角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
「▇▇▇月▇▇日
我们初见阿雅的时候，她说喜欢缇里西庇俄丝这个名字，听起来又高贵又美丽，就像她编织的衣服。我们问她，就为了这个把我们留下？她摇摇头，说，主要是想听老师每天晚上讲故事。

当时阿雅也是个姑娘，又怕黑又怕鬼，想到她嘴馋了还要拉上我们偷偷去厨房吃晚上剩下的面包，我们就忍不住想笑。时光是个雕刻家，像刻律德菈、海瑟音一样，现在阿雅出落得多么美丽啊！

就像我们平时教导的那样，阿雅没有让任何人失望，她手中的金丝就像密网一般，任何敌人都无法飞出她的指尖。

可那活在阴影中的清洗者在返程途中偷袭了我们的队伍，服务于元老院的刺客组织绝不允许能领导圣城奥赫玛的黄金裔成长起来。但我们也一样，宁愿选择牺牲自己，也绝不会眼睁睁地看着年轻的英雄夭折——

我们顺利用百界门度过了这次劫难，但意识也模糊了一分…上一次用百界门以后，我还以为再也找不到缇宁和缇宝了……

没事的，阿雅。还不是现在，我们只需要休息一会，一会便好……
只是旅程的脚步，必须要加快了啊……」

——一封字迹虚弱的日记

缇安在回忆，缇宁提笔写，缇宝来补充

  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Date: ▇▇▇/ ▇▇
The first time we met Agy, she told us she was fond of the name Tribios, praising it as noble and beautiful, much like the garments she crafted. We asked if that was her sole reason for keeping us around. She shook her head, explaining she mainly wanted to hear this teacher's nightly tales.

Agy was also just a girl back then, afraid of the dark and ghosts. Remembering how her cravings led us on stealthy trips to the kitchen for leftover bread at night always brings a smile to our faces. Time is a sculptor, and having shaped Cerydra and Hysilens, now it has rendered Agy beautifully.

Agy never lets anyone down, just as we've always taught her. Her golden threads weave a dense net, ensnaring any foe that dares come close to her fingertips.

Yet the Cleaners who dwell in the shadows ambushed our team on the return journey. The assassins loyal to the Council of Elders would never allow the growth of Chrysos Heir who could lead the holy city of Okhema. We are no different. We, too, would rather sacrifice ourselves rather than stand by and look on as the young heroes' lives were cut short —

We managed to escape the ordeal using the Century Gate, though our consciousness grew hazy by one more portion... After the last passage through the Century Gate, I feared we'd never find Trinnon and Tribbie again...

Don't worry, Agy. It's not our time yet. We just need a brief rest, and we'll be back on our feet...
But we must hasten our steps now..."

— A diary with weaker and weaker handwriting
Trianne reminiscing, Trinnon writing, Tribbie adding

角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
「▇▇▇月▇▇日
梦越来越模糊了…听小风堇说，这是因为能记住的东西越来越少啦。
不过今天，*我们*突然梦到了好多好多条路，天好黑，我们往前跑呀，跑呀，怎么走都走不出去……

『别怕，yong者来了！』力大无比的小白从天而降，帮我们赶走了怪物。
『老师，向前飞吧。』紫色小小蝶扇动翅膀，吹飞了前面的石头。
『梆梆！』灰色的小浣熊力气好大！
『哼——』红色的狮子把坏人吃掉了！

是可靠的新伙伴！他们从前面的人那里接过手中的火把，火光一个接一个点亮，赶跑了黑夜。
不过我们手中的火把越烧越小啦，得快点向前走！

——一这么想，我们的身体也开始变大，大到不用举手，就能碰到天空。我们的脚jin泡在蓝色的大海，指尖长出绿色的叶子。缇安的声音是呼呼的风，吹动了更远处的风沙，缇宁枕着软绵绵的雪山，耳朵听着风和雨的摇篮曲！

