(Since we can't go south we have to go north.)
(Oh look at that not even out of the screen and we trigger an event.)
Rayine | You're kidding me! How'd they find us already!? Weren't they on their way north? |
Stocke | No. This is a different unit. They must be part of the forces sent to hunt the spy...
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Marco | Th-that's right... They'll be coming from behind us, too. What should we do, Stocke? Should we run for now? |
Stocke | No... We'll end up flanked by the force headed north. We need to deal with them here.
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Rayine | I'm sure we can take those guys with Stocke's help! |
Marco | We'll have to try, at any rate. |
Stocke | Yeah... Get ready.
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(More tutorials. You think they just could have told me everything in the first battle. This is really basic stuff.)
(Well the change system is pretty interesting. It allows you to switch the turn order with allies or enemies.
This is to allows you to get better combos or clutch to your healer. But doing so puts your guy in a vulnerable state.
Sure wish I had this in FFX.)
(The enemies drop like flies, and we pick up some xp and gold. Not level 3 just yet.)
(Time for the next screen.)
Stocke | I was expecting this, but there are so many of them...! And there'll be even more roaming ahead. Careless fighting will only put us at a greater disadvantage...
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(Okay game, whatever you say.)
(Because striking someone with a sword will knock them out.)
Stocke | Let's knock them out and find a way through. Okay... Let's go!
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(But first we duck into a cave. Looks like our enemy was smart enough to block off some treasure.
Crafty Grandnogs or w/e they are called. It looks like a push puzzle, but there is no way to move these metal boxes atm.)
(Well I royally fuck up hitting them with my sword and the battle starts.)
(This time the army is working with the flaming dodo to get revenge.)
(Level up~u!)
(We kick the butts of a few more sorry soldiers and burning chickens, and get another level.)
(Not even nature will allow us to get any swag as these plant things will not fall to my sword.)
(Well shit. This is either going to go two ways. One we fight Palomides and kill him, or Two we get completely raped in an non-winnable battle and taken prisoner. I'm going with the latter.)
Stocke | ......
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Dias | Alistel's rat should be passing right through here... Looks like our man was telling the truth.
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Marco | Stocke, this is a problem! If we have to fight our way past them, it's hopeless! |
Rayine | Don't go saying that! What choice do we have!? |
Palomides | High Colonel, please, leave the rest to me. There's no need for you to dirty your own hands here.
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Dias | No, there isn't. I leave them to you. I'm off to inspect the lines one last time before the invasion. I want them dealt with by the time I return.
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(How kind. Dais leaves. Maybe I will have a chance after all.)
Palomides | ... You're cornered, little rats.
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Rayine | Stocke! I'll stall him, but you need to get out of here! (Smart idea. I'm sure Stocke and Marco will get away in the time it takes for Palomides and his troops to gangbang all your holes.) |
Stocke | Raynie, don't be - -
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Rayine | You said it yourself just a minute ago! Someone needs to warn Alistel of what's happening here! |
Marco | It's true... Raynie's right. (Well looks like Marco wants to die. Unless the enemy are into shota.) And no one's more more likely to succeed at the task than you, Stocke. |
(It is here that Palo activates his Rumia aura of darkness.)
Stocke | Enough! That's an order! (Oh now hes giving orders.)
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Rayine | Go, Stocke! You need to do this! I'll be damned if I stand by and watch more of my comrades die for nothing! |
(BATTLE SHWOOSH!)
(Palo is a pretty beefy chap. Why he uses a lance I'll never know.)
Palomides | Hmph... A spirited girl, this. But do you truly believe that you can best me? Learn for yourself why I am called the Executioner...
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(Palo wastes no time sticking his long sweaty rod into the two finishing them off in one poke each.)
Palomides | Hahahahah! Pathetic... You're far too weak! Is this the best Alistel can send against me!? And now your turn... Try and at least put up a decent fight! Though you'll die like the rat you are regardless...!
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(Stocke doesn't last much longer and runs away.)
Palomides | It's useless to try escaping!
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(For a guy in heavy armor. He moves like he wearing a rocket pack.)
(Well it looks like your vision came true, Stocke.
Their broken bodies skewed across the battlefield covered in blood and semen.)
Palomides | Loud though your cries may be, they won't penetrate the veil. The dead can't here you now.
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Stocke | ......!
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(Palo pushes us back onto the bridge.
Where he keeps his lance? I don't wanna know. This guys full of phallic properties.)
Palomides | Yet in the end, their sacrifice will be for nothing... An only too appropriate end for the rats of Alistel!
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Stocke | Ngh... I swear, Palomides...!
