[LSR 001] - [talking to himself] - Please wait...translation 56% complete...
"Okay. Translating a language I've studied since yesterday, all good fun, right, Haru? Umm..."
The Hero, one who has lost and found himself many times
One who has died and yet lives by the power of the...
...
...weight of the world rests on the shoulders of Cloud Strife once again.
'... Vandals...?' "Okay, duly noted, moving on..."
For the sake of the Planet, at the hands of the invader, Aerith Gainsborough died.
With the power of the corrupted planet, forced out by the invader, the White Mage was revived.
To join the hero in battle once again is the destiny of this last child of the Cetra.
'Creepy vandals, okay. Next.'
The Dark Knight, vessel of Chaos, long slept to atone for his sins. Sins that gave him great power, power sought by those attempting to kill the Planet.
Always vanishing as mysteriously as he came, the atoner has forgiven himself for his sins. And yet he reappears to fight once more, this reborn Vincent Valentine.
"This can't be right... Profess--er, Veld?"
The light of the paladin's path seemed so far away now. To the former Grey Knight, what would be the source of her strength?
Even wondering still, Elfe Dragoon took up arms again. What she was is behind her. What matters now is the battle ahead.
'I can't be reading this right.'
A father first, and a scholar, how far has he come? To fight alongside the Hero, to protect his family and defend the planet, how much further will Veld Dragoon go?
The blood of the Paladin must be spilled--
[Another cut off portion, and he stands up, ready to draw someone's attention to the writing. But then there's the last part...]
The Planet speaks to me.
I can hear her now. She is in pain, disturbed by this invader and yet unable to fight it. The world carries on, unaware that their Planet is dying...
I, Haruke Shinavi the Orator, must speak for her.
The Hero, one who has lost and found himself many times
One who has died and yet lives by the power of the...
...
...weight of the world rests on the shoulders of Cloud Strife once again.
'... Vandals...?' "Okay, duly noted, moving on..."
For the sake of the Planet, at the hands of the invader, Aerith Gainsborough died.
With the power of the corrupted planet, forced out by the invader, the White Mage was revived.
To join the hero in battle once again is the destiny of this last child of the Cetra.
'Creepy vandals, okay. Next.'
The Dark Knight, vessel of Chaos, long slept to atone for his sins. Sins that gave him great power, power sought by those attempting to kill the Planet.
Always vanishing as mysteriously as he came, the atoner has forgiven himself for his sins. And yet he reappears to fight once more, this reborn Vincent Valentine.
"This can't be right... Profess--er, Veld?"
The light of the paladin's path seemed so far away now. To the former Grey Knight, what would be the source of her strength?
Even wondering still, Elfe Dragoon took up arms again. What she was is behind her. What matters now is the battle ahead.
'I can't be reading this right.'
A father first, and a scholar, how far has he come? To fight alongside the Hero, to protect his family and defend the planet, how much further will Veld Dragoon go?
The blood of the Paladin must be spilled--
[Another cut off portion, and he stands up, ready to draw someone's attention to the writing. But then there's the last part...]
The Planet speaks to me.
I can hear her now. She is in pain, disturbed by this invader and yet unable to fight it. The world carries on, unaware that their Planet is dying...
I, Haruke Shinavi the Orator, must speak for her.