Saga of Viera: 2-22 Prayer of Light

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All this while, Zoya has been striving to break the curse. Now, the opportunity is right before her eyes.

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Dialogue Choices

(Could the proverb be viewed as a riddle? In that case, the proverb is really about—)

• The importance of honesty
  • Ending: Into the Darkness
• The blood of the tricksters
  • Continue to Prompt 2

Prompt 2, depending on your choice above

(Do I save the dragon egg to make up for my ancestor's mistake, or save the Sacred Tree to break the curse?)

• Save the dragon egg
  • Ending: Boundless Horizon
    • Album: Promised Horizons
    • Requires:
    • Choose Agree in Saga of Viera: 2-17 Unrest in Aurethel
    • Choose Tell the whole truth in Saga of Viera: 2-19 The Clue in the Oracle
  • Ending: A Long Dream
    • Otherwise
• Save the Sacred Tree
  • Ending: Destined Tragedy

Transcript

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• My name is Zoya,and I hail from a long line of tricksters.
• A curse runs in my family, and no one lives past the age of 25.
• To break the curse and live on, I traveled around and tricked others. I pretended to be the Holy Maiden, and went through many things to be here…
• Now, the chance to keep living is right before me.

• The dark clouds disperse, and the wind calms.
• Tension hangs heavy in the air beneath the Sacred Tree.
• Emilio: Cunning Dark elf! Release the High Priest, or taste this!

• Emilio draws his bow, aiming at Salvia.
• You: No, Emilio. Don’t hurt Salvia. She’s doing it for me.

• Emilio: For you?

• You: It’s a long story. I can’t explain it all right now.

• Salvia snorts at Emilio, pressing her dagger against Reuel’s throat.
• Salvia: Don’t waste your breath on him, Zoya. Do it now!

• Salvia: Drip your blood on this dragon’s heart, and your curse will be broken!

• You: I…

• For a moment, caught in the middle of the standoff, I have no idea what to do.
• Despite being held hostage by Salvia, Reuel is surprisingly calm. He looks at my wrist.
• Reuel: I see. It’s all for the curse.

• Reuel: Calm down, Emilio. Put away your bow. I can help you break the curse, Your Holiness.

• Reuel: On one condition.

• Salvia: Don’t try any tricks, elf priest.

• Salvia: We don’t have to agree to any of your conditions.

• Reuel: To break the curse using a dragon, you have to drip your blood on a living dragon’s heart.

• Reuel: If you don’t agree to my condition…

• Reuel: I’ll end my life right now, and the Holy Maiden’s curse will never be broken.

• You: What is your condition?

• Reuel looks at Emilio, then back at me.
• Reuel: I don’t know what you’ve been through, Your Holiness, but I have no one else left to trust.

• Reuel: I want you to take the dragon egg and leave.

• You: You want me to take the dragon egg? Where do you want me to go?

• Reuel: Bring the egg back to the Dragon Village.

• Reuel: And swear to the God of Light, that you’ll continue to search for the divine power in the land of humans.

• You: The divine power?

• Reuel: I heard from the guards at the forbidden ground that the Cardinal did not find the divine power, which is why this sacrificial ceremony was held.

• Reuel: But humans cannot be without the God of Light’s divine power, so it must be hidden somewhere.

• Reuel: I want you to find it, and use it to save the dragon egg.

• You: Save the dragon egg? But even after it absorbed your share of the divine power, it couldn’t be saved.

• You: Salvia said it’s already dead, Your Eminence, even if I -

• Reuel: No, it’s not dead. Look, the eggshell is sealing itself up again, even though there’s still a slight crack.

• Reuel: This means that it can be saved by the God of Light’s divine power, but only having part of it isn’t enough.

• Reuel: I believe with the divine power from the land of humans, it can definitely be saved!

• Reuel: The little dragon inside will then be revived!

• You: (As long as I find the divine power in the land of humans, the little dragon in the egg can be saved?)

• Reuel passes me the dragon egg, and the moment it’s in my hands…
• The earth begins to quake, and this time, it’s even more intense than before.
• The nearby ground splits open, creating a chasm as it collapses.
• Salvia: Hurry, Zoya! Drip your blood on his heart!

