WAXF Script
< Act 3-12 >
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: This is not the only world.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Rather, there is a multiplicity of worlds, aligned in a series of parallel dimensions. These worlds exist in a state of equilibrium, and generally have no influence upon each other.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: This place, Filgaia, is one such world. The land where I was born and raised, Elw Borea, is another.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Elw Borea is a world of endless war.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Our world used to be ruled by the so-called Lord of Darkness, Belia Lugos. But not everyone submitted to his tyranny. I was one of a group of twelve who devoted our lives to overthrowing Belias Lugos.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: By the end of our first bloody battle, half of our group had lost their lives. We survivors challenged Belia Lugos again, and when we finally claimed victory, the only ones still standing were myself, Yulia...and Kressen.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: With Belia Lugos slain, everyone expected that peace would finally come to Elw Borea.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: But that didn't happen...
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Seduced by the Dark Lord's power, Kressen declared himself Belia Lugos's successor, and started a new war for control of Elw Borea.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: But when faced with the military might of a unified Elw Borea, Kressen was defeated and captured. He was to be locked away in Illsveil, a prison situated in a dimensional rift.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: I was transferring Kressen to Illsveil in my ship, the Lombardia, when he escaped his confinement, and we crossed swords once again.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: We were both heavily wounded, as was the Lombardia, leaving us with no hope of reaching Illsveil safely.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Yulia and I fled in escape pods, without even a chance to program in a destination. Guided by good fortune alone, my pod drifted to Filgaia, where I soon met Clarissa and Melissa...
Felius: Yulia should have landed on Filgaia as well, or at least a world near Filgaia, but I haven't seen any sign of her.
Felius: I had thought Kressen would be trapped in the dimensional rift, along with the Lombardia.
[Flashback to the face-off inside the Lombardia.]
Kressen: You can't protect her. You don't have the power to protect anyone!
[We see the wrecked Lombardia.]
Felius: But it seems that Kressen, and the Lombardia, somehow managed to land on Filgaia.
Felius: Kressen landed in a different time period than I did. He changed his name to Weisheit and pursued his secret plans under the cover of war.
Felius: He must have created the ARMs using techniques he inherited from Belia Lugos. He then amassed great power by selling his weapons throughout Filgaia.
Felius: All so that one day he could exact his revenge upon those who had defied him...
[Back to Felius standing in the lab...]
Felius: ...
Alexia: So the ARMs we've been using to gain combat abilities were made with technology from a parallel world...
Clarissa: And Mother's sword... The Iskender Bey that Rupert stole from us...
Clarissa: --?!
Clarissa: Wait... Hold on a minute!
Clarissa: If that story is true, then how come Mother could wield Iskender Bey?
Felius: I don't know. I'm as surprised by that as you are.
Felius: All Elw Borean weapons, including Iskender Bey and the Lombardia, can only be used by their rightful owners.
Felius: If the user's biopattern doesn't match the registered profile, then the safety should remain locked.
Labyrinthia: That's not the only thing that doesn't make sense...
Labyrinthia: Why would infecting Filgaia with a pestilence of ARMs help avenge something that happened on Elw Borea, an entirely different world?
Levin: It must be because, um... ...Yeah, why would he do that?
Weisheit: Perhaps you might allow me to answer that question.
[Weisheit warps into the room.]
Felius: --Kressen!
Ragnar: Weisheit...
Weisheit: After all, I believe I'm the only one who is capable of doing so.
Weisheit: But in exchange for my explanation, I shall take your lives as payment...
Clarissa: --!
Weisheit: ARMs contain abilities that their users don't yet know. Or rather, abilities that their users haven't yet been informed of.
Weisheit: When you undergo a class change, information is temporarily written into an unused region of your brain.
Weisheit: For example, Secutors recieve information about close-range combat, while Elementalists receive information about energy-focusing techniques.
Weisheit: This information allows you to use skills that you hadn't previously had access to, as if you had known them all along.
Labyrinthia: In that case, the opposite might also be possible...
Weisheit: A very impressive deduction. You are exactly right.
