p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"With Purple Heart's recent absence and mysterious reappearance, along with the near disaster that coincided with it, we basilicom staff had been busy with returning the state back to normalcy. Well, at least in Lastation. I can't speak for the other lands, though I've heard that Lowee was effectively untouched. There were rumors of a second Black Heart, which were eventually confirmed by Lady Uni. Apparently though, there were more than just another Black Heart, but also other versions of all the Goddesses, excluding Purple Heart! I bring this up to give an idea of the situation I had to work with when I was called into the meeting. I was lost when I had passed through the main entrance of Planeptune's Basilicom, especially when the front desk was unattended. Looking around, I see the computer is still on, the monitor reflecting off the starkly white wall behind it. Noticing the elevator about 10 feet to the left, I wait for the desk attendants return. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Would it be okay to just go?" I mumble to myself. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I don't want to get lost." How would I explain that? Black Heart would be peeved if I pulled a stunt like that. No one's in the lobby, so my only option is to wait, it looks like. Perhaps I got the meeting place wrong? Checking my phone, I reread the email sent by BH. Meet at Planeptune Basilicom this Wednesday for introductions about your new project. I recommended you for this work to Histoire, so I expect you to be there early as well. -CPU Black Heart. Do I count as early? I figured I would be able to immediately go to the meeting room when I arrived. For there just being a crisis in the city center, I figured that there would be more of a bustle, but the Basilicom is lifeless. No one entering or exiting. Then the sliding door opens behind me. Out of it a motherly voice echos. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I do not care how hungry you were, you cannot just abandon the front desk! What if we had a visitor?" A small blonde figure exclaims to another person. Judging from the Uniform, they appeared to be a Basilicom worker. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Umm… Excuse me?" I ask. "Are you Histoire? I was requested by Black Heart to meet with you?" The small woman turned to me. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Ah, we'll continue this later. Forgive the lack of staff, they get restless when they are hungry. Yes, I am Histoire, the Oracle of Planeptune. How can I help you?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Black Heart had told me a new assignment had been requested of my department, and that I needed to meet with you about the finer details?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yes, she had informed me, please follow me. I will lead you to where the Goddesses currently are", gesturing toward the elevators. We enter, and she presses the button for the top, the CPU's personal quarters. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""What does this job specifically entail, Lady Histoire? I was told it was a somewhat complicated task, but Black Heart left the details vague." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""In a way it is, but I have full faith in who Noire has chosen for the task. Essentially, we are requesting that you, alongside a team of your choosing, chronicle the history of Gamindustri. Normally I would do this myself without issue, but due to the recent issues caused by Neptune, the Goddesses are requiring a second source that would be unaffected by dimensional issues." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"We continued the conversation, of which I'm not allowed to disclose under threat of Banishment until the ping and opening swish of the doors cut Lady Histoire short. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Please, follow me, and please do not speak of what I mentioned to anyone, understand?" We had entered the CPU's personal quarters. Going off what Purple Heart was like during broadcasts, I figured it would be more plain, but there was a feeling of relaxation oozing from everything, from the softer sheen of the walls to the couch that showed frequent signs of use. The mood was interrupted by the four girls in an obviously heated discussion over Console specs, but it quickly winded down once they noticed Histoire patiently waiting. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Shall we get started? The team leader is present, so would you like to describe what he shall be doing?" Histoire chided, cutting the purple haired one off. Turning to face me, now that they had been silenced, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""These are your new coworkers, the goddesses of Gamindustri. I hope they will be of use to you in your efforts." The purple haired one waltzed over to me, taking my hand, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Nice to meet ya new guy! I'm Purple Heart, the goddess of the land you're treading on. I hope I didn't cause you too many problems having you come over here. Where are you from, by the way? You don't look like you're from around these par-" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Neptune! Don't you know that's rude to ask?!" Black Heart interrupted, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""You can't just go around asking my Basilicom workers where they came from!" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""It's okay Black Heart, I don't mind. Purple Heart, I live in Lastation, but as you may be able to tell from my appearance, I was born and raised/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;" in Leanbox, The southern side, in particular." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Wait, you're from the southern side of Leanbox?" The shortest of the bunch said. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Do you know Indali?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yes, White Heart, I do. I was raised trilingual, so I also know Osterian, and Gamin, but I've also been brushing up on my Tarin." She seemed mildly pleased at the response, but I wasn't sure since she remained stoic. Perhaps sarcasm isn't a good response here? The tallest, looking most similar to myself in appearance, finally spoke, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"Ah, Sie sprechen Indali auch?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Ja, Frau Gr/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"ün /spanspan style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family: Arial; text-indent: 36pt;"Herz, aber übe ich nicht genug in Lastation." Green Heart seemed amused with my reply, and shook my outstretched hand. /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Das ist genug, Vert, Wir müssen arbeiten, ja?" Black Heart mentioned. I had heard rumors that she knew Indali, but had never heard her speak it before. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Good afternoon, Black Heart, I hope you are doing well?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I'm doing well enough, but why do you greet me, your employer, last? Anyway, with greetings done, let's get down to business, okay?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"To better keep this brief, and wrap up my lengthy foreword, I, along with a team of others, had been tasked with compiling the history of Gamindustri, to which we now present to you in its entirety. br /span/span/p
