Waking From the Great Dream

I... I sense "reason." Visitors, are you the successors to Narzissenkreuz, or are you a threat?

You have drawn your weapons. I see your answer.

Narzissenkreuz...

Huh? This thing's Narzissenkreuz?

If you have heard my name, then you know of my quest to save the world, and there is a chance that you can be saved.

You draw your weapons at me only because you have been misled by untruths. But this is no time for me to waste my powers.

Wonder and rejoice. When all is over, I shall explain, I shall demonstrate. But now, place the Holy Blade in my hand and flee to safety.

We're not giving you the Holy Blade.

Foolish, foolish. But I forgive you and will save you nevertheless.

I can sense that the four orthants have been reversed. But the tree of flowing is not yet complete.

It is no longer possible to save everyone. I will extend my benevolence as far as possible, even if it makes an overdraft of my own life force.

If only five in ten can be saved, I will strive to save six in ten.

Now, I shall come to take the Holy Blade.

Impossible... I had already reached the stage of "no return." How have I fallen to this point?

And I have lost all control of the Primordial Sea.

Why, why has this happened? Why, why did you do this?

The new world cannot be born. All will die in a shell, a husk of a dream!

Paimon reckons you're the one who should try waking up from your dream.

The end of the world is the kind of thing that everyone should work together to stop.

I see. The Holy Blade is not on my side. With each swing, it cuts through the universal will that surrounds me.

Until, at last, my weak, ordinary self has returned to its physical body.

Indeed, I can sense changes in the values originally entered into the world-formula.

Someone has seized control of the life-force, and someone has opened the beast-realm.

And then, there is one more variable. That is you.

The person fated to see the all-consuming whale put to flight. The one who shall witness all.

I see, I see.

I once dreamed of becoming one just like you. But that dream is now shattered.

All I have done is meaningless. An empty dream.

No, less than a dream, even. A dream is at least harmless. But I... No, you, and they... have paid so much for all I have done.

Narzissenkreuz.

Oh, it's you. I didn't see you there.

Do you know who I actually am?

Names are just labels. But yes, I am most familiar with the two colors that mix in your soul.

Director Lyris does not know what has happened. She just holds onto Mary-Ann, who herself still clings to life.

She cannot understand such a complex present and future, and hopes just to retain the past. And so, she does the only thing she can.

My name is Ann.

In that case, hello, Ann.

I am willing to forgive you.

What an odd thing to say. From the very start, my plans have had lofty and sacred aims. Selfishness has never come into it.

None may judge or criticize me, nor do I need forgiveness.

Your aims may have been lofty, but your insanity has harmed many.

You did not even enter the formula correctly... and what's wrong with being forgiven for a mistake?

...You are right. I apologize.

So please, Narzissenkreuz, come back with us. There are other people you need to see.

This guy seems to have become much more cooperative. But a request like that...

Of course.

Huh? Doesn't this sorta thing usually require some inner struggle and hours of persuasion?

As I have said before, I do not feel that I have done anything wrong. My mission has failed, but the world has been saved nonetheless.

Let others mock and curse me. I am empty within now. Only one desire remains.

What is it?

I, too, wish to return to the very beginning — to the time before the Narzissenkreuz heroes set off on their journey.

But that's impossible. We are not masters of our own fate. I no longer even have the power to determine my own dreams.

Well, Knight 旅行者, when you're ready, we'll proceed to reseal the primordial waters, and then we'll leave this place.

Impossible... I had already reached the stage of "no return." How have I fallen to this point?

And I have lost all control of the Primordial Sea.

Why, why has this happened? Why, why did you do this?

The new world cannot be born. All will die in a shell, a husk of a dream!

Paimon reckons you're the one who should try waking up from your dream.

The end of the world is the kind of thing that everyone should work together to stop.

I see. The Holy Blade is not on my side. With each swing, it cuts through the universal will that surrounds me.

Until, at last, my weak, ordinary self has returned to its physical body.

The Primordial Sea won't overflow its banks so soon.

Indeed, I can sense changes in the values originally entered into the world-formula.

Someone has seized control of the life-force, and someone has opened the beast-realm.

And then, there is one more variable. That is you.

The person fated to see the all-consuming whale put to flight. The one who shall witness all.

I see, I see.

I once dreamed of becoming one just like you. But that dream is now shattered.

All I have done is meaningless. An empty dream.

No, less than a dream, even. A dream is at least harmless. But I... No, you, and they... have paid so much for all I have done.

Narzissenkreuz.

Oh, it's you. I didn't see you there.

Do you know who I actually am?

Names are just labels. But yes, I am most familiar with the two colors that mix in your soul.

Director Lyris does not know what has happened. She just holds onto Mary-Ann, who herself still clings to life.

She cannot understand such a complex present and future, and hopes just to retain the past. And so, she does the only thing she can.

My name is Ann.

In that case, hello, Ann.

I am willing to forgive you.

What an odd thing to say. From the very start, my plans have had lofty and sacred aims. Selfishness has never come into it.

None may judge or criticize me, nor do I need forgiveness.

Your aims may have been lofty, but your insanity has harmed many.

You did not even enter the formula correctly... and what's wrong with being forgiven for a mistake?

...You are right. I apologize.

So please, Narzissenkreuz, come back with us. There are other people you need to see.

This guy seems to have become much more cooperative. But a request like that...

Of course.

Huh? Doesn't this sorta thing usually require some inner struggle and hours of persuasion?

As I have said before, I do not feel that I have done anything wrong. My mission has failed, but the world is still fated to be saved.

Let others mock and curse me. I am empty within now. Only one desire remains.

What is it?

I, too, wish to return to the very beginning — to the time before the Narzissenkreuz heroes set off on their journey.

But that's impossible. We are not masters of our own fate. I no longer even have the power to determine my own dreams.

Well, Knight 旅行者, when you're ready, we'll proceed to reseal the primordial waters, and then we'll leave this place.