角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
「拾線月末，神殿丟失麵包若干，乾果一袋，蠟燭數根。
失物雖微，然而褻瀆神聖，擾亂秩序，是為大罪。
經勘察，嫌疑人灰發貓耳，身形瘦小。其人行動靈活，詭計多端，需多加小心。
提供線索者，賞金五千，活捉者，賞金一萬。」
——張貼在多洛斯城中的通緝令
「抓住她，抓住她！」
遍佈監牢，污水橫流的廣場，鞭打與哀嚎不絕於耳。
衣衫襤褸的女孩奔逐於人頭攢動的街道，金色的鮮血一路滴落。
她跑過高台，大腹便便的祭司向着滿城的信眾發表演講。
「刻法勒在上，讓我們讚美感恩這個美好的世界……」
「正直，誠信，寬恕……
「——我們用美德澆灌靈魂，用愛感化災厄……」
女孩剛一回頭，窮追不捨的獵犬向她撲來，臉龐又添上三道傷痕。
「金錢與財物對於泰坦而言一文不值，然而卻能當作汝等虔誠的證明……」
歡呼聲中，綾羅、美食、珠寶被拋向高台，堆積成山。
「不要聽信那些黃金裔的狂言。相信刻法勒，只要我們真心祈禱，神明便會降下拯救……」
她擠過人群，手上的麵包不知掉在了哪裏。
她艱難四顧，只有居高臨下的面孔像騷動的潮水一樣向她湧來。
雙腿漸漸發軟，嘲笑的眼神、恐嚇的微笑在眼中逐漸模糊。
但遠方的聲音已經咬到了她的耳朵，她不能停下。
「小偷！」
「罪犯！」
「混蛋！」
閉上雙眼，她轉身跳下足有百丈的城牆。
「好…好餓……」
冰涼的河水淹沒了她的思緒。
在以生命為賭注的奔跑中，她贏得了第一次慘勝。
Character Story: Part I
• Unlocked at Character Level 20
"At the end of the Month of Weaving, bread, a bag of dried fruit, and numerous candles were stolen from the temple.
Though the value of the items may be trivial, sacrilege and disorder both merit severe punishment.
The suspect is gray-haired, cat-eared, slight build. Considered agile and cunning. Exercise caution.
A bounty is set: 5,000 for leads. 10,000 if captured alive."
—A wanted poster in Dolos
"Catch her, catch her!"
The square was lined with cells, reeking of raw sewage and echoing with whips and wails.
A girl in tattered rags sprinted through the crowded streets, trailing golden blood in her wake.
She raced past the platform, where a potbellied priest was delivering a sermon to the city's gathered faithful.
"By Kephale's grace, let us praise and give thanks for this beautiful world..."
"Integrity, honesty, mercy..."
"—Let us water our souls with virtue, and use love to temper tragedy..."
Just as the girl glanced back, the snarling hounds pursuing her lunged, carving three fresh gashes on her face.
"Treasure and wealth mean naught to Titans, yet they prove your devotion..."
Amid cheers, silks, delicacies, and jewels rained onto the platform, forming a small mountain.
"Shun the Chrysos Heirs' raving lies. Have faith in Kephale. So long as we pray earnestly, the god shall deliver salvation..."
She pushed her way through the crowd, losing the bread in her hand somewhere along the way.
Desperately, she looked around, only to find condescending faces staring down at her, surging toward her like a restless tide.
Her knees went weak as mocking glances and threatening smiles blurred before her eyes.
But the distant voices had already burrowed into her ears, and she couldn't stop.
"Thief!"
"Criminal!"
"Wretch!"
Closing her eyes, she plunged from that three-hundred-meter-high wall.
"So... hungry..."
Icy waters swallowed her consciousness.
And so, she claimed her first pyrrhic victory in a race with her life on the line.
