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Beyond Time: An Eternal Page

After completing Trailblaze Mission Fallen Petals, Leave Fading Traces of Fragrance, Anaxa may appear in the following locations in Beyond Time: An Eternal Page:

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(Slumbering Courtyard, with Calypso and Diotima)

Anaxa: Bough of Thought, Earth Crystal Ore, Kremnoan steel, with a touch of gold...

Calypso: With such peculiar materials in such quantities, let me guess... Are you crafting a strategic weapon to protect the Grove, or perhaps researching cutting-edge technology from the stars...?

Anaxa: Neither. Who would've thought the great Cerces would stumble over such obvious results.

Anaxa: Master Calypso, why not prune those overly divergent thoughts of yours, cut away the redundancies, and take another careful look?

Diotima: Well, well, look who's putting on airs, Naxy! Shall I take a guess?

Diotima: A twig, shiny stone, wire, and golden scale...

Diotima: Hey Naxy, wasn't... the hairpin you gave me as a kid made from these materials?

Anaxa: ...Correct, but you already knew the answer.

Calypso: A hairpin? For real? Child of humanity, you want to use alchemy to make a hairpin!?

Anaxa: So what if I am? Don't tell me the revered Reason Titan is conservative and old-fashioned?

Calypso: ...No, child of humanity. Let me put it this way. How would a Kremnoan feel if they saw their meticulously forged blade being used by a cook to mince meat?

Anaxa: You're still quite narrow-minded. Care to guess what kind of knife the King of Kremnos, Mydeimos, uses when he cooks these days?

Calypso: ...I'm speechless.

Anaxa: Hahaha... Well, it's done. Here, take good care of it.

You've got plenty of materials there, toss one my way too.

Anaxa: Hehe, I could simply give it to you, but... wouldn't it be better if you learned to craft it yourself?

Thought you were making a nuclear bomb, but turns out it was just a hairpin.

Anaxa: Hehe, if I end up creating a nuclear bomb, those scholars are going to get on my case again. A hairpin would be just perfect, wouldn't it?

Anaxa: Even the smallest act of alchemy requires a rigorous academic approach. Here, sister, this is for you...

Diotima: Oh... It's so beautiful, especially that crystal in the middle of the hairpin. It's just like your eyes... Thank you, Naxy!

Anaxa: It's a piece of cake, I'm glad you like it. I wonder if it's exactly as I remember it.

Diotima: It's fine even if there are differences. We don't live in the past.

Diotima: ...Oh right, you still haven't told me about what you've been up to lately! How come everyone's calling you "the Great Performer" and "a dromas draped in finery"? I'm so curious!

Anaxa: ...Ah, sister, I need to go prepare for my class. I'll leave this matter to you. Just remember not to trust those who gossip too much.

Calypso: Oh my, child of humanity! As a professor of the Grove of Epiphany, I simply cannot turn away those who thirst for knowledge... Come closer, young lady. You can trust this chatty God. I shall answer all your questions and clear your doubts.

(Subsequent interactions)

Anaxa: Heh... I hope that Calypso keeps her mouth shut and doesn't bore my sister with stories from the past.

You don't mind your sister calling you Naxy?

Anaxa: I wish she could understand that I'm not some kid who's still wet-behind-the-ears... But then again, she's family. Let her call me whatever she wants. Can you really make demands of your own family?

My family calls me baby.

Anaxa: ...Well, what would you have me say? Put yourself in my shoes then. Would you be happy if I called you "baby"?

Yes. Please call me that from now on.

Anaxa: ...

Anaxa: Looks like it's just individual differences — a gulf between people.

How should I put this... It feels a little awkward...

Anaxa: I'm glad we've reached an agreement.

Anaxa: Now, try to put yourself in my shoes. My sister can call me "baby," but no one else can.

Family members must also respect each other's feelings.

Anaxa: Indeed, you're right. I'll admit, I like it when my sister calls me "Naxy." That's just how I feel.

Anaxa: As for "Anaxa," while it appears to be just a name, it is in fact an adjustment of "Cognition."

Anaxa: Just as we add titles like "Professor" or "Teacher" before someone's name, conversations can be built on the premise of "talking to a scholar." Subtle, yet effective.

Anaxa: So, if someone addresses me as "Anaxagoras," then the conversation is likely to be meaningful. After all, they're someone who can be considerate of your feelings and make compromises accordingly.

Do you achknowledge the Path of Erudition?

Anaxa: When you categorize diverse existences under a single word, you must consider whether it has become too simplified that it strays from its original essence.

Anaxa: I've never been a god-fearing scholar. To believe that my thoughts are merely scraps from THEIR divine intellect? Hah, I simply cannot accept that.

