角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
劍，長五尺，重若千鈞，玄黑的鋒刃上血色浮泛。
劍以天外金石之瑛百鍊所成，不遵兵仗規制，一如鍛造它的那位短生種匠人般橫逆不可當，狷狂已極。

從來只與劍為友的她，竟有了許多朋友。

她榮任劍首之日，匠人一襲黑衣出席典禮，負手投劍。劍沒地數尺，惟余其柄。人人譁然。
「我造的劍，唯有羅浮雲騎劍首方能詮盡真妙。」他露齒一笑。

如月般孤高傲岸的羅浮龍尊，因目睹她的神技，竟生出一較高下的勝負心。
槍與劍爭鋒多年，苦無結果。最終她於顯龍大雩殿中一劍分斷海潮，終於贏得龍尊欽服。

飛遍星海、見識廣博的無名客曾為她操舟轉舵，帶來星海彼岸釀成的仙醪，與她酣飲暢談，看天空中的群星熠熠。

「便是天上的星星，我也會斬下。」
她依稀記得酒酣耳熱之際的豪言。自童年記憶中撲面而來的那顆燃燒星宿，那時時牽纏不休的恐怖夢魘仿佛也不再可憎可怖。
舞劍至今，她第一次明白了何謂生機。而在此之前，她所懷者，不過是死志罷了。

還有他，她的徒弟。
她想起與他的初識，這個年紀小小鬼主意卻極多的孩子，曾問出與當年的自己相同的問題。
「師父為何執著於用劍？能殺死敵人的武器有千百種，就算要消滅那顆星星，仙舟的朱明火怕是也能做到。」
「這個問題就像問詩人為何要寫詩一樣？表達自我的方式有許多，但屬於我的只有這一種。」
如今，他也已成為雲騎的翹楚。

她已經沒有老師了。戎裝女子殞於戰陣，無法再教她任何東西。
她也不再需要老師。對關於劍的一切，她瞭如指掌。它們就是身體的一部分，是行走坐臥間的一呼一吸。
人們稱呼她「無罅飛光」，是萬載猶不可得的劍士巔頂。但她明白，要「斬下天上的星星」，她的劍，仍然不夠——

即便她手中握著的，是誇稱仙舟第一的寶劍……
劍，長五尺，重若千鈞，玄黑的鋒刃上血色浮泛。  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade shimmers with a sanguine sheen.
The sword was forged from the nonstop tempering of extraterrestrial ores, a complete deviation from conventional weaponry. Untamed and unyielding, the sword mirrored the defiance and hubris of its short-life species creator.

Once, she had only swords as her companions, but now she found herself with many friends.

The day she was crowned as the Sword Champion, the craftsman attended the ceremony in a black garb and cast out the sword he bore. The sword sank deep into the ground, leaving only its hilt above the soil. All attendees were shocked.
"Only the Sword Champion of the Luofu Cloud Knights can tap into the full potential of this sword I have crafted." He gave a toothy grin.

The high elder of the Luofu, as haughty and detached as the high moon in the sky, felt an irresistible temptation to duel with her upon witnessing her peerless martial prowess with just one simple glance.
The spear and the sword sparred for many years without a conclusion, until she cleaved ocean tides in twain with a single slash in the Dragonvista Rain Hall, and finally won the high elder's concession.

A well-traveled Nameless who had flown across the cosmos had steered vessels for her, bringing divine nectar from the other side of the universe to share with her, and gazed upon the scintillating stars by her side.

"I will cut down even the stars in the sky."
She still vaguely remembers the boasts she made in moments of inebriation. That burning planet rushing towards her in childhood memories, that horrible nightmare that wouldn't let her go — those scenes are no longer so terrifying.
This is the first time she understands what "wanting to live" means in all her years of wielding a sword. Before this moment, she was simply someone ready to die.

And there was her student.
She recalled the first time they met. This young but devious child had asked the same questions as she did.
"Master, why do you insist on wielding a sword? There are thousands of weapons out there that can kill an enemy. If you want to destroy that planet, the Zhuming can probably do it with its artillery."
"This is like asking a poet why they wrote poems. There are many ways to express oneself, but this is the only way for me."
Now, he has also become a shining star amongst the Cloud Knights.

She doesn't have a master anymore. The woman in armor perished on the battlefield and can instruct her no longer.
Nor does she need a master anymore. She knows everything there is to know about swords. They are a part of her body. They are the intake and release of her breath as she walks and sleeps.
People call her the Transcendent Flash, the pinnacle of swordmasters, a once-in-ten-millennia hero. However, she knows that her sword is still not enough to "cut down the star in the sky" —

Even if she is holding the greatest sword in all the Xianzhou...
A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade shimmers with a sanguine sheen.

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
劍，長五尺，重若千鈞，玄黑的鋒刃上布滿裂紋，劍尖不知所蹤。
在紛亂如雨的戰事中，她曾手執此劍和戰友弟子一同殺入千足之舟，斫下步離戰首的狼頭；也曾登上高聳入雲的飛空城巢，削去羽衛們的翮羽；她與慧駰鐵蹄相抗，將六足駿馬的執轡者們盡數鎮入牢獄…在她劍鋒所向之下，孽物或死或敗，無一倖免。
她從未料到自己竟會將這柄劍指向自己的生死至交。

她喘息著，勉力支撐傷疲之身。遠處洞天中傳來悲痛的龍咆，如祈求解脫。
看著狷狂的工匠跌落在污泥中，她遊魂般走過他身畔。
「我本該先殺了你…但你還有別的罪要受，永生永世……」
她將殘劍指向龍尊。
「不可能，龍師們說過…我族之血，我祖之魂，本該造就另一個龍尊。這一切…不該是這樣的。」
「如果讓你犧牲可以令一切恢復原狀，我會做的…但現在…告訴我那頭龍的逆鱗所在。
「顱頂……」

半是龍形的孽獸掣電般在空中游過，足以吞滅海平線的身軀撞碎了又一座浮島，哀鳴聲如一千柄劍交擊。
她感到自己的丹腑在翻滾燒灼，仿佛熟透的穀粒即將脫殼掙出，膨脹至無限。
她看到自己又被困在幼年的夢魘里，凶星滅頂而來，蜉蝣無力掙扎。
女人自裙幅上扯下一條黑色的綢布，蒙住雙眼。
雷擊霆碎。她持劍躍起，迎向孽龍。
在似夢似真的幻覺中，她感到血肉終於超越了極限，開始崩解。仿佛有絲弦般的束縛，緊繃著四肢百骸，一絲絲切裂她最後的意識。
毫無來由地，那句話在耳畔響起：
「便是天上的星星，我也會斬下。」

那一瞬，她握住了夢寐以求的劍。
那是能解脫一切束縛的劍。那是一柄熟悉多年的劍。
它並非凡鐵熔鑄，而是一截堅冰凝成，幽幽含光，如握一線月光在手。
劍，長三尺七寸，輕如無物。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

A sword, 5 feet in length, weighing as heavy as three thousand catties. The ebony blade is covered in cracks and the tip is broken and lost.
Amid the countless wars, she wielded this sword and, alongside her comrades and disciple, battled her way into the vast ship, decapitating the wolf-like head of the borisin Warhead. She also climbed the sky-piercing flying citadel, clipping the wings of the Feather Guards. She fought the iron cavalry of the Houyhnhnm, sealing all the riders of the six-legged steeds into prison... Whichever way her sword swung, no abomination could escape death or imprisonment.
She had never expected she would point this sword at her lifelong friend.

She gasped, barely holding her wounded body together. Far away, deeper in the delve, there came the anguished roar of a dragon, as if pleading for death.
She watched as the arrogant craftsman fell into the mud, and walked up to him like a wraith.
"I should kill you first... but you will have your own torment to bear for all eternity..."
She pointed the broken sword at the high elder.
"Impossible. The Preceptors said... The blood of my race and the soul of my ancestor should have created another high elder. All this... It shouldn't be like this."
"If your death can return everything to how it was, I would do it... But you need to tell me right now where that dragon's weak point is."
"The top of its head..."

The half-draconic abomination swam through the air in blasts of lightning. Its body, enough to swallow the very horizon, sundered yet another floating isle. Its wails were as loud as the clamors of a thousand clashing swords.
She felt her Core Esse boiling, like a ripe wheat grain about to burst out of its husk and swell to infinity.
She saw herself trapped in childhood nightmares again. The ominous planet is swallowing her overhead, and she, but an insect, cannot even struggle.
The woman tore off a spread of black silk from the edge of her skirt and covered her eyes.
The thunder struck. She leapt up with her sword towards the draconic abomination.
In a dreamlike illusion, she felt her flesh surpass its limits, beginning to disintegrate. It was as if innumerable silken threads bound her, taut across every limb and bone, each one slicing through the last vestiges of her consciousness, bit by bit.
Suddenly, she heard those words:
"I will cut down even the stars in the sky."

At that moment, she finally grasped the sword she had been seeking all this time.
It was a sword that can transcend all restrictions. It was a sword she had been familiar with for years.
It was not forged from any ordinary iron, but condensed from a shaft of sharp ice. It glowed with a dim light, as if it was a strand of moonlight held in the wielder's hand.
A sword, 3 feet and 7 inches in length, and weighs nothing.

雪衣

角色詳情
仙舟「羅浮」的「十王司」判官之一，負責拘、鎖、刑、問的四判官中的「拘」。
手持鐵索與破魔錐，不知疲倦地尋索重犯，將其勾攝鎮伏。
過去的肉身已灰飛煙滅，借偃偶身軀「還陽」，每緝拿一個兇徒便抵半日。  

Character Details

One of the judges of the Ten-Lords Commission on the Luofu. She is in charge of "detention" among the four judges of detention, interrogation, incarceration, and punishment.
With iron chain and Mara-Sunder Awl in hand in tireless pursuit of recidivists, she will forthwith ensnare and subdue them all.
The mortal coil of her past being has been reduced to ashes. She is reanimated via a puppet body. For each villain she captures, she gets in return half a day in the world of the living.

角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
「十王聖斷，業報恆常。」

白衣如雪的判官從街巷幽暗處踱步而出，封死了他最後的去路。

男人靠得更近了，只是拔尖的顫音出賣了他的恐懼：「怎麼…光抓住那幾個傢伙還不夠？」

用「怎麼」起頭，但不是問句，是反問句——對語義的分析在思考中樞里轉了個來回，除了「目標對共犯的下場一清二楚外」外沒有任何其他情報。

她決定直接執行被交付的使命。

眼球、額角、下顎、心臟、丹腑、下腹…一瞥之間，她標定了所有能一擊奏效的部位。雖然對手是以靈敏反應著稱的狐人，但他空門大開，一合…至多兩合之間便能解決。

但這一擊落空了。

判官略帶好奇地看著他。男人體表上下如有小鼠遊走般，肌肉起伏不休，雙眼閃動著計劃得遂的光芒。

他像得了急病般劇烈喘息，在一陣無法遏制的痛苦吶喊中，身軀攢生出大片細密的毫毛，四肢軀殼被某種看不見的力量強撐了開來。洞天月色的照耀下，一頭巨狼人立而起。此刻在判官的視野下，那片籠罩人體的鮮紅輪廓已燒成了一叢野火。

「汝…這是自蹈死路，」內心深處的某種習慣想讓她嘆一口氣，可身體已沒了這個功能。「服下藥王秘傳的藥，不過是加速死亡。」

男人的目光沒有絲毫動搖，「從被你們發現的那一刻起，我就沒幾天活了。」

狐人抓起身側的藥囊，如倒豆子般將更多藥丸倒進嘴裡，「你們這些無血無淚的東西又怎麼會懂，我有必須離開這裡的理由！」

一枚巨大的拳頭倏然擴張，撐滿整個視野，判官的反應機巧剛剛來得及做出響應。雙臂一抖，她隨身攜帶的鎖鏈繃成一個圈，試圖兜住這一拳。

拳頭挾著驚人的力量轟入胸膛，白衣判官雙足所踏之地也裂開密如蛛網的碎紋，深深凹陷。

沒有疼痛，只有機巧器官損壞的輕響。白衣判官一陣恍惚。  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

"Ten Lords perceptual, Karma perpetual."

