Gate of Memoirs/Void Mirage Lv.1

Amid the desolate, war-torn ruins of shattered Athensphere... Gazia, the Mad Heretic, smirks at the prone form of Ultor, once the strongest among the demigods.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Overcome"	Music: "Overcome"
 	
*Amid the desolate, war-torn ruins of shattered Athensphere...
 	
*Gazia, the Mad Heretic, smirks at the prone form of Ultor, once the strongest among the demigods.
*He examines the multiple gashes in his body, torn asunder by wicked, mechanical claws.
 	
*His eerie servant stands still as a statue beside him.
 	
*Gazia: A riveting introduction to my new world, wouldn't you say, Kranus?
*Gazia: And this is only the beginning! How exciting.
 	
*The Mad Tinkerer's smile fades as Ultor's body begins to glow with red light.
 	
*With a short, sudden flash, Ultor's demigod soul leaves its corporeal body, and ascends into the vast darkness above.
 	
*Gazia: Hmm.
*Gazia: If that was a clear marker of final death, I certainly did not see Zedus's...
 	
*Gazia: Then again, the ruins were a majesty to behold. I must have lost sight of it among the wreckage.
 	
*Kranus: What of the others, Master?
 	
*Gazia: They will have their turn soon. But the sooner, the better.
*Gazia: We wouldn't want to keep the others waiting, do we?
 	
*Kranus: Understood.
*Kranus: ......
*Kranus looks up at the burning sky, the distant sun focusing its red eye on this shattered plane.
*Kranus: A question if I may, Master.
*Kranus: Your...desires, of destruction and rebirth.
*Kranus: A cycle unto infinity...
*Kranus: What unchanging forms could you seek in such a pursuit?
 	
*Gazia: What nonsense. The very purpose of evolution *IS* perfection!
 	
*Gazia: Now, now. Do not fret over these philosophies. I do not expect you to understand.
*Gazia: Turn your attention to our work, and immerse yourself in it.
*Gazia: That is *your* purpose, after all.
 	
*Kranus: ...Of course, Master.
Portrait	Dialogue
 	
*Tridon: Neither Gazia nor that accursed servant of his has caught up.
 	
*Hadaron: Not yet...at the very least. But...they will find us...eventually.
 	
*Aurelia: Lord Zedus...Zenia...and now Ultor.
*Aurelia: How did it come to this? What could he hope to achieve with wanton slaughter?
 	
*Tridon: Before we embarked on our mission, I had Deimos go in search of Andaria.
*Tridon: She is the only one left among us. We will need all the help we can get.
 	
*Hadaron: Andaria...was assigned to defend...a different location of the city, wasn't she?
 	
*Tridon: Yes, under Ultor's orders.
 	
*Tridon: With such carnage in the Capital streets, it was as if the gates of hell themselves had been thrown open.
*Tridon: But we were caught off guard by the sheer strength of the invasion, and all communications went down shortly.
*Tridon: We have had no contact with her ever since.
 	
*Aurelia clasps her hands together, and utters a soft prayer.
*Aurelia: <O Light, guide our brother and sister back to us safely.>
*Aurelia: <Watch over the souls of those who have fallen.>
*Aurelia: <May they find respite in the Everafter...>
*Aurelia: <And may we find the strength...>
*Aurelia: <To keep this...city safe.>
*The minute trembling of her hands do not escape their notice, but neither Tridon nor Hadaron speak of it.</span>
 	
**rumble*
 	
*Hadaron: Never a dull moment...
 	
*Tridon: We cannot run forever, but at the very least, we should stay on the move until Deimos returns.
*Tridon: If we are caught in that time-freezing gimmick of his again...there may be no escape from it.
 	
*Hadaron: Hmph...
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Land of Giants"	Music: "Land of Giants"
 	
*At the fringes of Athensphere, near the ancient sanctuaries...
 	
*A woman clad in exquisite emerald armor crouches in a clearing, while a titan of a man stands beside her.
*Strewn about them are the remains of metal shells and broken machinery.
*Andaria: They grow bolder with each wave. It was fortunate that you showed up in time, Deimos.
 	
*Deimos: Think nothing of it. Thank the great spirits I was able to find you.
*Deimos: Lord Tridon sent me in search of our last brethren, in preparation for our final assault against that heretic.
*Deimos: We lost contact with you when Lord Zedus valiantly gave himself to protect the evacuation of Athensphere.
 	
*Andaria: It will please you to know that I had good reasons for falling off the radar.
*Andaria points toward one of the great ruins, its stony walls overrun with vines.
*Andaria: Lord Zedus slumbers within, deep underground.
*Andaria: When the smoke and ash settled, I found him buried under the rubble of our capital.
*Andaria: He was breathing, but...just barely.
 	
*Deimos: O great spirits...our Lord has survived this ordeal!
 	
*Andaria: Fearing pursuers, I bore him away and had him sealed within an emergency life support system.
 	
*Andaria: But unfortunately, lacking the means to revive him, I could only watch over these grounds as his sentinel.
 	
*Deimos: You did what you could, Andaria. Lord Zedus surely gives his thanks.
 	
*Deimos: Time is of the essence. We must go to the aid of our brethren.
 	
*Andaria: I cannot think to leave Lord Zedus unprotected, but...
*Andaria: He would not have wanted me to stand idle on the sidelines while evil threatens our land.
*Andaria: Let us depart, Deimos. I will lay down my life for Athensphere.
 	
*Deimos: May the spirits lead us to victory.