
I know the vote may be a little bit too close to do this, but I've decided to cut things off early. We'll be doing Tiphereth's Realization next!
In a refreshing return to normalcy, Roland starts this fight off in Queen of Hatred's E.G.O. The lack of offensive dice will make building our Emotion Levels early on a little tricky, but after Hod and Netzach's Realizations it's nice to start with something we've already seen before.In the Name of Love and Hate wrote:I thought happiness would await my future…
I know that day will never come back.
Can I go back to that time? If I had to break everything…
To the wretched being standing before me… I will show them great power…
What is the reason I exist, when there’s nothing to look forward to…
Yeah… The world I knew wasn’t so peaceful. No way I’d be allowed to have that so easily…
All I wished for was a peaceful world, what’s so wrong with that?
In the end, I failed to keep one person safe… One person…
They say shadows can’t exist without light… But I don’t see any light.
This is my world. I’m too exhausted to look for any light.
Blind Rage wrote:Our relationship was more special than any other… For it to end like this…
Balance crumbles, and justice vanishes…
I should’ve adhered to my principles… Treat everyone equally…
My world was miserably shattered… It became too big to live in alone…
Those who need each other… That kind of person…
That’s why I lost… Broke down because of someone I loved dearly…
I haven’t got time to watch the rising sun… I’m too busy looking back on the darkness…
I can’t go far… No one can… I can see no further than one step ahead…
A special person who answers me when I call her name…
Of all people, you shouldn’t have come into my world.
The Sword Sharpened with Tears wrote:I don’t even have tenacity left in me, yet I couldn’t forfeit my regrets alongside it, shamefully…
With nothing left inside, that heart began to feel the cold.
I should have emptied out my heart, so I wouldn’t have to experience loss ever again.
Only darkness resides here. How can I suddenly start seeing what I couldn’t my whole life.
Don’t wake me up. I want to rest my body here…
Everything changed. I thought at least you would stay with me forever.
The edge of the sharpened sword will pierce me, the man who couldn’t save a thing.
Holding expectations will only betray me. There’s nothing but despair… despair…
I swore to protect someone for the first time in my life… And I failed even that.
What do I have left? There’s no point in having expectation anymore.
Only endless despair wells up inside me… Then…
Gold Rush wrote:Was it a sin to want a bite of apple? Am I forbidden from desiring such small bits of happiness?
To wish for everyone’s happiness, the pursuit of my own happiness had to follow.
I never hoped for much, but now I have nothing to fill this place with.
Why did I have to be the one to take the loss? I could’ve been in that scenery.
But greed seeks eternity—seeks deep, deep eternity.
If I can’t have nothing beside me, then I’ll eat up everything.
What’s left at my side? I don’t even have the hope to go an inch forward.
Once you become awakened to a desire, it’ll never go away, even if it sinks.
I naively wished for happiness at first.
Do you think it’s wrong to behave this way?
TQ, approximately 6 months ago wrote: Information Assessment claims to only work on Normal or Endured resistances. This is not true, and it can change other resistance types to 'Normal' as well. This means we can do much more Stagger damage to King of Greed than the game expects, and I actually have to throttle my damage output a bit here to avoid skipping the last phase entirely.
Nihil wrote:If you take a step, not knowing that there’s a cliff ahead…
The scenery I’ve lost… The futile struggle to earn it back.
Focus on the moment. Trust your intuition.
Is there a point in agonizing over things you have no idea how to deal with right now?
Leading the way through foolish acts, there’s not a thing to guide me.
I’m anxious. But I don’t want to know. I won’t know what’s ahead.
Blinded by carnal desires and jealousy, he willingly walks to the edge of the cliff…
I had no plans or destination to begin with.
I’m too tired to fly. Then there’s only one path for me to take.
Please give some applause for this foolish man.
Crimson Scar wrote:One day… I thought there’d be an end to this crushingly grim tale…
Messed up, isn’t it. This is how a fairy tale without any brightness is…
…I’ll chop off the head of the hideous bastard that took my beloved away from me.
Can I not go back to the ordinary days… when I didn’t need to have such violent thoughts?
As long as I’m holding a bloodstained blade… this nightmare won’t end…
The first and last request I do for myself…
I won’t let go of my sword; not even when my body is covered in crimson scars…
Those sons of bitches who gave me hatred and revulsion…
DIE!!! Let me hear your horrendous yelp again!!!
This is payback for what you did to me!!!
