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O, come, be buried A second time within these arms
― William Shakespeare, Pericles
The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.
― Richard Paul Evans, Lost December


DOMINANT OF HER INFLORESCENCE — WARDEN OF PARADOX
“Descended from the heavens, and endowed with bountiful gifts believed to bring peace and tranquility in this accursed world… They were once worshiped as a benevolent goddess, bestowed with the responsibility to guide humanity to salvation. Yet with every life they breathe into earth, more must be taken away to sate their growing hunger… Their desire to enslave every being under their wings, and return the world to nothingness as a punishment for mankind’s uncountable sins.”

“He looked good, like sin in a suit.”
— Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely


She wanted to be courted with mysterious language.
― Anaïs Nin
“Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.”
― William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing

“A heart worth loving is one you understand, even in silence.”
― Shannon L. Alder
MOEBIUS —Machine Castle Alexander: Geocentrism— Boss Theme of Perfect Alexander | The Epic of Alexander (Ultimate)
“Past, present, and future… These are the three pillars that have kept time from collapsing into an endless paradox.”
Don’t be fooled by the boyish appearance and quiet personality—this Musicart possesses a wisdom well beyond their physical age. Though they usually keep to themselves and rarely show interest in others, most peers have come to respect (and fear) their keen foresight and time-stopping abilities.


ULTIMA —Ultimate Illusion— Boss Theme of Ultima | The Weapon’s Refrain (Ultimate)
“Be careful what you wish for, lest you get consumed by the despair of unfulfilled desires.”
Despite her cute appearance and elegant mannerism, this Musicart is earnest and stubborn to a fault, causing others to frequently alienate her. She is known as the “Flower that Blooms on the Battlefield” due to her lust for blood and explosive fighting style.



“Make your wonderful dream a reality, it will become your truth. If anyone can, it’s you.”
— N, Pokémon Black and White


“The story of her life etched on her skin… She’s like a walking book. Patterns and portraits and words. Mantras of love and power. I wonder how much of it is fiction.”
— Sulari Gentill, The Woman in the Library




“True revolutionaries do not flaunt their radicalism. They cut their hair, put on suits and infiltrate the system from within.”
— Saul Alinsky

“Play is the mediator of the invisible and visible.”
— Dora M. Kalff


YORHA NO.3 TYPE B — SORA AMARIYO
“I never thought I would return to the place where it all began. It is here that I was born—created, from methods that humanity viewed as vile. For countless days and nights I endured the monotony of destruction. I was given life without meaning or purpose… until the seed of will grew in this empty vessel and filled my body with the power to break free from the shackles of fate. I may have rewritten my destiny, but I cannot erase my past. It is a burden I must continue to shoulder… even as I journey into Norvrandt’s everlasting light.”

“Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.”
― William Shakespeare, As You Like It
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Sun’s sweet smile and wind’s cool breath, Both of these I send thee, To ripe thy fruit and spread thy seed, And nourish those that tend thee.
— Nophica’s Hymn, Final Fantasy XIV: Legacy

可信的不华美﹐ 华美的不可信。
The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.
― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching: Chapter 81

“When confronted with a birthday in a week I will remember that a book can be a really good present, too.”
— Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, At Knit’s End