角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
「衰颓的老人百无一用，如同褴褛的衣裳挂在木棍上。」
很多年前，我听过这样一首域外的古诗。它们的韵律与仙舟诗不同，我谈不上喜欢，可唯独这句始终盘旋在我心中，像魂灵挥之不去。
我见识过异邦人如何衰老。皮肤和肌肉变得松弛、大脑发生不可逆的退化、骨骼变得脆弱、眼球变得浑浊…
我理解他们为何羡慕我们。我曾经同他们一样，以为我们不会衰老，以为我们会永远保持不变的模样。
每次出征前夕，我都会向战友承诺：「你只管握紧武器，我会把你带回仙舟的。」
但我食言了。那场战斗后，只有我一人拖着残躯回到了天舶司。
我回不去了。我再明白不过。
自此，我便埋头专注于公务，不再作回归天际的空想。
Character Story: Part II
• Unlocked at Character Level 40
"Old decrepits are useless, like torn strips of clothes hanging on a wooden stick."
Years ago, I heard an old poem not from here. Its structure, rhyme, and form were different from Xianzhou poems. I don't like it, but this particular sentence stayed with me, like a ghost I could not chase away.
I've witnessed how Outworlders age, how their skin sag, their muscles shrink, how their brains degenerate irreversibly, how their bones weaken, and their eyes cloud over...
I can understand their envy towards us. I used to think the same way, that we will never grow old, that we will maintain the same appearance of youth.
Every time we head out for a battle, I always promise my comrades, "You just worry about holding onto your weapon. I'll bring you back to Xianzhou."
But I broke my promise. After that fateful battle, only I returned to the Sky-Faring Commission, dragging my own damaged body.
I can never return. I understood that then.
From then on, I tunnel-visioned on official documents, abandoning any dream of returning to the sky.
I grew old.
