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| 2 | 1 | 1 | 101 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/Bgstory60.jpg | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 3 | 2 | 2 | 401 | 1 | 201 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 4 | 3 | 3 | 301 | Narration | It is a rainy night. The city looks like a wet castle made from mud under the street lamp's yellow light. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 5 | 4 | 4 | 301 | Narration | You are standing in a deserted graveyard located on the outskirts of this damningly corrupted city. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 6 | 5 | 5 | 301 | Narration | You are standing around the most unremarkable grave stone, waiting with your hands together. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 7 | 6 | 6 | 201 | 1 | 500026 | -600 | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 8 | 7 | 7 | 201 | 2 | 1031001 | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 9 | 8 | 8 | 201 | 3 | 1081001 | 600 | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 10 | 9 | 3444 | 301 | 1 | Michael | ... | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 11 | 10 | 3445 | 301 | Kamui | Why is he still following us? | 3 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 12 | 11 | 3446 | 301 | Lee | Look, there's something written on his body... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 13 | 13 | 3448 | 301 | Everyone | ... | 1 | 2 | 3 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 14 | 14 | 3449 | 301 | Lee | So... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 15 | 15 | 9 | 301 | Lee | What are we waiting for? | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 16 | 16 | 999 | 201 | 2 | 500166 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 17 | 17 | 10 | 301 | 1 | Lucia | Why is the city corrupt? | 2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 18 | 19 | 12 | 301 | The narrator never answers, as if he does not care at all. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 19 | 20 | 13 | 301 | It is only then that the Constructs realize they are floating half a meter above the ground. They cannot move. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 20 | 21 | 14 | 201 | 2 | 1031001 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 21 | 22 | 15 | 301 | 1 | Liv | We can't move... This is a completely unknown technology... | 2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 22 | 23 | 16 | 301 | Lee | It is capable of cutting the link between us and reality to create this effect on the consciousness level. When we are out, I must break this record apart to study it... | 1 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 23 | 24 | 17 | 301 | Narration | Anyway, you are all waiting. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 24 | 25 | 18 | 301 | Narration | Waiting for your master to wake up... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 25 | 26 | 19 | 201 | 2 | 500110 | 4 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 26 | 27 | 20 | 301 | 1 | Ayla | Master...? | 2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 27 | 28 | 21 | 301 | Kamui | Wait... Has anyone of you seen Commandant? | 3 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 28 | 29 | 22 | 201 | 2 | 500166 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 29 | 30 | 23 | 301 | AniZhuanchangBegin | Lucia | Now that you mention it... | 2 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 30 | 31 | 24 | 101 | Assets/Product/Texture/Image/BgStory/BgStory0.png | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 31 | 32 | 25 | 202 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 1 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 32 | 33 | 26 | 301 | AniZhuanchangEnd | Narration | Meanwhile, you are lying inside a dark, wet, and putrid coffin. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 33 | 34 | 27 | 301 | Narration | Rainwater falls into your mouth through soil and two layers of rotten wood. It tastes so foul that you would definitely vomit if you could move. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 34 | 35 | 28 | 302 | Where am I? | 29 | Why is this happening to me? | 30 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 35 | 36 | 29 | 31 | 301 | Narration | Inside a coffin. You're dead... for now. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 36 | 37 | 30 | 301 | Narration | Oh, you were murdered by the local gang as you messed with their business. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 37 | 38 | 31 | 301 | Narration | But it won't last too long. Your eyes are wide open, and your blood has started to flow again, slow like petroleum. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 38 | 39 | 32 | 301 | Narration | Your muscles are getting strong. You feel your body is returning back to your control. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 39 | 40 | 33 | 302 | (Push the coffin open) | 34 | (Keep waiting) | 36 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 40 | 41 | 34 | 301 | Narration | Oh, no. Please, just be a little more patient. You are obviously not in your best form yet. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 41 | 42 | 35 | 301 | Narration | Your effort was wasted. You only managed to move the lid slightly. Some foil falls on your face. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 42 | 43 | 36 | 301 | Narration | You continue to wait, until your muscles return to their power. Now you have enough strength. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 43 | 44 | 37 | 302 | (Push the coffin open) | 38 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 44 | 45 | 38 | 301 | You push with all your strength. The lid makes a disturbing squeak between your hands and the soil covering it. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 45 | 46 | 39 | 301 | And then you see light—the dim, yellow light from the street lamps shines right on your face. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 46 | 47 | 40 | 301 | The Constructs are floating above you. They look worried. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 47 | 48 | 41 | 301 | Narration | Seeing their master has awakened, the natural spirits can wait no longer. They start to move. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 48 | 49 | 42 | 301 | The Constructs rush over to dig you out of the grave. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 49 | 50 | 43 | 301 | Narration | Unfortunately, your resurrection was witnessed by the gravekeeper, who happened to work for that local gang. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| 50 | 51 | 44 | 301 | 1 | AniZhuanchangBegin | Narration | You better leave before he calls for more gangsters. |