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There a small figure lay quietly on the snow, almost indistinguishable from the wintry landscape, save for the three strange tails that glimmered faintly with starlight. When they lifted her, they found her breathing was barely perceptible, like a fleeting illusion. | There a small figure lay quietly on the snow, almost indistinguishable from the wintry landscape, save for the three strange tails that glimmered faintly with starlight. When they lifted her, they found her breathing was barely perceptible, like a fleeting illusion. | ||
And so, they named her Frostia | And so, they named her Frostia. | ||
|s2_title = A Dream Beneath the Stars | |s2_title = A Dream Beneath the Stars | ||
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She gazed through the towering window at the dust motes dancing in the slanting sunlight. | She gazed through the towering window at the dust motes dancing in the slanting sunlight. | ||
"It has everything | "It has everything — everything but an end." | ||
One night, on her way back from the library, Frostia looked up at the stars, and suddenly realized that the paths they drew matched the ones in her mind. Her gaze wandered through the sky just as her fingers once wandered through the pages of a book. | One night, on her way back from the library, Frostia looked up at the stars, and suddenly realized that the paths they drew matched the ones in her mind. Her gaze wandered through the sky just as her fingers once wandered through the pages of a book. | ||
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|s3_title = Academia Archives - Secret | |s3_title = Academia Archives - Secret | ||
|s3_reward = 300 | |s3_reward = 300 | ||
|s3_text = | |s3_text = "—Academia Archives: Entry No. 3055" <br> | ||
Disaster Log: at 00:00, an intense and prolonged metero storm was observed. Thanks to a "prophetic dream" reported by Frostia, the residents of our planet were evacuated from their homes in advanced. Although buildings and ground vegetation sustained significant damage, no injuries were reported. | |||
|s4_title = | "—Academia Archives: Sec. Entry No. 9094" <br> | ||
|s4_reward = | Investigation #1: Frostia demonstrates exceptional cognitive development despite her young age. literacy and text recognition skills are sgnificantly advanced. However, she exhibits a low willingness to communicate. <br> | ||
|s4_text = | Investigation #2: The fail-glow phenomenon appears to correlate with meteor activity and magnetic field flucuations, and may also be influenced by Frostia's emotional state. No direct link to harmful incidents has been observed. However, during her time in the library, local magnetic fluctuations were notably unstable. <br> | ||
Investigation Update: Frostia's lineage has been identified. In respect of the "Butterfly-Eared" family's desire for seclusion, and with the professor's approval, all further investigations and documentation are hereby terminated. | |||
"—Academia Archives: Entry No. 3085" <br> | |||
Disaster Log: Student Frostia once again experienced a "prophetic dream." Recalling the previous incident, she and several Academia instructors proceeded to the predicted location. During the evacuation of the nearby residents, an unexpected shift in the planet's magnetic field triggered a flare of light from Frostia's tail. This incident incited panic among residents, some of whom accused her of being the harbinger of the disaster and demanded her removal. | |||
Appendix Note: Following the incident, student Frostia went missing. Current whereabouts, unknown. | |||
|s4_title = Fragments from the Edge of the Universe | |||
|s4_reward = 400 | |||
|s4_text = [Dear Professor, | |||
I hope this letter finds you well. Please forgive me for writing only now to let you know where my journey has taken me. | |||
It wasn't until I met a fellow from the Academia yesterday that I realized everyone thought I left because I was accused of being a "harbinger of disaster." | |||
But I remember how you stood in front of me when they threw stones. You shielded me and led me away from the crowd. | |||
While everyone else was busy evacuating the residents, I stood at the edge of the Starsea, watching a shooting star streak across the sky. It was so close, yet already slipping out of reach... | |||
At first, I simply wanted to know where that shooting star had gone. Before I knew it, I had traversed through winds and set foot on different Islets. I've witnessed azure flames burning at the edge of lands, seen nameless meteors shimmer in the dark. And there, beyond all the answers the library could offer, I realized that what I've been chasing isn't the shooting star...<br> | |||
But rather, the "unknown" itself. | |||
They saw my tails glowing with starlight and deemed me a source of calamity, but what they truly feared was the unknown itself. | |||
They saw fear, while I saw a question not yet answered, a realm of infinite possibilities. The fragments at the edge of the universe led me on this journey, searching for the truth behind my prophetic dreams... and the truth about myself. | |||
Once, I didn't dare step outside the library. The world beyond those windows was so vast, but there was nowhere out there for me to return to. I, who no emerged from the vast white snow with no known origin, belonged nowhere. | |||
But now, my travel journal is filled with mysterious phenomena I've observed, and there's one thought I can't let go of—to bring it all back to the Academia, to share these research materials with everyone.<br> | |||
I am not a wanderer without a place to belong.<br> | |||
Someday, the thesis that unravels the "unknowns" in the library will become my way home. | |||
P.S.: Not long ago, I met an interesting new friend. Perhaps I'll soon have a new place to call home...] | |||
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