Arknights: Endfield story · Chapter II: Edge of the Abyss
Awaiting Thine Coming
Find a path to chase down Ardashir
3 scenes, 46 lines
1. Part 1
3 lines......
What's wrong with that Feranmut's Heart...?
What is this place...? Perlica? Chen? Arcane?
2. Part 2
3 linesFinally quiet. Now ... it's just you and me.
Come, Endmin.
Here, we keep nothing from each other.
3. Part 3
40 linesThe power of Feranmut "Sui" is remarkable. I am honored to witness your dream, Endmin.
I said it many times. A proper conversation with you.
...About what?
Remember the choices I gave you?
Bring the Wulingers and leave. My aim is just to open the Very Large Rift.
To find the "Exiles" in the Ætherside.
Who are the "Exiles"?
Come with me. Return to the place 'neath the aurora's crown, the origin of all life. There lies the truth you seek.
If my words caused you grief, then I shall apologize.
Keep this dinar.
The conquered lord whose hoard I acquired escapes my memories, but not the friend who last held it...
It's always been my favorite dinar.
O the final lord I served...
...I beseech thee, change thy ways.
The very few Terrans who witnessed the Exiles call them...
This place... I saw it in a dream.
What do you want?
I do not know. Perhaps I should talk about myself again. Did I tell you about my home in Kjersch?
I lived by a cliff where I could gaze upon a valley completely covered in snow. It was a place that delighted me.
The valley was filled with shiny headstones ... they were like barnacles. They died for me. The wind and snow hosted their funerary rites.
......
Oh, yes, I had another home on the other side of the Cosmic Gate. A place of gold and windswept sands...
Beyond the gate they called me "Pasha".
Heh. It felt like a lifetime ago. That arrogant empire is probably broken to pieces...
Wait. The other side of the Cosmic Gate? Have you lived for more than a hundred years?
Yes. So, you are finally interested in me.
But life is fair. I only performed the despicable theft of lives from those I held dear ... for the cruel torture of my own longevity.
And now you threaten even more innocent lives...
Choices?
...For what?
They were once the source of your despair. Of course, you also became their nightmare.
The Foundation.
...The Foundation. The force that backs the likes of you.
See. You still understand this tongue.
Once we return, my life is yours to dispose, however you wish.
I refuse.
*Sigh*... Alright, then.
Even without memories, your judgment remains unclouded by an alluring offer.