Don’t stop me… Bastard deserves to die…
SHUT UP!!! You want to hear the excuses of those wolves after all that’s happened?
Cobalt Scar wrote:Like the hungering blue moon filled with darkness… The one thing that can fill the void inside me is…
No matter how much I shove down, I can’t fill this space… What is it… What do I have to fill it with?!
If I could fill my belly… I would be satisfied…
I’ll have to eat whatever I can get… I’m hungry right now!
Suffocating, the tips of the hands soaked in madness dug through your red flesh…
No one will care about my name…
If I can’t find satisfaction, why don’t I just fill this stomach with rocks? So I can sink to the bottom…
Nothing mattered. I was destined to be bad…
Was my fate predetermined all along? Why is it such a mess?
I’LL CHEW YOU ALL UP!!!
I gnawed on and swallowed up every worthless piece of meat I found…
All humans grow into brutal beings. Why would I be different?
Smile wrote:Quiet… I said quiet… I don’t wanna hear any more of it…
The further back into the past I tried to go, the taller the mountain got… Until it blocked my sight…
Silence… That’s that, and this is this…
I no longer had a path to take… I didn’t have the courage to put the corpses away, let alone face them…
The faces wearing a sorrowful smile look at me all at once… The things I cannot shake off…
If only they looked at me reproachfully… If they got upset at me…
I won’t remember your faces… But you will remember mine…
When I covered my ears, the corpses clinging to my body screamed.
It’s easy to ignore a wound. Revealing it again is the hard part…
Dipsia wrote:The blood dried up and bothered me; I’ll never be rid of this thirst.
I didn’t even hope to allay my thirst. I just want an end to this.
To a man who desires what he shouldn’t, pretense is only a thing of the past.
Be honest with myself. Was it for revenge? Wasn’t I merely thirsty?
I empty this glass for my final moments.
They are a greater evil than I. Chew them all up and imbibe the last drop out of them.
A night when one is allowed to pursue all kinds of desire… A neverending, blood-red night.
Vengeance was no longer in my mind. All I wanted was to quench the thirst…
The repulsive feelings I couldn’t swallow ran down my chin.
I want to have a little taste of satisfaction…
The blood—in its purest and clearest form! With that, eternal happiness will be mine.
Mimicry wrote:I couldn’t protect the one person by my side… I’m just a hollow husk.
Finally, only an empty shell remained there…
The shadow of a shell laughed. How pathetic must I have been that even an empty being would mock me.
I have nothing left to protect, nothing left at my side… I have nothing.
To protect a person, the shell of another is needed…
In the shell of a person I love…
The reason I exist…? I’m not even sure anymore.
A hollow being that has nothing but the exterior. That’s me. And I bet you’re the same.
Was the pretense I wore enough disguise to make me look perfectly like a human?
Who is the one that wants oblivion; who is the one that benefits from this insanity?
Punishing Bird wrote:Why do they commit sins when they know it’s wrong?
If I punish people for their misdeeds, the world will become a peaceful place!
They must be doing bad things because there’s no one to scold them.
My flutters might be what it takes to change the world!
Punishment Time! wrote:No point in forgiveness! I’ll punish you!
If you’re afraid of punishment, don’t do foul acts from now on!
Judgment Bird wrote:Beasts will ransack this forest… I can’t let anyone be eaten by them…
I’ll protect this forest with the creatures living with us…
The forest will return to peace… We should make it happen…
Runaway Birds wrote:The Big Bird is always watching the creatures of the forest, there’s no freedom.
The Long Bird’s scale isn’t fair at all.
The Small Bird’s punishment is so scary.
Judgment Bird during Judgment wrote:My scales always show clear verdict; I can make sound judgement with it…
Let me weigh your sins…
Yae’s Page wrote: A friend of mine who was trained in the same workshop as me told me about this place. Said some new tech was discovered recently. Something about tinkering with the mind to use it for your advantage… It’s apparently more powerful than I can ever imagine? I’m honestly not very good at forming an impression of something when I just hear or read about it… So I told them I don’t get it, and then they said maybe going to the Library would help. They’ve been researching this new and exciting technology lately, but they say they’re too scared to head into that place even if there’s vital information to be found. They weren’t the kind of person to get physical… so I understand. Thus, I told my buddy that I’d visit that place for them once I’m finished developing this one thing. There’s a new gadget to test anyway, and to witness a technology that’s still obscure and hot off the presses… That just makes your heart throb, doesn’t it?