Weisheit: ARMs also have a second function...
Weisheit: That function is to copy the information recorded in the user's brain. Information that even the user isn't consciously aware of.
Levin: Are you saying there are things in my head that even I don't know about?!
Weisheit: It's not just you.
Weisheit: Fragments of a certain data file have been copied into the brains of all humans living on Filgaia.
Alexia: A data file...?! By whom? And for what purpose?!
Clarissa: A prehistoric civilization...
Weisheit: Well... It seems you have absorbed a great deal of knowledge from your archaeologist mother.
Weisheit: As you have surmised, it was indeed a prehistoric Filgaian civilization that copied this information into the memory centers of your brains.
Ragnar: I'm beginning to wonder if this story might actually be true. If you were intending to deceive us, I can't imagine you'd come up with something so outlandish.
[Weisheit loses his smirk.]
Weisheit: A long time ago...
Weisheit: A prehistoric Filgaian civilization was facing extinction.
So they sought a way to preserve their advanced technology and began accumulating wisdom for future generations.
Weisheit: Any sort of physical record would eventually be lost to the ravages of time. But a record without physical form could last forever.
Weisheit: It was an extraordinarily clever way of ensuring that for as long as the human species survived, the information could endure.
Weisheit: By breaking their vast collection of knowledge into numerous fragments and inscribing them into their genetic make-up, they were able to pass it down from generation to generation, indefinitely.
Clarissa: That's...the "Legacy Ruins" that Mother was searching for? It can't be!
Weisheit: It certainly can be.
Weisheit: Several hundred years ago, I used war as a pretext to scatter ARMs throughout Filgaia.
Weisheit: At first I was merely using them as a source of income. But once I discovered this secret, assembling this lost knowledge became my primary goal.
Labyrinthia: So this is the truth behind Weisheit, the Death Merchant.
Weisheit: When used, the Access Points unpload each user's "Legacy Ruins" data fragments.
Weisheit: I've spent a long, long time assembling the fragments and processing the data within.
Weisheit: And why? So that I can develop new and powerful weapons to use when I exact my revenge upon Elw Borea...
Clarissa: The Legacy Ruins... The remnants of a lost civilization, used for revenge...!
Weisheit: The people of that lost civilization developed some truly fascinating things....
Weisheit: Live Reflectors, nanomachines, Deus Ex Machine, Ka-Dingir, and of course...
[Asgard warps in.]
Clarissa: Golems...
[Weisheit smirks.]
Weisheit: Heh heh heh... Now, Asgard, rain your wrath down upon them! They know too much to be allowed to live!
Weisheit: But don't harm Felius. His body will be mine.
=D.E.R.=
Labyrinthia: Let's take a look at the Tactical Map we'll be fighting on.
Labyrinthia: We'll be starting here...
Labyrinthia: And the enemy line looks like this.
Labyrinthia: And so we meet Weisheit's golem Asgard once more... Every time we battle him, his fighting style and capabilities grow in power.
I'm sure he's got yet another bag of tricks in store for us this time.
Labyrinthia: For us, our only feasibly tactic is to exploit the weaknesses of a metallic enemy as much as we possibly can...
Lightning will work, but there has to be some other way to deal consistent damage to him, too.
Labyrinthia: Against Asgard, we'll need to be prepared for any and all eventualities!
[When Asgard is defeated...]
-Reinforcements appeared!-
[The battle ends once all the reinforcements have shown up.]
Levin: Whaaaa?!
Raganr: Weisheit must have designed an entire mass production facility...
Weisheit: Wars are won with numbers. No matter how powerful a golem is, just one alone wouldn't make much of a difference.
Weisheit: As I believe I mentioned earlier, I'm preparing for an all-out assault on the world of Elw Borea.
Weisheit: I have been preparing military assets like these for hundreds of years.
Clarissa: ...
Clarissa: Mother's life's work... You've perverted it completely...
Clarissa: You sought the Legacy Ruins just so you could build weapons out of other peoples' memories!
Weisheit: I have the right to use the Legacy Ruins data however I please. It really has come in quite handy.
