Percy

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Percy is an NPC on Penacony, located in Dreamflux Reef.

Profile[]

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Voice Lines[]

(Version 1)

▶ ▶ ▶ ▶ "Just like poetry, so are the beautiful dreams we cherish."

(Version 2)

▶ ▶ ▶ ▶ "To breathe life into it is my celestial duty, a task of love and passion."

Dialogue[]

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(First interaction)

Percy: I see the flow of time frozen, a city full of lights shining on the gaze of the savage.
Stars float between dreams, sending ripples across the mysterious sea of memories.

Percy: I see travelers who come here, admiring the magnificent scenery with me.
The primitive dream is so truly mesmerizing, would you rest your journey and linger here...

Are you a poet?

Percy: Thank you for your praise, but I'm just a dabbler of poetry who occasionally likes to show off. It's natural that one's emotions would be stirred when overwhelmed by such a resplendent view...

You talk weird...

Percy: Haha, I must sound ridiculous. It's only natural that one's emotions would be stirred when overwhelmed by such a resplendent view...

Speak human please.

Percy: Err... Apologies, I was just waxing poetic from the heart...

Percy: I mean to say... This Dreamflux Fortress is truly a beautiful and wondrous place.

Percy: Look, that vortex of coalesced memoria flow, that mesmerizing contour, the smoothly rounded corners... These two similar worldsDreamscape cast reflections on each other, floating starlight shining through like gilded radiance.

Percy: The Primitive Dreamscape was filled with enchanting contradictions — peace amidst precarious predicaments, life beneath desolate destruction, freedom between the crevices of adversity...

Percy: This place is like a rough stone, and I can't suppress my own imagination — about how to sculpt it into a fine jade, to connect plain words into an exquisite poem...

(If Percy's Emotion is set to Calm)

Percy: We meet again... Are you also immersed in the grandiosity of this sight?

Are you up for a chat?

Percy: Of course, if you have any questions, I'd be more than happy to answer them.

What do you do?

Percy: I am the Dreamweaver hired by the Nightingale Family... or at least I am in name.

Percy: I was once a sculptor roaming the stars, and helped The Family complete a Chordmaster statue, subsequently becoming their honored guest and invited to The Family as a result.

Percy: After receiving the Nightingales' cordial invitaion, I came to Penacony with my friends and embarked on a Dreamweaving career.

Percy: It's just that to me, that grand dream eventually... Apologies, I've spoken too much, please don't mind me.

Why have you decided to stay in the Dreamflux Reef?

Percy: I came to this place because of a horrific accident, and pinned my ideals and dream on this place — I hope to build this place in the image of my ideals.

Percy: This place reminds me of my home. It is a barren planet with boundless golden sand, vibrant oases and flames that don't extinguish.

Percy: But on that primitive, savage planet, bountiful life prevails, and it is inclusive of all freedoms, where everyone's hearts brim with romantic desire— just like Dreamflux Reef.

Percy: In my grand ambition, a Dreamscape should be as such: Where life is free to blossom into beautiful fruit, into a sanctuary regaled in poems, and I will spare no effort achieving this.

Percy: I know it won't be easy, and the path ahead will be arduous and long, that it cannot be built with theories and knowledge alone, but I'm willing to spend my life to achieve this, to witness its growth...

That's enough chit-chat for now.

Percy: Okay, you do you then.

I've got to go. Bye.

Percy: Goodbye, may you also find the poetry and romanticism like I have here.

(If Percy's Emotion is set to Angry): Percy: The dream that people look forward to is nothing but a twisted creature, lurking with myriad dangers and mist...; I've got to go. Bye.

(If Percy's Emotion is set to Happy): Percy: This Primitive Dreamscape contains infinite possibilities. Here, mistakes can be corrected, and inadequacies can be patched up...; I've got to go. Bye.

(If Percy's Emotion is set to Sad): Percy: I once slogged for The Family's dream, but now I have discovered that it is but a gilded lie.; Percy: I was shocked awake from my old ideals, at a loss, aimless...; I've got to go. Bye.