就这样，我们走呀走，眼前的路就只剩下一条啦——
在不远处，天空是玫瑰色的，大地是银白的。西风吹拂，鲜花开满了原野。咦？好熟悉，这里也是翁法罗斯？路边的泉水尝起来像fengmi和羊奶一样甜，树上的果子怎么摘也摘不玩！再往前走，月亮和星星都浮上来了，那是缇█在乘着它们前行！前面还有缇█、缇█、缇█…原来大家都在终点等着我们呐！

看，远处是妈妈在迎接我们！是妈妈在朝我们挥手、微笑！

我们要去吗？
嗯，有一天我们会来的！
但我们的路还没走完呀！
那，明天见？
我们『明天』就会见！
嗯，明天见。」

——一篇字迹歪歪扭扭的日记

  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

"Date: ▇▇▇/ ▇▇
The dreams are fading...Hyacine said it's because there's less and less we can remember.
But today, we dreamed of countless paths stretching into the darkness. The sky was pitch black, and we kept running, running, but no matter how far we went, we couldn't find a way out...

'Don't be afraid. The brvae [sic] is here!' The supremely mighty Snowy descended from the sky, driving away the monsters for us.
'Teacher, fly forward!' The tiny purple Cas flapped her wings, blowing away the stones ahead.
'Bang Bang!' The strong gray raccoon struck with great force!
'Hmph—' The red lion devoured the villains!

Our reliable new companions! They took the torches from those who came before, each one lighting up the darkness in turn.
But the torches in our hands burn lower and lower — we need to hurry forward!

— With this thought, our bodies began to grow, becoming so big that we could touch the sky without even lifting our hands. Our toes sank into the vast blue sea, while green leaves sporuted [sic] from our fingertips. Trianne's voice became the sound of rushing wind, carrying distant sands, and Trinnon rested upon soft, snow-capped mountains, ears filled with the lullaby of wind and rain.

And so we walked and walked, and soon there was only one path left before us —
Ahead, the sky turned rosy, the ground silver-white. The west wind blew, and the fields were in full bloom. Wait... this place feels familiar. Is this Amphoreus? The roadside springs tasted of hoeny [sic] and milk, and the trees were heavy with endless fruit. As we walked on, the moon and stars climbed the sky — that was Tri▇ gliding among them! Ahead of us was also Tri▇, Tri▇, Tri▇... It turns out everyone was waiting for us at the destination!

Look, there in the distance, Mother is greeting us! She's waving, smiling at us!

Shall we go?
Hmm, one day we will come!
But our journey isn't over yet!
So, see you tomorrow?
We will meet 'tomorrow'!
Yes, see you tomorrow."

— A diary filled with crooked handwriting and misspellings

刻律德菈

角色详情
北境帝国，失落的王朝，寒冷的疆土燃烧着征伐的野心。
君主刻律德菈，执握「律法」火种的黄金裔，你要布局设子，与神相弈，审判异心的罪囚，为此世奠定逐火的基业
——「这绝非终点，翁法罗斯的征途，当是银河群星！」  

Character Details

The Northern Empire, a lost dynasty, where its frozen lands burn with the fever of conquest.
Sovereign Cerydra, the Chrysos Heir who wields the Coreflame of "Law," weaves her schemes, contends with the gods, passes judgment upon the faithless, and lays the foundation of Flame-Chase into this world.
..."This is far from the end. Amphoreus's journey is set to blaze across the stars!"

角色故事•一（解锁条件：角色等级20）
北境帝国许珀耳，严寒的国土燃烧着不熄的野心。
自那无嗣的君主陨落，继位者悬空，帝国已然四分五裂，内战不止。

失去家园的难民踏上乞讨为生之路，受伤的女孩因那一头罕见的蓝发在皑皑冰雪中格外显眼。
「只有受塔兰顿赐福的王室，才有如同火焰一般飘扬的蓝发，也唯有天选之人，才能流淌金色的鲜血……」
只因偶然的一瞥，野心勃勃的贵族将乞儿收养，向外散播着流浪王女的传言。

她被带上辉煌的高台，贵族高举她的手臂，那刺破的指尖滴下如同黎明一般浓郁的金血。
台下民众眼神狂热，那灼热的期待似乎要将她一同点燃。

「从此刻起，你就是王女『刻律德菈』。」
贵族将她带入宫殿，她穿上华美沉重的服装。
「刻律…德菈？」
只因一刻犹豫，脸上火辣的刺痛几乎让她流下眼泪。
「我是，我是…刻律…德菈……
「我是刻律德菈。
「我是。」
她忍住自己的颤抖，任由耳边的哭喊远去
——那是上一任王女的哀嚎。