Dressed as white as the driven snow, the Judge strolled out from the dim street, obscuring his final escape.

The man drew closer, but the shrill tremble in his voice betrayed his fear: "How... is catching them not enough?"

It may have started with a "How," but not as a question, rather as a rhetorical one. The semantic analysis goes back and forth in the mind, and there's no other intel other than "the target clearly knew who the accomplice was."

She decided to execute the mission assigned to her straight away.

The eyeballs, forehead, chin, heart, the Core Esse, and the lower abdomen... With a glance, she marked off all the parts that might make for a single effective strike. Despite foxians being known for their quick reactions, her opponent had left himself wide open and one round... two rounds, max, should be enough to take care of things.

But this blow missed.

The Judge looked at him with an air of curiosity. The man's body seemed to move like scurrying mice, with muscles undulating, and his eyes sparkled with the gleam of a well-executed plan.

He panted violently as though suffering from a critical illness, and during a burst of uncontrollable pain his body shot out large swathes of fine hairs as his limbs and body swelled and tore open by some invisible force. Under the glow of moonlight within the delve, a monstrous wolfman stood up. In the view of the Judge, the sanguine silhouette enveloping its body had burned up into a wildfire.

"You... are seeking death." She has an urge to sigh out of habit, but her body no longer has that function. "The partaking of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus' concoction will only hasten your demise."

The man's gaze barely wavers at all. "The second I was discovered by you, I only ever had a few more days to live."

The foxian grabs the medicine pouch, and pours out more pills into his mouth as though it were candy. "You are a tool that sheds no blood and cry no tears. You could never understand — I have my reason for leaving here!"

A huge fist suddenly expanded, filling up the entire field of vision, and the Judge barely had any time to react. Shaking her arms, the chain she clutched whipped into a circle as she tried to lasso the fist.

The fist punched into her chest with astonishing force, splitting cracks into the ground like cobwebs and creating a crater beneath where the white-robed Judge was standing.

There was no pain, only the gentle ringing of damaged ingenium parts. The white-robed Judge was left befuddled.

角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
「雪衣大人，你這幅身體已經沒救了。我…我得把你移進新的偃偶里。這個過程可能會讓你有些糊塗，你忍一忍。」

在她與冥差藿藿之間，類似的對話已重複了不知多少次。她也一如往常應對，「謝謝。這回請挑個結實的。」

她看見藿藿的狐耳擺了擺，是在表達喪氣的情緒嗎？她不知道。她的眼睛雖然可以看見，但沒有辨認情緒的能力…或許，這不是眼睛的問題。

「我已經把最好的、最硬的、最靈敏的零件全都塞進雪衣大人的身體了，但您的負傷率和損壞率還是部里最高的…問字部的匠作們都開始埋怨了。」

「等你拼好吾，吾就……」

「…你就給他們一人腦袋上『輕輕』敲一下對吧？」一個熟悉的聲音來到四分五裂的她身旁。「他們還是血肉凡胎，受不住你的玩笑。」

垂下的長髮覆蓋在她的臉上，她的人造肌膚傳來一陣擾動信號。女人俯瞰的臉從各自獨立的五官湊成了一張教她無比熟悉、親切的臉。

「姐姐，機巧之身總會讓人產生自己金剛不壞的錯覺。但我卻要用還陽的假日，抵扣這次你身體的超前損壞。盼你下次執行使命時記住了，你還有個妹妹會為你擔心。」

「記住了。」

「再不行的話，就得讓藿藿把這一條寫在你的腦海里…啊不用，藿藿，我開玩笑的。我相信姐姐會記住。」

「那雪衣大人，我們準備開始了。」

她感到自己被切開，被複製，分裂成數千份，被上傳到十王司萬千迴路之中——
一瞬間，她翻過因果殿中無數刻錄簡牘，在驚鴻一瞥仙舟人的靈魂全貌後又忘之闕如。
下一瞬間，她進入周遭金人勾魂使的身軀，體會金鐵身軀的剛強和玉兆中難以動搖的意志。
她長出一千隻眼睛，用機巧鳥的翅膀和視線俯瞰星槎海下的人流……
她生就一千張耳朵，聽到無窮個頻段中波形的變化與尖嘯……
她的一千隻手在冥差身上書寫業判，一千隻腳在陌生的街道上緊追慢趕……
她明白自己此刻只在十王司的玉兆迴路中，但她又感到自己無處不在，漸漸消散……

「姐姐…姐姐！」

熟悉的聲音再次出現，超乎聲紋波形之外，一個回憶牢牢禁錮住了她。白衣判官腦海一陣恍惚。  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

"Madam Xueyi, this body of yours is beyond salvation. I... I have to move you into a new puppet now. This process may leave you a little confused. Please bear with me."

Similar conversations had been exchanged between her and Huohuo the spiritfarer over and over again. She responded the same as always, "Thank you. This time, please pick something sturdy."

She saw Huohuo's foxy ear twitch — was it out of frustration? She knew not. Her eyes could see, but they had no capacity for recognizing emotion... And maybe this was through no fault of her eyes.

"I've packed all the best, hardest, and most flexible parts into Madam Xueyi's body, but your rates of injury and damage are still the highest in the division... The craftsmen of the Interrogation Division have started to grumble."

"Once you put me together, I will..."

"... Just give each of them a 'light' tap on the head, okay?" A familiar voice came beside her as she lay at sixes and sevens."They are still flesh and blood, and cannot stand your jokes."

Long hair drooped down to cover her face, and a disturbance signal emitted from her artificial skin. The woman's face looking down had each independent feature combined into a new one that was both extremely familiar yet also kind to her.

"Sister, having an ingenium body will always lull you into a false sense of invulnerability. However, I have to use the remaining days of reanimation to offset premature damage to this body of yours. I hope you can remember during your next mission that you've still got a sister out there who cares about you."

"I remember."

"Otherwise, you'll have to get Huohuo to write this line into your mind... Ah, just kidding, Huohuo. No need for that. I trust my sister can remember it."

"So Madam Xueyi, let's begin."

She felt herself being sliced open, copied, split into a thousand pieces, and uploaded into millions of circuits housed at the Ten-Lords Commission. When...
In a flash, she shuffled through countless documents inscribed in the Hall of Karma and then, after a fleeting glimpse at all the souls of the Xianzhou, the memory vanished.
Moments later, she entered the body of a nearby aurumaton spectral envoy, feeling both the strength of the metal body alongside the unshakable will of the jade abacus.
She has one thousand pairs of eyes, watching over the people of Starskiff Haven with the wings and sight line of a cycrane...
She has one thousand ears, scanning the changing waves and pitches among the infinite possible frequencies...
Her one thousand hands write handwritten judgments on the spiritfarer's body, and her one thousand feet give chase over unfamiliar avenues...
She knows that she's only inside the jade abacus circuitry of the Ten-Lords Commission, but she feels as though she were everywhere and gradually fading away...

"Sister... sister!"

A familiar voice rang out again beyond the waveform of the voiceprint, and she was trapped fast inside a memory. The white-robed judge was left befuddled.

角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「姐姐…姐姐！」

她驚覺自己身處在藍天下，周遭麥浪起伏，昂揚生長。

她笑著將細枝和一早撿來的花朵編在一起，戴在懷中女孩小小的腦袋上。女孩回過臉瞧她，笑得比花朵更明亮。

她緊緊捧著這張臉，發誓要永遠保護這張纖巧、脆弱的臉，發誓要為她做很多很多。

「姐姐…姐姐！」

才一走神，這張臉就變寬了，開闊了。那俊俏的五官間已經沒有一絲需要她呵護的柔弱，只有堅毅。這張臉曾與自己並肩行走，一同登上星槎，遠征域外。

風沙、冰霜、泥痕…時間在這張深愛的臉上留下許多塵垢。但自己的手總會輕柔細緻地抹去一切。

和自己一樣，妹妹已經是個大人了。她不該當著眾人的面，像總是操心的母親那般為她擦拭。但她又怎麼能輕易放手呢？她發過誓要永遠保護這張臉，發誓要做很多很多。

「姐姐…姐姐！」

她抬頭已身在火與血的焦土之上，地上是數千張熟悉卻早已喪失生機的臉龐，妹妹的臉也在其中。

但她找不到自己的臉。

「我能救她。我能救回你們所有人。只消揮揮眾手中的一枝，我就可以教血肉從白骨上長回去，讓花瓣從泥塵落回花蕊。你很清楚。」

她的身下，生有千面的怪樹在對她說話，也是在對所有人說話。祂揮舞枝條，枝幹深扎大地。

「我乃倏忽，我乃萬古。從我開始，爾等將獲得真正的長生。」

她飲泣閉目，沒有了反抗的餘力。此刻她已是這巨樹上微不足道的一顆果實，無法向雄偉的根須抗辯。

一柄燃燒的巨劍自天而降，燒盡了空氣中甜膩的腐臭味。身著重甲的魁偉男子如同流星般墜入戰場，怒嘯著沖向巨樹。那怪樹如同花朵般再度綻開，金色的枝幹猛烈生長，緊緊糾纏住宿敵。

「每一次克服死亡，皆是無上喜樂。和他們一樣，你的血肉微不足道，但你的痛苦或能取悅我。」

枝幹尖笑著，讓每一個頭顱開口代祂說一個字，接連成句：「騰驍，這次你打算用什麼殺死我？我很期待。」

「用我自己。」男人平靜回應。他的背後，金色的幻影將巨刃自天搠下，直貫大地。

「姐姐…姐姐！」

呼喊越發急切，她感到自己再次被篩選、被刪除、被合併，塞進狹窄有限的自我中。

「所謂的幽府判官、十王敕使，也不過如此。」

如同所有從夢中驚醒的人一般，她回到了自己的身體，卻忘記了剛才的夢。白衣判官腦海一陣恍惚。  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Sister... sister!"

She was shocked to discover herself beneath an azure sky, surrounded by lush undulating waves of wheat growing.

She smiled as she braided together the twigs and flowers she'd picked up earlier, placing this wreath on the tiny head of the little girl in her lap. The girl turned back to look at her, smiling even more brightly than the flowers.

She held onto this face tightly, vowing to eternally protect this delicate, fragile face — vowing to do many, many things for her.

"Sister... sister!"

As soon as she was distracted, this face relaxed and grew broader. There was no trace of weakness in those gorgeous eyes that needed her care — only perseverance. This face once walked side-by-side with her, boarding starskiffs together and cruising out beyond the borders.