• You: Got it!

• I hold the dragon egg in my arms, and grit my teeth as I pull out the arrow in my arm.
• Blood flows down my arm and onto the dragon egg.
• Suddenly, golden light spews forth from the dragon egg.
• You: (What’s happening?)

• In the light, the crack on the egg slowly seals itself up.
• An intense pain surges through my wrist, and the curse mark turns redder.
• The blood from my wound continues to be absorbed into the dragon egg.
• You: (Wait, is the dragon egg absorbing my blood?)

• You: (I remember now. When Salvia and Reuel were fighting in the Dragon Village, I managed to hold on to the dragon egg…)

• You: (It also emanated a golden light then!)

• The light grows brighter and brighter…
• Until its intensity completely blinds me.

• When the light finally fades, everything around me has changed.
• It seems like I’ve entered a different dimension.
• You: (Is this… the Dragon Village?)

• By the pool at the bottom of the waterfall, a golden dragon collapses on the grass.
• With his last breath, he lets out a pained roar.
• ???: Curse you, trickster! I curse you and your descendants… for eternity!

• You: (Is he the Dragon King?)

• Dragon King: Together with your descendants, you will never live past the age of 25, trickster!

• Dragon King: You and your descendants will all suffer the pain I feel now!

• Dragon King: Curse you, trickster! Curse you!

• The giant dragon’s roar resounds through the clouds.
• An intense pain surges from my wrist, spreading to my entire body.
• You: (Urgh!)

• You: (The pain that the Dragon King wants the trickster to suffer from… is the one I’ve been enduring.)

• You: (This is the pain that the Dragon King bore before his death…)

• Suddenly, the scene before my eyes changes again, and everything goes topsy-turvy until…
• I find myself at a battlefield where the fight is at its climax.
• Countless armored soldiers are slaughtering the remaining dragons. One giant dragon falls after another…
• Agonized wails fill the air.
• Young Dragon: *howl*

• On the battlefield, a little dragon despairs before two dragon carcasses.
• Young Dragon: Papa! Mama!

• The little dragon’s cries attract the attention of the soldiers, and one of them strides over and picks the dragon up.
• The little dragon struggles as the soldier raises his knife.
• You: No! Don’t!

• I scream at the top of my lungs, but no one hears me.
• *swish* The soldier stabs the little dragon without mercy.
• You: No! No-!

• The little dragon is tossed next to the parents’ carcasses, no longer able to make another sound.
• The Dragon Village is bathed in blood.
• Torrential rain pours from the sky. Blood and water gather, forming a stream of crimson…
• You: (This is what happened here…)

• You: (All of this because of my ancestor’s deceit of the Dragon King.)

• You: (And it led to such a tragedy.)

• As my tears fall, the scene before me fades into a blur while light envelopes me once more.

• When I return to my senses, I find myself back under the Sacred Tree with the dragon egg glowing in my arms.
• The pain from the curse persists. The dragon egg continues to absorb my blood, and the crack on it gradually disappears.
• You: (The dragon egg..)

• You: (It seems to have recovered because of my blood.)

• Emilio: Because it has the power to heal! The decimated factions could use it to recover and rebuild after the long and devastating war.

• Emilio: The Dark elves took their share of the divine power and settled underground in East Viera. The humans went to West Viera…

• Emilio: And the Light elves came to Aurethel!

• Olga: I think the reason why it’s in the common language is perhaps because the God of Light foresaw all of this.

• Olga: This could mean that we have to make the right choice when fate presents it.

• Olga: There is a peculiar proverb that’s known among Holy Maidens.

• Olga: The blood of deceit, shall hinder the light’s descent.

• Memories flood my mind, and I finally connect the dots.
• You: (The God of Light’s power is the power to heal. He gave a share of it to the humans, but no one could find it.)

• You: (My blood is healing the dragon egg…)

• You: (The God of Light must have foreseen all of this. The proverb among Holy Maidens states that the blood of deceit shall hinder the light’s descent.)