她日复一日地学习皇室礼仪，直到狭窄的束腰再也不会让她疼痛，直到她能面不改色地大声演讲——
「王女年幼，我将摄政，统理许珀耳帝国政务。」贵族以她的名义收拢人心，将王室之权据为己有。
「反正都是任人摆弄的弃子，她扮演得还不错，可以留着。」阴影里，新任的摄政王对宰相窃笑。

幽闭的时光望不到尽头，稚龄的「王女」将目光从远方隐约的星空移开，落回眼前的棋盘。
这是她用于自保的游戏。

「骄傲的王女，你的眼睛似乎总在观察，也似乎总在隐藏，就像……」
「就像什么？」
悄然几手间，她将要抵达棋盘的边境。
「就像…将要燃起的火焰……」

老师苦笑着掷下棋子，千百次的对弈中，已没有王女无法解开的棋局。 

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

Hyperborea, the Northern Empire. A frigid realm where ambition burns without end.
Since the childless sovereign fell, the throne sits vacant while the empire tears itself apart in endless civil strife.

Refugees who lost their homes resort to begging to survive. A wounded girl with unusual blue hair stands out starkly against the pristine snow.
"Only the royal family blessed by Talanton possesses such flame-like blue hair, and only the chosen ones have golden blood flowing through their veins..."
An ambitious aristocrat takes in the beggar girl simply from just a passing glance, and begins spreading rumors of a lost princess.

They lead her onto a magnificent high stage where the aristocrat raises her arm high. From her pricked fingertip drips blood as golden as dawn itself.
The crowd below grows wild with excitement, and that heated anticipation seemingly sets her ablaze as well.

"From this day forward, you are Princess 'Cerydra'."
The aristocrat leads her into the palace, where she's dressed in ornate, heavy garments.
"Cery...dra?"
A single moment of hesitation earns her a slap so sharp it nearly brings tears to her eyes.
"I am... I am... Cery...dra..."
"I am Cerydra."
"I am her."
She controls her trembling as distant screams fade away.
— Those were the screams of the previous princess.

She studies royal etiquette daily until the tight corset no longer causes pain, until she can confidently deliver speeches...
"As the princess is still young, I shall serve as regent and oversee the Hyperborean Empire's affairs." The aristocrat gathers support in her name while seizing royal authority.
"She's merely a pawn we can discard, but she plays her role well enough to keep around." In the shadows, the new regent exchanges knowing smirks with the chancellor.

Endless days in captivity blur together as the young "princess" reluctantly abandons the distant shimmer of stars to focus on her chessboard.
This is the game for her self-preservation.

"Proud princess. Those eyes of yours, always watching, always hiding... They are like..."
"Like what?"
With barely any effort, she will soon reach the border of the chessboard.
"Like a flame soon to ignite..."

With a bittersweet smile, her teacher places down the final chess piece. After thousands of matches, there's no longer a chess strategy the princess has not mastered. 

角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
宫女与侍卫无权无势，却是流动的宫廷中无孔不入的眼线——
她以恩惠拉拢，搜集情报，布下纵横交错的棋路。
与新王不和的旧贵族暗中谋划反叛，将刺客安排入王的禁卫军——
她假意与之合作，布下借刀杀人的「马」。
帝国人民爱戴她虚假的血统，于是她体恤孤老，扶助弱小——
那日益高涨的名声为她拉拢人心，布下力量磅礴的「车」。

「请于幕匿三刻，帐中相候，有要事密告——您忠诚的宰相。」
各怀鬼胎的重臣意欲外征，当密信交付于她，她知晓关键的「象」已经出现。

烛火在帐内勾勒出虚伪的影子。宰相脸上挂着笑容，就像一幅失色的画。
「北地不似那温暖的南方。」他指向桌上的地图，「蜗居于此，许珀耳必亡。我已联络大陆上最优秀的佣兵，王希望您能亲征……」