Clarissa: ...
Clarissa: Mother wanted it so she could find a way to stop Filgaia's decay...
[Weisheit frowns.]
Weisheit: Ah, I assume you mean the Yggdrasil System?
Weisheit: Because I actually did find several data fragments concerning that topic.
Clarissa: --?!
[Weisheit smirks cryptically and brings his hand to his head.]
Weisheit: But I'm afraid that information was of not interest to me.
Weisheit: I didn't see any point in saving Filgaia from its inevitable death. So I went ahead and destroyed it all.
Clarissa: ...
Weisheit: I have no use for technologies that cannot be used for military purposes.
Clarissa: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!
=D.E.R.=
Labyrinthia: Let's take a look at the Tactical Map we'll be fighting on.
Labyrinthia: We'll be starting here...
Labyrinthia: And the enemy line is...well, it's twelve of those golems. I can't believe they're being mass-produced. One was enough trouble for a lifetime!
Labyrinthia: Still, these models may be simplified from Asgard... They might not be equipped with all of his abilities.
Labyrinthia: That could be the only hope we have for this...
Labyrinthia: We possess more than ample golem experience, having clashed with Asgard as much as we have. Now it's just a matter of how well we can apply it.
Labyrinthia: Our MP is going to be our lifeline here... We absolutely cannot run out of MP in the midst of battle. Do whatever it takes to avoid that!
[The battle ends when all enemies have been defeated.]
Felius: Kressen! It ends here!
[Felius swings his halberd at Weisheit, but his attack goes through. Weisheit's image flickers and disappears.]
Felius: A hologram...?!
Weisheit: If you insist on fighting me, Felius, I'd be delighted to crush you. And don't forget...
Weisheit: Even if you do manage to slip out of my grasp, there still won't be any place for you in Filgaia.
Weisheit: Heh heh heh... Hah hah hah! Hah hah hah hah hah hah!
Weisheit: Yes, Felius, yes indeed... You will be mine. There is no other possible outcome!
[The screen fades to black and the player is prompted to save.]
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: This is not the only world.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Rather, there is a multiplicity of worlds, aligned in a series of parallel dimensions. These worlds exist in a state of equilibrium, and generally have no influence upon each other.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: This place, Filgaia, is one such world. The land where I was born and raised, Elw Borea, is another.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Elw Borea is a world of endless war.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Our world used to be ruled by the so-called Lord of Darkness, Belia Lugos. But not everyone submitted to his tyranny. I was one of a group of twelve who devoted our lives to overthrowing Belias Lugos.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: By the end of our first bloody battle, half of our group had lost their lives. We survivors challenged Belia Lugos again, and when we finally claimed victory, the only ones still standing were myself, Yulia...and Kressen.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: With Belia Lugos slain, everyone expected that peace would finally come to Elw Borea.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: But that didn't happen...
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Seduced by the Dark Lord's power, Kressen declared himself Belia Lugos's successor, and started a new war for control of Elw Borea.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: But when faced with the military might of a unified Elw Borea, Kressen was defeated and captured. He was to be locked away in Illsveil, a prison situated in a dimensional rift.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: I was transferring Kressen to Illsveil in my ship, the Lombardia, when he escaped his confinement, and we crossed swords once again.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: We were both heavily wounded, as was the Lombardia, leaving us with no hope of reaching Illsveil safely.
[NARRATIVE (Felius)]: Yulia and I fled in escape pods, without even a chance to program in a destination. Guided by good fortune alone, my pod drifted to Filgaia, where I soon met Clarissa and Melissa...
Felius: Yulia should have landed on Filgaia as well, or at least a world near Filgaia, but I haven't seen any sign of her.
Felius: I had thought Kressen would be trapped in the dimensional rift, along with the Lombardia.
[Flashback to the face-off inside the Lombardia.]
Kressen: You can't protect her. You don't have the power to protect anyone!
[We see the wrecked Lombardia.]
Felius: But it seems that Kressen, and the Lombardia, somehow managed to land on Filgaia.
