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2 | 1 | 1 | 101 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory334.png | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
3 | 2 | 2 | 401 | 1 | 12 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
4 | 3 | 3 | 301 | DialogEnable | Every time she gazes at the blue planet, she has an inexplicable feeling in her heart. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
5 | 4 | 4 | 301 | The blue planet known as Earth is said to be the cradle of mankind. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
6 | 5 | 5 | 301 | But in reality, she never regarded the planet as her home. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
7 | 6 | 6 | 301 | After all, she has been living among the clouds and stars since her birth. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
8 | 7 | 7 | 301 | Her parents, who were once residents of Earth, never shied away from sharing stories with her about the former glories of mankind. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
9 | 8 | 8 | 301 | They said that it was an era of human ignorance. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
10 | 9 | 9 | 301 | It was an era of human courage. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
11 | 10 | 10 | 301 | It was an era when mankind was full of longing for all the beauty of the universe. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
12 | 11 | 11 | 301 | She could not understand the true meaning of these words, but she could feel the sincerity hidden deep within their hearts. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
13 | 12 | 12 | 301 | Pride, sentiment... And lingering pain. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
14 | 13 | 13 | 301 | Like a somber needle stabbing at her heart. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
15 | 14 | 14 | 301 | So she inevitably began to yearn for the blue planet. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
16 | 15 | 15 | 301 | All who lay eyes on the blue planet cannot help becoming enchanted by its beauty. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
17 | 16 | 16 | 301 | Even while quietly viewing from afar through the observation filter in Babylonia, the softest nerve in your heart will be affected by it. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
18 | 17 | 17 | 301 | The storms described in stories do not exist in Babylonia, only on the blue planet. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
19 | 18 | 18 | 301 | Rainbows described in stories do not exist in Babylonia, only on the blue planet. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
20 | 19 | 19 | 301 | Why did humanity wish to free themselves from the shackles of gravity so urgently? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
21 | 20 | 20 | 301 | —She had such doubts. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
22 | 21 | 21 | 301 | Flowers are a rare sight in Babylonia. Precious resources are not allowed to be wasted on flora solely for the purpose of viewing. Such fantastical things can only exist in photo albums and stories. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
23 | 22 | 22 | 301 | If possible... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
24 | 23 | 23 | 301 | She wants to see a sunrise with her own eyes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
25 | 24 | 24 | 301 | She wants to see stars spread across the night sky with her own eyes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
26 | 25 | 25 | 301 | She wants to see rainfall form a river with her own eyes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
27 | 26 | 26 | 301 | She wants to see snowflakes cover the ground in a blanket of white with her own eyes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
28 | 27 | 27 | 301 | The changing of seasons, the waxing and waning of the moon, the thunder in spring and the rustling pines in winter... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
29 | 28 | 28 | 301 | Fields of various grains. Grassy hillsides where sheep frolic. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
30 | 29 | 29 | 301 | Verdant fields waving in the wind. Banks where golden flowers grow. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
31 | 30 | 30 | 301 | Flocks of goldfinches. Lush vineyards. Barren seashores. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
32 | 31 | 31 | 301 | If what is portrayed in stories really exists... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
33 | 32 | 32 | 301 | She really really wanted to see it with her own eyes. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
34 | 33 | 33 | 301 | ... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
35 | 34 | 34 | 301 | ... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
36 | 35 | 35 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | ... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
37 | 36 | 36 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgCg/Cg1801_3.jpg | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
38 | 37 | 37 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | How long has it been? She could not remember. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
39 | 38 | 38 | 301 | What seemed like only a brief moment also felt like an eternity. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
40 | 39 | 39 | 301 | —[Selena]. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
41 | 40 | 40 | 301 | The pain that keeps pressing her heart stops suddenly upon hearing this name called out. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
42 | 41 | 41 | 301 | The moment she opens her eyes, she recalls what all had happened. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
43 | 42 | 42 | 301 | The original promise was now a nightmare. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
44 | 43 | 43 | 301 | What she wants to protect has become the source of sin. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
45 | 44 | 44 | 301 | At first, she only wanted to inherit the legacy of her companions. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
46 | 45 | 45 | 301 | But why has she ended up here? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
47 | 46 | 46 | 301 | She knows within her heart what to do now. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
48 | 47 | 47 | 301 | Embracing the black needle left by the familiar yet strange human, she thrusts it into her power source. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
49 | 48 | 48 | 301 | Let everything end here. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
50 | 49 | 49 | 301 | Looking up, she seems to catch a glimpse of sky light. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
51 | 50 | 50 | 301 | At that moment, all of her misery fades away. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
52 | 51 | 51 | 301 | Is this what looking up at the sky from the surface of Earth feels like? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
53 | 52 | 52 | 301 | It's so beautiful that people forget fear, pain and hatred. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
54 | 53 | 53 | 301 | Bathed in the brilliance, she feels like everything is gradually evaporating away. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
55 | 54 | 54 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | Before everything disappears, a poem left by the Golden Age suddenly appears in her the chaotic and collapsing M.I.N.D.— | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
56 | 55 | 999 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory00.png | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
57 | 56 | 55 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | To see a world in a grain of sand, | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
58 | 57 | 56 | 301 | And a heaven in a wild flower, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
59 | 58 | 57 | 301 | Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
60 | 59 | 58 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | And eternity in an hour. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
61 | 60 | 59 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory336.png | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
62 | 61 | 60 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | 1000 | Her remains lay quietly on the dry, scorched earth. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
63 | 62 | 61 | 301 | The remnants of the scattered Red Tide squirm toward her like maggots. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
64 | 63 | 62 | 301 | Part of the Red Tide once again attaches to her remains, absorbing her strength in preparation to condense her remains into the monster from before. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
65 | 64 | 63 | 301 | One foot steps onto the Red Tide. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
66 | 65 | 64 | 301 | The deadly Red Tide ripples like a puddle beneath her foot. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
67 | 66 | 65 | 301 | She stops, lowers her eyes, and looks down at the broken remains, as if observing a small flower poking out from within a crack in the rock. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
68 | 67 | 66 | 301 | ??? | If... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
69 | 68 | 67 | 301 | The light words are scattered by the wind. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
70 | 69 | 68 | 301 | As if she had received some response, she leans down and extends her hand toward the blue light on the chest of the remains. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
71 | 70 | 73 | 301 | Selena | ... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
72 | 71 | 74 | 301 | The disfigured body trembles violently. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
73 | 72 | 75 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | The Hetero-Creature bound to Selena seems to receive instructions. Standing in a savage posture of growing ferocity, it suddenly turns into a surging red liquid, plentiful and flowing, gradually fading from Selena's body. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
74 | 73 | 76 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgCg/Cg1801_5.jpg | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
75 | 74 | 77 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Selena | ... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
76 | 75 | 78 | 301 | She raises her finger as if to bush aside the messy hair around the ears of the reborn girl. However, she does not touch her even up until she finally retracts her hand. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
77 | 76 | 79 | 301 | The Hetero-Core fragment turns to powder in her hands. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
78 | 77 | 83 | 301 | 1 | AniZhuanchangBegin | She leaves without looking back. |