角色故事·其二
（解锁条件：角色等级40）
同其他医者一样，女孩许下治愈所有人的愿望。
她想抚慰世界倾覆下凡人的惨痛，可当黑潮将城邦吞没，瘟疫包围重伤的人群，她只能驱散疫病，而无法停止绝望的蔓延。
「或许，一名好的医师，需要的远不止灵验的药草……」
「乳色的窗帘要能透光，床要软硬适中，床头摆好新鲜的花束…这样在房间里也能看到和外面一样的『色彩』……」
她想为末世中的人们带来希望，一缕从未来照入的光。
于是伴着安神的香薰，一位弥留之际的少女在温暖舒适的房间中喃喃自语，尘封许久的记忆慢慢复苏。
「爸爸送我八音盒的那天，外面也下着淅淅沥沥的小雨。我听着叮叮当当的旋律，在滴滴答答的雨声中度过了最美好的生日……
「我还记得，白玫瑰开满了街道，刮风的时候，就像在下一场香气扑鼻的大雪……
「还有那片天空，越来越深的蓝色中落着一点橙红…」她回忆着，「然后那些透明的泡泡环绕着我，就像……
就像现在一样……」
滴答，滴答——
时针在回忆中走动，叙说的声音逐渐低弱。
那流动不息的雨声中，只余一声满足的叹息。
「嘟嘟……」小伊卡低垂着头，懊丧地趴在小马玩偶旁。
「小伊卡，听到了嘛…她看到了我们创造的天空呢……」
房间的天花板上，夕阳落入海中。
她握着少女逐渐冰冷的手，晶莹的眼泪滑过脸庞。
「以后，我们一定能把它变得更宽广，更温暖……」
「嘟！」
Character Story: Part II
• Unlocked at Character Level 40
Like all healers, the girl made a vow to cure everyone.
She wished to soothe the suffering of mortals as the world collapsed, but when the black tide swallowed city-states and plague surrounded the wounded, she could only drive away disease — she could not stop despair from spreading.
"Perhaps, to be a good physician, one needs far more than just effective medicine..."
"Milky-white curtains should let in the light, the bed should be firm yet soft, and fresh flowers should be placed by the bedside... that way, even inside the room, they can see the same 'colors' as outside..."
She wanted to bring hope to those in the final days, a ray of light shining in from the future.
Accompanied by the soothing scent of incense, a girl on the verge of passing murmured in the warmth and comfort of the room, as long-sealed memories slowly resurfaced.
"The day my father gave me a music box, it was also drizzling outside. I listened to the chimes of its melody, spending the most wonderful birthday amidst the pitter-patter of the rain...
"I still remember how white roses bloomed all along the streets, and when the wind blew, it was like a snowfall filled with fragrance...
"And that sky, a deepening blue with a touch of orange-red falling within it," she reminisced, "and then those transparent bubbles surrounded me, just like...
just like they are now..."
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
The clock hands moved through memories as the voice telling them grew weaker.
In the ever-flowing sound of rain, only a single sigh of content remained.
"Du du..."Little Ica lowered its head, dejectedly curling up beside the plush pony.
"Little Ica, did you hear that... She saw the sky we created..."
On the ceiling of the room, the setting sun sank into the sea.
She held the girl's gradually cooling hand, crystal-clear tears slipping down her face.
"One day, we'll make it even wider, even warmer..."
"Du!"