Clockwork[]

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Calm

Percy: I've always felt that dreamweaving isn't just about dreams, but also the soul of the one who creates them.

Percy: They start out barren and empty like this Dreamscape, but with meticulous carving and careful nurturing, they will one day become a beautiful dream of kaleidoscopic lights.

Percy: My belief is resolute... but I don't know if my path is correct. Luckily enough, I've been given a chance to prove myself...

Percy: Her, where life is concealed within the wilderness, where slivers of peace emerge from disorder... I can turn them into an ideal utopia, into a true dream.

Percy: Where freedom and the material are equal to people, the souls in dreams will also earn true happiness and peace...

Angry

Percy: Before diving into a dream, once yearning for one. Once dived into, the dream be a void.
The longer in a dream, the more paranoid the heart. The deeper in a dream, the more draining the body.

Percy: I dream of musicians seated atop floating pavilions, lofty and smug.
I dream of seekers caught in shackles of desire, reveling in worldly wants.

Percy: I dream of moans buried in syrup, mired and foul.
I dream of bared hearts dying in their mortal shells, despicable and contemptible.

Percy: I dream of prosperous flourish, lights radiating, insanity and chaos spawned in shadow.
I dream of suffering souls, emaciated and sick, the dream's healing, pain and death.

Percy: And so I wake up in start...

Percy: Eternal happiness was never borne of here, fleeting joy so alluring to the heart.
Scintillating stars struggling to flee solitary doom, the sacred harmony long lost in the cacophony.

Percy: In this dream, how does one sleep soundly.
The radiant stars faded, the rainbow saturated.

Percy: Soft whispers and honeyed words, bitter poison sweeter than saccharine.
Treasures and gems, wrapped in satin.

Percy: And so I wake up in a start...
The dreamer drowning in his own dream, never seeing the light of daybreak.

Happy

Percy: I startle awake from my twilight dream, descending into a deeper slumber.
The scent of iris fades with the light, leaving only the bittersweet.

Percy: The stars cast myriad colors, like the eyes of a lover.
The soul ascends in ecstasy, like a withered sapling gulping springwater.

Percy: I was once voiceless to shout, the weeds invading fertile fields.
Throat and mouth parched and mute, unable to call upon wildfire, hail and thunder.

Percy: And right here and now before me, I sincerely believe that I will see...

Percy: The Nightingale beats its wings, carrying with it budding shoots and seeds of hope.
Diligently toiling the joyful songs of today, and the smiles of tomorrow.

Percy: Dawn peeks out from behind the curtain, setting alight the bird's plumes.
Wings of freedom to chase winds and sun, repaying what those deserve.

Percy: And right here and now before me, I sincerely believe that I shall see...
The yearning, the aspiration, I sincerely believe that I shall see...

Sad

Percy: A buried dream, birthing an encounter with destiny.
A forgotten dream, hidden in a stream of materialism.

Percy: An unseen star guided me here, breaking the fetters that shackled me.
A roused fervor cries out, a realization of a long-muted desire.

Percy: I once sought happiness in arranged happiness, freedom in false freedom.
Yet only saw gold spines crushed by gold paper, sounds that sullied the melodies of harmony.

Percy: Now I walk alone, my steps not knowing to stay or go.
Held hostage by fogged hesitation, a future that cannot be fathomed.

Percy: Parched flower buds hope for a shower of rain.
Travelers beneath the sweltering sun yearn for shrouded shade.

Percy: And I long, the dead to remain dead in a dead casket.
And I long, the living to remain living in a stream of life.

Other Languages[]

Language	Official Name
English	Percy
Chinese (Simplified)	珀西
Chinese (Traditional)	珀西
Japanese	パーシー
Korean	퍼시
Spanish	Percy
French	Percy
Russian	Перси
Thai	Percy
Vietnamese	Percy
German	Percy
Indonesian	Percy
Portuguese	Percy

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