Anaxa: Once you've blasphemed against the gods... You can't help but want to do it again.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Anaxa: Take this. This is the "Philosopher's Stone." Once hailed as the supreme crown of alchemy, possessing it meant gaining all wisdom of this world. But compared to the knowledge of the entire universe, it's merely the tip of an iceberg.; Anaxa: Nothing can grant you wisdom except readables and lessons.; Anaxa: I hope this will help you remember that.
(Obtain A Note from Anaxa and Philosopher's Stone)

I'll go see what Calypso has to say too.

Anaxa: ...You can listen, but keep your mouth shut.

(Sunlit Garden, with Castorice and Terravox)

Castorice: ...

Castorice: Professor Anaxa, I'm ready.

Castorice: Now, with these hands, I can touch life itself. Please teach me everything about how to interact with little dromases!

Anaxa: Good, then let me teach you the first step to getting close to little dromases: hold out your hand, let them come over and sniff it, so they get used to your scent...

Terravox: Grumph...

Anaxa: Wait, where did that little dromas go? This one is way too huge!

Anaxa: (Trailblazer)? I remember you once hatched a baby dromas. Could it be that the fantastic creature before us is what it has grown to?

Behold, the one and only True Dromas God!

Hello, Professor "Beast Emperor."

Anaxa: Next time, please call me that only when my students aren't around.

Castorice: Ah... It's Lord Terravox, the legendary "ancestor of the dromases."

Anaxa: Terravox? The greatest creation of Georios, the unseen ruler of the earth through the ages... so it was you...

Terravox: Grumph...

Castorice: Its stature is truly magnificent! Clad in golden armor, its presence rivals that of my Pollux...

Castorice: I wonder if the method for interacting with little dromases will still work on it? Professor Anaxa, please teach me the next step! Huh? Professor Anaxa?

Anaxa: No need for a second step.

Anaxa: Quick! Castorice, get a close-up from side profile, full-resolution HD. I'll take the front shot. And (Trailblazer), contact the Mountain Dweller merchants right away. We need massive amounts of fresh redsoil...

He's way too into it.

I'll help you contact the toy maker again.

Castorice: Ah! So Trailblazer, you mean to commission a super-rare, custom dromas plushie from the toy maker?

Anaxa: Come on, I'm not a five-year-old who falls asleep hugging a dromas plushie anymore.

I'll get in touch with Phainon for you again.

Castorice: Huh?

Castorice: Pfft... Don't tell me Phainon is about to rewrite another study on "On Dromases' Superiority to Titans"?

Terravox: Hehe, what a lively bunch! Are you new companions I've never traveled with before? My appearance must have caught your eye?

Castorice: Ah! So dromases can speak!? Wait, no, as the ancestor of all souls, it'd be stranger if it couldn't speak.

Terravox: I've heard of a scholar under Cerces who's really into dromases, but I'm afraid my story might disappoint you.

Anaxa: Oh?

Terravox: Ah, the gentle and honest nature of the dromases... Not only did I once abandon them, but I also did something my old friend Geocles called proclaimed a betrayal, and I nearly brought eternal ruin upon the final Flame-Chase...

Anaxa: ...

Anaxa: Hahahahaha, good, very good!

Terravox: ?

Anaxa: I've done all those things you mentioned, too.

Castorice: Professor Anaxa... he really loves dromases way too much...

(Subsequent interactions)

Anaxa: I heard that even Terravox once gazed at the stars in the Grove. After the blinding radiance of Eternal Day faded, the true starry sky beyond is still mesmerizing.

Got any new inspiration yet?

Anaxa: That is accurate. During the years I lay dormant in Lycurgus's memories, I caught a glimpse of knowledge from beyond the sky.

Anaxa: ...I must say, I'm absolutely stunned.

Don't know where to start? Confusing, isn't it?

Anaxa: Haha hahaha, confused?

Knowledge overload, scared yet?

Anaxa: Haha hahaha, scared?

Anaxa: This is the best reward for all my work so far!

I thought you'd strip away the mystique of the dromases.

Anaxa: Why? No matter what Terravox has done, it is still a demigod that once bore the weight of Earth.

Anaxa: All I can say is that there's a dromas in everyone's heart, and gazing at it is like gazing at yourself.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Anaxa: Take this. This is the "Philosopher's Stone." Once hailed as the supreme crown of alchemy, possessing it meant gaining all wisdom of this world. But compared to the knowledge of the entire universe, it's merely the tip of an iceberg.; Anaxa: Nothing can grant you wisdom except readables and lessons.; Anaxa: I hope this will help you remember that.
(Obtain A Note from Anaxa and Philosopher's Stone)

May you and the dromas be happy together!

