角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
棺材的一侧，白衣判官盯着合上的灵柩，目不稍瞬。看着妹妹入睡，曾是身为人类时的习惯。
她无法感知疼痛，内心也不会再有后悔。头颅中所封装的意识告诉她，看着妹妹入睡，是一份沉重的使命，一如她为自己做的事情。
推演业判，定夺生死乃是大事。这些事情只能交由与世疏离、但又保有血肉人心的书罪判官去做。金铁终究只是金铁。她能捕捉人类话语中微妙的声调变化，愁容间肌肉的紧蹙，但这些全然无法在她金石铸成的心识里掀起一丝波澜。没有什么法术能让钢铁与血肉同悲喜，而这正是妹妹能为十王司奉献的一切。
一名金人勾魂使踱步迎上前。「有新任务？」白衣判官转过脸。
「如果您想留下照拂寒鸦小姐，我可以通传其他判官执行使命。」
「不必了。吾不想辜负了她的心意。何况，吾与十王约定，每抓捕重犯一人，便有半日还阳的自由。她久居棺中，吾想将这份体验送给不见天日的她。」
「那么，请大人备妥法器，开始伏魔吧。」金人低首作揖。
白衣判官眉目不动，望向黑暗。不再跳动的心里只有一个念头，她希望妹妹能梦到一个温软的好梦——
梦到自己身处蓝天下，一双灵巧的手将一枚花环戴在她的头上。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
On one side of the coffin, a white-robed judge fixes her gaze upon the sealed coffin. Observing her sister's slumber had been routine during her human days.
She can no longer feel pain or any regrets. The consciousness residing within her skull informs her that observing her sister's sleep is an arduous duty, similar to what she once did to herself.
Making karmic judgments and delivering sentences are profound tasks, and such responsibilities must be exclusively entrusted to judges who have detached from the mortal world yet remain attuned to the emotions of people, unlike aurumatons. While she can discern subtle shifts in the tones of human words and detect the tightening of muscles upon sorrowful countenances, none of these can stir even the faintest ripple within her heart of forged steel, and no magic can bring back her emotions as a human. That is why her sister is needed for the Ten-Lords Commission.
An Aurumaton Spectral Envoy approaches her. "A new task?" The white-robed judge turns to the envoy.
"If you wish to remain and attend to Madam Hanya, I can ask other judges to undertake the task instead."
"That won't be necessary. I don't wish to disappoint her. Furthermore, I've reached an agreement with the Ten Lords. For every malefactor I apprehend, I shall be granted the freedom to return to the mortal realm for half a day. She's been inside the coffin for too long, and I'd like to bestow such a chance for her to bask in the sun."
"Then, please prepare your sacred vessels and commence the exorcism, Madam." The aurumaton bows in deference.
The white-robed judge remains emotionless as she peers into the darkness. Within her heart that no longer beats, there resides a simple aspiration, that her sister will dream a tender and blissful dream...
That she will dream of nimble hands gently crowning her head with a wreath.
