早就算不上是人了,他们可没痛觉…你呢?伤成这样,你想告诉我你也没痛觉?”
狐人医士将药粉洒在他的伤口,一如既往絮絮叨叨。
“我们本来就是去侦查的,早说了后面还有大部队…怎么就先动手了?”
他没有说话,只是低头看着手里刃口弧度犀利,残留着血污的匕首。
这些年,从一次次的任务中,他早已知道当年的“家人”究竟是什么。但他不愿细细回想,也不愿承认,自己的立场早已与当年不同——不然复仇与契约,还有什么意义?

“痛吗?”
“……”他还是没说话。
狐人医士手上却加快了速度,用纱布缠裹他的伤口,系结,又不经意地使力按了按。
“痛……”
“痛就说呗,忍着对你有什么好处?我看着都痛死了。”
他点点头。

他习惯了不说话,但也开始习惯了有人替他说话。  


Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

The foxian healer half covers his face as he looks at the scene before him with great empathetic concern... Countless eyes, ears, tongues, teeth, limbs, and fur are sprouting from and falling off of the bodies in front of them, as if they are experiencing this final suffering in vain.

For the first time in forever, Moze feels a little uncomfortable. Not only because of the scene before him, but because it reminds him of his blurred memories of the past.

"The mercy of Sanctus Medicus... life without bounds.... old age never coming... the dead revitalizing..."
A crowd of Sanctus Medicus disciples huddles together. Though one of them is heavily wounded, those around them simply continue to murmur those familiar words.
"The divine traces of Abundance shall heal your body... quick. Drink this..."
"Suffering is temporary... you shall have a full life once more. you will not die in this mo... ment—"
In a flash, the speaker collapses to the ground. The black-clad shadow guard appears in the light before them and stands solemnly. Silence can not conceal the murderous rage that once again wells up inside him.
...
"These people are no longer people. They feel no pain... What about you, though? With wounds like those, are you going to tell me you feel no pain?"
The foxian healer sprinkles powder on his wounds and chatters away as always.
"We were originally here for reconnaissance. I told you we had a large force ready for backup. Why did you go ahead and take action?"
He does not say a word, simply looking down at the sharp, blood-coated dagger in his hands.
Over the years, through each and every mission he had completed, he had long since come to understand just what that former "family" of his was. However, he refuses to think about it in depth, nor would he acknowledge that his view had changed from all those years ago. If he did, what meaning would his vengeance and their vow have?

"Does that hurt?"
"..." He still refuses to speak.
The foxian healer decides to speed up his movements, wrapping his wounds in gauze and casually pressing down a little too hard.
"Ow..."
"If it hurts, then say it out loud. What good does enduring your pain do? Just seeing you like this is agony for me."
He nods.

He has become accustomed to not speaking, but also to having people speak on his behalf.

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1.empathetic

adj.移情的;感同身受的;能产生共鸣的

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2.sprout

v.发芽;出现;长出(某物)

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3.huddle

v.(通常因寒冷或害怕)挤在一起、缩成一团

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4.well up

v.(液体、感情)涌出;流出;溢出

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5.sprinkle

v.①撒;洒;把…撒(或洒)在…上

②使某物包含少量的另一物;用…点缀

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6.chatter away
喋喋不休;唠叨;饶舌

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7.reconnaissance

n.侦察

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8.gauze

n.①纱布(包扎伤口用)

②(金属丝制的)网纱,网

43樓 啊啊是谁都对 2025-7-15 20:30
Archer


角色详情
绝望轮番上演于过去与未来之间,无数理想曾在红色圣骸布之间燃尽。但,请别被这一抹灰烬欺骗——
若是有人假借理想之名营造虚幻的美梦,他必将再度燃烧,与世间的伪善战斗到底。
无论身在何处,他始终是正义的伙伴。  


Character Details

Despair plays in cycles between the past and future. Countless indeals were incinerated before that red garment. Yet, do not let this smear of ashes fool you —
Should someone create a phantasmal sweet dream under the guise of false ideals, then he will burn again, facing down the hypocrites of the world till the very end.
No matter where he is, he always remains the steadfast hero of justice.