Anaxa: Heh. The more you cherish dromases, the deeper your bond will grow. It's just like studying the world itself. Keep your heart filled with curiosity, and the truth will reveal itself!

(Dome of the Stars, with Aglaea and Phainon)

Phainon: Partner, you're finally here.

Phainon: Every time Professor Anaxa and Aglaea stand together, it means Okhema is about to be turned upside down. Even now, I can't let my guard down...

What are they talking about?

Ooh, drama? Count me in!

Aglaea: Heh, I heard all of that.

Aglaea: Nothing major, I just wanted to find someone to discuss the new Titan myths circulating on the streets lately.

Anaxa: What did I tell you? Even without the golden thread, the illustrious Lady Goldweaver still loves keeping tabs on everyone. And you, Phainon...

Aglaea: As luck would have it, I also know what you're about to say...

Aglaea: "Phainon's just like that lady, not letting even the smallest detail slip by. Whose student is he really?"

Busted, Professor Anaxa...

Anaxa: Is my brain some kind of publicly shared folder? Everyone just loves to come and interpret it as they please.

Stop arguing, we're all his teachers.

Phainon: Huh? Partner, what are you talking about?

Phainon: The Titan myths circulating on the streets... I have a bad feeling about it. Could it be that one called Hidden Hatred: The Butterfly and the Tree?

Phainon: "A girl named Mnestia caught Cerces' attention while studying at the Grove, but Cerces discovered that her closeness was merely to gain academic guidance, which made their relationship grow complicated..."

Phainon: ...Professor Anaxa, may I continue?

Anaxa: Why are you asking me? It's about Cerces, what does it have to do with me?

Phainon: Well... After all, some people think that the Bough of Rift and Chrysalis of Gold depicted in this book are alluding to a certain new cycle!

Phainon: "Years later, their successors' relationship deteriorated to the point of becoming sworn enemies. During one encounter, they accused each other of not even deigning to look at one another properly, and nearly came to blows."

Phainon: Oh! And there's a postscript: "All myths get embellished by later generations. These two Titans weren't as lovey-dovey as the legends suggest, they just had some occasional collaboration..."

Aglaea: So, Anaxagoras, what do you think?

Anaxa: If you ask me, there's only one redeeming quality about it.

Aglaea: A bit of occasional collaboration?

Anaxa: All myths are mixed with later embellishments.

Aglaea: Indeed, that's quite an astute observation from a scholar. I was the one being hesitant with my stitches.

Phainon: Did I hear that right? Aglaea actually praised Professor Anaxa to his face?

Aglaea: Since regaining my sight, I've resumed my work as a "weaver." Ctesiphona from the bookstore commissioned me to weave a Titan-mythology-themed tapestry for her shop.

Aglaea: ...Though, after hearing these new versions circulating in the streets, I started contemplating how to arrange and edit them.

Anaxa: Well, that's rare. Since when did Lady Goldweaver start caring about what others think?

Aglaea: After all, these new pair of eyes were no different from those of a child first observing the world. There was still so much to see and learn.

Aglaea: The people of the new world deserve to learn about the "history" through a better story, don't they?

Anaxa: Hah! Speaking of which, we have someone right here. (Trailblazer), I heard you're planning to take the story of Amphoreus beyond the sky...

Anaxa: To weave a tapestry, wouldn't (her/his) story make the perfect blueprint?

Leave it to me! I'll write with absolute fairness and objectivity.

Don't worry, I can figure out everyone's relationships on my own.

Aglaea: Then I'll look forward to the day when you bring the story back again.

(Subsequent interactions)

Anaxa: About that book, can I be honest now? What a complete mess. What on earth was that nonsense even about?

Finally! I knew you wouldn't be able to endure that.

Anaxa: Hmph, even students who failed and had to retake my Titan Mythology class could earn more Balance Coins with their writing than this.

I think everyone's really getting into it.

Anaxa: Really? Anyone who appreciates this work must have been cursed by both Mnestia and Cerces.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Anaxa: Take this. This is the "Philosopher's Stone." Once hailed as the supreme crown of alchemy, possessing it meant gaining all wisdom of this world. But compared to the knowledge of the entire universe, it's merely the tip of an iceberg.; Anaxa: Nothing can grant you wisdom except readables and lessons.; Anaxa: I hope this will help you remember that.
(Obtain A Note from Anaxa and Philosopher's Stone)

Truth and gossip are equally important!

Anaxa: Huh, where's that proverb from? Never mind...

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