角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
「扎格列斯，旧日的诡计之神：
偷窃珍宝，挑唆诸神，掀起纷争——
你的老把戏，我们已经看厌了。
在那即将到来的幽灵日，三百侠盗将于翁法罗斯上演迄今为止至为精彩的剧目。
世界将由我们收下，胆怯的神——
看看我们是怎么把世界搅个天翻地覆的吧！」
——绘有猫爪的预告信，散落于翁法罗斯各个城邦
「从奥赫玛向北，越过覆雪的山脉，便是厄涅俄努斯。
「在那里，我偷偷改了花岗岩法典上的两个字，在裁定生死的审判里赢得了一位侠盗的卖身契。
「南方的海湾里，我扒上抛锚的船，在风暴中与一位侠盗单挑，我最讨厌水了！
「后来你猜怎么着？我灵机一动，拿出吸吸乐把他的长剑吸走了！
「还有呐，在大漠的烈阳下和亡命徒比谁能坚持不喝水，在密林中与猎手比追逐，直至三百侠盗归位……」
穿着金靴的少女眉飞色舞地讲着这一路的经历。
「然后，该让全翁法罗斯的僭主、蛀虫、奴隶主，见识下他们口中混蛋的力量了！」
她回想起翻飞之币落下的刹那，三百颗贼星滑过天穹，奔赴翁法罗斯的大地。
高高在上的僭主从王座滑落，手挥长鞭的奴隶主狼狈逃窜，如雨的金钱凭空消失，又自天空落向饥寒交迫的人群……
在那场盛大的表演中，扎格列斯忍不住诱惑而露面，正中黄金裔的埋伏。
燃动的火种，最终沉寂于涡心。
奥赫玛城中，渐渐传起那神速无影的半神之名，流浪者的保护神，作恶者的惩戒人——
「我能做到的，只有奔跑呀。」
Character Story: Part III
• Unlocked at Character Level 60
"Zagreus, god of trickery of old:
Stealing treasures, sowing discord among the gods, stirring up conflict...
Your stale ploys weary us.
This next Spirit Day, the 300 Rogues will stage their most spectacular performance in Amphoreus yet.
The world will be ours, craven god!
Watch us turn it upside down!"
A proclamation adorned with a cat's paw prints, scattered across the city-states of Amphoreus.
"North from Okhema, across the snow-covered mountains, lies Aenionus.
There, I secretly changed two characters on the Granite Code, winning a rogue's indenture in a trial of life and death.
In bays of the south, I snuck aboard a moored ship and dueled a rogue in the middle of a storm, and I hate water most of all!
Then guess what? In a stroke of genius, I whipped out my Pulleroo and took his sword away!
And there's more — under the blazing desert sun, I competed with outlaws to see who could last the longest without water, and in the dense jungle, I raced against hunters... until all 300 Rogues were in place..."
The girl in golden boots spoke animatedly about her journey.
"Next, it's time for every usurper, parasite, and slaver in all of Amphoreus to witness the power of the so-called wretches they despise!"
She recalled how the moment the Coin of Whimsy fell, three hundred Thief Stars streaked across the sky, descending upon the lands of Amphoreus.
Lofty tyrants tumbled from their thrones, whip-wielding slavers fled in disgrace, torrents of gold vanished into thin air, only to rain down from the heavens upon the starving and the shivering...
During that grand spectacle, Zagreus could not resist the temptation and revealed themselves, falling right into the Chrysos Heirs' ambush.
The blazing Coreflame, at last, fell silent within the vortex's core.
In the city of Okhema, whispers began to spread of a demigod swift as a shadow, a guardian of vagrants, a scourge to the wicked —
"All I can do, is run!"
