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…and you. - 0304_Hello, Worlds - Chapter 5: ・│・│・・│・ - Episode 3
Orologia searches for a route where the wedges do not develop personalities hostile to mortals. The wedge looks into certain unstable life-forms such as true dragons as a possible point of intervention.
Orologia: A fresh hell awaits no matter how many times I repeat things!
Orologia: It's looking like Akasha has to fall under imperial control, for use in particular by this Freesia person...
Orologia: I hate to let that happen because of all the trouble it brings to the singularity and Lyria, but...
Orologia: Sigh... Why is making things easier for (Captain) such an impossible task?
Orologia: Sooner or later, the other wedges will have fully formed personalities based on feedback from the world.
Orologia: It would be quite distressing if they were to turn out antagonistic toward mortals...
Orologia: Before we reach that point in reality, I must find the routes where that does not come to pass.
Orologia: I suppose I should start by investigating things that seem unstable, that might cause a route to take a dive.
Choose: Investigate unstable true dragons.
Orologia: Although the existence of the true dragons helps to offset the Sky Realm's accumulated distortions...
Orologia: They can no longer function as a mere system once they've developed personalities.
Orologia: As much as I wish they would remain true to their original roles...
Orologia: That doesn't seem possible without some effort on my part.
Deirdre: Pure anger fills my entire being.
Deirdre: Before I am completely overtaken by uncontrollable rage, I think back to a pact from centuries ago—a pact that has just been broken.
Deirdre: Every 300 years, I enter a new vessel that is created with the help of the royal family's magical powers. In exchange, I defend Alster Island from monsters.
Deirdre: It is a pact I formed with the first ruler of Irestill, with whom I fought alongside during the War.
Deirdre: Why would the mortals of today be so eager to break a pact that is purely advantageous to them?
Deirdre: That does raise doubt within me, as I face their soldier sent upon the eve of another 300 years.
Deirdre: But such doubts matter little in the face of my soul-wrenching wrath.
Deirdre: I entrusted the root of my being to that pact, and for them to now deny it is to deny my existence.
Deirdre: Mortals are completely oblivious to the fact that I, as a true dragon, am one of the pillars that helps to uphold the Sky Realm.
Deirdre: Their hopelessly blind ignorance is the kindling that feeds the fire of my rage. The voice of reason slowly withers away.
Deirdre: Giving in to my indignation, I raise my voice.
Deirdre: Damn... you...
???: !
Deirdre: Foolish mortal! You are going to pay dearly for thrusting that spear into me!
Deirdre: I unleash a torrent of power at the blond mortal who managed to strike at my core.
Deirdre: My magic rends his body and forcefully slams it into the ground, yet he still breathes.
???: Urgh!
Deirdre: You continue to draw breath... Very well. Then you shall bathe in my blood and spend the remainder of your life as my dragonian!
Deirdre: Follow me, dragonian! Use your spear to punish those who would dare to break the pact!
???: ...
Deirdre: The power I had once used to quell the monsters of the island is now empowering them.
Deirdre: Following behind me and the dragonian is an onslaught of enraged monsters. We wreak havoc on Irestill.
Deirdre: Even with the kingdom and island brought to ruin, my anger will not subside until it extinguishes the fire of my life as well.
Deirdre: This is what it means to break a pact with a true dragon.
Choose: Investigate unstable life-forms.
Orologia: To the Sky Realm, some of the creatures born from War-era technology may have seemed a tad bit shocking.
Orologia: The invention of airships brought about an explosion in the speed of information flow and technological advancements.
Orologia: Even the despised and shunned technology of the Jorha, by simple fact of existing in the Sky Realm, has a chance of getting around.
Orologia: Some of that might be worth keeping an eye on, I bet.
Lennah: What was I doing?
Lennah: Ah yes, I was thinking of putting a smile on people's faces via the flowers I create.
Lennah: I was wavering for some reason, but... I can't remember why.
Lennah: Here you go.
Girl: Flowers and... seeds? No, fruit. Can I really have all these?
Lennah: Of course, just make sure to share. Let's make the world bloom with flowers and put smiles on everyone's faces.
Girl: I will! Thank you, miss!
Lennah: The fruit I bear, when eaten, grants happiness by gradually turning one's body into a tree.
Lennah: Branches sprout forth from the trunk, complete with leaves. Mana is drained from the body to nurture the beautiful flowers that come about.
Lennah: Once the transformation is complete, the mother-tree Jinkazouki—the source of all this power—will welcome them into the family.
Lennah: Inside Jinkazouki, we're all together and all the same. There is no sadness because we never have to say goodbye.
Lennah: Never having to be lonely again, always smiling with each other.
Lennah: Jinkazouki was a vessel created as a means of storing mana for use in battle against the Astrals.
Lennah: Yes, we skydwellers created Jinkazouki, meaning it could not possibly be harmful to us.
Lennah: As one who has been welcomed into Jinkazouki and had my body recreated, I know this from firsthand experience.
Lennah: As much as I wished to remain inside, I don't mind contributing to the greater good and making more friends by spreading the mother-tree's seeds.
Lennah: Teehee. I can't wait until everyone out there is as happy as I am.
Lennah: May you find happiness too amid all the flowers.
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