The Conspiracy of Art, The Flesh of Images
Last updated 2026-09-03
The Conspiracy of Art, The Flesh of Images is a Trailblaze Mission in the chapter To Roll the Stars in Astropolis.
Steps
- Enter Lodestar Tower
- Inquire at the front desk
- Go to office B7-03
- Head to the Panorama Hall
- Talk to the host
- Attend the Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit
- Head to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio
- Ask the staff about the situation
- Head to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio
- Find a way out of the Broadcast Hall
- Investigate the source of the sound
- Escape the Studio
- Defeat the IPC's security forces
- Fight your way out of the Circular Office
- Return to Panorama Hall
- Follow Kenneth to Skycall Aery
- Talk to Kenny
Dialogue
Enter Lodestar Tower
Mission DescriptionAfter a short ride, the shuttle docks at the Lodestar Tower entrance.
Traveling alongside Lighthouse, the journey passes without incident.
- Lighthouse: Hold on tight! Once we're through this tunnel, we'll be there.
- March 7th: Is Mr. Lighthouse really escorting us all the way inside?
- Lighthouse: Sorry, but I'm the one with the special clearance.
- Lighthouse: I've gotta deliver you VIPs safely to your destination. My mission isn't complete until then.
- Lighthouse: I'm usually just flying around up there, so this is my first time riding an everyday commuter shuttle.
- Lighthouse: If you folks aren't in a chatty mood, I can stop talking.
- (Unlock Achievement On This Arduous Journey, Straight to the Grind)
- March 7th: It looks like a needle from the outside, but once you're inside it's actually massive!
- Lighthouse: You're looking at at least a hundred thousand people buzzing in and out of here on any given day.
- (Approach the marked location)
- (If the Bathyoculus Robots is still intact)
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- Sequence 1After Lighthouse presented the special entry permit, the Bathyoculus Robot welcomed you into Lodestar Tower. As for the office Jade had reserved, Lighthouse suggested you check in with the receptionist first.
- Bathyoculus: Non-employee detected in the work zone. Please cease movement and submit to scanning.
- Bathyoculus: Identity confirmed. Security Officer "Lighthouse." Invited guests, Nameless (Trailblazer), March 7th, and... unidentified unemployed individual.
- Nihilux: Who are you calling unemployed!? I'm an independent comic artist currently dodging deadlines!
- Bathyoculus: Suspicious target. Requesting... requesting security forces.
- March 7th: Again? Is there seriously no end to the IPC's red tape?
- Lighthouse: Special access permit, authorization code 54266.
- Bathyoculus: Authorization confirmed. Welcome to Lodestar Tower. Please abide by the IPC code of conduct.
- (If the Bathyoculus Robots is destroyed)
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- Sequence 1At Lodestar Tower, you blasted the Bathyoculus Robots blocking your path, and Lighthouse thought you did a fine job. As for the office Jade had reserved, Lighthouse suggested you check in with the receptionist first.
- Lighthouse: Great idea. I've been sick of these *Astropolis civility* monitors for ages.
- Lighthouse: Don't sweat it, they can't touch you. At most, they'll just angrily bill the damages to the Strategic Investment Department.
- Lighthouse: Listen up, you *Astropolis civility* eyeball freaks, I've got a special transit pass right here. Code 54266.
- Lighthouse: I don't care if you can understand me, but here's a free piece of advice: don't mess with these guests from the Astral Express.
- Lighthouse: Alright, my mission ends here. What was it you guys were planning to do next?
- Nihilux: Madam Jade said she set up an office for us.
- Lighthouse: Then just go say hi to the receptionist and drop Madam Jade's name. Assuming none of the bigwigs decide to trip you up again, of course.
- Lighthouse: Good luck out there. I've got a patrol to get back to.
- Nihilux: See ya, Mr. Lighthouse.
Inquire at the front desk
- Step DescriptionThe great hero escorts you into Lodestar Tower. Having completed his mission, he bids you farewell.
Inquire at the front desk about the meeting room Jade reserved for you.
- (Talk to the receptionist)
- Sequence 2The receptionist informed you that the office reserved by Jade had been temporarily locked down by the Marketing Development Department. Nihilux produced Beatrice Mellanine's name card, which listed her as a Senior Consultant for the Marketing Development Department, convincing the receptionist to temporarily unlock a different office, valid for 24 system hours.
- Receptionist: For malfunction reports, please proceed to Zone D. For visitor pre-registration, please submit the online form and expect a processing time of at least three business days. For lost items, please contact Security at extension 114.
- Nihilux: Hi there. We're guests of Madam Jade from the Strategic Investment Department. She said an office was reserved for us.
- Receptionist: Understood. One moment, please.
- Receptionist: Guests of Madam Jade... Ah, here it is. Zone G-892 temporary office, access code...
