Scenario:Sophia - Tracing the Past

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Tracing the Past

On an island scarred by war, Sophia uses her power to view the tragic past of primal beasts. Zooey suggests that some are saved simply by having their pain known, but Sophia isn't quite convinced. She meets Sandalphon later and ponders over his thoughts about sins of the past never fading unless history itself is changed.



Sophia: ...
Taking in the stillness of the ravaged island, Sophia waves her staff and taps into her power to see the past.
She keeps her eyes closed to focus, offering a silent prayer.
Vyrn: Whew, I'm on edge just watchin'. Looks like this place really matters to Sophia.
Lyria: That clerical robe must be what Sophia changes into when stepping into holy grounds. She seems different.
The crew has come to an island considered a battleground of the War. Many primal beasts slumber here to this day.
Sophia, a Zeyen priestess, is on a pilgrimage of holy grounds across the skies as part of her training.
While in search of a holy grounds map she'd lost, Sophia crossed paths with (Captain) and ended up joining the crew.
Lyria: According to Sophia, all battlefields during the War are now considered to be holy grounds by Zeyen's teachings.
Lyria: She mentioned being able to see the past through remnants of primal power. I wonder what she's seeing right now...
(Captain) understands all too well how Lyria feels when she lowers her gaze in sorrow.
(Captain) and Lyria were once removed from the world by a surrogate of Cosmos, the primal beast of arbitration.
Yuni, the envoy of Cosmos, took the chance to show them the history of primal beasts.
Encounters and farewells, conflicts and inner struggles—seeing the path tread by every primal weighed heavily on their hearts.
Sophia: Phew...
Vyrn: Sophia's done with her spell. Let's go.
Vyrn: Heya, Sophia! Everything turn out okay?
Sophia: Mm...
Sophia: It took some time since there was so much to see, but yes, I'm done.
Sophia: ...
Lyria: Um... Are you okay? You look kind of pale.
Sophia: Ah, sorry! I just need a moment to recover from the tragic memories I witnessed.
  1. Take it easy.


Choose: Take it easy.

Sophia: Ahaha... I'm sure it's nothing compared to what you saw in the past, (Captain).
Sophia: And as a priestess, I'm trained for this sort of thing after all!
Zooey: I sensed a presence on the island and came to take a look. It's a surprise to see you all.
Zooey, a surrogate of Cosmos, shows up before everyone.
Freed of her arbitration duty ever since the incident revolving around Cosmos, Zooey has been on shore leave.
Lyria: Zooey! I thought you went looking for Geo.
Zooey: I apologize for not telling you sooner, but I've already tracked Geo down and had a talk with him.
Zooey: Instead of returning immediately, I decided to take a little detour to clear my head.
Lyria: Did something happen between you and Geo? You didn't fight, I hope...
Zooey: No, nothing like that. Conversing with Geo has taught me the true meaning of loneliness.
Zooey: Curious about the lament of primals beasts that led to his manifestation, I decided to look into it myself.
Zooey: I thought returning to this island might give me some clues.
Lyria: So that's what happened.
Sophia: The lament of primal beasts?
Zooey explains the circumstances under which Geo manifested.
Sophia: Their lament was so great that it resulted in the appearance of another surrogate? Oh my...
Zooey: It wasn't until I confronted him that I finally began to understand the underlying reason behind his actions.
Zooey: He felt something that I didn't—something that he could never let go of.
Zooey: I thought I had to... No, I wanted to know where exactly he was coming from.
Zooey: It was my personal wish as someone who was no longer arbitrator.
Sophia: You're so kind at heart, Zooey.
Zooey: Though I doubt knowing will change anything...
Sophia: That's not true. Even Zeyen's teachings say that the path to enlightenment starts with wanting to be enlightened.
Sophia: Some gain peace of mind when others are able to sympathize with them.
Zooey: You think so?
Sophia: I know so! For sure...
Zooey: Oh? Thank you. Your words give me courage.
Sophia: Offering guidance to the lost is part of a priestess's job.
Zooey: I'm going to continue my stroll across the island a while longer. I hope you don't mind, (Captain).
  1. Take as much time as you need.


Choose: Take as much time as you need.

