Story Reader / Palette Clash / Travel with Lee / Story
As more and more awakened machines are "disarmed," your questionings are trapped further and further into a dead end.
Common sense says that the mechanoids are clearly participating in a dangerous revelry with no regard for the cost.
But their answers are so alike that you seem to be the illogical ones here. You are powerless against them.
That's why you won't be able to convince them, Lee.
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Alright. I admit I don't know much about art.
But at least let me know how long it will take you to pick your art leader.
Probably after one of the Schools achieves full victory.
Full victory?
Given the way they fight their "war," the only way to gain full victory is to destroy the works of the other Schools or disarm all their members.
Those are all terrible ways to win. At least, that's what Mark the Great believes.
Mark the Great would have picked a piece of art that everyone loved and won the "war" with art fair and square.
Hmm...
Thank you. This is a piece of valuable data.
If the awakened machines wouldn't stop until they've picked their art leader, let's speed up this "war."
Do you want to join the Multidimensional Mechanical Cubists?
That's just the first step. Our plan is to establish a new School.
Since Mark is here already, let's just play the hand we're dealt.
Neo-Multidimensional Mechanical Cubism.
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To stop them from attacking each other, the objective of Neo-Multidimensional Mechanical Cubism is to include the styles of all Schools.
That's not a bad idea.
But you still haven't solved our biggest problem. How are we going to find our art leader? Mark the Great won't be it, just so you know.
Lee reveals a confident smile. As always, he seems to have a plan in mind.
You are just unsure why he is looking your way...
The new art leader is none other than our commandant, obviously.
Good! That solves all our problems.
Mark does not intend to listen to you. Recalling his memories of illustrations in books by humans, he steps out from behind his canvas and raises a fist.
My fellow mechanoids, this human has decided to lead us to victory. The new art leader will accept all your work.
Instead of fighting to our "death" here, let's follow [player name] and allow our art to be free forever.
The tied-up mechanoids stare at each other silently. None of them expect this turn of events.
But there does not seem to be a better way.
[player name]. [player name]...
You have no idea who started it, but the chanting gets louder and louder like a breaking wave.
[player name]! [player name]!
Lee puts his hand on your shoulder to provide solace.
Don't worry, Commandant.
The formula to victory has been written. I'll get it running immediately.
All we need to do now is wait... and win.