Felius: Kressen landed in a different time period than I did. He changed his name to Weisheit and pursued his secret plans under the cover of war.
Felius: He must have created the ARMs using techniques he inherited from Belia Lugos. He then amassed great power by selling his weapons throughout Filgaia.
Felius: All so that one day he could exact his revenge upon those who had defied him...
[Back to Felius standing in the lab...]
Felius: ...
Alexia: So the ARMs we've been using to gain combat abilities were made with technology from a parallel world...
Clarissa: And Mother's sword... The Iskender Bey that Rupert stole from us...
Clarissa: --?!
Clarissa: Wait... Hold on a minute!
Clarissa: If that story is true, then how come Mother could wield Iskender Bey?
Felius: I don't know. I'm as surprised by that as you are.
Felius: All Elw Borean weapons, including Iskender Bey and the Lombardia, can only be used by their rightful owners.
Felius: If the user's biopattern doesn't match the registered profile, then the safety should remain locked.
Labyrinthia: That's not the only thing that doesn't make sense...
Labyrinthia: Why would infecting Filgaia with a pestilence of ARMs help avenge something that happened on Elw Borea, an entirely different world?
Levin: It must be because, um... ...Yeah, why would he do that?
Weisheit: Perhaps you might allow me to answer that question.
[Weisheit warps into the room.]
Felius: --Kressen!
Ragnar: Weisheit...
Weisheit: After all, I believe I'm the only one who is capable of doing so.
Weisheit: But in exchange for my explanation, I shall take your lives as payment...
Clarissa: --!
Weisheit: ARMs contain abilities that their users don't yet know. Or rather, abilities that their users haven't yet been informed of.
Weisheit: When you undergo a class change, information is temporarily written into an unused region of your brain.
Weisheit: For example, Secutors recieve information about close-range combat, while Elementalists receive information about energy-focusing techniques.
Weisheit: This information allows you to use skills that you hadn't previously had access to, as if you had known them all along.
Labyrinthia: In that case, the opposite might also be possible...
Weisheit: A very impressive deduction. You are exactly right.
Weisheit: ARMs also have a second function...
Weisheit: That function is to copy the information recorded in the user's brain. Information that even the user isn't consciously aware of.
Levin: Are you saying there are things in my head that even I don't know about?!
Weisheit: It's not just you.
Weisheit: Fragments of a certain data file have been copied into the brains of all humans living on Filgaia.
Alexia: A data file...?! By whom? And for what purpose?!
Clarissa: A prehistoric civilization...
Weisheit: Well... It seems you have absorbed a great deal of knowledge from your archaeologist mother.
Weisheit: As you have surmised, it was indeed a prehistoric Filgaian civilization that copied this information into the memory centers of your brains.
Ragnar: I'm beginning to wonder if this story might actually be true. If you were intending to deceive us, I can't imagine you'd come up with something so outlandish.
[Weisheit loses his smirk.]
Weisheit: A long time ago...
Weisheit: A prehistoric Filgaian civilization was facing extinction.
So they sought a way to preserve their advanced technology and began accumulating wisdom for future generations.
Weisheit: Any sort of physical record would eventually be lost to the ravages of time. But a record without physical form could last forever.
Weisheit: It was an extraordinarily clever way of ensuring that for as long as the human species survived, the information could endure.
Weisheit: By breaking their vast collection of knowledge into numerous fragments and inscribing them into their genetic make-up, they were able to pass it down from generation to generation, indefinitely.
Clarissa: That's...the "Legacy Ruins" that Mother was searching for? It can't be!
Weisheit: It certainly can be.
Weisheit: Several hundred years ago, I used war as a pretext to scatter ARMs throughout Filgaia.
Weisheit: At first I was merely using them as a source of income. But once I discovered this secret, assembling this lost knowledge became my primary goal.
Labyrinthia: So this is the truth behind Weisheit, the Death Merchant.
Weisheit: When used, the Access Points unpload each user's "Legacy Ruins" data fragments.
Weisheit: I've spent a long, long time assembling the fragments and processing the data within.
