角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
“致各邦司铎、主祭、辅祭，全世之座照耀下的信徒，以及一切有知的生灵：
自大司铎逝世以来，全世宝石不知所踪。
经排查，现场并无任何破坏的痕迹。宝石失窃后，曾有数人报告，目睹其流入黑市后被换成巨额的利衡币。
凡提供有效线索者，可得五千利衡币。缉拿罪犯者，可得十万利衡币。”
——元老院泛黄的告示
“难得回来一次，过了这么久，还没撕掉啊……”
她记得告示贴出的那一天，那个不得不告别的刹那。
她不敢看织者的眼，只能匆匆转身从奥赫玛逃离。
数百年后，新的英雄自翁法罗斯各地而来。她戴着兜帽，远远看着旧日的集市，认识的人却已没了几个。
“酸瓜糖出新口味了？”
将包装纸团成团，她随意弹向花丛的方向。
“玻璃弹珠，好久没玩了！”
她掂量着弹珠，比划着朝水中掷去。
……
片刻之后，花丛中，水中，树上…刺客装扮的人纷纷掉落——
在更远的前方，是那凯旋而归，沐浴光芒的年轻英雄。
她藏在阴影中看着，直到身旁的金线颤动。
“裁缝女，过了这么久，你的金线还是那么灵敏呐。不想被你抓住，该走喽！”
她伸了个懒腰，微微蹲下，那吹来的风带着荒野的气息——
金色的闪电又一次自奥赫玛飞向永夜。
在那呼啸的风中，她仿佛回到了小时候一场又一场以生命为赌注的奔跑。
“奔跑吧，赛法利娅……
只有你知道，你的终点在何方……
终有一日，你能够奔向那个辉煌的未来……”
电光划破黑夜的一瞬间，世界似乎都已被她照亮。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
"To all priests, high priests, and acolytes of the city-states, to the faithful beneath the radiance of the Throne of Worlds, and to all sentient beings:
Since the passing of our High Priest, the Gem of All Worlds has gone missing.
Upon investigation, no signs of forced entry or damage were found at the scene. After its theft, multiple reports claim to have seen the gem enter the black market, where it was exchanged for a vast sum of Balance Coins.
Anyone providing useful information will receive a reward of 5,000 Balance Coins. The one who captures the culprit will receive a reward of 100,000 Balance Coins."
— A faded, yellowing proclamation from the Council of Elders.
"Wow, all this time, and this thing's still up...?"
She remembered the day the bounty was posted, the moment she had no choice but to say goodbye.
She couldn't meet the weaver's eyes and could only turn away, hastily turning tail and fleeing Okhema.
Centuries later, new heroes flocked here from across Amphoreus. Her hood drawn low, she gazed at the old marketplace from afar, but few familiar faces remained.
"A new flavor of pickled candies?"
Crumpling the wrapper, she casually flicked it toward the flowerbed.
"Glass marbles! Haven't played with these in ages!"
She weighed one in her hand, aiming as she mimed tossing it into the water.
...
Moments later, figures dressed as assassins tumbled down one after another from the flowerbed, the water, the trees—
And yet farther ahead, the young hero stood bathed in light, returning in triumph.
She watched from the shadows until the golden thread beside her trembled.
"Seamstress, all these years, and your golden threads are sharp as ever. If I don't wanna get caught, I'd better get going!"
She stretched lazily, crouching slightly as the wind swept past, heavy with the scent of the wilds.
Once more, a golden streak of lightning tore from Okhema toward the eternal night.
In the howling wind, she felt as if she had returned to her childhood, to those countless races where her life itself was on the line.
"Run, Cifera...
Only you know where your path ends...
And one day, you'll be able to sprint into that splendid future..."
In the instant the lightning split the night, it was as if she had already illuminated the entire world.