Sandstorms, frost, mud marks... Time has left behind much dirt upon this face. But these hands will always gently and meticulously wipe away everything.

Just like herself, her sister has grown and matured. She shouldn't always wipe her sister's face clean in front of everyone like an anxious mother. But how could she ever just let go of things? She vowed to protect this face forever — vowing to do many, many things.

"Sister... sister!"

She looked up from the blood and fire of the scorched earth. On the ground lay thousands of familiar but lifeless faces, including that of her sister.

But she couldn't find her own face.

"I can save her. I can save all of you. All it takes is a wave of the branch and I can teach flesh to regrow from the mere bones or let petals rise up out of the dust to the flower once more. You know very well I can."

Underneath her, a strange tree with a thousand faces spoke to her, and to everyone. THEY waved THEIR branches, penetrating deep into the earth.

"I am Shuhu. I am eternal. From me, you shall gain true immortality."

Sobbing, she closed her eyes, incapable of providing any resistance. At this moment, she was just an insignificant fruit upon this giant tree, powerless against mighty roots.

A colossal, blazing sword plunged down from the heavens, scorching away the sweet yet putrid atmosphere. A towering figure in formidable armor crashed onto the battlefield like a meteor, bellowing at the towering tree. The strange tree blossomed once more like a perennial flower, its golden branches growing ferociously to tightly entangle the enemy.

"Each time you overcome death, I am beyond overjoyed. Like them, your flesh and blood are insignificant, but your pain is something that pleases me."

The branches laughed shrilly, letting each head speak one word on THEIR behalf, stringing together a sentence, "Teng Xiao, what do you plan on using to kill me this time? I'm curious."

"With myself." The man replies calmly. Behind him, the golden illusion plunges the colossal blade straight down into the ground from high up in the sky.

"Sister... sister!"

The cries grow more urgent. She could feel herself being once again filtered, deleted, merged, and stuffed into a narrow and limited self.

"These so-called Judges of the Netherworld and envoys of the Ten Lords truly amount to nothing."

Like everyone who jolts awake from a dream, she returns to her body but has forgotten the momentary dream. The judge dressed in white feels befuddled.

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
在白衣的判官耳旁，狐人嘶啞的笑聲聽來直如狼嗥。

男人帶走了組織中最寶貴的丹藥數十丸。而今看來，是他應敵經驗不足，只服食一丸便已能將眼前判官輕巧捏碎。

「說到底，機巧終有上限…不如我們長生種的身體，潛力深不可測。」

狐人笑著想要抽回手，但卻被牢牢拖住。數圈鎖鏈彼此緊扣，猶如蛛絲糾纏著他的手臂。

披面的黑髮間，判官的眸子閃閃發亮，那神情讓狐人聯想起了嗅到血味的獵食動物。「『五藏神』，吾的機巧器官被打壞了。負責同情的部分，弱了一些。」

「…不知所謂！」狐人撮指成爪猛力擊鑿，卻被一枚三棱尖刺穿透掌心，他失聲嚎叫。

「原本打算讓汝全須全尾地入幽獄受審，少去皮肉之苦。但你打碎了吾的同情心。」

「少裝模做樣了！你忘了自己的鎖鏈和我連在一起嗎？」掉入陷阱的傷獸猛烈掙紮起來。狐人拖過鎖鏈，將白衣判官擁入懷中，每一寸巨碩的肌肉都在回應他的憤怒，絞索般收縮，令人牙酸的錯位聲在空氣中嘣嘣作響。

「誠如汝之所說，血肉的潛力深不可測…但敗也只敗在一處，會痛。」

白衣判官的聲音嗡嗡作響，伴隨男人撕心裂肺的呼號響徹夜空。

她撐起破碎的右臂，折斷的手鐵骨戟出，如鋒利矛尖，錐入狐人已呈狼形的下顎。走火入魔的逃犯左衝右突，卻無法甩開緊緊糾纏的判官，在劇痛中翻滾半晌，終至失去意識，癱軟如泥。

「無血無淚？」血衣判官自犯人巨碩的軀體上緩緩站起。「是汝等豐饒孽物…打碎了吾的同情心啊。」

她勉力將顱骨、脊椎和髕骨推回正確的位置，然後把怎麼也接不上的斷手系在腰間。

這一回，小妹和藿藿會如何嘮叨呢？內心深處的某種習慣想讓她嘆一口氣，可身體已沒了這個功能。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

The raspy laughter of the foxian next to the judge's ears sounds like the howling of a wolf.

The man took away dozens of the most valuable pellets in the organization. Now, it appears that he is simply lacking in combat experience. Ingesting just one pellet is already enough to easily crush the judge before him.

"At the end, ingenia have their limits... They are nothing compared to the immeasurable potential of the bodies of us long-life species."

The foxian chuckles and tries to retrieve his arm, only to find several chains entangling it. The chains are interlocked and intertwined over his skin like spider silk.

The judge's eyes are glowing through the gaps in her long black hair, which cascades down her face. Her expression reminds the foxian of a predator that had smelled blood. "My ingenium organ, 'Deities of the Five Organ Senses,' has been damaged. The part responsible for my sympathy has been reduced."

"...That's ridiculous!" As the foxian curls his fingers into the shape of a claw and powerfully slams it down, a three-pronged spike pierces through his palm. He shrieks in pain.

"I originally wanted to let you undergo interrogation in the Shackling Prison with your body intact, but you have shattered my sympathy."

"Just drop your act! Have you forgotten that I'm tied to you through your chain?" The wounded beast caught in the trap starts struggling. The foxian pulls the chain and drags the white-robed judge into his arms. Every inch of his massive muscles contracts like coiled ropes in response to his anger. The unsettling sound of bones sliding out of their sockets and becoming misaligned pops loudly in the air.

"Just like how you put it, body of flesh and blood holds unfathomable potential... But it has a crucial setback. It feels pain."

The white-robed judge's voice hums as the man's agonizing screams resonate in the night sky.

She props her shattered right arm up. Her broken iron bone protrudes out like the sharp tip of a spear, stabbing into the foxian's jaw that already appears like a wolf's. The twisted fugitive scrambles in all directions but fails to break free from the judge's relentless pursuit. He rolls around on the ground in excruciating pain, finally losing consciousness and going limp like a puddle of goo.

"You say I am a tool that sheds no blood and cries no tears?" The judge, now dressed in a bloodstained robe, slowly rises from the massive body of the criminal. "It's Abominations of Abundance like you... that have shattered my sympathy."

She tries her best to push her skull, spine, and patella back to the correct positions, then fastens to her waist the severed arm that cannot be re-attached no matter what.

What will her sister and Huohuo say about this time? A habit slumbering deep in her mind makes her want to heave a sigh, but her body no longer has that function.

米沙

角色詳情
乖巧懂事的「白日夢酒店」門童，夢想成為一名和爺爺一樣的銀河冒險家。
工作十分努力，尤其擅長修理各類機械，熱衷於酒店住客分享的星際見聞。
希望自己快快長大，期待著早日有一天踏上探索群星的旅程。  

Character Details

A lovable and thoughtful bellboy at The Reverie Hotel. He wishes to become an intergalactic adventurer like his grandfather.
He is extremely hardworking and is skilled at fixing a variety of machines. He also has a fondness for listening to the interstellar rumors the guests share with him.
He hopes he can grow up faster and looks forward to embarking on his star-treading journey.

角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
懷錶走到早上六點，廚房煮牛奶和烤麵包的香味一如往常飄進他狹小的臥室。

客人們就要來了，他慌慌張張地起床，站到門口。機油、皮革、菸草的味道撲面而來，他還沒來得及張嘴，幾個人高馬大的身影便已踏進門檻。

「歡…歡迎光臨……」

遠道而來的冒險家們並沒有在意在門口迎接的小不點，他們正忙著大聲吹噓過去一段時間的奇遇。那些故事不知為何總是牽引著他的心，令他頻頻回頭傾聽。

「一道巨大的光束從天而降，射穿了一顆鬱鬱蔥蔥的星球…我當時就在附近，飛船被氣浪拍飛了。我冒死才拍到幾張照片……」
「你這算什麼，我的經歷才真嚇人。在星際旅行的時候，我掉進一片深不見底的憶域，裡面全是我這輩子都沒見過的怪物，甚至還有幽靈一樣的人……」
「這些都——弱爆了！你們看過鋪天蓋地的蟲群嗎，我可是從裡面活著回來的，那一次，整個星球都覆滅了……」

他羨慕聽著這些或真或假的吹噓，終於鼓足勇氣開口——
「那個…請問，如果想在銀河中冒險，有什麼需要學習的嗎？」
卡座上的話語停止了，幾個人不約而同看向他。
「怎麼，小不點，你也想去往銀河冒險？」
「嗯…我想做一名走遍銀河的冒險家，就…就像爺爺一樣。」
「志氣還挺大哈哈哈！」
「小不點，做我們這行可不輕鬆，你要會用武器，會自己修東西，會識別方向，要學的多了去了！」
「我知道…爺爺也總是抱怨容易偏航和拋錨，也許我可以學會怎麼去解決這些問題……」
「你們這些傢伙，總是喜歡嚇唬小孩子。」
為首的老人清了清嗓子，看向米沙。
「所有的東西都可以慢慢學習。只是你得考慮清楚，你確實有這個夢想嗎？願意為它堅持多久？孩子，那才是最重要的問題。」  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

As the pocket watch struck six o'clock in the morning, the familiar aroma of milk and toast wafted into his narrow bedroom from the kitchen.

With the impending arrival of guests, he hurriedly rose from bed and positioned himself at the doorway. The scent of motor oil, leather, and tobacco greeted him as several tall figures entered the threshold.

"W—Welcome..."

The adventurers, who had journeyed from distant planets, paid little attention to the small figure welcoming them at the door, engrossed in their animated tales of peculiar encounters. These stories never failed to stir Misha's emotions, attracting his attention.

"Have you seen a massive beam coming down from the sky and burn through a lush planet?... I was actually right there, and our ship got blasted away by the insane gust of wind... I risked my life to snap some photos..."
"Hah, let me tell you, that's nothing compared to the crazy stuff I've experienced. Once, I ventured into this abyss in the Memory Zone. It was like a total nightmare, with all these unimaginable monsters and even ghosts lurking around..."
"You think that's scary? Try witnessing the Swarm that completely blots out the entire sky! I barely made it out alive from that hellish encounter. And guess what? The whole dang planet got wiped out..."

Enviously listening to these tales, whether genuine or fabricated, Misha mustered the courage to speak up.
"Um... Excuse me, but if I want to venture into the galaxy, what should I learn?"
The conversation came to a halt, and several explorers turned their gaze towards him.
"What did you say, kiddo? You want to explore the galaxy?"
"Yeah... I wish I could become an adventurer... Just like my grandpa."
"That's quite an ambition! Hahaha!"
"Hey, kiddo, this line of work is no joke. You'll need to learn how to handle weapons, fix things on the fly, and navigate through all sorts of obstacles. It requires a wealth of knowledge!"
"I understand... Grandpa's always complaining about getting lost and machines breaking down. Maybe I can start by addressing those issues..."
"Hey, just stop scaring that little one."
The elderly man at the forefront cleared his throat and turned his attention to Misha.
"You can learn everything you need, but you really need to think if this is truly what you desire. Are you truly eager to achieve it? And how long are you willing to stick with it? Those are the most crucial questions, little one."