p style="text-indent: 48px;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Would it be okay to just go?" I mumble to myself. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I don't want to get lost." How would I explain that? Black Heart would be peeved if I pulled a stunt like that. No one's in the lobby, so my only option is to wait, it looks like. Perhaps I got the meeting place wrong? Checking my phone, I reread the email sent by BH. Meet at Planeptune Basilicom this Wednesday for introductions about your new project. I recommended you for this work to Histoire, so I expect you to be there early as well. -CPU Black Heart. Do I count as early? I figured I would be able to immediately go to the meeting room when I arrived. For there just being a crisis in the city center, I figured that there would be more of a bustle, but the Basilicom is lifeless. No one entering or exiting. Then the sliding door opens behind me. Out of it a motherly voice echos. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I do not care how hungry you were, you cannot just abandon the front desk! What if we had a visitor?" A small blonde figure exclaims to another person. Judging from the Uniform, they appeared to be a Basilicom worker. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Umm… Excuse me?" I ask. "Are you Histoire? I was requested by Black Heart to meet with you?" The small woman turned to me. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Ah, we'll continue this later. Forgive the lack of staff, they get restless when they are hungry. Yes, I am Histoire, the Oracle of Planeptune. How can I help you?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Black Heart had told me a new assignment had been requested of my department, and that I needed to meet with you about the finer details?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yes, she had informed me, please follow me. I will lead you to where the Goddesses currently are", gesturing toward the elevators. We enter, and she presses the button for the top, the CPU's personal quarters. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""What does this job specifically entail, Lady Histoire? I was told it was a somewhat complicated task, but Black Heart left the details vague." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""In a way it is, but I have full faith in who Noire has chosen for the task. Essentially, we are requesting that you, alongside a team of your choosing, chronicle the history of Gamindustri. Normally I would do this myself without issue, but due to the recent issues caused by Neptune, the Goddesses are requiring a second source that would be unaffected by dimensional issues." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"We continued the conversation, of which I'm not allowed to disclose under threat of Banishment until the ping and opening swish of the doors cut Lady Histoire short. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Please, follow me, and please do not speak of what I mentioned to anyone, understand?" We had entered the CPU's personal quarters. Going off what Purple Heart was like during broadcasts, I figured it would be more plain, but there was a feeling of relaxation oozing from everything, from the softer sheen of the walls to the couch that showed frequent signs of use. The mood was interrupted by the four girls in an obviously heated discussion over Console specs, but it quickly winded down once they noticed Histoire patiently waiting. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Shall we get started? The team leader is present, so would you like to describe what he shall be doing?" Histoire chided, cutting the purple haired one off. Turning to face me, now that they had been silenced, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""These are your new coworkers, the goddesses of Gamindustri. I hope they will be of use to you in your efforts." The purple haired one waltzed over to me, taking my hand, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Nice to meet ya new guy! I'm Purple Heart, the goddess of the land you're treading on. I hope I didn't cause you too many problems having you come over here. Where are you from, by the way? You don't look like you're from around these par-" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Neptune! Don't you know that's rude to ask?!" Black Heart interrupted, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""You can't just go around asking my Basilicom workers where they came from!" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""It's okay Black Heart, I don't mind. Purple Heart, I live in Lastation, but as you may be able to tell from my appearance, I was born and raised/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;" in Leanbox, The southern side, in particular." /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Wait, you're from the southern side of Leanbox?" The shortest of the bunch said. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Do you know Indali?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Yes, White Heart, I do. I was raised trilingual, so I also know Osterian, and Gamin, but I've also been brushing up on my Tarin." She seemed mildly pleased at the response, but I wasn't sure since she remained stoic. Perhaps sarcasm isn't a good response here? The tallest, looking most similar to myself in appearance, finally spoke, /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"Ah, Sie sprechen Indali auch?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" /p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Ja, Frau Gr/span/spanspan style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"ün /spanspan style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family: Arial; text-indent: 36pt;"Herz, aber übe ich nicht genug in Lastation." Green Heart seemed amused with my reply, and shook my outstretched hand. /span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Das ist genug, Vert, Wir müssen arbeiten, ja?" Black Heart mentioned. I had heard rumors that she knew Indali, but had never heard her speak it before. /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""Good afternoon, Black Heart, I hope you are doing well?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;""I'm doing well enough, but why do you greet me, your employer, last? Anyway, with greetings done, let's get down to business, okay?" /span/span/p
p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 2.4; text-indent: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-family: Arial;"span style="font-size: 14.6667px; white-space: pre-wrap;"To better keep this brief, and wrap up my lengthy foreword, I, along with a team of others, had been tasked with compiling the history of Gamindustri, to which we now present to you in its entirety. br /span/span/p
p style="text-indent: 48px;" /p