forked from PGR/ascnet
5.9 KiB
5.9 KiB
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2 | 1 | 1 | 101 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory547.jpg | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
3 | 2 | 2 | 401 | 1 | 50 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
4 | 3 | 3 | 301 | DialogEnable | She walks forward. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
5 | 4 | 4 | 301 | She has been walking for a very long time, uncertain where to go. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
6 | 5 | 5 | 301 | But when she reaches this place, she feels like she should stay here for a while. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
7 | 7 | 7 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | Walking along the ruins, she finds an underground theater. Its spacious hall and the dilapidated interior tell the story of the theater's past grandeur. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
8 | 8 | 8 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory528.jpg | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
9 | 9 | 9 | 201 | 1 | 500428 | 8 | -400 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
10 | 10 | 10 | 201 | 2 | 500260 | 400 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
11 | 11 | 11 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | 1 | There is no music in this place, only two dying figures. One of them is quite young, the other fairly senior. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
12 | 12 | 12 | 301 | The girl is clearly sick, her hasty breathing seemingly blowing away what little life she has left. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
13 | 13 | 13 | 301 | The old soldier leans on the crumbling backdrop, his injuries suggesting that he was in an intense battle. The red lights from his wounds are particularly blinding. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
14 | 14 | 14 | 301 | They seem to be infected with some virus. She should remember the name, but she cannot. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
15 | 15 | 15 | 301 | Soldier | Aargh... C-calling conservation area 184... I've found the missing kid... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
16 | 16 | 16 | 301 | Soldier | I was attacked by Corrupted during the mission... I'm damaged beyond the threshold... Please send reinforcement... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
17 | 17 | 17 | 202 | 1 | 2 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
18 | 18 | 18 | 201 | 1 | 500291 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
19 | 19 | 19 | 301 | 1 | She knows those words. She has heard them before. | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
20 | 20 | 20 | 301 | Not here. Somewhere far away, where a young girl cried in the same way. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
21 | 21 | 21 | 301 | She does not want to hear that cry anymore. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
22 | 22 | 22 | 301 | She steps forward, hoping to assist the two figures. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
23 | 23 | 23 | 301 | But as she approaches them, the girl's breathing gets faster, and the limping body of the soldier tenses up. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
24 | 24 | 24 | 301 | Did... she do that? Hesitant, she stops. She dares not to get closer, seeing how their conditions worsen. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
25 | 25 | 25 | 301 | Suddenly, the soldier raises a hand, seemingly trying to get up. His damaged frame gives in soon, however, falling forward after moving a few inches. But she finds his trembling finger pointing toward her. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
26 | 26 | 26 | 301 | She looks down and sees a device. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
27 | 27 | 27 | 204 | 1 | 3 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
28 | 28 | 28 | 301 | The gap in her mind seems to be filled up perfectly by the shape of this device. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
29 | 29 | 29 | 301 | It is a transmitter, she realizes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
30 | 30 | 30 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | She turns on the device that the soldier cannot reach. After a brief pause, she decides to input the soldier's cry from earlier as well. Then she leaves before her memory returns to her like a deadly tempest. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
31 | 31 | 31 | 202 | 1 | 2 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
32 | 32 | 32 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory0.png | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
33 | 33 | 33 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | ... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
34 | 34 | 34 | 301 | She keeps walking forward. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
35 | 35 | 35 | 301 | She has been walking for a very long time, uncertain where to go. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
36 | 36 | 36 | 301 | She seems to be traveling in a universe. Not that she remembers what a universe is exactly, but she can feel the boundless space when she thinks of that word. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
37 | 37 | 37 | 301 | Then, she stops. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
38 | 38 | 38 | 301 | Light purple petals enter her view, spreading all over the field. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
39 | 39 | 39 | 301 | As if the boundless universe suddenly opens a purple eye, she is drawn by a tender but unwavering gravity. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
40 | 40 | 40 | 301 | She reaches the eye. She can hear the rustling of the flowers by her feet. For a moment, she is surrounded by the gravity of love, and the empty void of space leaves her in an instant. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
41 | 41 | 41 | 301 | Then she hears a call. She turns around. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
42 | 42 | 42 | 501 | Assets/Product/Effect/Prefab/FxUi/FxUiStoryNew/FxUiStoryWhiteNew.prefab | 2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
43 | 43 | 43 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgCg/Cgqz2903.jpg | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
44 | 44 | 44 | 301 | The stars that have watched this planet for millennia turn to watch her. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
45 | 45 | 45 | 301 | She feels dizzy and dazed in their gazes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
46 | 46 | 46 | 301 | But she does not stop looking. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
47 | 47 | 47 | 301 | She watches them one by one, going over one eye after another. At last, she stops on one of them. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
48 | 48 | 48 | 301 | She can see it blinking. It seems to be singing to her. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
49 | 49 | 49 | 301 | She feels compelled to respond. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
50 | 50 | 50 | 301 | 1 | AniZhuanchangBegin | So she sings, quietly, to the star. |