角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
懷錶走到下午兩點，打掃與迎客工作交接給同事後，他換上工作服開始檢修機械。

大叔瓦爾德在前面走著，不時停下敲擊那些複雜的機械。他小跑著跟在瓦爾德身後，側耳傾聽機械運轉中的雜音，準確地指出裡面的問題。

今天的任務，是修好一堆破鍾。生鏽的，報廢的，缺齒輪的，被砸壞的，在米沙眼中，它們就像迷失了方向的海員，急需有人帶領它們走上正確的軌道。

「壁鍾先生，請往西邊走，誒，懷錶夫人，請你不要停下！」
「鬧鐘先生，請吃飽飯再行動吧，那邊三位手錶小姐，請你們跟著懷錶先生一塊走吧！」
突然，所有壞掉的鐘表開始走動。他撥動輪盤，調整指針，仿佛一位遨遊於時間之海的船長。
「米沙船長，現在的方向對了！」
「我們終於走出了迷霧，航過大海就是終點！」
「繼續航行吧，大海也無法阻擋我們的腳步！」
米沙眼中，那些鐘錶仿佛有了自己的生命和意志，在表達著向前進發的欣喜。

瓦爾德微笑著摸了摸他的頭。
「看來我不用擔心這的時間會變得錯亂了，畢竟無論如何，還有你這位引航員哩。」  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

As the pocket watch struck two o'clock in the afternoon, signaling the end of his duties, he changed his overalls and started the task of overhauling the machinery.

Walder led the way, occasionally pausing to tap on intricate mechanisms. Misha followed closely behind, attuned to the noises emanating from the machinery and adeptly locating the issues.

Today's assignment involved repairing a multitude of broken clocks, rusty, discarded, missing gears, or shattered. To Misha, they appeared as lost sailors desperately in need of guidance.

"Please head west, Mr. Wall Clock... And hey, Mrs. Pocket Watch! Please don't stop there!"
"Mr. Alarm Clock, please have a meal before resuming, and you three ladies over there, please follow Mr. Pocket Watch!"
At that moment, all the malfunctioning clocks sprang to life. Misha turned the wheels and adjusted the hands, as if he were a captain navigating the sea of time.
"Captain Misha, we're back on track!"
"The fog has lifted! We're about to reach our destination."
"Let's keep sailing! The sea won't hinder us!"
In Misha's eyes, the clocks seemed to possess lives of their own, expressing their delight in moving forward.

Walder smiled and patted his head.
"Looks like I won't have to worry about time here. After all, you are the captain of these clocks."

角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
懷錶走到傍晚七點，他早早吃完晚飯，躺在了櫥櫃改造的小床上。
他望著眼前閉塞的黑暗，聽著懷錶永恆不變的嘀嗒聲音，這是他最幸福的劇場時光——沒有工作，沒有現實，只有最自由的幻想。

穿越迷霧之後，他幻想的故事已到了最精彩的海戰環節。他伸出雙手，把被海浪打翻的夥伴拉回來，他又在畫面上劃了一道橫線，好像那樣就可以把大海里的怪物幹掉……

「船長，船長，快起來，天晴啦！」
他揉了揉眼睛，不可置信地看著面前的景象：
一隻金色的懷錶長出了手腳，穿上了制服，戴著紅色的領結，正招呼著他過來。
一面銀色的鏡子映出他的樣子，一邊擺弄自己的長裙，一邊用望遠鏡觀察遠處的景象。
昨夜的風暴消失無蹤，涼爽的海風吹拂著他的制服，遠處已然是新大陸的輪廓。

「看啊，船長，海岸已經不遠了！」
鐘錶小人與鏡子小姐拉起他的手，輕輕地一躍。他還沒有反應過來，三個人便一起跳上了雲端。望著腳下無垠的大海與新月般的大陸，鐘錶小人和鏡子小姐歡呼雀躍，拉著他跳起了踢踏舞。他握緊了夥伴的手，心中又驚又喜。

「你們…你們是我的夥伴嗎？」
「是啊，我們一路經歷了那麼的困難，迷失過好多次方向，終於到新大陸啦！」
……

天亮的時候，他從夢中醒來，一滴眼淚從他眼角滑落。
他看了看自己的臥室，原來是懷錶壓在了胸口，鏡子從牆上掉了下來。
他擦掉淚水，覺得好像什麼都沒有失去，但又好像什麼都失去了。  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

As the pocket watch struck seven o'clock in the evening, Misha finished his supper and settled onto the cot that had been modified from a cupboard.
Gazing into the darkness surrounding him, he listened to the ceaseless ticking of the pocket watch — the most blissful hours of his day. No work, no reality, only unrestricted flights of fantasy.

After traveling through the fog, his fantasy story reached the most exciting part of the sea battle. He extended his hands, pulling back his companions who had been knocked over by the waves, and he drew another line across the canvas as if vanquishing a sea monster...

"Captain, Captain, wake up, it's clearing up!"
He rubbed his eyes and looked incredulously at the sight before him.
A golden pocket watch, which had transformed into a figure with arms and legs, dressed in a uniform and a red bow tie, beckoned him over.
A silver mirror lady reflected him, adjusting her gown and peering through binoculars at the distant scene.
The storm from the previous night had disappeared without a trace. A refreshing sea breeze fluttered Misha's uniform, and in the distance, they could see the outline of the New World.

"Look, Captain, the coast is not far off!"
Taking Misha's hand, Mr. Pocket Watch and Miss Mirror gracefully leaped onto the clouds. Before he could react, the three of them were airborne, gazing at the boundless sea and the crescent-shaped continent below them. Mr. Pocket Watch and Miss Mirror cheered, pulling Misha into a joyful tap dance. He held his companions' hands tightly, his heart filled with amazement and joy.

"Are... Are you my companions?"
"Yeah, we've faced countless challenges and gotten lost many times along the way, but we've finally found the New World!"
...

At dawn, Misha woke up from his dream, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
Looking around his bedroom, he noticed the pocket watch pressed against his chest, and the mirror had fallen off the wall.
Wiping away the tears, Misha felt as if he had lost nothing, yet he had lost everything.

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
懷錶再次走到早上六點，廚房煮牛奶和烤麵包的香味一如往常飄進了他狹小的臥室。

他已徹底融入這裡的生活，將自己的夢想深埋於心。他不再那麼容易對客人的故事感到激動，也不再期待爺爺能夠馬上回來。

「也許大人都是那個樣子，說話不算數，也不願意認真聽小孩子講話。」
他接過客人的箱包，客人們目不斜視地走掉，只剩下他一個人在那裡自言自語。

他回到鐘錶房，如同往常一樣檢查那些時鐘。不同的時區有不同的時間，他怔怔地望著滿牆的鐘表，想像著那些世界發生的故事。想著想著，他攤開畫紙，繼續畫下自己與想像中的夥伴經歷的故事。

那已經是故事的結尾了。

「夥伴們，再見！我會留在新大陸，等它建設完成之後，再與你們一起前往新的世界！」
「米沙船長，再見！我們有緣再會！」
其他的夥伴走了，而蹦蹦跳跳的鐘表小人與溫柔的鏡子小姐都留了下來。他曾經帶領著這些夥伴穿越迷霧，航過大海。每一次危險關頭，他調整羅盤，將隊伍帶向正確的方向。現在，那個叫米沙的孩子將在新的大陸建設新的國度，直到再次踏上旅途的機會來臨。

「如果要接著畫的話，第二部就暫定為新大陸歷險記吧。」
他畫完最後一筆的時候，聽見了某種熟悉的聲音與顫動，仿佛有一個龐然大物從宇宙深處而來，停在了酒店門外。

他扔下畫筆，打開門，跑了出去——

「您好，歡迎光……」

在晨光下閃閃發亮的星穹列車，疲憊地，驕傲地，悄然停在了那
——就像「夢」中的一樣。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

As the pocket watch struck six o'clock again in the morning, the familiar aroma of milk and toast wafted into his narrow bedroom from the kitchen as usual.

He had settled into this life, burying his dreams deep within his heart. He was no longer easily captivated by the stories of the guests, nor did he hold onto the hope of his grandfather's immediate return.

"Maybe that's how adults are. They don't keep their promises, and they don't really want to listen to children."
He took the guests' suitcases and bags. The guests walked away without a second glance, leaving him alone and muttering to himself.

He went back to his room of clocks and checked the various clocks displaying different times from different time zones as usual. He stared blankly at the wall full of clocks, imagining the stories and worlds that existed within them. Lost in thoughts of these fantastical realms, he unfolded a drawing paper and began sketching the adventures he experienced with his imaginary companions.

That was the end of the story.

"Farewell, my companions! I'll stay in the New World, and once it's fully built, I'll continue traveling with you to other new worlds!"
"Farewell, Captain Misha! May our paths cross again!"
All his companions left except his ever-excited first mate, Mr. Pocket Watch, and the gentle Miss Mirror. They had navigated through the mists and across the sea together. In crucial moments, Misha had steered their ship in the right direction. Now, the child named Misha would embark to build a new kingdom on a new continent until the opportunity arose for another journey.

"If I'm to draw something else, my next creation will be about the adventures in the new world."
As he finished the last stroke, he sensed some kind of familiar sound paired with vibrations, as if a colossal being had emerged from the depths of the universe and landed outside the hotel gate.

He dropped his brushes, opened the door, and ran out...

"Welcome to..."

The Astral Express, glistening in the morning light, tiredly, proudly waited there, parked and quiet.
...Just like in the dream.

流螢

角色詳情
星核獵手成員，身著機械裝甲「薩姆」戰鬥。忠於任務，性格堅強。
作為戰勝蟲群的兵器而誕生，其生長速度異於常人，但生命非常短暫。
為了找尋「生」的機會而加入星核獵手，找尋違抗命運的方式。  

Character Details

A member of the Stellaron Hunters, clad in a set of mechanized armor known as "SAM." Her character is marked by unwavering loyalty and steely resolve.
Engineered as a weapon against the Swarm, she experiences accelerated growth, but a tragically shortened lifespan.
She joined the Stellaron Hunters in a quest for a chance at "life," seeking to defy her fated demise.

角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
透明的培養倉中，她浸沒在冰冷的人工羊水裡，包覆於潔白的卵中。
容器搖晃，她漂浮著，憑藉本能摸索到冰冷柔軟的邊緣。她緊緊貼著倉壁，蜷縮在角落，仿佛那樣能使身體感受到更多溫暖。

她聽見巨物墜落，金屬碰撞，急匆匆的腳步聲不時響起，培養倉開始搖晃…
「戰士們，該醒了……」
「為了，女皇陛下……」
一雙機械手將她抱起，刺眼的光撕裂了世界。她忘記了哭泣。
「為自己的誕生感到榮耀……」
「為了，女皇陛下……」
她睜開眼，卻看不見說話的人。
她起身，穿過厚厚的帷幕，朝著宮殿深處前進。
「接受你們的榮耀，你們的命運……」
「為了，女皇陛下……」
整齊的腳步聲迴蕩在空曠的宮殿中。

她路過荒寂的巨大花園，途徑龐大的蟲類屍骸，穿過一個又一個孵育裝置…最後，她走進了輝煌的議事廳，一個面目模糊的女人坐在王座上，疲憊地垂著手。

「別抬頭。」
有人走到她身邊，輕輕地說。那人身上有一個號牌，AR-26702——那是什麼？
她看向自己，AR-26710。
「過來…我的孩子……」
一個幽遠的聲音自她腦海深處傳來，一股莫名的狂熱淹沒了她的心緒。
她走到女皇跟前，跪下親吻女皇的指尖。

女皇的手冷得如同堅冰，讓她在狂熱之中短暫感到一絲茫然。
「盡情燃燒吧，為了格拉默的未來……」
「為了，女皇陛下……」  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

Within the transparent incubation pod, she lay submerged in frigid artificial amniotic fluid, enclosed in a pristine white egg.
As the container trembled, she floated, and instinctively reached the cold and soft edges. She presses against the pod's walls tightly, curled up in a corner, as if that would make her body feel warmer.