44樓 啊啊是谁都对 2025-7-15 20:31

角色故事•一(解锁条件:角色等级20)
通常来说,男子是一个会冷静完成工作的现实主义者。
可就像某些到了年纪的上班族一样,他有时也难免暴露出因阅历而带来的悲观,又因这种悲观产生自我的厌恶,时常有意无意说出辛辣的话语。

“不,这是一种误解。
“大多数人无法消解伴随着年龄而增长的自我厌恶,是因为他们没法和过去的自己真正打一架。
“不对,打一架也不是什么好事。
“…还是忘记这个话题吧。”

总之,只要没有正面对上过去那个不成熟的自己,或是那些与此有几分相似的人,男子绝对称得上是一名成熟稳重的从者。尽管时不时要对手头的工作抱怨一番,他仍尽心尽力完成自己的使命,兢兢业业毫不马虎。
——但不得不说,那些抱怨往往犀利又毒辣,甚至会让人觉得他以前是不是当过作家。

“没办法,得理不饶人可是我的本性。说实话,但凡被那种蛮不讲理的大小姐闯入过生活,任谁都会变成这样吧?”  


Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

Most days, the man conducts himself as a composed realist who efficiently completes his task.
But similar to seasoned office workers of a certain age, he sometimes betrays the pessimism that experience brings, which fuels a disgust with himself, leading to sharp-tounged comments that slip out whether he intends them or not.

"No, that's not quite right."
"Most people never overcome the self-loathing that accumulates with age because they can never truly confront the person they once were."
"Not that confrontation is always beneficial."
"...Let's just move on from this topic."

In essence, as long as he avoids direct confrontation with his less mature former self or anyone who resembles that person, the man proves himself an exceptionally stable and mature Servant. While he occasionally grumbles about his current responsibilities, he fulfills every task with absolute dedication and meticulous care.
— Though it bears mentioning that his complaints often cut with such precision and insight that observers wonder if he once pursued a career as an author.

"I can't help being brutally honest. It's in my nature. Truthfully, would anyone who's had their life disrupted by such an irrational, demanding young lady turn out any differently?"

45樓 啊啊是谁都对 2025-7-15 20:31

角色故事•二(解锁条件:角色等级40)
男子的故事起始于一个混乱的时代。
就像一只无法安静下来的牛虻,以凡人之躯经历了圣杯战争的他离开了故乡,前往世界最为动荡的角落,擎举起替天行道的大旗——为了成为正义的伙伴。

这条道路并非一帆风顺。在世界各地,男子发动过不计其数的武装暴动,竟无一成功。他逃过了十余次暗杀、百余次伏击甚至几次枪决,却在返回故乡稍作停留时,被曾经的朋友推上了绞刑架。

但这并非他讨厌过去的自己的原因…至少失败的部分不是。
他所厌恶的,是那位梦想成为正义伙伴的少年,彼时还对这种人生的代价一无所知。

执行一人的正义,就要剥夺另一人的自由。执行万人的正义,更难免头颅滚滚、血流成河。正义的确是美丽的字眼——但它的重量,却足以让任何渴望拥抱它的少年溺死在理想的海洋。

“我的确说过类似的话,但那不过是发牢骚罢了。
“环境和情感会让人发生巨大的变化。哪怕是完全相同的存在,也会在命运的十字路口做出某些不一样的选择。
“像我的人未必是我,是我的人也未必像我。说到底,人可没法在自己的视野之外寻求救赎。”

理想会践踏理想,命运会谋杀命运——年轻人并非意识不到这些。
只是正义的伙伴,理应无所畏惧——男子学会了赞赏这一点。 


 

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

The man's journey began in a time of turmoil.
Like a persistent gadfly that refuses to settle, having lived through the Holy Grail War as a mere mortal, he abandoned his homeland for the world's most volatile regions, raising the banner of righteous judgment — determined to become a hero of justice.

But his journey proved anything but easy. Throughout the world, the man sparked numerous armed rebellions, yet strangely, not one prevailed. Despite escaping over ten assassination plots, hundreds of ambushes, and even several execution squads, he found himself facing the gallows during a short visit to his homeland, betrayed by a former friend.

But that's not why he resents his former self... At least, not the failures.
What he truly loathes is that idealistic boy who dreamed of becoming a companion of justice, yet knew nothing of the price such a journey would demand.

Enforcing one's justice necessitates robbing another of freedom. Implementing justice for thousands inevitably means mountains of severed heads and rivers of blood. Justice may sound like a beautiful word — but its unbearable weight is sufficient to drown the young dreamer in the very ocean of ideals he cherished.

"I've expressed similar thoughts before, but those were simply moments of frustration speaking."
"Our environment and emotions can dramatically reshape who we are. Even completely identical beings might make entirely different choices when standing in fate's crossroads."
"Those who resemble me aren't necessarily me, and those who are me don't necessarily resemble me. After all, no one can find salvation beyond the boundaries of their own perspective."

Ideals will always trample competing ideals, and destinies inevitably destroy other destinies. The young aren't blind to these realities.
But a true companion of justice must remain fearless despite knowing this, as the man has finally learned to value this quality.

