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(Unknown language) No... answer...

(Unknown language) Just... me...

(Unknown language) How long... has it been?

Searching progress logs...

Latest update: Four million, seven hundred fifty-five thousand, nine hundred and fifty-four days ago.

Abnormal vital signs detected. Loading restoration module.

Restoring—

(Unknown language) Did I... wake up too early... or... too late?

(Unknown language) What stage... has Originium reached?

Searching Originium inspection history data... No response.

Originium inspection module is disconnected.

(Unknown language) 'Terra...'

(Unknown language) Why save... all these... redundant information...

(Unknown language) This... isn't recorded in the database... A new language?

(Unknown language) A new civilization... is born...?

(Unknown language) It's... just... me... What about her...? Priestess? My...

(Unknown language) I can answer your question. I saved those data in PRTS in advance.

(Unknown language) You...?

A hint of unfamiliarity, perplexity, and... vigilance flashed in the eyes of the person stuck in the past.

Kal'tsit senses it from the glare of the person in the sarcophagus.

Likewise, Theresa senses Kal'tsit's nervousness.

(Unknown language) Wait...

(Unknown language) You've changed a fair bit...

The person inside the sarcophagus feels like they have just woken up from a short dream.

The lifeform that bid them farewell prior to sleep is still here by their side.

(Unknown language) ...but you've never left.

(Unknown language) No... From the moment I left this place until now, when I am standing here before you again—

(Unknown language) I have wandered for thousands of years.

(Unknown language) However, I have never forgotten the question you left me—

Kal'tsit waits uneasily. She needs to make sure...

She needs to make sure that her hope has not gone through some kind of horrible change.

(Unknown language) That... was not... a question. That was... what I looked forward to...

(Unknown language) Then... Have you found the meaning of your life yet?

'Kal'tsit...'

(Unknown language) Discovering the meaning in the continuation of life... It's a path that I will have to keep walking.

(Unknown language) You still remember...

(Unknown language) I still remember... To me, it was like yesterday when we said goodbye to each other, but it also seemed like an eternity...

(Unknown language) But to you...

(Unknown language) There was never a moment when I forgot all you have done for me.

(Unknown language) Aside from my life, you granted me one other thing that I found most precious—Freedom, Dr. {@nickname}.

(Unknown language) Please... just Doctor will do, Kal'tsit.

(Unknown language) Let me... get out first...

(Unknown language) You are still very weak. I can help—

(Unknown language) No need...

(Unknown language) Kal'tsit, I still... have many questions.

(Unknown language) What has become of Originium...? I couldn't find any records.

(Unknown language) It still grows on the continent outside.

(Unknown language) So I woke up too early.

(Unknown language) You've suffered, Kal'tsit.

(Unknown language) I can tell from your eyes. You woke me up because you need my help?

(Unknown language) Yes, <i>we</i> need your help.

(Unknown language) I see. That 'devil'?

(Unknown language) I can see from your friend behind you that not only has Originium found an unexpected way to exist...

(Unknown language) She also possesses... yes, <i>Civilight Eterna.</i>

(Unknown language) The course of this civilization is... very complicated.

(Unknown language) What's her name...? Does their civilization have anything like that used to refer to individuals?

Theresa.

The... re... sa...

The awakened one walks up to Theresa and holds out two arms, showing the palms of those hands.

Theresa extends her hands to lightly hold the hands of the one from the past.

The Doctor feels warmth.

Yes, Theresa.

This is the moment two civilizations make contact with one another, yet Theresa can see sadness in the eyes of this Doctor from eras long gone.

And she feels no warmth from the hands she is holding.

Originium... and you... together.

You speak our language?

I... learned... from... records. Not... hard.

Unbelievable! I was thinking about learning your language. Kal'tsit said—

My world... is lost. Languages of the past... should stay in the past.

I... am curious about your kind. You found... and even entered... <i>Civilight Eterna.</i>

I... want to... ask—

Ask you everything about your... civilization.

That's the only way... I can find traces of my world... the world of the past.

...I understand.

Hm, <i>Doctor</i>, Is that how you say it? Please forgive me. Keep holding my hands.

I will show you—

The Doctor cannot help but be attracted to the eyes of this creature that looks like a devil.

Through her eyes, the one who lost a world sees—

Life.

Civilization is born from the instinct of living beings. It's survival of the fittest.

Natural selection. This is how the cycle of life is formed.

(Feeble wailing)

A burdenbeast accidentally fell beneath the ice pushes a small cub up from the water with its head.

The small burdenbeast staggers on the ice and walks toward the hunters who are waiting afar with their bait.

It's coming this way. Get ready.

The hunter grabs the starving burdenbeast cub before the ice cracks underneath them.

Good. At least we managed to save one.

Rebellion. Going against our survival instinct is the catalyst of our civilization's evolution.

And curiosity... curiosity is what we burn our lives away for, the staircase that allow our civilization to proceed forward.

A pioneer chasing the stars is pushing forward with his fallen ally on his back.

*pant*... *pant*... You dipshit... Why can't you keep at it for just one more day?!

The newspapers already said that it was the crashed aircraft of the Wrights, not a shooting star! But you just had to get to the bottom of it!

They were failures who crashed from the sky! What was there to risk your life for?

Those rocks that fell onto the land? What did you want to prove to me?

I, too, once saw within the Black Crown the sun getting engulfed, with darkness shrouding the whole continent.

But even in its darkest hour, there were still those who tried to light up the night.

It's still black! The sun really is dead!

*sigh*... The sun's been dead for too long... We gotta save it! If the sun doesn't live, how are we going to hold our tail thickness contests?

But how?