She heard something heavy fall and the clamor of metal clashing. Intermittent haste-filled footsteps resounded, and the incubator started to shake...
"Warriors, it is time to awaken..."
"For Her Majesty..."
A pair of mechanical hands scooped her up as blinding light rent the world asunder. She forgot to weep.
"Feel glory in your birth..."
"For Her Majesty..."
She opened her eyes, yet failed to find the speaker.
She rose up and advanced through heavy curtains, venturing deeper into the palace.
"Accept your honor, and your destiny..."
"For Her Majesty..."
The cadence of footsteps in unison reverberated through the desolate palace.

She traversed the unattended vast garden, navigating through colossal insectoid carcasses and numerous incubators... until finally, she arrived at the resplendent council chamber, where a woman with a blurry face was seated upon the throne, her hands hanging wearily.

"Don't look up."
Someone approached her, whispering softly. The person bore an identification tag, AR-26702. What does that signify?
She glanced at herself, AR-26710.
"Come closer... my child..."
A distant voice emanated from the depths of her mind, casting an inexplicable frenzy upon her consciousness.
She obediently approached the Empress and knelt down, kissing her fingertips.

The Empress's touch felt as icy and unyielding as solid ice, momentarily stirring a flicker of perplexity amidst her frenzy.
"Ignite yourself to the last moment, for the future of Glamoth..."
"For Your Majesty..."

角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
不知不覺，她已習慣了戰場。
她看著同胞們在眼前倒下，自己仍毅然向前。她知道終有一天她也會倒在那裡，而後來者將前仆後繼地跨過自己的身軀。
所以休憩時光總是那麼珍貴，她抬起頭，看著銀海高懸頭頂，星光傾瀉而下。

星空下的一切都很安靜。即使面臨失熵的威脅，她也想卸下戰甲，一睹世界的究竟。
記憶中的聲音逐漸浮現。
「只是透過鏡片望去，就覺得整個世界都不同了。」
——她的編號是AR-214，她戴著「眼鏡」。
「格拉默軍規第8條，存活的騎士應當主動歸隊。」
——她是AR-1368，性格很認真。她的戰甲上有紅色的綬帶。
「下一片戰場，希望能看見星星。」
——AR-53935，他是和自己不同的「另一種型號」。
「各位，歡迎歸隊！」
——AR-4077，雖然自己和他素未謀面，但知道他從來不上戰場，只待在後方。

茫茫蟲群自星空深處飛起，如往常一樣，刺耳的警報打斷了短暫的休憩時光。
她啟動裝甲，進入作戰狀態，只是這一次，一切來得格外猛烈。
「這不是普通的襲擊，是蟲潮…蟲潮！」
通訊中的聲音微微顫抖，越來越多的鐵騎升上天空，卻如渺然的星火，匆匆爆發便被黑暗吞沒。
「守住防線，繼續突圍！」

無數的鐵騎在她眼前倒下。
他們中有此前同自己搭話的人嗎？她第一次意識到這個問題。
——原來…每個人是不一樣的？

蟲群終於裂出一道縫隙，而在那縫隙的盡頭，母蟲正緩步踏出。
她如同一道流光穿梭在密密麻麻的蟲群之中，和其他鐵騎一同沖向巨型銀蟄蟲的口器。在被母蟲吞噬的最後一刻，她閉上眼睛，引爆了足以毀滅一顆行星的火彈——

足以致盲的光芒以母蟲為中心爆發，那一刻萬籟俱寂。
她如同脫線的風箏，被巨大的衝擊力彈開。向著大地墜落時，一些令她難以忘懷的記憶在眼前閃過——

火螢飛舞的水面旁，她離開裝甲，感受夜晚的清風和絲絲涼意。
她看著火螢停駐在她的手背，翕動著翅膀。
「…它們雖然是渺小的生命，卻比星星更耀眼。」

黑暗吞沒了她。
蟲群的殘肢和破損的戰甲化為塵埃，落在群星之上，紛紛揚揚如同宇宙下了一場無聲的雪。  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

As time passed, she had grown accustomed to the battlefield.
She witnessed her comrades fall before her eyes, yet she remained resolute, pressing forward. She knew that one day, she too, would meet her end on the battlefield, paving the way for those who would follow unblinkingly.
Thus, moments of rest held immense value for her. She lifted her gaze toward the sea of stars hanging high above, its radiance cascading down upon her.

Tranquility pervaded everything under the starry sky. Despite the looming threat of entropy loss, she yearned to shed her battle armor and catch a glimpse of the world's true nature.
The voices from memory gradually resurface.
"Just looking through the lens makes the whole world feel different."
— Her designation is AR-214, and she wears "glasses."
"Glamoth Military Regulation Article 8: Surviving knights should actively return to base."
— She is AR-1368, a very austere character. There is a red ribbon on her armor.
"I hope to see the stars on the next battlefield."
— AR-53935, he is a "different type."
"Welcome back, everyone!"
— AR-4077, though she has never met him, she knew he never goes to the battlefield, always staying in the rear.

From the depths of the starry expanse, the immense insects ascended. Its abrupt invasion interrupted their brief respite.
Reactivating her armor, she was ready to charge into the fray. However, the offense exhibited unprecedented ferocity.
"No, this is not an ordinary attack! It's the Swarm... the Swarm!"
The voices in her comms trembled as more and more of the Iron Cavalry soared to the sky like sparkling fire, only to be swallowed by the encroaching darkness as soon as they ignited.
"Hold the line! Push forward!"

In her line of sight, countless numbers of the Iron Cavalry fell.
Are there any of them that have spoken to her? It was a realization that struck her for the first time.
So... each person is unique?

Finally, an opening was created within the Swarm, and from it emerged the Swarm Mother, advancing slowly.
Like a streak of light, she skillfully navigated through the dense swarm, racing alongside her fellow Iron Cavalry comrades toward the mouthpiece of the towering Silver Sting. Just as the Swarm Mother was about to devour her, she closed her eyes, detonating a bomb with enough firepower to obliterate an entire planet.

A blinding light erupted, engulfing the Swarm Mother, plunging everything into silence.
Like a kite severed from its string, she was propelled by the tremendous impact, descending toward the ground. Fleeting memories that she would never forget flickered before her eyes...

Beside the lake where fyreflies danced, she shed her armor, relishing the refreshing breeze and coolness of the night.
She observed fyreflies alighted on the back of her hand, their wings gracefully fluttering.
"...Despite their tiny size, they shine brighter than the stars at night."

Darkness enveloped her.
The remnants of the Swarm and her shattered armor disintegrated, dissipating like silent snowfall across the universe.

角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）

從昏迷中醒來後，她已置身於一片陌生的星系。

銀河間發光的浮游生物被她吸引，圍繞著她翩躚飛舞。
她目送它們飛向遠方，卻不知自己的終點在哪裡。
「為什麼死去？」
「為什麼活著？」
夢對她仍舊是太過遙遠的事，她空望著無際的黑暗，還是無法找到答案。

……
「就這樣，格拉默共和國覆滅了，只留下鐵騎兵團的傳聞。」
裝甲被某種東西捕獲了，她警惕起來。
「為了控制共和國最強大的兵器，每一位鐵騎都是基因編譯嬰兒。他們攜帶有一項天生的缺陷，會在生命的某個時刻快速老化、消亡……」
腳步聲越來越近，女人的聲音也越來越清晰。
「命中注定的結局…和我們很像，不是麼？」
飛船的門打開了。
火焰在她身上起舞，熔火騎士的裝甲將要成型。
「你是誰？」
面前的女人微笑著，仿佛她們是久別重逢的故人。
「你相信命運麼？同向而行的人終會在某個地方相聚，現在…我們見面了。」  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

When she regained consciousness from her coma, she found herself in an unfamiliar galaxy.

Luminescent cosmic plankton were drawn to her, swirling and dancing around her.
She watched as they dispersed into the distance, unaware of where her journey would lead.
"For what do we die?"
"For what do we live?"
The concept of a "dream" remained elusive as she stared into the boundless darkness, grappling with the search for answers.

...
"And thus, the Republic of Glamoth met its downfall, leaving behind mere rumors about the Iron Cavalries."
She became alert as she realized that something had taken possession of her armor.
"All Iron Cavalries were genetically engineered babies to ensure control over the Republic's most powerful weapon. They each carried a predetermined genetic defect that would accelerate their aging at a certain spot of their life, leading to their premature death..."
As the footsteps drew nearer, the woman's voice grew clearer.
"A predetermined fate... much like ours, wouldn't you agree?"
The door of the cabin opened.
Flames enveloped her body as her Molten Knight armor materialized.
"Who are you?"
The woman before her smiled, as if they were old friends reuniting after a long time.
"Do you believe in fate? Those who walk in the same direction will eventually find their peers, and now... here we meet."

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
又一個寂靜的夜晚。她如往常那樣靜靜地坐在高處，看著燈火點亮又熄滅，一艘艘航船進出空港，直到黎明來臨。

銀狼打著哈欠，走到她身邊。
「睡不著嗎？」她挪了挪位置。
「做了個怪夢，夢見朋克洛德被電子惡魔入侵了，我一邊跑一邊用泡泡糖把病毒黏住，然後就醒了。」
「夢啊……」
「要出發去匹諾康尼了嗎？」
「嗯。也許屬於我的夢…就在那裡。」
「但一個無法做夢的人要進入聯覺夢境，付出的可是堪比『死亡』的代價。」
「我知道，我的意識將在憶質的重壓下被粉碎，然後再以特殊的方法重組，如此才能抵達夢的國度…那死亡並不可怕，我早已習慣了。」
「…唉，行吧，祝你好運。記得替我向星穹列車問好。」
……

她來到阿斯德納星系的邊緣。憶海翻湧著巨浪，她猶如一粒火星，隨時都可能在狂風中熄滅。
她跳起，躍入憶域。
重壓從四面八方襲來，她的視線逐漸模糊，身體不受控制地墜向憶域深處。
那些藏在濃厚憶質中的情緒仿佛變作了幻影，在她耳邊盤旋著，呼喚著。
——「盡情燃燒吧，為了格拉默的未來……」
——「為了，女皇陛下……」
——「它們雖然是渺小的生命，但在夜晚，它們比星星更耀眼……」
——「為什麼死去？」
——「為什麼活著？」
……
不知過了多久，洶湧的憶質平靜了下來。
她睜開眼，匹諾康尼猶如一顆珍珠，散發著迷濛的光芒，而眼淚正順著臉龐滴落——
「這就是…夢？」  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

Another tranquil night unfolded. As she often did, she sat in silence on higher ground, observing the flickering lights. Countless ships gracefully entered and departed the harbor until the break of dawn.