• You: (Could the proverb be viewed as a riddle? In that case, the proverb is really about-)

The importance of honesty

• You: (I have to be honest!)

• You: (But what’s the use of honesty in the current situation?)

• As I hesitate, the ground continues to collapse all the way to my feet.
• Losing my balance, I fall backwards.
• Salvia: Look out, Zoya!

• I’m already falling when Salvia shouts.

• I desperately try to grab onto something, but all that my hand touches is dirt.
• Accompanied by the deafening rumble of the earth splitting, I keep falling and falling into darkness.
• There’s only one thought in my mind before losing consciousness.
• Did I misunderstand the proverb’s true meaning? Is that why I couldn’t escape my cursed fate?

Ending [Into the Darkness]

The blood of the tricksters

• You: (Deceit also means trickery. The blood of deceit must refer to the blood of tricksters!)

• You: (The blood of deceit, shall hinder the light’s descent. It means the blood of a trickster can determine whether the light comes.)

• You: (It’s because the God of Light hid the humans’ share of his divine power in the trickster’s bloodline!)

• You: (As a descendant of tricksters, the human’s share of the divine power is within me!)

• *rumble*
• The ground continues to collapse, getting closer and closer to us.
• Salvia notices my unusual behavior.
• Salvia: Something’s wrong with the egg, Zoya.

• Salvia: It’s drinking your blood! Put it down!

• Emilio: Whatever you’re trying to do, it’s too late now!

• Emilio: Let’s go, everyone! Let’s head to somewhere safe!

• You: No, I can’t leave.

• You: I understand now, Emilio, Salvia.

• You: I understand what the choice of fate is!

• I look at the dragon egg, then at the Sacred Tree swaying dangerously in the wind.
• You: (If I save the dragon egg with the God of Light’s divine power, there will be hope for the dragons, but I may not survive.)

• You: (If I restore the Sacred Tree with the divine power, it’ll come back to life. I’ll be able to break my curse, but there will no longer be dragons in the world.)

• You: (This is the choice of fate.)

• You: (Do I save the dragon egg to make up for my ancestor’s mistake, or save the Sacred Tree to break the curse?)

Save the dragon egg

• You: (My ancestor caused the dragons’ death.)

• You: (If I don’t save the dragon egg, there won’t be any dragons left in the world.)

• You: (I… have to make up for the mistake my ancestor made!)

• I hold tightly onto the dragon egg, and pick up an arrow on the ground.
• I stab my arm with the arrow, letting more blood flow.
• Salvia: What are you doing, Zoya?!

• Emilio: Olga!

• You: I’m sorry, Emilio, Salvia.

• You: This is the trial I must face. I believe it was the God of Light’s will that led me here.

• You: Because the God of Light’s divine power… is in my blood.

• Emilio, Reuel, and Salvia stare at me in confusion.
• You: I can’t explain everything now.

• You: But the dragons haven’t done anything wrong. They shouldn’t die out like this. I… I’m going to save the dragon egg!

• You: Thank you for being by my side for everything, Salvia. I’m sorry for hiding things from you, Emilio.

• The pain from the curse surges through my body, rendering me speechless as I feel as though I’m about to be ripped apart from within.
• My blood flows quickly from the wound and disappears into the dragon egg.
• You: (O God of Light, surely you hid the humans’ share of the divine power in the trickster’s bloodline as a way to punish the humans.)

• You: (You thought the cunning and greedy tricksters would never sacrifice themselves…)

• You: (And that we would never give our lives to save others.)

• I stab the wound on my arm again with the arrow, holding onto the dragon egg even tighter.
• You: (But I’m not the same person anymore. Everything I’ve seen and experienced has changed me.)

• You: (Take the divine power in my blood, O God of Light. Save the dragon egg, and let there be hope for the dragons.)

• You: (On behalf of my ancestor, I apologize for everything you’ve gone through, Dragon King.)

• A gust of wind hits me, tearing at my hair and clothing. Light and pain drown me.
• It feels like a long time has passed, and yet, it also feels like only a moment has gone by.
• Having so much blood taken from me, I finally collapse into a warm embrace.
• Salvia: Why, Zoya?! You didn’t have to…

• Salvia catches me as I fall, weeping quietly as her tears fall uncontrollably.
• You: I’m sorry, Salvia.