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Palomides | What's this? You still believe you can best me? You needn't bother... You'll be rejoining your comrades soon enough. Or you could look to the Prophet Noah you rabble believe in so blindly... Pray to him with all your heart!
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Stocke | (What do I do...? How can I possibly live through this...?)
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Palomides | ...Here is my prophecy. You will die here! That is your fate! An ignominious death, forgotten to history! A history that will be written by Granorg!
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Stocke | (No... It's too soon! I can't let it end like this!) [Don't worry Stocke you have the best item in the game. Plot Armor. Negates any chance of cut scene death.]
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Palomides | Have you finally given up?
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Stocke | (There's only one way out...) (Here goes!)
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Palomides | Th... This is absurd...! (Stocke does what any protagonist on a bridge does, he jumps into the river.) Either he chose his own death, or... Did he expect to survive with those wounds? In this current? I ought to report this to the High Colonel. Let's leave no room for error. Go downstream and search for the body.
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Granorg Soldiers | Yes, sir! But do you think we'll find anything?
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Palomides | If you don't, we can assume he died and his corpse was swept away. If he did somehow live, then he can't go far... Seize him at once. But no... I expect he's dead.
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(Well Stocke survives his ordeal, shocker. Stocke passes out and is saved by our new ally in 3...2...1...)
Stocke | Rayine... Macro...
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(Right on time. Funny enough I didn't expect the dragon twins.)
(Oh man a M. C. Escher world putting them dual screens to use for once.)
Stocke | Am I dead...?
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(Female)???? | ...No. |
Stocke | Who's there? (Stocke apparently can't see beyond the bottom screen.)
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(Female)???? | You've come, keeper of the White Chronicle. |
(Male)???? | Welcome, Stocke. We've been expecting you. |
Stocke | A pair of children...? Who are you?
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(Male)???? | It's as we feared, my sister. |
(Female)???? | Yes... but we knew it would be thus. |
Stocke | I asked a question.
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Lippti | I am Lippti. |
Teo | And I am Teo. |
Stocke | And this is...?
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Lippti | We are in Historia. A world in time's gulf, created by the power of Flux... |
Teo | You were summoned here as the rightful holder of the White Chronicle. |
Stocke | The...? The White Chronicle? What about it? ...What does this all mean?
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Lippti | The White Chronicle is an ancient artifact imbued with Flux and given dominion over time... (I guess Doc Brown was right.) |
Teo | The wielder of the White Chronicle has finally awakened. The door to Historia has been opened. |
Stocke | ...None of this makes sense.
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Teo | I didn't think you'd understand. Your confusion is only natural. |
Lippti | Calm yourself and assess your current problems one at a time. |
Stocke | Right... My problems... That's right! What's happened to me? The last thing I remember is facing Palomides and...
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Teo | ...... You failed in your mission. Your comrades are dead, and you fell at Palomides' hands... (Geeh thanks a lot for reminding me.) |
Stocke | Yes... I remember now... ...I was powerless to save Raynie and Marco. This is exactly why I didn't want command... I don't need any partners! It's all because I told them to head north... Dammit!
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Lippti | Your assessment is correct. |
Stocke | What?
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Teo | But don't you see? Your crucial error was choosing to head north at that moment. |
Lippti | That was the place and time where history was decided. But you hadn't the strength to make the correct decision... That is why you came to such a tragic end. |
Stocke | So... had we fled south...
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Teo | Yes! You begin to see. |
Stocke | But what of it!? There's nothing to be done now... (This is were you are wrong, Stocke.) Besides, there was a blockade to the south. Going north was our only real choice. It seems to me that our fate was decided already.
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Lippti | Indeed, Stocke. You recognize the truth of your situation. Had you changed your assumptions you would have found a way to survive. |
Stocke | ...What are you getting at?
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Teo | I'll skip to the end, Stocke, holder of the White Chronicle. The power has been given to you to decide the world's fate. You can change the past and rewrite history the way it should be. |
Lippti | You must discern the correct decisions from the cornucopia of possibilities... Create a chain of decisions that will guide history to its true conclusion. |
Teo | Stocke... You can reenact the past with the White Chronicle.
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Stocke | ......! (Mind = Blown) Don't mock me... What's done is done! The past is fixed... What you suggest is impossible!
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Lippti | Maybe you'll understand once you've tried it yourself. |
Stocke | This... isn't a joke!?
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Teo | Quite the contrary. It seems seeing is believing for you... Haven’t you wished for something like this before? “If only I could go back and do it over again...” We sympathize with this devout wish a hope to grant it.
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Stocke | ...... Then I'll ask one more time... Will this let me save Rayine and Marco?