Zooey: I'll see you later on the ship.
Zooey ventures deeper into the old battlegrounds of the island.
Sophia: ...
Vyrn: Everything all right? You've been lookin' down in the mouth.
Sophia: Oh, yes! I'm fine. I didn't mean to make you worry!
Sophia: I wonder if what I just said to Zooey might have been a bit rude...
Vyrn: Rude? What part?
Lyria: Eep! Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt!
Sophia: You must be starving from waiting all that time. How about we go back to the ship?
Lyria: Yeah! We'll be meeting someone for lunch though. You're welcome to join us, Sophia.
Sophia: If I won't be intruding, then perhaps I will.
(Captain) and company are seated at a corner table of the Grandcypher's dining hall.
Sandalphon: I don't mind making extra coffee, though I don't think we've spoken before.
Sophia: Nice to meet you. I'm Sophia, a traveling priestess.
Sophia: I didn't expect our lunch to be with a primal beast... I'm a bit nervous just being here.
Lyria: Didn't you say before that you'd like to talk to more primal beasts, Sophia?
Sophia: Yes. While I've spoken to Rosetta many times before...
Sophia: I get a little uneasy when meeting a primal beast for the first time, like with Zooey earlier.
Vyrn: Wouldja believe Sandalphon's kind of a granddaddy of 'em all? He's an archangel—one of the earliest primal beasts to be created.
Vyrn: He can be a handful though, which is why I've got nicknames like Grumplephon and Queasyphon for the guy.
Sandalphon: Haha... That's rich, coming from someone who flip-flops between dragon and lizard.
Vyrn: Say that again! You sandal, sandal, sandal-face!
Sophia: Haha, you two get along really well. I'm glad you're a friendly one.
Sandalphon: Heh... The water should be boiling by now. I'll be back with the coffee.
Lyria: So what was it that was on your mind, Sophia? Would you like to talk about it?
Sophia: Oh, that... This mostly stems from my inexperience, but...
Sophia continues after a brief silence.
Sophia: Having toured many holy grounds as a Zeyen priestess, I've been able to see the past of many primal beasts and Astrals.
Sophia: I decipher the knowledge of Astrals so that we may apply it to our own lives. I tell people that believing in the blessing of Astrals grants them good fortune.
Sophia: I've always held my duty close to heart. And I've learned so much through my pilgrimage. Yet...
Sophia: Diving into primals' history and seeing so many of them entering slumber from great exhaustion, I can't help but wonder...
Lyria: Wonder about what?
Sophia: I'm not entirely confident that knowing the past will help us save those who feel trapped in the past...
Sophia: Yet I told Zooey that there is meaning in knowing the past. How irresponsible of me...
Lyria: I see what you mean...
Lyria: But she did say that your words gave her courage.
Sophia: I simply told her what I was taught.
Sophia: But it takes a lot more to understand in earnest Zeyen's teachings and gain the blessing of Astrals.
Sophia: As I am now, I probably could not save someone in the truest sense...
Lyria: Sophia...
Sandalphon: The blessing of Astrals, eh? Skydwellers come up with the strangest ideas.
Sandalphon returns with a tray of freshly made fragrant coffee.
Sophia: What a wonderful scent. Thank you.
Sophia: Though I'm curious what you find strange about the idea. For one thing, Astral technology is far more advanced than ours.
Sandalphon: It's hard to look up to Astrals when you know Lucilius and Beelzebub as well as I did.
Sandalphon: Not like I'm much better considering I once tried plunging the skies into the Crimson Horizon, but those guys were the worst.
Sophia: Huh? The worst?
Vyrn: Even Astrals come in all types, I guess.
Vyrn: Orchid's dad was a great guy, but Loki's nothin' but trouble.
Sandalphon: Lucilius wished for the world's demise, while Beelzebub wished to conquer the world.
Sandalphon: From what Michael and the other primarchs tell me, they were absolute heretics. Doesn't feel right for people to worship Astrals.
Sophia: I see...
Lyria: Um, just so we all know...
Lyria: Sophia has been on pilgrimage of holy grounds while training to spread Zeyen's teachings. So...
Vyrn: Yeah, sorry. Didn't mean to badmouth Astrals.
Sophia: Oh, please don't worry about it!
As if trying to play it off, Sophia brings her coffee mug to her lips.
Sophia: ...!
It's bitter!
Lyria: Oh, is this your first time drinking coffee? Here, try adding some sugar and milk.
Sophia: Sorry... I've never been very fond of bitter foods or drinks...
Sandalphon: ...
Sophia: O-oh my gosh! What an inconsiderate thing of me to say...
Sandalphon: No, it's my fault for not telling you that coffee is bitter.
Sandalphon: And... I apologize for being a bit inconsiderate myself.
Half-slumping, Sandalphon dips his head deferentially.
Sophia: No, really, it's okay! What you said gives me a lot to think about.
Sophia: Besides, I always did think it was strange to blindly believe in the Astrals without ever questioning why.
Sophia: We followers of Zeyen have saved many people through our knowledge of Astral wisdom. That's a fact.
Sophia: But Astrals leaving the primals behind and never treating them with kindness is also a fact.
Sophia: There are many people who've experienced similarly tragic pasts...
Sophia: Upon learning the truth about their situations, I need to figure out a way to save them too.
Sandalphon: Saving others from a tragic past? That's not an easy thing you're trying to do.
Sophia: You think so?
Sandalphon: Regret comes in an instant, and you can't shake it off no matter how hard you try.
Sandalphon: Sins committed don't just disappear. Not unless you change the past...
Sophia: Change the past?
Sandalphon: Heh... I'm just talking nonsense. Don't mind me.
Sophia: ...
Hearing those words puts a melancholy expression on Sophia's face.
Her fingers still on the mug's handle, the rising steam from the coffee continues to release a fragrant bitterness.