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Theme of the Linked Horizon
Does the world feel huge? Or…does it feel cramped?
Ah…that old map lies covered in dust…
Is every day enjoyable? Or…is it boring?
Ah…that globe standing atop the table rattles and spins quite often…
Right now…someone is giving their first cries in a place unknown to you…
To just let it pass without ever meeting seems a little lonely…
We are free and can journey towards anywhere
To invite you towards a linked horizon -> an expanding world, I shall take your hand
The freedom of truth always lies <in your heart>[there]
Close your eyes, come on…let’s go!
Is life precious? Or…is it of no importance?
Ah…what should we put in our empty pockets…
As always…even while you are sleeping, wars are brewing on the horizon
To just be ignorant without ever becoming wiser seems a little sad…
We are free like the wind and can visit anywhere
To take flight towards a linked horizon -> a new world, I shall play a song
The freedom that cannot be denied from us always lies <in our hearts>[here]
Strain your ears, come on…let’s go!
Even if the starry sky you look upon
Is different from the one I see
That loneliness you feel right now
Must be in the same color as mine
Ah…we will continue to go around a world that links to the farthest corners
And if I were to borrow the words of a certain poet, “like a white crow”-
For instance, it is the past. For instance, it is the future.
The infinite possibilities. The invisible chains which we shall link.
It is the freedom of fantasies, they will come back to us no matter where
I shall give to you the treasure I found on a linked horizon -> a wonderful world
We are free to choose our destinations, no matter how many times or where to
In a linked horizon -> a yet unknown world, you will be the one to weave a song come tomorrow
Does the world feel huge? Or…does it feel cramped?
Ah…that old map…
ヽ(■∀■)ﾉ ﾅｶﾞﾙ ﾅｶﾞﾙ
( へ) ﾅｶﾞﾙ ﾅｶﾞﾙ
♪ 繋ｶﾞﾙ ﾅｶﾞﾙ
ヽ(■∀■)ﾉ ﾅｶﾞﾙ ｶﾞﾙ
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Accounts of the Journey in Luxendarc
Gardisra, the beginning country.
Walking down the path, with shadows stretching across the stone pavements
A long slope leading towards the harbor, and you have yet to know
Everyone harbors a sad season within their hearts
But…someday…we will be able to smile…so don’t put out the lights…
Light shimmers through the clouds…the sky of journeys beginning…
Lakrika, the desert and the huge clock country.
Leaving behind footprints on the dry desert…
They wander and seek for water to quench their thirst
Droplets fall onto the burning sands, and they proceed onward…
A blurring light on the horizon, the sun shimmering in heat tells the time
The grand clock that depended on the wind to move
Lost its source of motion when the wind ceased
Whether day or night, it creaks and croaks without stop
Even though it is now turned by sweating hands…
Within the city in the desert where water was a scarcity, you’ll have to pay a hefty sum[pq]* to drink some
What is the price tag on life? There is no answer even to this simple question…
Leaving you behind with your troubles…the hands of the clock move forward…
Flowel, the fascinating flower country.
Even daytime is inside the gloomy folds of flower petals
Wet with overgrown desires and self-consciousness
Ladies gathering within the artificial darkness, lit by neon
To compete for the most supreme beauty in the sanctified flower festival
With trendy hair colors, trendy hair accessories
And trendy clothes, will you fake a trendy smile as well?
It was said that if you dress yourself up, you can be like the flowers…the stars…the butterflies…
Displaying the kind of beauty you desire, you can become someone wonderful
Averting your eyes from your true self hidden inside
And the beauty in your heart…
Taking in the remaining fragrance of wildly blossoming flowers…you tilted your head…
Granship, the nearly vanished and disappearing country.
Afloat the seas, the ocean breeze caresses your cheeks
Blowing through your strands of your hair and dancing away
Chasing after the rolling clouds, the seagulls disappear
What lies distantly beyond the horizon?
A story woven by an expanding world
Travelers will be taken aback, and all say
This whole giant ship is a country by itself
Would you believe that if I’d told you this yesterday?
Now…the waves are quiet…during this peaceful time… the wind invites dusk…
Where should we head…tomorrow…
Eizenberg, the civil war country
Behind the raging volcano and above the magma, burning red
Are crowds of people completely exhausted, with no end to the civil war in sight
The burrowed into the dark underground…they hid…they dug…
Cries…won’t reach above…and can’t be heard…but that’s expected…
With their eyes set on rare metals…they searched…they dug…
They held back…bit back…their real feelings…they were but boys-
To uphold peace, to give praise to freedom – they are the ones who killed themselves and took up shields
To gain prosperity, to become someone in power – they are the ones who killed their enemies and took up swords
This war of repeating conflict will not come to an end, and eventually, the obsession for gaining victory
Killed people indiscriminately, spread the poison afar, and gave birth to a devil’s massacre
-what did you think when you heard that?
Because…after a split moment of sadness, your gaze grew firm and strong…
Eternia, the sub-zero tundra, the immortal arctic country.
The story of a cold country, where wind danced with white flakes
You came to a stop suddenly, and listened carefully –
Surrounded by steep mountains covered in sheets of snow
An old village was assaulted by tragedy, and left with frozen smiles
A long time ago…a contagious disease…spread afar…within the blink of an eye…
As if in mockery…countless lights…were simply…put out…
-is it an unforgivable sin
To wish for an eternal future?
Despite that…I wish for you…at the very least…to remain in good health…
We will remember…the days we journeyed with you…we won’t forget…the days we walked through with you-
Accounts of our Journey in Luxendarc
*pq: the currency in the game.
All of the country names are not official romanizations, but just approximations based on the katakana.
Gardisra, the beginning country: As its name implies, this is the country that the game begins in. It is known for its warm climate, but is constantly plagued by assaults staged by Eternia. The protagonist was taken in by Gardisra after his own country was destroyed by the sudden appearance of the giant hole in the ground.
Lakrika, the desert and huge clock country: Due to their possession of the Wind Crystal, they were able to power the country through gigantic windmills. However, after the catastrophe happened and the wind stopped, they switched to employ human labor to turn the windmills. The merchants secured all the water sources to themselves and inflated the price of water.
Granship, the sinking country: A country built upon the deck of a gigantic ship. It used to be inhabited by great pirates, but the boat eventually wore down and began to sink into the ocean bit by bit. The committee overseeing the country is having more fun pushing responsibilities around than fixing the problem.
Eizenberg, the civil war country: Description detailed in this post.
Eternia: A country that supports the managing and usage of crystals via human hands as opposed to treating crystals as objects of worship(the idea of anti-crystalism). They have advanced technology, and their military prowess is nothing to scoff at.
Flowel’s description hasn’t been put up on the official site yet, it seems.