46樓 啊啊是谁都对 2025-7-15 20:31

角色故事•三(解锁条件:角色等级60)
“干将 · 莫邪”——这双剑是男子最趁手的武器,可以反复使用投影魔术制作,无论用坏多少把都毫不心疼。理论上,只要是男子充分理解的武装,都可以被他“无数次投影出赝品”;可出于某些渊源,唯有当投影对象属于“剑”的分类时,男子的投影魔术才能臻于完美。

“听起来很像卖盗版货的商人?啊,差不多就是那样。
“不是什么充满荣誉的手段,但用来对付那些自以为是、用自造的规则骑在别人头上作威作福的家伙,刚好合适。”

传说中,干将与莫邪是一对传奇的铸剑师,夫妇俩穷尽各种方法,试图改变这样的现状:铸剑师无法掌控所铸宝剑的品质,每次锻冶只能听天由命。
故事从这里分裂出许多个版本,其中一种说法是——莫邪以身殉炉,与金属熔液融为一体,让干将得以铸造出前无古人、后无来者的绝世好剑。
而在更负盛名的另一个版本中,暴君因为厌恶铸剑效率的低下而在干将造出宝剑后处死了他,莫邪带着他们的孩子隐匿在乡间;多年以后,这个长大成人的孩子与他在路上偶遇的侠士策划了对暴君的复仇,三人最终同归于尽。

男子的命运是否也与以上的故事有相似之处?如果有,他牺牲的是自己,伙伴,还是某种理想?
人们不得而知。
人们只知道,为心中之剑,他甘做其骨:以躯为钢,以血为火。
他打造过万千利刃,可最终仍是两手空空,一无所有。
正如他的心象风景。

“但这不就是人生吗?
“剑可无法停留在一个人手上。你要么把它束之高阁,要么把它转交他人,要么…就将它用至最后一刻。
“然后,你才能重新开始。”  


Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

Kanshou and Bakuya, these twin blades are the man's weapons of choice, continuously reproduced through Projection Magecraft without a second thought for how many break in battle. Theoretically, any armament the man comprehends thoroughly can be "projected as a counterfeit countless times." However, due to some entanglements of karma, the man's Projection magecraft only reaches absolute perfection when creating objects that qualify as "swords."

"Sounds like a merchant selling knockoffs? Well, that's about right."
"It's hardly the most honorable approach, but it's perfectly tailored for dealing with those self-important types who fabricate rules to stand above others and exert their authority."

According to ancient legends, Kanshou and Bakuya were master swordsmiths. A husband-and-wife duo who exhausted every conceivable method attempting to overcome a fundamental limitation: That craftsmen couldn't control the quality of their forged blades, leaving each creation to fate's whims.
From this point, the tale branches into numerous versions. One claims that Bakuya sacrificed herself to the furnace, becoming one with the molten metal, enabling Kanshou to forge blades of unprecedented perfection that would never be equaled.
In the more widely celebrated version, a tyrannical ruler, frustrated by the slow pace of sword forging, executed Kanshou after receiving the masterpiece blades. Then, Bakuya escaped to the countryside with their child. Years later, this grown child encountered a wandering swordsman, and together they plotted revenge against the tyrant, a confrontation where all three ultimately perished together.
Does this man's own destiny mirror these ancient tales? If similarities exist, what did he ultimately sacrifice? Himself, his companions, or perhaps some cherished ideal?
No one knows.
What people do know is that he offered himself as its foundation for the sword residing in his heart — His body serving as steel, his blood as flame.
Though he crafted thousands of blades throughout his journey, in the end, he stood empty-handed, possessing nothing at all.
Just like his mindscapeUnlimited Blade Works.

"But isn't this precisely what life is about?"
"No sword can remain in one person's possession forever. You must either store it away, pass it to another's hands, or... use it until its very last moment."
"And only then, can you truly start again with a clean slate."