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Lippti | If that is what is meant to occur, then... Yes. |
Teo | Now go, Stocke. Do what you must. (I do what I must. The stars come to my aid.)
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Stocke | Rayine... Marco... It won't be long now. I'll save you both!
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(After some crazy stair running we make it back to the real world.
This time we can set things right.
This time things will be different...)
Stocke | Ungh... These wounds... Are these the ones Palomides gave me...? Then I wasn't dreaming! Have I really returned to the past...? Where is everyone...?
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(Even the spy!)
Rayine | Heads up, it's a crossroads. Which way? North, or should we try our luck south? If you ask me, passing over the northern bridge would be the fastest way. |
Heiss' Messenger | No, we can't go north. The enemy will already be there in force. It may take longer, but we should pass through the south.
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Marco | Then I suggest the path near the river we took coming here. |
Stocke | Wait a moment... Wasn't this just about when - - No!
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(Stocke rushes to warn his comrades.)
(Stocke pushes the spy and dodges dem arrows like a boss.)
Marco | Bowmen! W-we're under fire! |
Rayine | Are you okay!? |
Heiss' Messenger | Y-yeah... I don't know how, but I'm fine...
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Rayine | Whew. All right, on your feet! |
Granorg Soldier | Impossible! How did they notice we were here!? F-fall back! Let's leave the cleanup to the forces up north!
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Marco | We're in trouble... They know what we've been up to! |
Rayine | Any suggestions, Stocke? |
Stocke | (This is when I led us north to our demise...) (Well, not this time!) We go south! Follow me! I promise you, this time we'll make it back to Alistel together!
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Rayine | ”This time” …? Uh... Well, aye aye, Stocke! (Now shes a pirate.) |
(We find ourselves faced once again with these metal boxes.)
(We should take away their metal boxes.)
Marco | I doubt even all of us working together could budge these. Maybe we should head north after all? |
Stocke | No! It's...
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Rayine | Stocke...? |
Stocke | (We go north, and we're all dead men again.) (But how do we get past these barricades...?) (Is this really a dead end? Is north the only way?)
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(Oh good, there you are Heiss. Now we can get a better cut out of you.)
Stocke | (They're not tools! I'll bring them back at any cost!) (But...)
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(Save us Wonder Twins!)
Teo | Hello, Stocke. How does it feel to be back in time? Alas, you've reached a dead end on this side... both histories are giving you trouble. |
Lippti | But there is a way past the dead end. We'll give you the power to break through. |
Stocke | ......!?
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(God powers activate!)
Stocke | What was that...?
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Lippti | We granted you a small portion of our power. |
Teo | This is no longer a dead end to you. The other possibility that was once block... A different history is about to unfold. |
Lippti | If you sift through the various possibilities, you'll surely find the means to survive. Let us meet again in a time beyond these possibilities. |
Stocke | ......
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Rayine | Hey, snap out of it, Stocke... You drifted off there. Whats wrong? |
Marco | Did you come up with a plan? |
Stocke | ...In a way. We move the barricades and press on.
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Rayine | ...What? |
Marco | Huh? |
Stocke | Leave it to me.
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(Hey look we just introduced push puzzles into the game aren’t we clever?)
(Well screw these boxes I want that treasure we couldn't get to earlier.)
(Aw yeah, Marco gets some new armor. As for the green rocks. It won't let me get those.)
(Back to the other boxes.)
(Past the boxes and we make quick friends with some new enemies.)
Granorg Soldier | Wasn't the plan to drive them towards the bridge!? They'll get away clean if they break through here! We have to stop them cold! (Doesn't take long to put them in the ground.) |
Stocke | (If we keep going this way, we'll reach safety...) (I'll be able to return everyone home alive...)
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Marco | I recognize the landscape. Alistel is just up ahead! |
Heiss' Messenger | I can't believe I got out of there alive... It feels like I'm dreaming. I owe you three a lot. Thanks. (Were has the spy been?)
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Stocke | No need for that. Just hurry... and get the intel to Heiss...
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Heiss' Messenger | Will do. The information I got will finally let us mount a counteroffensive!
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Rayine | Another one in the win column for us! |
Marco | Sure enough. But more than that... |
Marco | You were incredible, Stocke! You saw right through the enemy's trap and even moved the barricade all on your own! |
Rayine | Yeah. If it wasn't for you, I doubt any of us would still be standing. |
Stocke | Heh... I can hardly believe it myself...
