“Painon of Elisai Edes, I offer you my respects. As a fellow stranger of Ochma, meeting like this must be fate. Follow me; I wonder if we'll have the chance to fight together in the future.”

Elisai Edes, a remote village cut off from the world, remains today only as an obscure legend. Nameless hero █████, Scion of Gold who accepted the spark of 'Buse', you must remember the ideals of all worlds, shoulder everyone's destiny, and bring the first dawn to the new world. ——“If the dawn does not exist, I will burn this body to nothing with rage to become tomorrow's sun!”

“My name is Anaxagoras. One of the Seven Sages of the Bodhi Tree Garden and the founder of the Nusfermata school. I won't make it long. First, don't call me Anaxa. Second, don't interrupt me—remember, silence is golden.”

Bodhi Tree Garden, an academy that nourishes knowledge and a cradle that gives birth to philosophers. However, Anaxagoras, who profaned the gods, Scion of Gold who pursues the spark of 'Reason', I ask you. Even if you are covered in infamy, will you defy the prophecy and stab the branch of doubt into the sacred tree of wisdom? ——“Ridiculous. This world is full of lies, and I alone am the truth.”

“As a descendant of the heavens, I, Hyakinthia, will fulfill the mission of chasing the fire with all of you. And as Hyakin, the doctor of the Sunset Garden, I will do my best to support you. This friend is my wonderful assistant and companion—the pegasus Ika. Would you like to pet him? Go ahead, Ika likes it~”

The city-state in the clouds has scattered with the passage of time, and the Sunset Garden opens its doors once more to bring a faint light to the eternal night. Doctor Hyakinthia, Scion of Gold who guards the spark of 'Firmament'. You must inherit the will of the ancestors and mend the rift of the divided tides. ——May the rainbow pour down, all resentment vanish, and the dawn return to the earth once more.

“Welcome to Ochma. I am Castoris. I'm sorry, I have a habit of maintaining a certain distance from others... but if you wish, I will come a little closer.”

Idonia, the land that worships death where snow falls all day long, has fallen into a deep, peaceful sleep today. Castoris, daughter of the River of the Underworld, Scion of Gold who seeks the spark of 'Death', set forth. You must care for the cries of the world's spirits and embrace the loneliness of fate. ——Both death and life are journeys; when the butterfly alights on the tip of a branch, that which was withering shall be born anew.