她未尝不知自己已被视弃子，一旦失败便要背负一切责任。
但她已等待太久，不孤注一掷，怎可颠覆一切？

穿越埃普斯群山，她抓住吕奎亚城发动反抗战争的机会，率军击溃他们的同时将金血将领福特图多收入麾下，更为自己赢得军心。
一城、两城、三城…许珀耳的军队如火焰燎原，当蓝发的少女高举旗帜，铁蹄将踏破她所指向的国度——
她望着初具雏形的大军，知晓最后的「兵」也已即位。

在那漆黑的雪夜，凯旋的王女骑乘银白的骏马，带领大军撞开国门，宣读崭新的律令——
「今日起，我将为许珀耳带来公正！」

摄政的「王」从寝宫中被拖出，拒绝服从的臣子与旧部尽皆倒在军士的锋刃之下。
「她…她不是刻律德菈！」
她站在高台，划破手腕，黄金血伴随众人的嗤笑滴落，将「王」的绝望淹没。
「摄政王荒淫无道，大乱天下，我以『律法』之名宣判汝——」

北地的寒风中，她的蓝发猎猎飞舞，如同火焰般耀眼。
「火刑！」

火光中，她戴上了那顶属于帝王的冠冕——她唯一的战利品。
一簇幽蓝色的火苗自冠冕顶端燃起，此后再不曾熄灭。  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

The imperial maids and guards have no power or status, yet they become the ever-present eyes throughout the shifting court.
She wins them with favors, gathers intelligence, and weaves a complex web of strategies.
Old aristocrats who despise the new king secretly plot rebellion, placing assassins among the royal guards.
She plays the willing conspirator while secretly positioning her "knights" who will do the dirty work.
The empire's citizens revere her fabricated bloodline, so she extends charity to the elderly and supports the vulnerable.
Her rising reputation wins them over, making them into "rooks" who will dominate the board.

"Meet me in my tent at the third quint of Curtain-Fall Hour. Urgent matters to discuss in private, Your loyal chancellor."
As the sealed note finds its way to her, she knows her essential "bishop" has entered play, with each courtier now conspiring in pursuit of their covert desire for military expansion.

Candlelight dances across the tent, casting shadows of deceit. The chancellor wears a smile as hollow as a faded portrait.
"The northern territories share nothing with the south's gentle warmth." He points to the map sprawled before them, "Lingering here will be Hyperborea's undoing. I've secured the continent's most formidable mercenaries. The regent requests that you personally lead the campaign..."

She knows they see her as expendable, ready to blame her for any failure that might occur.
But she's waited far too long. Without a daring gamble, how could she ever hope to turn the tables?

Crossing the mountains of Epos, she seizes the opportunity when Loukas rises in rebellion. She crushes their forces while recruiting the Chrysos General Fortunado to her side, winning the army's loyalty.
City after city falls as Hyperborean armies advance like an unstoppable blaze. The blue-haired girl raises her banner, sending thundering hooves toward her chosen targets.
She watches her army build up, knowing her final "pawns" are positioned for checkmate.

On that dark, snowy night, the triumphant princess rides a silver-white steed, leading her forces through the capital gates to proclaim new edicts...
"From this day forward, I shall bring justice to Hyperborea!"

They drag the regent "king" who wears the false crown from his chambers, while his loyalists who refuse to bend find only soldiers' steel awaiting them.
"She... she is not Cerydra!"
From her throne of judgment, she draws her blade across her palm and golden blood trickles down as the crowd mocks him, drowning the "king" in despair.
"This regent 'king' has governed with depravity, plunging the empire into chaos. By the authority of the Law, I hereby sentence you..."

In the bitter northern winds, her blue hair dances wildly, blazing like fire against the pale sky.
"Death by fire!"

Amid the flames, she places the imperial crown upon her head, her only trophy of war.
A flicker of cobalt fire awakens atop the crown, never to be quenched again.