A Leaflet Workshop Fixer’s Page wrote: Leaflet Workshop… It’s a good place! Offers serviceable weapons to Fixers at a reasonable price, and sells quality weapons to underground Syndicates at higher prices… There’s been cases of the opposite happening sometimes, but that’s not what matters. Just wanted to emphasize that people from all walks of life visit our workshop. Oh, and I heard some workshops have membership clubs! The select few chosen by the workshop’s owner are sent an invitation, or so I heard. Business would be much handier if we adopted the same system… as with everything else… Greeting guests is the one thing that’s more dangerous than developing new weapons when you run a workshop.
Irina’s Page wrote: Did you know? Many people whom insurance companies employ are those who have experience with detective work involving investigations and deduction. Since we deal with huge sums of money, there are more than a few cases where our clients deliberately harm themselves or lie to us in an attempt to commit insurance fraud. A considerable number of calls we get actually aren’t mere incidents. How do we tell apart a real accident from the fake ones, then? Haha, that’s a business secret. Well, maybe a little hint… Oftentimes, something will be off about the way they act or talk. I told you that folks who used to do detective work frequently jump over to our industry, right? Those armchair fellows certainly have their wits… Their keen eyes will catch the signs hidden in even the most elaborate of disguises.
They say the terms can be a little too particular, but I disagree. When handling that much money, it doesn’t hurt to be thorough with inspecting and determining the validity of cases, right? If people started reaping insurance payouts for the smallest things, our business wouldn’t survive. You’d be surprised to learn how many people in the City still cling to the idea of get-rich-quick schemes.
A Mirae Insurer’s Page wrote: In this City, money has more value than anything. You need money to be able to start anything. Money is also required in case of unexpected events. An accident that will cost you a great deal of money could happen at any time; insurance is useful for such cases. As long as the conditions are met, the payout will fill in for financial damage. Of course… not all accidents will fit the insurance’s bill perfectly.
There are insurance plans for Fixers, Associations, and even Wings… on top of secondary insurance an insurer can take… It would take a long while to list all the insurance that exists in the City. There’s a wide range of carriers and plans to choose from, each fulfilling the needs of a different type of individual or group. You never know what danger awaits you…
Bayard’s Page wrote: This wasn’t always the prim and proper Office of amenable Fixers that it is now. It was the complete opposite, actually, full of uncontrollable punks. I tried to gather the rascals in one place and lead them, but it never worked out smoothly. It was a ragtag band of people without a place to call home, like Rats. So I got my frustration off my chest when I met my old friend Maugie… Oh, maybe you’re more familiar with the name Maugris? Anyway, after hearing my ramblings, they said that there’s someone in their Office who would be perfect for the job, and I took the offer since I didn’t have any better ideas. That someone was Renaud.
At first, I didn’t expect that spring chicken to be able to do much, but I was surprised to see that he only needed a week to convince everyone. For a guy who looked much younger than me, he had both power and smarts to boast. He had a way with words that persuaded some, and for those that wouldn’t listen, he’d settle it with a contest of strength like in some parts of the Backstreets. Back then, I was kinda jealous seeing Renaud handle something that I struggled with like it was nothing, but now I’ve accepted that he’s the better man. I know that I wouldn’t have managed to do it myself. I could’ve booted him out like a stubborn old man, but I have better things to keep than my pride.
New Key PagesA Bayard’s Office Fixer’s Page wrote: Charles’ Office, the place Renaud worked, was popular among Fixers. It was the subject of a lot of gossip. For good reason, as it was a Grade 1 Office consisting of just a few elites, handling any request with ease… People would often wonder exactly what kind of Fixers were in that Office. All we know about the Office is that its Fixers wore luxurious clothes, and the Office interior was fancy as well—in a style unique to the northern side… And that there were twelve Fixers led by someone called the “captain”… and they’ve all parted ways now, living their own lives. That’s about it.
Outside of Renaud, the person who helped us, we’ve only ever seen Maugris and Astolfo, who he would sometimes accompany… And someone called Bradamante. Their attire and weapons were all so distinct from what I could see of just those four, I couldn’t find anything in common. And the pressure I felt just from being around those powerful Fixers… The stark difference between me and them was something, I couldn’t think much else.
It's from an essay about persuading people, by Han Fei.The dragon, being a creature, may be tamed, played with in close quarters, and even ridden. However, below its throat are the inverted scales, each spanning one chi. The dragon would kill anyone touching them. A prince of men has those inverted scales too. Persuaders might have a chance at success, provided that they can avoid touching the inverted scales of the prince.