Communications Room
Ezette
Ka... mui...
Why...
Crack.
Her last words remain unfinished as Marlis coldly crushes the throat that gave them voice.
The dense Punishing Virus has ravaged her form, corruption seeping into her M.I.N.D. Though she exists as a Construct, every last trace of her life is now consumed entirely.
CAROL!!
He springs forward, catching her shattered body as it falls.
The heat of life has already vanished from her frame. No depth of anguish or remorse can change it. Carol is gone, and she will never return.
Test's over. What a shame, just like I thought. You're not the Golden Sun I'm looking for.
These insects actually fought me. Clawed and scratched to keep me away from the essence they were desperately protecting.
Kept saying if they waited for you, if they gave it to you, you'd save them all.
Pathetic. Sunspots are always Sunspots. Take the essence; think of it as charity. Burn yourself to ashes with it. Maybe buy yourself a few extra seconds against me.
Shut... up...
The tragedy of insects is their misplaced hope. And yours? You just won't face reality.
Saviors are fairy tales, but this world is full of nobodies.
And when nobodies pretend they can save the world, they just lose more. Everything they love. Everyone they can't protect.
You lost everything... and still couldn't save one. That's the real tragedy for nobodies like you.
I SAID... SHUT UP!!
The desperate swing passes through vacant space... Kamui finds only emptiness waiting for him, a phantom devoid of all substance...
Why... why didn't you run?
Why did you stay here?
...Why did you wait for me?
WHY?!!!
He stands motionless, staring at the bodies collapsed before him. The urge to shout overwhelms him—to demand answers, to scream that they should have escaped while they could, retreated to somewhere secure, forgotten about him. That would have been enough.
Yet no one speaks to answer his silent outcry. But in their stillness, they have already given him the same reply.
Kamui's gaze falls upon the spot where their bodies accumulated, a desperate barricade shielding something beneath them. A locked storage cabinet. The truth dawns on him: they died defending whatever is inside, choosing to wait for his return instead of escaping.
And so they suffered this devastating fate.
You step carefully through the congealed blood, making your way toward the cabinet.
The cold metal container opens slowly, revealing a delicate yet dazzling thread of golden light.
...All this for just a bottle of solar essence?
You...
He holds the bottle tightly, yet it feels hollow in his hands. All of this, for nothing. They should never have gone so far, never paid such a terrible price, just for this, for him.
He does not deserve any of it.
Solar essence... Golden Sun!
Kamui remembers what Marlis said earlier.
This is not over. Marlis is still looking for real Golden Suns.
There are others!! They're in danger right now!!
The memories remain vivid, every moment etched into him. Even without the Corona Gene's side effects, agony lances through his M.I.N.D.—
He cannot let these tragedies recur. He will not arrive late again, failing to save those who need him.
Power. He needs power.
I've absorbed it!! I should be compatible enough now to move immediately.
The essence storage is Ezette's last fallback point. [player name], we need to get there now!
Kamui carries you now, pushing forward at maximum speed to save every precious second.
Keep calm, Kamui. Do not act recklessly, Kamui. Do not give in to fear, Kamui.
He tells himself over and over again.
This kind of thing has happened before, right? Even in more desperate situations, they have always been okay...
Even during that grueling battle years ago, when darkness blotted out the sun for days on end, did they not pull through that too?