47樓 啊啊是谁都对 2025-7-15 20:32

角色故事•四(解锁条件:角色等级80)
在圣杯战争的系统中,男子被定性为弓兵。这对于一个以“剑”为本源的人来说似乎是某种嘲讽,但男子不以为意。

“拜托,比起正面搏斗,从远处狙杀敌人才是更有效率的作战方式吧?
“还是说你指望我像那些剑士一样用光炮轰平一切?别闹了,我只是个普通人,可没有他们那么强的魔力。”

话虽如此,只要情势需要,男子也从不拒绝近身格斗。得益于可谓无限量的“干将 · 莫邪”,他可以使出令人眼花缭乱的剑技,让对手难以招架。

“如果用普通的子弹就能杀死敌人,我才不想多费这些力气。
“不过,你要是真想学会这招——平常可以多下下厨房,从切菜的刀工练起。
“我可没开玩笑。只要认真思考,你可以从做饭里学到很多。就拿最基础的备菜来说吧——想要尽快吃到美味的一餐,你需要把制作每一种食物的工序都加以拆解,重新编排它们的顺序,尽可能多的同时完成一些事…一旦你熟练于这种思考方式,就可以把它应用在身边的各种事情上,为自己节省出大把的时间。
“再比如说炒菜的火候。初学者往往会陷入一个误区,认为炒菜就是把不同的食材按次序加进锅里,直到所有的食物都熟透为止。
“这对于那些耐炸耐煮的食材倒不成问题,但除此以外的却不能如此处理。它们都有自己最优的烹饪时间和烹饪温度,彼此之间出现矛盾是很正常的情况。
因此,大多数情况下,我们都要将食材分门别类,用不同的火候加以处理,关火出锅也得够果断——最后再把它们全部组合在一起,完成一道色香味俱全的佳肴。”

是的,只要打开了关于厨房的话匣子,男子就会一改平常言简意赅的作风,发表出许多饱含心得的长篇大论。这个终其一生都在战斗的男人,其生命的本质,似乎并不是正义或苦难,而是某种带着生活气息的烟火滋味。

“就像我之前说的,如果能在远处就用狙击的方式杀死敌人,那么没人愿意冒着生命危险去和他们近身搏斗。面对命运也是一样。
“我的存在只不过说明了一件事:在某个遥远的角落,有那样一个世界,那里的人们每天只能和命运进行你死我活的白刃格斗,否则就毫无活下去的希望。
“虽然我曾在那里为他们战斗过,但世界得以改变的原因,还是因为人们始终在与命运毫不停歇地搏斗。
“而我…不过是一个一无所有,还远未赢过命运的男人罢了。”

毫无疑问,他仍会沿着这条“拯救人类”的道路走下去。
就像他总是乐意为朋友们下厨一样。  


Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

Within the Holy Grail War's formal classification system, the man is categorized as a bow userArcher. This designation might seem like a subtle mockery for someone whose very essence revolves around "swords," yet the man himself remains completely unbothered by this apparent contradiction.

"Let's be practical. Isn't eliminating enemies from a distance far more efficient than facing them head-on?"
"Or were you expecting me to act like those swordmastersSabers, unleashing devastating beams of light that level everything? Don't be absurd. I'm just an ordinary person without their overwhelming magical energy reserves."

However, contrary to his statements, the man never hesitates to engage in close combat when the situation demands it. Leveraging his practically infinite supply of "Kanshou and Bakuya," he uses dazzingly complex sword skills that leave opponents struggling to defend themselves.

"If regular bullets could get the job done, I wouldn't bother going through all this trouble."
"But if you really wanna learn this move? Spend some time in the kitchen. Start by getting good with a knife."
"I'm not messing around. Cooking teaches you a lot if you actually think about it. Take meal prep, for instance. You want a great dish on the table fast? You gotta break down every step, figure out what can be done at the same time, and streamline the whole process. Once you get the hang of that mindset, you'll start applying it to everything in your life. It saves you a ton of time."
"Same with cooking temps. Newbies always think stir-fry means tossing everything into the pan in order until it's all cooked through."
"That works fine for stuff that can take the heat. But other ingredients? They've got their own ideal cooking time and temp, so they don't always get along."
"So most of the time, you've gotta sort your ingredients, adjust the heat for each one, and pull them off the burner at just the right moment. Then, bring everything back together to finish the dish balanced, flavorful, and just right."

Once he starts talking about cooking, the guy shifts gears entirely. Gone in his usual short-and-sharp talk. Instead, he dives into these long, thoughtful monologues, full of hard-won insight. For a man who's spent his whole life on the battlefield, it seems like what defines him isn't justice or suffering, but something quieter. Something like the everyday warmth of a home-cooked meal.

"Like I said before, if you can take out your enemies from a distance with a sniper shot, nobody would risk getting up close and personal. It's the same when it comes to fate."
"I exist to prove one thing: somewhere out there, in a corner of the world, there are people who have no choice but to fight fate in brutal, hand-to-hand combat, every single day. Because if they don't, they die."
"I fought for them once. But the world only changed because people kept going, kept fighting fate without pause."
"As for me... I'm just a man with nothing left, who's still a long way from ever beating fate(reaching utopia)."

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