角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
他的「開拓」，往往從探索與了解開始。
「小小丹，抓穩，坐好，啟動咯……」
他向紅髮的女孩請教軼失的歷史，她們邀請他來一場俯瞰世界的歷史課。
「懸鋒的傳統？」
「嗯。可以比試一下嗎？」
他詢問金髮的王儲，一旁，白髮青年也躍躍欲試。
「我也一起來吧，這種習俗還是得親身體驗才行。」
懸鋒的雄獅沉默不語，只以架勢回應。
……
他去往樹庭，覽遍藏書，破碎的世界逐漸在他腦海中勾勒出完整的風貌。
為尋找重返星空的方法，他深入廢墟探索，查訪天外之界的奧秘——
他記錄自己所經歷的一切，正如他在每一站所做的那樣。
但當世界的命運沉落英雄的肩頭，他知道，此番「開拓」絕非冰冷的條目所能概括。
那是一場場至為關鍵的戰役。
他與夥伴一同終結「紛爭」的歷史，見證懸鋒的王儲斷絕傳統。
開拓者以身入局，歸還「歲月」的火種。當她/他自兇險莫測的冥界歸來，他仍難忘那日如同自己劫後餘生般的喜悅。
那也是告別的許多個剎那。
聖女千身凋零，智者付之一炬，冥河的女兒永別塵世…他記得離別的時分，他們或悲傷，或欣慰，卻從未有一絲後悔。
「如果有一天，我們也將走到這一步……」
當想到開拓者的命運，遲遲未能到來的三月七…他也曾為此夜不能寐。
「千年來，我們所有人早已準備好迎接犧牲，或為同伴犧牲自己……」
他不止一次地看到，織者收攏遺物，為它們繡上一朵金色的花——
「現在…已別無遺憾。」
與「不朽」的存在相比，他們的生命如同轉瞬即逝的飛螢。
可他分明看到，那些星星點點的光芒，照徹了彼此曾走過、將走向的夜空。
當奧赫瑪落入血色的遲暮，神諭中的時刻也將到來。
可面對黑衣劍士避無可避的一劍，他的內心反而如同大海一般平靜。
他相信開拓者會義無反顧地前進。借着逐火的微光，他也瞥見自己該行之路。
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.