角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
三相的神谕自雅努萨波利斯，传向大地上无尽纷争的城邦。
「拯救世界…从来不是执棋者的兴趣。」
她品味神谕，熊熊燃烧的未来仿佛就在眼前——
「但与那自视为主宰的神明相争，乃至走向天外…的确是旷古而绝世的一局！」

漫漫长夜中，她如璀璨的灯火吸引流淌金血的人子：
奥赫玛的议院中，黄金裔与平民共享争论与决议的公民权。
宏伟的图书馆拔地而起，逐火的使命人人皆可获取。
军队的旧习被废除，深海的游鱼搁浅在陆地，循着血与火的气味成为她的剑旗。
奥赫玛的政坛中，圣城的「金织」冉冉升起，金丝的颤动将众人的命运彼此连缀。
……

但那棋盘以黄金之血勾勒，她的对手是神明。即便她以燃烧之痛换来冠冕，以永驻幼年换取未来，胜利的天平似乎从未真正倾向人子。
「逐火是不断失却的旅途……
「唯有同等的代价，才能交换同等的胜利。但要击落神明，还远远不够……」
她日日夜夜推演，不愿自己的忧虑被人看见。

「既然你是棋手，我们便是棋子，对吧？」
不等她的回答，以剑为琴的少女洗去手上的血腥，点了点头。
「我明白了。」
唯有此时，那高傲的女皇才会罕见地沉默。
「如果可以……」
她的脸上浮现一丝似有若无的苦涩。
「不，没有如果。」

猎夺「海洋」火种的战役前，她再一次站在高台，望着五百位屏息等待谕令的臣子。

「诸位——」
当她的声音响起，欢呼声响彻云霄。
「今日，『海洋』将为我们倾覆，那『毁灭』的巨兽将成为无往而不利的武器，为征服星海举杯吧！」

她知道前方是有去无回的血海，但她必须扮演斩钉截铁的君王。
再一次，她仿佛听到老师的告诫——

「棋是牺牲的艺术。
因此，棋手须首先立下必死的决心。」  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

The tripartite prophecy spreads from Janusopolis to the city-states in endless strife throughout the land.
"Saving the world... has never been of a chessmaster's interest."
She ponders the prophecy, envisioning a fiery future unfolding before her.
"But to challenge gods who see themselves as rulers, and even venture beyond the sky... now that's a game worth playing!"

Through the endless night, she draws golden-blooded children of humanity like a brilliant flame:
In Okhema's Council, Chrysos Heirs and common folk alike share the right to debate and vote.
Magnificent libraries rise from the ground, granting all access to knowledge of the Flame-Chase mission.
As ancient military orders crumble into dust, a gladius of the deep is drawn to shore, following the perfume of blood and fire to serve as her blades.
In the political waters of the holy city, the Goldweaver of Okhema rises on the horizon, and the trembles of golden threads entangle the people's fates.
...

Yet her chessboard is etched in golden blood, and she plays against gods themselves. Though she trades burning pain for her crown and suffers eternal infancy for the future, the scales of victory have never truly tipped in humanity's favor.
"Losses are a constant on the Flame-Chase journey..."
"Only through a worthy sacrifice can we gain a befitting victory. But to topple gods, this is far from enough..."
Day and night she studies the board, concealing her anxieties from any watchful eyes.

"If you're the chess master, then that makes us the pawns, right?"
Without waiting for an answer, the girl who wields a sword like a musical instrument wipes blood from her hands and nods.
"I understand now."
Only in moments like these would the proud empress fall uncharacteristically silent.
"If only..."
A trace of bitterness flickers across her face.
"No, there are no 'if onlys' anymore."

Before the battle to claim the Ocean's Coreflame, she stands once more upon the platform, looking down at five hundred subjects who hold their breath, awaiting her decree.

"My warriors..."
As her voice resounds, cheers erupt throughout the crowd.
"Today, the 'Ocean' shall surrender to us, and the beast of 'Destruction' will become our unstoppable weapon. Now, raise your cups! To our conquest of the sea of stars!"

She knows that only a crimson sea of no return awaits ahead, but she must wear the mask of the unflinching ruler.
In that moment, the wisdom of her teacher whispers to her again...

"Chess is the art of sacrifice."
"Your hands must accept death before touching the board."

