角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
他的「开拓」，往往从探索与了解开始。
「小小丹，抓稳，坐好，启动咯……」
他向红发的女孩请教轶失的历史，她们邀请他来一场俯瞰世界的历史课。
「悬锋的传统？」
「嗯。可以比试一下吗？」
他询问金发的王储，一旁，白发青年也跃跃欲试。
「我也一起来吧，这种习俗还是得亲身体验才行。」
悬锋的雄狮沉默不语，只以架势回应。
……
他去往树庭，览遍藏书，破碎的世界逐渐在他脑海中勾勒出完整的风貌。
为寻找重返星空的方法，他深入废墟探索，查访天外之界的奥秘——
他记录自己所经历的一切，正如他在每一站所做的那样。
但当世界的命运沉落英雄的肩头，他知道，此番「开拓」绝非冰冷的条目所能概括。
那是一场场至为关键的战役。
他与伙伴一同终结「纷争」的历史，见证悬锋的王储断绝传统。
开拓者以身入局，归还「岁月」的火种。当她/他自凶险莫测的冥界归来，他仍难忘那日如同自己劫后余生般的喜悦。
那也是告别的许多个刹那。
圣女千身凋零，智者付之一炬，冥河的女儿永别尘世…他记得离别的时分，他们或悲伤，或欣慰，却从未有一丝后悔。
「如果有一天，我们也将走到这一步……」
当想到开拓者的命运，迟迟未能到来的三月七…他也曾为此夜不能寐。
「千年来，我们所有人早已准备好迎接牺牲，或为同伴牺牲自己……」
他不止一次地看到，织者收拢遗物，为它们绣上一朵金色的花——
「现在…已别无遗憾。」
与「不朽」的存在相比，他们的生命如同转瞬即逝的飞萤。
可他分明看到，那些星星点点的光芒，照彻了彼此曾走过、将走向的夜空。
当奥赫玛落入血色的迟暮，神谕中的时刻也将到来。
可面对黑衣剑士避无可避的一剑，他的内心反而如同大海一般平静。
他相信开拓者会义无反顾地前进。借着逐火的微光，他也瞥见自己该行之路。
Character Story: Part II
• Unlocked at Character Level 40
His Trailblaze often begins with exploration and understanding.
"Little Dannie, hold on tight, sit tight, here we go..."
He sought knowledge of lost history from the red-haired girl, and they invited him to a history lesson overlooking the world.
"Kremnos's tradition?"
"Yes. May we have a duel?"
He asked the golden-haired crown prince. By the side, a white-haired youth was eager to try.
"I want to join as well. Traditions like this are better experienced."
The proud lion of Kremnos kept silent, responding only with a stance.
...
He ventured to the Grove, poring over every book in its collection, as the shattered world gradually took shape in his mind.
To find a way back to the stars, he delved deep into the ruins, investigating the mysteries of the world beyond the sky.
He records everything he experiences, just as he has done at every stop along the way.
But when the fate of the world rests upon a hero's shoulders, he knows that this "Trailblaze" cannot be reduced to mere cold entries.
Those were pivotal battles, each and every one.
Together with companions, they ended the history of "Strife" and witnessed the crown prince of Kremnos break from tradition.
(Trailblazer) joined the fray, returning the Coreflame of Time. When (he/she) returned from the treacherous nether realm, he still couldn't forget the joy of that day, like one who had survived a catastrophe.
Those were also countless moments of farewell.
The Holy Maiden's thousand forms withered, the sage was reduced to ashes, and the daughter of the River of Souls bid her final farewell to the mortal realm... He remembered at the time of parting, they were either sorrowful or content, but never once did they show any regret.
"If one day, we too shall come to this..."
Thinking of (Trailblazer)'s destiny and March 7th who had yet to arrive, he too had spent sleepless nights over this.
"For a thousand years, we have all been prepared to face sacrifice, or to sacrifice ourselves for our companions..."
He had seen it more than once... The weaver gathering relics, embroidering them with a golden flower.
"Now... there are no regrets left."
Compared to the existence of the Permanence, their lives were like fleeting fyreflies.
Yet he could clearly see those twinkling lights illuminating the night sky they had traversed and would traverse together.
As Okhema falls into the blood-red twilight, the prophesied moment shall arrive.
Yet facing the inevitable strike from the black-clad swordmaster, his heart remains as calm as the vast ocean.
He believes (Trailblazer) will forge ahead without hesitation. By the faint glow of the Flame-Chase, he too caught a glimpse of the path he must take.