Weisheit: And why? So that I can develop new and powerful weapons to use when I exact my revenge upon Elw Borea...
Clarissa: The Legacy Ruins... The remnants of a lost civilization, used for revenge...!
Weisheit: The people of that lost civilization developed some truly fascinating things....
Weisheit: Live Reflectors, nanomachines, Deus Ex Machine, Ka-Dingir, and of course...
[Asgard warps in.]
Clarissa: Golems...
[Weisheit smirks.]
Weisheit: Heh heh heh... Now, Asgard, rain your wrath down upon them! They know too much to be allowed to live!
Weisheit: But don't harm Felius. His body will be mine.
=D.E.R.=
Labyrinthia: Let's take a look at the Tactical Map we'll be fighting on.
Labyrinthia: We'll be starting here...
Labyrinthia: And the enemy line looks like this.
Labyrinthia: And so we meet Weisheit's golem Asgard once more... Every time we battle him, his fighting style and capabilities grow in power.
I'm sure he's got yet another bag of tricks in store for us this time.
Labyrinthia: For us, our only feasibly tactic is to exploit the weaknesses of a metallic enemy as much as we possibly can...
Lightning will work, but there has to be some other way to deal consistent damage to him, too.
Labyrinthia: Against Asgard, we'll need to be prepared for any and all eventualities!
[When Asgard is defeated...]
-Reinforcements appeared!-
[The battle ends once all the reinforcements have shown up.]
Levin: Whaaaa?!
Raganr: Weisheit must have designed an entire mass production facility...
Weisheit: Wars are won with numbers. No matter how powerful a golem is, just one alone wouldn't make much of a difference.
Weisheit: As I believe I mentioned earlier, I'm preparing for an all-out assault on the world of Elw Borea.
Weisheit: I have been preparing military assets like these for hundreds of years.
Clarissa: ...
Clarissa: Mother's life's work... You've perverted it completely...
Clarissa: You sought the Legacy Ruins just so you could build weapons out of other peoples' memories!
Weisheit: I have the right to use the Legacy Ruins data however I please. It really has come in quite handy.
Clarissa: ...
Clarissa: Mother wanted it so she could find a way to stop Filgaia's decay...
[Weisheit frowns.]
Weisheit: Ah, I assume you mean the Yggdrasil System?
Weisheit: Because I actually did find several data fragments concerning that topic.
Clarissa: --?!
[Weisheit smirks cryptically and brings his hand to his head.]
Weisheit: But I'm afraid that information was of not interest to me.
Weisheit: I didn't see any point in saving Filgaia from its inevitable death. So I went ahead and destroyed it all.
Clarissa: ...
Weisheit: I have no use for technologies that cannot be used for military purposes.
Clarissa: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!
=D.E.R.=
Labyrinthia: Let's take a look at the Tactical Map we'll be fighting on.
Labyrinthia: We'll be starting here...
Labyrinthia: And the enemy line is...well, it's twelve of those golems. I can't believe they're being mass-produced. One was enough trouble for a lifetime!
Labyrinthia: Still, these models may be simplified from Asgard... They might not be equipped with all of his abilities.
Labyrinthia: That could be the only hope we have for this...
Labyrinthia: We possess more than ample golem experience, having clashed with Asgard as much as we have. Now it's just a matter of how well we can apply it.
Labyrinthia: Our MP is going to be our lifeline here... We absolutely cannot run out of MP in the midst of battle. Do whatever it takes to avoid that!
[The battle ends when all enemies have been defeated.]
Felius: Kressen! It ends here!
[Felius swings his halberd at Weisheit, but his attack goes through. Weisheit's image flickers and disappears.]
Felius: A hologram...?!
Weisheit: If you insist on fighting me, Felius, I'd be delighted to crush you. And don't forget...
Weisheit: Even if you do manage to slip out of my grasp, there still won't be any place for you in Filgaia.
Weisheit: Heh heh heh... Hah hah hah! Hah hah hah hah hah hah!
Weisheit: Yes, Felius, yes indeed... You will be mine. There is no other possible outcome!
[The screen fades to black and the player is prompted to save.]