Silver Wolf yawned and walked to her.
"Can't sleep?" She moved away to make some room.
"Yeah, I had a weird dream about Punklorde being invaded by cyberdemons. So I kept running around, sticking those viruses with my bubblegum, and then I woke up."
"A dream..."
"Leaving for Penacony?"
"Yes. Perhaps there... I'll find my own dream."
"But for someone who can't dream at all, the pain caused by entering the Synesthesia Dreamscape is more terrible than death."
"Yeah, I know. My consciousness will be crushed by the weight of memoria and then get reconstructed in a peculiar manner. This is the only way for me to enter the land of dreams... However, death doesn't frighten me, as I've grown used to it."
"...Hmm, fine. Wish you best of luck. And don't forget to say hello to the Express Crew for me."
...

She arrived at the periphery of Asdana. The ocean of memoria churned with colossal waves, threatening to eradicate her like a fleeting spark ready to go out anytime in the tempest.
With a swift leap, she plunged into the Memory Zone.
The immense pressure closed in from all sides, causing her vision to blur, and she uncontrollably descended into the depths of the Memory Zone.
Emotions concealed within the dense memoria became ethereal specters, haunting and whispering in her ears.
..."Ignite yourself to the last moment, for the future of Glamoth..."
..."For Her Majesty..."
..."Though they are but specks, they shine brighter than the stars at night..."
..."For what do we die?"
..."For what do we live?"
...
After an indeterminate period of time, the raging memoria subsided.
Opening her eyes, she saw Penacony in front of her eyes, glowing like a radiant pearl and glistening with a misty aura, while tears streamed down her cheeks...
"Is this... a dream?".

雲璃
角色詳情
仙舟「朱明」的獵劍士，備受「燭淵將軍」懷炎寵愛的孫女，性格直率。
從小跟隨懷炎學習劍藝與鍛藝，乃「焰輪八葉」中次年幼的天才劍士。
對朱明流出的魔劍深惡痛絕，立誓要「搜獵魔劍，盡數斷絕」。  

Character Details

A sword hunter from the Xianzhou Zhuming and "the Flaming Heart" General Huaiyan's darling granddaughter. Frank and straightforward.
She has learned swordplay and forging from Huaiyan since young, and thus is the second-youngest prodigy swordmaster of the Flamewheel Octet.
Fueled by an intense loathing for the cursed swords that emerged from the Zhuming, she vowed to "hunt down and wipe out all cursed swords."

角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
在工煉房裡旁觀父親煉劍時，劍爐噴薄的燥熱會讓她肚子餓得出奇得快，往往一兩個時辰後就不見了身影——她要偷跑一趟集市，填飽肚子後才能好好觀瞻學習。

「這家肉龍腸出食總比別家快，師傅串腸的手法乾淨利索，竹籤一下串進腸心，不歪也不斜。如果他去練劍，劍風一定爽利。」這麼想著，她排在了隊伍末端。

胡麻飯糰的鋪子以往總是老闆娘當廚，今天卻是她的丈夫。他小臂的肱肌要比膀子肉更緊實，看著像是練過刀，因而抓起飯來也頗有大破大立之感——飯糰一個頂平時三個大。她立馬湊近：「兩份，多抓點飯。」

青衣小哥賣的炸糖藕發揮總不穩定，但今天做得尚好，甜而不膩，外酥里脆。她吃完一個，沒走遠，站著又看了會兒。小哥今天邊糊著糖汁，邊有規律地轉著手腕…居然是練劍的動作，他是幾時學會的？「嗯…看來廚藝中亦有劍術……」

等她吃飽回到家，已是黃昏。院子裡戴著鐵盔的男人從父親手上接過一把嶄新的劍。
「多謝含光大師，鄙人定將…除惡務盡。」落暉渲染著那人洶湧的堅毅，卻也添了份薄暮的無望。

殘陽卻未落入雲璃眼中，她只注意到鐵盔男人明明魁梧有力，腰胯壯健，這把劍卻劍體輕薄，劍尖從坡度明顯大於普通利劍，這樣的構造更利於應對不同方向的敵人…但那男人接過劍後，第一件事卻是檢查劍韁的韌力……

「他是衝鋒的騎兵，對嗎？這麼輕的劍卻還寄望於劍韁使劍不離手，一看就像會臨陣脫逃的樣子…而且騎術還不錯。他配不上你的劍。」

含光訝然地看著雲璃。
「吃那麼多東西，不就是為了練眼力嘛。」  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

Watching her father refine swords in the workshop would always stimulate her hunger — more so than usual — probably because of the intense heat emitted by the furnace. As a result, she typically disappears within a few hours, sneaking off to the market to fill her belly, apparently so that she would be in a better frame of mind to observe and learn from her father.

"This shop serves up meat sausages faster than their competitors. The chef easily skewers the sausages with mastery, piercing right through their centers with perfect symmetry. Hmm, if he were to learn swordsmanship, he would probably adopt a brisk style of fighting." She thought to herself as she joined the back of the queue.

The sesame rice balls at this shop were usually prepared by the proprietress, but her husband took over the job today. His forearm was a lot more toned than his upper arm, possibly from regular blade training. Because of that, the way he squashed the rice together had a hint of almost destructive force in it — But each rice ball ended up three times larger than their usual. On noticing this, she eagerly walked over to place her order: "Two rice balls. More rice please~!"

The fried sweet lotus root sold by the guy in green was never consistent in quality. But the one that was sold today turned out to be quite decent: Sweet but not cloying, and crispy on the outside while still retaining its crunchy bite. She had walked a short distance away by the time she finished the one she bought, that was when she stopped to observe the guy. He seemed to be rotating his wrist in a rhythmic fashion while coating the snack in syrup... He actually knew a move used in swordplay! When did he pick that up, though? "Hmm... Looks like the swordsmanship can be applied in cooking too..."

It was already sunset by the time she had her fill and returned home. In the courtyard, her father handed over a brand-new sword to another man in an iron helmet.
"Thank you, Master Hanguang. With this blade... I shall eradicate all evil." That man's raging determination shone bright in the afterglow of the sunset, yet was colored with the hopelessness of twilight.

However, Yunli did not notice the setting sun. Instead, her focus was held by the man in the iron helmet. Before her was clearly a burly and robust man, yet he was given such a lightweight sword. The sword's tip was also broader than that of an average sword's. Such a design would be advantageous when fighting enemies from all sides. But strangely, after accepting the blade, the first thing that man did was to assess the tensile strength of the sword's tassel...

"That man's an assault cavalry, right? Hmph, the sword's already so light, and he's still hoping to grab onto the tassel to keep his sword from flying...? He seems to possess decent horsemanship, but he also looks like someone who would flee on the eve of a battle. He isn't worthy of your sword."

Hanguang stared at Yunli in surprise.
"All that snacking is just for acuity training!"

角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
她循著聲音來到工煉房角落，父親不在，地上只有一把碩大的混鐵劍骸，雲璃拾了起來，那劍骸比她人還高。她好奇地撫摸著，模仿含光的樣子，假裝對它進行加工。

但這把大劍並未鑄成——含光熔煉歲陽魔劍，招致焰輪鑄煉宮的悲劇。雲璃被及時趕來的懷炎救下，逃過一劫。她成為了懷炎的弟子，那劍胚也被她一同帶離。

「雲璃，原料若超出規範，劍也易折。」同窗的學徒忍不住提醒她，還有他的佩劍——正在嬌俏地指責她的手法。
「你也太矜貴了，多刮刮樹皮吧。」
同窗露出疑惑又尷尬的神情，雲璃抬眼瞧了瞧同窗懷裡噤聲的劍，「不好意思，不是說你…是你。」

「我名芒光。劍頭利如芒，恆持照眼光。」
她知道那劍將被主人藏於寶庫，翳其劍光。
「我叫小茉莉，我喜歡劍柄上刻的那朵茉莉花。」
她知道小茉莉雖不滿主人亂取名字，卻為自己被珍視而感到欣喜。

人言莫辨，劍聲更為單純。
讓人失智癲狂的魔劍和地上遍布的腥臭血跡…依然映刻在她的記憶，或許也映於那劍胚的記憶中。但它依舊無言，從未向她談起那段往事。

「你也看見了那些浸滿嗜血殺意的劍影，對吧？
「現在想想，那些歲陽應該也使喚不了你，你悶得很，還又大又鈍。」
劍胚忽然震顫，掀起一層烏黑的碳粉，落下卻如令人凜然的星雲。
「原來你是因為拒絕歲陽才被那人遺棄…連你這把未鑄成的劍都懂的道理，父…他怎麼就……
「不過，劍什麼時候算是『鑄成』呢……」
她忍不住伸手撫摸它凹凸不平的劍鍔，雖無劍脊，卻滿是凌厲。
「又不說話了？你還真是個鐵疙瘩…不如，就叫你『老鐵』吧。」
「別擔心，也許你在他人眼裡只是把沒有劍鋒的胚體，但劍意不分利鈍。」
「我揮出的，就是利劍。」
「走吧老鐵，隨我出去見見世面。」  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

She followed the sound to a corner of the workshop. Her father was nowhere to be found, and on the ground laid the frame of a large sword made from an iron alloy. Picking it up, Yunli realized that the sword frame even stood taller than her. Curiously running her fingers over it, she then imitated how Hanguang normally worked, pretending to refine the sword frame.

But this large sword never got forged: Hanguang smelt the heliobus cursed sword instead, bringing a tragedy upon the Flamewheel Forge. Yunli narrowly escaped the fat of the others, only because Huaiyan arrived in the nick of time to rescue her. She became a disciple of Huaiyan thereafter, not forgetting to take the cursed sword billet with her.

"Yunli, your sword's more likely to break if you use raw materials of non-standard composition." A fellow apprentice couldn't help but offer her some advice. His sword soon chimed in, though criticizing Yunli's smithing in a dainty manner.
"Why don't you go out there and scrape more bark instead, snob?"
The other students looked on with confusion and discomfort, prompting Yunli to look up at her fellow apprentice and the now silent sword. "Sorry, that wasn't directed at you. It was meant for your sword."

"My name's Radiance because of my sharp blade and glistening hilt."
But she knew the sword's fate: Its master would only chuck it into the vault, with its radiance forever concealed from the world.
"My name's Jasminette. I like the jasmine flower that is engraved upon my hilt."
She could tell Jasminette was annoyed at the frivolous name that its master chose, but it delighted at being cherished.

While human intentions are indecipherable from their words alone, the voices of swords are much simpler to understand.
Memories of the cursed sword that drove others to lose their sanity and the gruesome sight of blood all over the ground remain deeply etched in Yunli's mind... Perhaps also in that of the sword billet, though it had never once spoken or talked to her about the events that transpired on that fateful day.

