角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「你是誰？」
他沒有說話，但將死之人話卻格外的多。
「我知道了。你是飛霄的影衛？被我猜中了是不是。一輩子行於黑暗，做見不得光的事……
「不如我給你個機會，我家主人想知道『飛霄有步離血統』——這個傳言是不是真的？如果我們能達成合作，等未來扳倒飛——啊！」
事情和他想得一樣。於是他乾脆地結束掉這次任務。

這是他身為影衛的職責，無所謂正確與否…他的行動只是基於命令。
因為，對他個人而言，每一次成功的行動也是一次機會…復仇的機會。
「一次成功的任務便能得一枚巡鏑，一枚巡鏑可換一次行刺後的寬恕。」
他曾一度擔心自己無法接近飛霄，卻被她指定為曜青的影衛，跟隨她的身側。
他對飛霄的行刺從未成功，卻練就了一身神出鬼沒的本領。這柄黑暗中出擊的利刃，其所向不僅指向曜青將軍本人，更是指向所有曜青仙舟的敵人，成為無所不在的影子。

「難道你就是…鴉羽怪人嗎？」
又一次任務結束。那倒坐地上的小孩怯生生地問道。
「他們說鴉羽怪人會打擊壞人，懲惡揚善…但他實在穿得太黑了，沒有人看得見他……
「你那麼厲害，還穿得那麼黑，所、所以…謝、謝謝你救了我！」
懲惡揚善嗎？並非出於這樣的目的，他只是在執行任務中順手救了他一命。但他確實早已習慣將自己隱匿在各處暗影中，窺察四周，不放過任何一隅。
在小孩熠熠的目光中，他清楚地看見了身著烏衣的自己。
行於黑暗，也立於黑暗。
鴉羽怪人也好，影衛也好，都成為了他的一部分。  

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.

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
狐人醫士用羽扇半捂著臉，頗為痛切地看著眼前的景象…無數眼、耳、舌、齒、肢節、毛髮在已死的軀體上瘋狂增生又脫落，仿佛只是在徒勞地感受最後的痛苦。

久違地，他感到一絲不適，不止是因為眼前的狼藉，而是又想起了模糊的從前。

「藥王慈懷…生無涯…老不至…死回生……」
藥王信徒擁簇一團，其中一位似是重傷，但身旁之人卻照舊叨念著那些似曾相識的言詞。
「豐饒神跡護身…快…把它喝下去……」
「痛苦只是暫時的…你會重新擁有完整的生命，絕不會隕於此…刻——」
下一瞬，說話的人已然倒地。烏衣影衛現於光下，肅殺地立於他們面前。沉默也難掩此處再次涌動的殺意。
……
「那些人早就算不上是人了，他們可沒痛覺…你呢？傷成這樣，你想告訴我你也沒痛覺？」
狐人醫士將藥粉灑在他的傷口，一如既往絮絮叨叨。
「我們本來就是去偵查的，早說了後面還有大部隊…怎麼就先動手了？」
他沒有說話，只是低頭看著手裡刃口弧度犀利，殘留著血污的匕首。
這些年，從一次次的任務中，他早已知道當年的「家人」究竟是什麼。但他不願細細回想，也不願承認，自己的立場早已與當年不同——不然復仇與契約，還有什麼意義？

「痛嗎？」
「……」他還是沒說話。
狐人醫士手上卻加快了速度，用紗布纏裹他的傷口，繫結，又不經意地使力按了按。
「痛……」
「痛就說唄，忍著對你有什麼好處？我看著都痛死了。」
他點點頭。

他習慣了不說話，但也開始習慣了有人替他說話。  

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.