• I manage to smile one last time for her.
• I reach out, trying to wipe away her tears.
• But my hands are so heavy, as are my eyelids…

The egg hatches, the king is reborn, and the curse is lifted

• Surrounded by darkness, I fall into a long, deep dream.
• In the dream, a golden dragon soars freely in the sky. Wherever the dragon goes, flowers bloom and the birds frolic.
• I find myself atop a lush hill where a dark, haughty figure also stands.
• A breeze passes by, and the figure dissipates into mist…

• You: Salvia!

• I call out, jerking out of my slumber. I blink and open my eyes, seeing my familiar room around me.
• A young, handsome stranger stands by my bed. His bright blue eyes widen at my sudden yell.
• ???: You’re awake! How do you feel?

• You: Who…

• ???: You probably have a lot of questions.

• ???: Why don’t you get changed first? I’ll wait for you in the corridor.

• After changing, I head out to the corridor to find the blue-eyes youth smiling at me.
• ???: Hello, Zoya. I’m Alaric.

• You: (Alaric… I remember that name from somewhere.)

• Alaric: I am the Dragon King, and also the dragon in the egg you saved.

• You: What?!

• Alaric: Yes. After I cursed the trickster all those centuries ago, I didn’t die. Instead, I regressed into a dragon egg and fell into a deep slumber.

• Alaric: To protect me, the God of Light hid me in the Dragon Village.

• Alaric: He also took another little dragon who was stranded on the battlefield - Reuel.

• Alaric recounts the past with an air of unshakable calm far beyond his current youth.
• Alaric: The God of Light appointed Reuel as the High Priest of the elves, but Reuel never forgot his own people.

• Alaric: He has made it his duty to search me.

• Alaric: Of course, his duty also became his shackles.

• You: (This is the reason the High Priest was so insistent on hatching the dragon egg.)

• Alaric: But thanks to you giving the humans’ share of the divine power, I’ve been saved.

• Alaric: With the blessing of two shares of divine power, not only did I recover, but I was hatched and awakened ahead of time. I was able to be reborn, taking on this form.

• You: And… you saved me?

• Alaric: Yes, I healed you with dragon magic. I am still a dragon, after all.

• Alaric: Unfortunately, the Sacred Tree couldn’t be saved. But once the tsunami receded, the elves managed to preserve the Tree’s roots.

• Alaric: They are trying to find a way to grow a new Sacred Tree, and I’ll do my best to help them, too.

• You: Can a new Sacred Tree really be grown?

• Alaric: Elves and dragons lead very long lives. If we work together, there’s definitely hope.

• Alaric gives me a small smile, but it’s one that is both calm and resolute.
• You: What about the High Priest?

• Alaric: He’s… not doing well. He lost his heart, and he was gravely injured.

• Alaric: So, I used dragon magic to transform him into a dragon egg, letting him slumber like I did.

• Alaric: After I’ve helped the elves, I’ll bring him back to the Dragon Village, and find a way to hatch him.

• Alaric: Don’t worry, he will be reborn one day. This time, I’ll protect him.

• I smile as I feel a warm breeze sweeping through the corridor. Aurethel is back to what it was.
• As I reach out to tuck my flyaway hair behind my ear, I realize my wrist is void of any scars or marks.
• You: My curse mark! It’s gone!

• Alaric: Because I’ve forgiven your ancestors.

• You: You have?

• Alaric: Back then, even though I lay in slumber, my hatred for the tricksters festered. My resentment made the curse lasting.

• Alaric: Now, I no longer hate him, and the curse naturally ceases to exist.

• Alaric: All because his descendant made the right choice.

• You: (I didn’t think that the curse would be lifted by what I did…)

• Alaric: How do you feel now? You were unconscious for days.

• Alaric: By the way, the Dark elf who was with you has been waiting for you at the coast-

• I didn’t hear the rest of Alaric’s words.
• Because I’ve turned and am sprinting towards the sea.