"You've also witnessed those blades that permeate bloodlust and killing intent being swung, right?
"Now that I think about it, those heliobi will probably not be able to wield you either. You're big and blunt, and spiritless too."
The sword billet trembled suddenly, kicking up a layer of dark carbon dust that fell like an awe-inspiring nebula.
"So you were abandoned by that person because you rejected the heliobus... A theory that even an unfinished sword understands... Why didn't fath— he...
"But when can a sword be considered 'finished'..."
Unable to help herself, she reached out to run her fingers over the uneven edges of the blade. Despite the lack of a central ridge, the sword could still be considered sharp.
"Not talking again? What a stubborn lump of metal you are... In that case, I'll just call you 'Old Mettle'."
"Don't worry. To others, you might simply be a billet without a point, but that is immaterial to the intent of swordsmanship."
"A blade that I swing will always be considered sharp."
"Let's go, Old Mettle. Come with me to see the world."

角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「為何要奪他人寶劍？」
懷炎嘆了口氣。而得知這點小事又被報告給爺爺的雲璃卻不甚服氣。
「刀劍雖無血肉，但它們汲取鑄劍師的寄望，消納劍士的心志。你可有想過，劍離人手，便會失心？」
「可人也千差萬別。有用名劍彰顯身份只為行方便的人，有繼承家中好劍卻欺凌弱小的人，有拿雲騎兄長遺物之劍到處炫耀的人…我奪的是這些人的劍。」
懷炎望向雲璃身後，被取名為『老鐵』的熔鐵劍骸，劍鋒尚未鍛成，但利脊筆挺——就如眼前的女孩一般。
「反正我就是看不慣寶劍被人糟蹋。」
「那你將它贏來，以後就帶它出去了？」
「唔…可是我有老鐵了，這不是見異思遷嘛……」
「還有之前贏來的劍呢？又將它們束之高閣，蒙蔽其光？」
「當然不是！我沒想好…比武？打贏我就送！」
「強求劍意，強賦新鳴，可不是它們最好的歸屬。」
見雲璃懊惱茫然的神色，懷炎無奈地笑了聲，也鬆懈了威嚴的偽裝。
「你年紀尚小，倒也不用想這麼嚴肅的問題……」

但她無法不想，過去的記憶仍在敲打著她。窗外，落日之後便又是沉沉黑夜。
那做出抉擇的，究竟是劍，還是人？  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Why did you steal someone else's sword?"
Huaiyan sighed. As for Yunli, she resented the fact that something so minor had been reported to her grandfather once again.
"Although a sword is not made from flesh and blood, it still draws upon the hopes of its swordsmith and absorbs the ambition of its swordmaster. Did it never occur to you that a sword would lose its heart once it leaves the hands of its master?"
"But there are many types of people as well. There are those who make use of their famed swords to show off their status just for the sake of a little convenience, and others who rely on the great swords that they have inherited from their families to bully the weak. Some even go around flaunting the relic blades of their elder siblings, who are Cloud Knights... These are the people whose swords I've taken."
Huaiyan looked at the Blade of Forged Remnants behind Yunli that she had named Old Mettle. Even though the edge of the blade was still blunt and unfinished, it still stood tall and firm — just like the little girl before his eyes.
"I just can't stand for precious swords being wasted like that."
"Since you've won the sword, are you going to take it out with you next time?"
"Umm... But I already have Old Mettle. Wouldn't that be too fickle-minded of me..."
"Then what about the swords you've won previously? Are they being locked away, restricted from being able to showcase their brilliance?"
"Of course not! I haven't thought about it yet... What about sparring? I'll give them to anyone that beats me in a bout of sparring!"
"Forcing the sword's intent and bestowing them with a new purpose isn't the best future for them."
Seeing Yunli's frustration and hesitation, Huaiyan couldn't help but laugh, a crack showing in the stern front that he had put on.
"You're still young. There's no need for you to consider such a serious issue yet..."

However, she couldn't help but think about it as the memories of the past replayed in her mind. Outside, the sun was setting, bringing with it the darkness of the night.
So who actually makes the choice? The sword, or its wielder?

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
她將劍翻了個身，好讓火舌盡數吞沒劍體。熔兵劍爐里彌散著灼燒的熱溫，此時卻透出一股腥澀的怨味。

雲璃面無表情地看著窗外的夕陽。伴隨著年齡漸長，以前的疑問也逐漸有了答案。

歲陽…汲取人類的情緒、吞噬人類的感情…然而刀劍是武器，向敵的劍尖鑄滿殺意。煉入歲陽的利劍持續吸攝著刀光劍影里的嗔怒、嗜殺、暴戾，反噬執劍者的心智，最終成為「魔劍」。

「你知道他揮劍時的心情嗎？興奮…驕傲…唯我獨尊！他不過是個普通的雲騎，永遠的吊車尾！他幾百年甚至永遠也不可能實現的願望，是我替他完成了！你憑什麼——」
她又添了把火。魔劍之將死，其言也多，囉嗦。

「呵…你知道他曾丟下佩劍，上馬臨陣脫逃嗎？人類如此怯弱！你以為自己在做什麼有意義的事嗎？只要人類還有一絲一毫的欲望，你就不可能獵盡……」
在那之後，她確實立誓要獵盡魔劍，也想償付含光罪孽，但那人罪業固然難以罄盡，她也實在不屑與孽債同行。空氣被熱溫烘得有些扭曲，雲璃盛氣凜凜的神情卻無比清晰。
「雖然我看不慣好劍被爛人糟蹋，但我也不想看到好人被惡劍侵蝕。
「是寶劍是屠刀，不由你們這些只想嗜血的邪穢決定。
「壞人當罰，壞劍當熔。你嘛，乖乖回爐重造吧。」

爐火徹底吞噬了魔劍，鐵水伴著火星一起沸騰，宛若熔煉時劍髓的新生——這是她給出的答案。
「何不將魔劍熔去？熔為新生的鐵水靈液，既斷於無心，便等待有心之人再鑄劍鋒。」
她合上爐窗，高溫濃縮，無形熱浪裹挾著她的遐思。
一切正在重生。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

She flipped the sword over to allow the flames to better engulf its body. A sense of bitter resentment rose up within her despite the searing temperature of the Molten Remains.

Yunli stared expressionlessly into the sunset outside the window. With age, she had gradually found answers for the questions she once had.

Heliobi... absorb human emotions and devour their feelings... The blade, a weapon that when pointed at enemies would be filled with killing intent. When used in battle, the sword infused with a heliobus would continuously absorb rage, bloodthirst, and violent tendencies, and would then eat away at the mind of its wielder until it eventually became a "cursed sword."

"Do you know what he felt as he swung his sword? Exhilaration... Pride... A sense of self-importance! He was just an ordinary Cloud Knight who was always at the bottom of the barrel! I realized the wish that he could never have had achieved ever! Just what right do you have—"
She added another kindling to the fire. Why did cursed swords have to be so long-winded even in the face of destruction?

"Heh... Do you know that he once abandoned his sword and escaped on his horse? Humans are such cowards! Do you really think that there's any meaning in what you're doing? As long as humans retain the slightest desire, your hunt will never come to an end..."
From that day onward, she vowed to hunt down all the cursed swords and make up for Hanguang's sins. However, he had committed too many sins to atone for, and she truly felt disdain at having to bear such a sinful burden. Despite distortions in the air due to the high temperature, Yunli's prideful expression could clearly be seen.
"Although I cannot bear to watch good swords wasted on trash, I also refuse to see a good person corrupted by an evil sword.
"Whether it turns out to be a treasured sword or a butcher's knife is not something for you bloodthirsty and evil filth to decide.
"A bad man should be punished, and an evil sword should be melted down. As for you, accept your fate of being reforged in the furnace."

As the flames of the furnace completely engulfed the cursed sword, the molten iron bubbled alongside sparks from the fire, resembling the core of a new sword forming during forging — this was her answer.
"Why not just melt the cursed sword and turn it into beautiful molten iron? Since the sword met its end due to a lack of care, then it can wait for a worthy one to reforge its brilliance."
The temperature rose further as she shut the furnace door, waves of heat enveloping her thoughts.
Everything would undergo rebirth soon.

萬敵

角色詳情
那沉入迷霧的懸鋒，紛亂與戰爭之城！它的王室流著弒親的血脈，它的神明以災厄為名。
不死的邁德漠斯，離群的獅子，逐獵「紛爭」火種的黃金裔。你要忍受萬死，浴血還鄉，孤身背負瘋狂的宿命——弒王成王，弒神登神。征戰的鐵蹄踏遍荒野，終歸要沾上故鄉的血。  

Character Details

Kremnos, the mist-shrouded city of chaos and war! Its royal lineage is tainted with patricide, and its god bears the name of calamity.
The undying Mydeimos, the lion apart from the rest. Chrysos Heir who seeks the Coreflame of Strife, must suffer a thousand deaths, be bathed in blood on the path home, and bear the madness of fate alone.
— Kingslayer be king, godslayer be god. Iron-hooves pound across the wilderness for the campaign, and must eventually soak in the blood of their homeland.

角色故事•一（解鎖條件：角色等級20）
「在沿海城邦古老的傳說里，冥海曾誕育下堪比神明的生靈。據往來漁船所說，正有這樣的『海王』以幼童的相貌出沒于波濤之中，面目兇惡，紅顏青唇，以侵肌蝕骨的冥海之水沐浴，與兇惡殘暴的冥海之獸肉搏，渴飲鮮血，生啖骨肉。

據說它每一次沉入海底，不消多時便會自冥海重生。在約莫九年的時間中，重塑己身不下一萬次，最終撕裂巨妖，鮮血染紅千裏海面，卻無有噬肉的海獸敢來接近。

傳說那海王尾巴一甩，便可將眾多魚蝦卷上沙灘。曾有落難的漁民向天求救，被海王率領水兵救起。傳聞愈來愈超凡神妙，久而久之，甚至有漁民為海王繪製畫像，貼在船上以求出海平安。

近來又有傳言興起，說那所謂海王其實是王儲邁德漠斯的怨靈作祟，先王恐懼他背負的預言，在他出生後便將其擲入冥海，夭折的孩子死不瞑目，誓要獵盡冥海。但筆者認為這只不過是狡猾的懸鋒人想為自己臉上貼金，理由有三：

第一，就算懸鋒人素來有父子爭鬥、勝者為王的傳統，但怎會一出生將貴為王儲的人子扔下海中？
第二，就算懸鋒王歐利龐年老昏聵，聽信預言將子嗣扔進海中祭祀，一個幼兒怎麼可能有堪比神明的力量與巨妖搏鬥？
第三，就算有這樣的幼兒存在，他也絕不可能是懸鋒人。懸鋒人一個比一個自私粗野，又怎會幫助遭逢海難的漁民？
諸位讀者，接下來我將為你們揭曉真相：其實所謂的海王
——自然就是海洋的化身！」

——選段自歌爾巴尼帕爾圖書館藏
「威力海王傳考據」

「強。」

——男人的字跡  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

"In the ancient legends of the coastal city-states, the Sea of Souls is said to have birthed beings as mighty as gods. Fishermen speak of a king of the seas who appears among the waves as a young child, with a fierce countenance and bluish lips, bathing in the bone-chilling waters of the Sea of Souls, wrestling with its savage beasts, thirsting for blood, and devouring flesh and bone.

It is said that each time they sink to the seabed, they soon resurrect from the Sea of Souls. Over approximately nine years, they reforged themselves no less than ten thousand times, ultimately tearing apart a giant monster, staining the sea red for miles, yet no flesh-eating sea creature dared approach.

Legends speak of how that the king of the seas could sweep countless fish and shrimp onto the shore with a flick of the tail. Once, shipwrecked fishermen praying for salvation were rescued by the king alongside his crew. As the tales grew more fantastical over time, fishermen started painting the king on their boats, in the hope it will grant them safe voyages.