角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
「啪嗒……」
血滴入水中，掀起金色的涟漪。

「剑旗爵，你可曾想过，此战之后，我们该去往何方？」
执剑的少女沉默许久，摇了摇头。
「等到反叛的浪花散尽，我们就去向星海，那里一定有你想要的清澈大海。」
她露出一抹微笑，挥杖向天。
「众神让我们相互厮杀，让翁法罗斯自绝于银河，我便要剑指众神。无论是天下的众神，还是天外的众神。」

「啪嗒……」
血滴入水中，掀起金色的涟漪。

「剑旗爵，若有一天，我命令你向我挥剑，你会怎么办？」
少女继续沉默以对，以为那不过又是一个残忍的玩笑。
「请一定用最锋利的剑刃。这样，才对得起那些因我而牺牲的将士。」
她将代表自己的棋子掷出棋局——
「瞧，有舍才有得，棋路宽阔多了。」

「啪嗒……」
血滴入水中，掀起金色的涟漪。

「剑旗爵，你觉得谁能在我们身后，接过逐火的重任？」
她们不约而同看向了远处的「金织」。
「这尾小金鳟，终会变成池中的大鱼儿。」

「啪嗒……」
血滴入水中，掀起金色的涟漪。

「许多人猜测我向塔兰顿交易了什么，百战百胜的力量，还是律法的权能…呵，那根本无需神明的帮助……」

故人身影消散，她感到寒冷逼近，天空漆黑一片，仿佛没有星光的洞穴。
很久以前，她也曾在彻骨的寒冷中，亲眼见到流着黄金血的孩子被带走。

「可在那吃人的世道，让自己拥有黄金的血…才有推翻这一切的机会，哪怕…我将以此模样度过一生……」

蓝发的女孩闭上双眼。
「但真正的愿望自始至终…只有一个……」
从几乎冻毙荒野的乞儿，到傀儡一般的王女，到与神相争的领袖，她亲手将自己擢升为棋手，又亲手将自己当作弃子抹去——

「我要，征服世间不公的命运！」  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

"Drip."
A drop of blood falls into water, sending golden ripples across the surface.

"Dux Gladiorum, have you thought about where our paths might lead after this battle ends?"
The sword-wielding girl stands in thoughtful silence before shaking her head.
"After the rebellion settles, we'll head for the stars. You'll find your crystal-clear ocean out there, I promise."
With a faint smile, she lifts her scepter skyward.
"The gods have pitted us against each other, letting Amphoreus end its own life in the cosmos. So I'll turn my blade on them, on every god, whether in our world or beyond."

"Drip."
A drop of blood falls into water, sending golden ripples across the surface.

"Dux Gladiorum, what if someday I command you to turn your blade against me?"
The girl remains silent, assuming it's just another of her cruel jokes.
"I'd want your sharpest edge. Anything less would dishonor those who sacrificed themselves for my cause."
She tosses the chess piece that represented herself off the board.
"See? To lose is to gain. New paths have emerged."

"Drip."
A drop of blood falls into water, sending golden ripples across the surface.

"Dux Gladiorum, who do you think can take up the heavy burden of the Flame-Chase journey once we're gone?"
In perfect unison, their gaze falls upon the distant "Goldweaver."
"That little golden trout will one day become the most magnificent fish in this pond."

"Drip."
A drop of blood falls into water, sending golden ripples across the surface.

"Many speculate about what I traded with Talanton. Was it the power of endless victory, or the authority of law... Heh. I've never needed any divine help for those..."

The silhouette of her past companion faded away. She felt the cold creeping in, the sky pitch black like a starless cave.
Long ago, she had also witnessed, in bone-chilling cold, a child with golden blood being taken away.

"But in this world that devours people, having golden blood... is the only chance to overthrow everything. Even if... I must live like this for the rest of my life..."

The blue-haired girl closes her eyes.
"But I've only wished for one thing... since the beginning..."
From a beggar child nearly frozen to death in the wilds, to a princess who was no better than a puppet, then to a commander who challenged gods... She personally elevated herself from pawn to player, only to sacrifice herself when the endgame demanded it...

"I wish to conquer the tyrannical fate of this world!"