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Marco | Once we've reported to Heiss, why don't we celebrate together? |
Rayine | Ooh, great idea! Marc's buying! |
Marco | Wh-What!? I never said - - |
Rayine | Hahaha! Got you! |
Stocke | (I changed history... So... This is the way history should have gone...) (Urgh... I'm hurt bad... I can barely stand...)
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Rayine | C'mon, Stocke. We shoul - - H-Hey! Stocke!? What the...!? Where'd those wounds come from!? |
Marco | Did he protect us somewhere while we weren't looking? |
Rayine | He's too far gone for a quick-fix spell... He needs a doctor! C'mon, Stocke. Take my shoulder! Marc! Help us out here! |
Marco | R-right...! I'm too short to lend a shoulder, but I'll do what I can! |
Stocke | A-are you two... safe...?
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Rayine | Yeah, Stocke, we're fine. See? No holes in me. It's all thanks to you... |
Stocke | Good...
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Rayine | Stocke! Hey, hang in there! |
Marco | He's passed out... |
Rayine | Let's move it, Marc! |
(Back to the lab again.)
Lippti | Welcome back, Stocke. That seems to have gone well. |
Teo | Because you altered the past, the course of history has changed. |
Stocke | That's right... I did change the past. I have to thank you. It's because of you that I could save everyone.
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Lippti | It was not our doing. It was the power of the White Chronicle. |
Stocke | Are you and the White Chronicle separate entities?
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Lippti | You could call us guides of Historia. It is our duty to teach the Chronicle's wielder the proper usage of the book. |
Stocke | I'm not concerned with how to use it at the moment... What I want to know is, how did there come to be something that can change history? With this, I can go freely back and forth in time, changing history as much as I like. (Hold on there Time Lord, I'm sure this book has to have some limits.) I'm not sure something like this should exist at all.
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Teo | There's a slight error in your phrasing. Even the holder of the White Chronicle can't move “freely” around in time. |
Stocke | Why not?
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Teo | The points in the timestream that you are capable of returning to are fixed. The best way to describe them would be as pivotal moments in history. You can travel to these pivotal moments and get a second chance to act... But you cannot change any parts of history that aren't directly related to those moments. The White Chronicle's power is considerable, but it too has limitations.
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Stocke | Then it's not all-powerful. (Looks like sleeping with your mother is out then, Stocke-boy.)
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Lippti | No. That would be much too dangerous. If power on that scale were to be misused, there would be no means of stopping it. That is why the creator of the Chronicle placed restrictions on its use. |
Stocke | Interesting. So... How will I know which moments I'm capable of returning to?
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Teo | You won't have to do anything out of the ordinary. They'll appear naturally as you go about your life. We'll inform you as well when these moments occur. There is one important principle, though. These moments will be born of your experiences.
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Stocke | So I can't access a moment in history where I wasn't present. (BINGO! BINGO! BINGO!)
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Teo | That's right. We should also discuss your injuries. You changed history so that you never fought Palomides, yet your wounds did not disappear. There is a reason for this. There are two types of time. One the whole world experiences, and one limited to you. Even though you alter the world's time, your own time will not be reversed.
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Stocke | Ah. So the wounds don't disappear because, from my perspective, they still happened.
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Lippti | You are correct. You may redo the moment as many times as you like... But should you be slain, you will never be able to change things. Remember this well. |
Stocke | I will.
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Teo | In that case, there's a favor we'd like to ask of you.
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Stocke | Yes..?
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Teo | We ask that you not speak of the White Chronicle to anyone... No matter how close your ties to them may be.
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Lippti | Nothing good can come of the Chronicle's existence being known. |
Stocke | If people were to find out about this power, they'd fight over it... Is that what you mean? All right. But what about the original owner? I got the White Chronicle from my superior. It's hard to believe he doesn't know about all this.
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Lippti | Even so, you mustn't speak of it. We... cannot tell you why. |
Stocke | What are you hiding...?
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Teo | I'm sorry, but... We can't tell you that either. There is a good reason for it. One of the restrictions on the Chronicle is that we aren't allowed to side with anyone.
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Lippti | Some secrets must be kept in order to protect you... That is the most we can divulge right now. Though we will guide you... You must be the one who decides to change history. |
Stocke | .......
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Teo | You're understandably suspicious, but... The world requires your power. Make no mistake about that.
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Lippti | Please, Stocke... We'll do the best we can to guide you along the way. |
Stocke | ...There's still a lot that's hard to believe, and you're still hiding something. (Oh come on, Stocke.) But I'll play along for now. I'll use the White Chronicle to change history, and not breathe a word about it to anyone. How's that?
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Teo | Thanks. I'm glad you agree.
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Lippti | Well then, Stocke. Until we meet again... |