Errand Chronicle 9049 · Entry #41

[Atoraxxion] Ancients' Record

Yaz

Objective
Talk to Lafi who is looking at the ancient record.
Get on the floating platform to meet Lafi inspecting the ancient record;
Dialogue
Yaz Dialogue
Lafi is over there.
He seemed very impressed at the sight of the Amarillos...
He said he wanted to investigate further and just took off? That man.
So engrossed with relics of the past, he hasn't even noticed how much you've grown!
You were about to say..."it feels like just yesterday you were whipping wolves
outside the ancient chamber!" ...You're the one stuck in the past.
Yaz Dialogue (Alt)
You were about to say..."it feels like just yesterday you were whipping wolves
outside the ancient chamber!" ...You're the one stuck in the past.
Yaz Completion
Alrighty... Everyone worked so hard... I'll hold off on the scolding.
There is something called the "Atoraxxion Repair Manual" within the Sol Magia.
Not long after we returned to Atoraxxion...
We were gathered in front of a dust-laden Protokea.
Orze was as silent as the Goddess of Darkness in her stronghold,
Syca muttered to himself incessantly, nodding his head.
It sounds like my name... but I lacked the strength to respond.
Regardless... Vaha had something to say.
At this rate, we'll starve to death
or we'll eat each other alive.
Let us keep our dignity.
We get to choose how it ends for us.
Let's all get some rest inside the Kyve.
A long and timeless sleep, as the Master once did...
But lest we become like our master, though he tried his very best, let us
free ourselves from this preordained destiny, to some unknown vista far from here.
Someone in the future will awaken us.
Perhaps that person may even need our help.
Of course... It's also my first time creating something like this.
Though it may fail... anything is better than.. this.
He looked into Orze's eyes as he continued to speak
and nobody stood to oppose him.
To have the choice to face death without pain...
This option was one that intrigued us.
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Summary
Alrighty... Everyone worked so hard... I'll hold off on the scolding.
There is something called the "Atoraxxion Repair Manual" within the Sol Magia.
Not long after we returned to Atoraxxion...
We were gathered in front of a dust-laden Protokea.
Orze was as silent as the Goddess of Darkness in her stronghold,
Syca muttered to himself incessantly, nodding his head.
It sounds like my name... but I lacked the strength to respond.
Regardless... Vaha had something to say.
At this rate, we'll starve to death
or we'll eat each other alive.
Let us keep our dignity.
We get to choose how it ends for us.
Let's all get some rest inside the Kyve.
A long and timeless sleep, as the Master once did...
But lest we become like our master, though he tried his very best, let us
free ourselves from this preordained destiny, to some unknown vista far from here.
Someone in the future will awaken us.
Perhaps that person may even need our help.
Of course... It's also my first time creating something like this.
Though it may fail... anything is better than.. this.
He looked into Orze's eyes as he continued to speak
and nobody stood to oppose him.
To have the choice to face death without pain...
This option was one that intrigued us.