• In the distance, Salvia stands under a tree with her head lowered, as if she’s mulling over something.
• You: Salvia!

• I call out to her at the top of my lungs, and she turns to me.
• Salvia: Zoya!

• As I run towards Salvia, she races towards me too.
• My body grows lighter, and my mood more buoyant. I run down the path along the coast, across the beach…
• Through the sunshine and the breeze, and through everything we’ve experienced in East Viera-
• Toward her.

• Later, I come clean with Emilio and the Queen about everything that’s happened. Then I leave Aurethel after bidding them farewell.
• Salvia brings us back underground one more time, expressing explicitly to the Grand Elder that she does not intend to participate in the war.
• The Grand Elder is angry, but unable to rebuke Salvia, she chooses to let us leave.
• Then, Salvia and I head out to explore the world out there, fulfilling our promise together.

• Thorny valleys, lush forests, sweltering deserts…
• Salvia and I visit many different places, admiring all kinds of scenery.
• You: Where are we going today, Salvia?

• Salvia: Hmmm, how about the other side of the sea? I heard there are singing fishes there.

• You: Singing fishes? But it’s far away, will it be dangerous?

• Salvia: Why? Is my little Zoya scared?

• You: No, of course not.

• You: With you here, I’m not afraid of anything.

• Salvia laughs heartily as she takes my hand, striding forward.
• The skies are clear, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air.
• I have the world at my feet, and my most precious person by my side.
• At times, my happiness and excitement are tinged with a hint of apprehension and unease.
• But these won’t stop me from moving forward.
• Because I know that Salvia’s hand will always be…
• Intertwined with mine.

Ending [Boundless Horizon]

Enter a dream and stay asleep

• I fall into a deep, long dream.
• Between the lofty mountains and cascading waterfall, a golden dragon emerges from among the clouds.
• The giant dragon soars past valleys and waterfalls. Wherever the dragon goes, flowers bloom and birds frolic.
• Salvia holds my hand, leading me down a path lined with flowers. It seems to go on forever…
• I lose myself in the dream, hoping it’ll never end…

Ending [A Long Dream]

Save the Sacred Tree

• You: (Nothing is more important than surviving! I’ll save the Sacred Tree and break my curse!)

• I put the dragon egg down on the ground and pick up the arrow.
• I stab my arm with the arrow, letting more blood flow.
• Salvia: What are you doing, Zoya?!

• Emilio: Olga!

• You: It’s hard for me to explain everything now, Salvia, Emilio.

• You: But, if it’s one thing I understand, it’s that the God of Light’s divine power is in my blood.

• You: As long as I give my blood to the Sacred Tree, it can be saved, and my curse can also be broken!

• I walk forward and embrace the tree tightly.
• Blood flows from my wound onto the Sacred Tree, and it begins to glow and recover its greens. New leaves begin to bud…
• You: (Yes! It’s working!)

• An intense pain surges through me. A power within the Sacred Tree is eagerly drinking my blood.
• I endure the pain as I keep praying for the Sacred Tree’s recovery.
• I don’t know how much time has passed, but my body finally succumbs to exhaustion, and I collapse.
• Salvia: Zoya!

• Salvia rushes forward to help me up.
• The Sacred Tree’s light grows, and before its radiance reaches me…
• The light vanishes, and the Sacred Tree rapidly withers, returning to its previous charred state.
• You: (Why is this happening…?)

• Reuel: It seems that the Sacred Tree is too badly injured, just like the dragon egg.

• Reuel: One share of the divine power was not enough.

• You: What? Then…

• Reuel: The divine power left behind by the God of Light has been exhausted. It’s too late now…

• Reuel: This tragedy was destined to be.

• *rumble*
• The ground continues to collapse all the way to my feet. Losing my balance, I fall backwards.
• Salvia: Look out, Zoya!

• I’m already falling when Salvia shouts.

• I plummet with the rocks, the fall stretching into eternity.
• The choking dust and terrifying darkness swallow me.
• Before losing consciousness, Reuel’s words echo in my mind - “This tragedy was destined to be.”
• All because of my selfish obstinacy…

Ending [Destined Tragedy]