Rumors have emerged claiming that this so-called king of the seas is the vengeful spirit of the crown prince Mydeimos. Terrified by the prophecy he carried, his father, the former king, cast him into the Sea of Souls at birth. His life cut short, the child died with his grievances unredressed, vowing to scour the Sea of Souls. However, the writer believes this is merely the cunning Kremnoans trying to glorify themselves, for three reasons:

First, though the Kremnoans traditionally engage in father-son struggles where the victor becomes king, why would they throw a newborn crown prince into the sea?
Second, even if King Eurypon of Kremnos, grown old and senile, believed the prophecy and sacrificed his heir to the sea, how could an infant possess the divine strength to battle giant monsters?
Third, even if such a child existed, he could hardly be Kremnoan. Why would a Kremnoan, known for their selfish and brutal nature as they are, assist fishermen struck by disaster?
Dear readers, I will now reveal the truth: the so-called king of the seas
— Naturally, he is the embodiment of the ocean itself!"

— Excerpt from "Inquiry into the Legend of the Mighty Sea King"
archived in the Gibranipar Library collection

"Strong."

— A man's handwriting

角色故事•二（解鎖條件：角色等級40）
「那支孤軍散發著濃烈的血腥，像一支染血的長槍。那名領軍的戰士即是槍尖，永遠裹挾著深不見底的憤怒與仇恨刺向敵人。

自拉冬，經哀地里亞，再至厄涅俄努斯，他一次次自死亡回歸，也為所經之處帶來滔天的戰火。那令世人側目的厄涅俄努斯之戰中，未嘗一敗的克呂提俄斯高舉巨斧，萬箭自他的身後齊發。然而煙塵散去，火自血中沐浴而出，戰士的拳風如尖刺，撕開了克呂提俄斯的咽喉。

在那足以載入史詩的戰役後，戰士的真實身份越發撲朔迷離。那支軍隊明顯帶有懸鋒的訓練痕跡，但卻從未懸掛懸鋒的旗幟，無人知曉他們是遊蕩於戰場的懸鋒孤魂，還是失落家鄉已久的迷途人。

往來的吟遊詩人將那孤軍行旅編成哀傷的歌，在翁法羅斯帶著鐵鏽味的野風中，孤高的獅子帶著成群的老弱殘兵遷徙，尋找不存在的家園。

現實絕不會因殘酷改變自己的面貌。那些忠心耿耿追隨他的懸鋒子民，即便曾是精銳，也沒有他那神一般的不死之身。隨著歲月流逝，連懸鋒的神明已陷入瘋狂，凡人又該往何處去？

那孤高的人是否會將子民的命運背於己身，是否為自己戴上王的枷鎖？還是說，這只是他一廂情願的徒勞……」

——選段自歌爾巴尼帕爾圖書館藏
「翁法羅斯戰爭史」

「赫菲斯辛、帕狄卡斯、萊昂、托勒密，朴塞塔…你們的名字，必不遺落於歷史。」

——男人的字跡  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

"The lone army emits a strong scent of blood, like a blood-stained spear. The leading warrior, the speartip, is always enveloped in unfathomable rage and hatred, thrusting towards the enemy.

From Ladon, through Aidonia, to Aenionus, he returned from death time and again, leaving towering infernos of war in his wake. In the infamous Battle of Aenionus, the undefeated Klytius raised his massive axe as thousands of arrows darkened the sky behind him. Yet, when the smoke cleared and fire rose from the blood-soaked ground, the warrior's fist struck like a spear, tearing open Klytius's throat.

After that epic battle, the true identity of the warrior became yet more elusive. That army clearly bore the marks of Kremnoan training but had never flown Kremnos's flag. None know whether they are Kremnoan spirits wandering on the battlefield or lost souls who have long been away from their homeland.

Wandering bards turned the lone army's journey into mournful songs, while in the rust-flavored winds of Amphoreus, the lone lion led a group of old and weak soldiers as they wandered, searching for a nonexistent homeland.

Reality will never alter its face due to cruelty. The once-elite citizens of Kremnos who followed him were loyal but mortal, lacking his god-like immortality. As time wore on, and even the gods of Kremnos succumbed to madness, how could humanity hope to know whither they should go?

Will that proud, lonely man carry the weight of his people's fate alone? Will he bind himself to the chains of kingship? Or was it all just his wishful thinking..."

— Excerpt from "A History of the Wars of Amphoreus"
archived in the Gibranipar Library collection

"Hephaestion, Perdikkas, Leonnius, Ptolemy, Peucesta... your names will not be forgotten by history."

— A man's handwriting

角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「邁德漠斯啊！你這忘恩負義的背叛者，斷絕懸鋒精神的懦夫！

你弒殺先王，復仇成功，卻不接過重振王朝的責任，你的榮譽之心難道在冥海時被魚獸吞噬一空了麼？
你混跡於逐火的隊伍，被妖女的狂言誆騙，與出身低賤的士兵打成一片；你寧願將希望寄託於虛無縹緲的神諭，也不願相信你自己的雙拳！
懸鋒人渴望回到紛爭的故鄉，而你卻要我們遷往宿敵的城邦，你難道貪戀奧赫瑪的奢華麼？還是你早已被黃金浴池的水霧弄得神魂顛倒？

邁德漠斯啊！你有高貴的不死之身，豈可由那奧赫瑪的女人統領？你是逐獵的獅子，紛爭的使者，你難道忘記了捕獵者與獵物的不同嗎？

聽說不久之前，你與那自稱黃金裔的人從尼卡多利眷屬手中救下異邦的平民，不惜在那不見天明的長夜裡，任由身軀破碎，沐血而狂。
邁德漠斯啊！你的血不當為了那些無用的人而流，你當糾集軍隊，劫掠資源，如此，懸鋒才能在末世中搶奪一絲生機！

那所謂逐火的路將你變得面目全非，吾王，回來吧！王不需要同等之人，不需要夥伴，不需要懷疑，不需要拯救——倘若你還殘存最後一絲清醒，便向吾等發令吧！
讓懸鋒的榮耀凌駕於一切城邦之上！」

——選段自歌爾巴尼帕爾圖書館藏
「懸鋒元老院決議合集」

「繼續遷移。」

——男人的批示  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Mydeimos! You treacherous ingrate, you coward who has forsaken the spirit of Kremnos!

You slew the former king and had your vengeance, yet you shirked the duty of restoring the dynasty. Was your honor swallowed whole by the beasts of the Sea of Souls?
You roam among those who chase flames, swayed by the wild tales of a witch, fraternizing with low-born soldiers. You choose to pin your hopes on elusive oracles rather than trust in your strength!
The Kremnoans yearn to return to their war-torn homeland, yet you urge us to settle in the city-state of our sworn enemies. Have you grown enamored with the opulence of Okhema, or are you already bewitched by the mists rising from its golden baths?

Mydeimos! You, with your noble and immortal essence, how can you submit to that woman of Okhema? You are a predator, a messenger of Strife — have you lost sight of the difference between predator and prey?

Rumors swirl that you saved outlanders from Nikador's kin alongside the one claiming the mantle of Chrysos Heirs. In that endless Long Night, you let your body shatter, drenched in blood and madness.
Mydeimos! Your noble blood should not be wasted on such unworthy individuals! You should be rallying your armies and plundering resources to carve out a path for Kremnos's survival in these apocalyptic times!

That supposed Flame-Chase Journey has distorted you beyond recognition, my king! A king requires no equals, no allies, no doubts, no rescue — if any semblance of your clear mind lingers, command us!
Let Kremnos's glory eclipse all other city-states!"

— Excerpt from "Collected Resolutions of the Kremnos Council of Elders"
stored in the Gibranipar Library collection

"Keep moving."

— A man's directive

角色故事•四（解鎖條件：角色等級80）
「黎明聖城奧赫瑪為此世之中黑潮尚無法侵擾的淨土，但黑潮對其包圍之勢已顯而易見。

千年歷史，黑潮所過之處，生靈異化為非人的怪物，城邦風蝕為無人的廢墟，即便強盛如懸鋒，其神明亦被黑潮污染，一切荒廢無存。

逐火至今，大部分火種都已歸位，然而黑潮將臨，時間已所剩無幾，在再創世之前，如若奧赫瑪失守，一切都將前功盡棄。

筆者於此大膽揣測，在不久的將來，逐火的英雄必將與黑潮一戰。從以往記錄來看，哪怕是最為勇猛的戰士，也無法在黑潮中堅持長久。黃金裔英雄各有所長，若說此戰的希望，若非那驍勇的白厄，便會落在邁德漠斯身上。

當然，那不僅是因為邁德漠斯作為此世勇者之冠，拒絕死亡的天生之命，也不僅因為懸鋒舊城位處抵擋黑潮的關要。縱然邁德漠斯如懸鋒的獅子般一生遷徙多次，最後停留在離誕生地極遠的地方，孤高的王也絕無可能在他國中稱臣。一旦安頓好子民，將使命視作生命的邁德漠斯必定歸鄉，只不過這一次，他背負的不只是懸鋒人的希望，更是世界的未來。

塔蘭頓的祭司曾預言，千年紛爭的歷史始於懸鋒，亦將終結於懸鋒。或許在未來的某一日，那不死之身踏入黑潮，方生方死，那會是怎樣的境況，怎樣的悲壯……」

——選段自歌爾巴尼帕爾圖書館藏
「逐火觀察：黑潮專題」

「一如冥海，一如既往。」

——男人新近的批註  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

"The holy city of Okhema remains one of the last pure lands untouched by the black tide. Yet, the encirclement of the black tide around it has become unmistakably clear.

For a thousand years, wherever the black tide has swept, life has been twisted into inhuman monstrosities, and city-states have been eroded by the wind into desolate ruins. Even a stronghold like Kremnos saw its gods tainted by the black tide, leaving nothing but wastelands in its wake.

Most of the Coreflames had been restored, yet as the black tide approached, we found ourselves desperately short on time. All we have achieved will have been in vain should Okhema fall before the Era Nova.

The author boldly speculated that, soon, the heroes chasing the flame would inevitably face a decisive battle against the black tide. Historical records showed that even the most valiant warriors could not endure long within the black tide. Among the Chrysos Heir heroes, if there was any hope for this battle, it would either rest upon the fearless Phainon or fall to Mydeimos.

This wasn't merely because Mydeimos hailed as the bravest in this world, carried a destiny that defied death, nor was it solely because the old city of Kremnos occupied a strategic choke point against the black tide. Even though Mydeimos, like the lion of Kremnos, had migrated countless times in his life and ultimately settled far from his birthplace, the solitary king would never submit to foreign rule. Once he had settled his people, Mydeimos, who regarded his mission as his very essence, would undoubtedly return home. Yet, this time, he bore not only the hopes of the Kremnoans but also the future of the entire world.

Talanton's priests once prophesied that the millennium of Strife that started in Kremnos would also find its end there. Perhaps, one day, that eternal figure will face the black tide — suspended between life and death. Imagine such a scene, such a profound tragedy..."

— Excerpt from "Flame-Chasing Observations: Black Tide Special Report"
archived in the Gibranipar Library collection

"As with the Sea of Souls, as it has always been."

— A recently-made annotation in a man's handwriting