- Receptionist: Uh, according to the system, access to that office was temporarily locked by the Marketing Development Department for "emergency debugging," just moments ago. Lifting the lock requires authorization from a department head or higher. I'm afraid... coordinating this might take some time.
...The Marketing Development Department?
- March 7th: Haha, why am I not surprised in the slightest?
- What do you mean, "temporarily locked"?
- Receptionist: Well... this office space has triggered the emergency scheduling clause of the Cross-Departmental Asset Coordination and Reuse Protocol. It's currently in an "agile resource pre-allocation state" initiated by the Marketing Development Department.
- March 7th: I understand every word you said, but when you put them together I am so lost.
- How long will this coordination take?
- Receptionist: Let me check... 24 system hours.
- March 7th: 24 system hours!? We don't even have four hours left!
- Nihilux: That's the IPC for you. A textbook example of petty office politics.
- March 7th: But this is just ridiculous! A petty turf war over an office is going to indirectly destroy the future of an entire world!
- (Trailblazer): Looks like we'll just have to ask Jade to assign us another...
- Nihilux: We're out of time. We went through a lot to get here, and I'm not letting them stop us now.
- Nihilux: Let's try this instead.
- Nihilux: Employee ID IPC-MDD-GL3-1545. Name: Beatrice Mellanine. Affiliated with the Marketing Development Department, Cosmic Big Lotto Division, Level 3 Project Consultant. My access permissions should still be dormant. I'd like to activate them.
- Receptionist: Beatrice... Mellanine? Wait, are you... the Big Lotto Girl?
- Nihilux: That's Goddess to you! The Lotto Goddess!
- Nihilux: Listen up, rookie. Citing Article 7 of the Emergency Internal Resource Allocation Regulations: "During periods of cross-departmental collaboration, employees of Level 3 or higher from the originating department may apply to elevate their temporary venue coordination priority to the maximum." Now, type it in and give it another try.
- Receptionist: ...Clause verified! Temporary system authorization granted.
- Receptionist: Force-unlocking access to Office B7-03. Please wait... All set! Here is your temporary access pass, valid for 24 system hours. Welcome... uh, welcome back, Ms. Mellanine?
- Nihilux: 24 system hours? More than enough.
- Nihilux: What are you all standing around for? Let's go.
- March 7th: Wh—What just happened?
- March 7th: Are you really Beatrice Mellanine? No way!
- Nihilux: It's just one of the many gigs I've worked. Hardly worth mentioning.
Go to office B7-03
- Step DescriptionThat's Madam Nih— Madam Beatrice Mellanine, effortlessly accomplishing what ordinary employees never could!
The scheduled meeting room has been updated, time to take this conversation elsewhere.
- March 7th: But...
- Nihilux: I know you have a lot of questions, but the hallway isn't exactly the best place to chat, is it?
- Nihilux: This way. B7-03, right?
- Nihilux: Heh, back at my old stomping grounds. I know this place like the back of my hand.
- (Talk to the receptionist again, optional)
- Receptionist: ...
- (Take the elevator)
- March 7th: This elevator's taking forever... How many floors does this place even have?
- Nihilux: The Lodestar Tower tops out at 6,622 floors... I'll never understand why they built it so ridiculously high.
- (Approach the room)
- Nihilux: B7-03. This should be it.
- Nihilux: Oh c'mon, it's literally just a sad little storage closet.
- (Approach the marked location)
- Sequence 3You arrived at the office, growing suspicious of Nihilux's ever-shifting identity and pressing her for the truth. The furbos suddenly burst in, falling over themselves to help you hype up the explosive breaking news of the "Husk Crisis."
- Nihilux: Finally, a place to catch our breath. So, you two, should we kick things off with a pre-battle briefing...
- Nihilux: ...or would you rather get those burning questions off your chests?
- So, who are you really?
- Nihilux, you'd better start coming clean.
- (Trailblazer): Before we begin, I have a question.
- (Trailblazer): From the day we met, your identity has changed constantly: President of Furbobocom, an employee at Pearluxe, a deadline-dodging comic artist... and now, you're the IPC's Lotto Goddess?
- (Trailblazer): So, Miss Nihilux, who are you really?
- Nihilux: Before I answer that, I need to ask you two one thing: You're willing to trust me, right?
- March 7th: You seem like... a good person, I guess. But if you don't give us some straight answers, (Trailblazer) and I are gonna have a hard time trusting someone who's always keeping secrets.
- Nihilux: Haha... "the nice guy card." March, that's the highest praise I've ever received. It's fine. A trusting heart is magic. Since you're willing to trust me, I'll stop hiding things from you.
- Nihilux: I do juggle quite a few identities, and I'll admit, I don't exactly look like the most reliable person.
- Nihilux: But every single version of me is one hundred percent genuine. I'm just glad these identities have allowed me to help my friends out when they're in a pinch.
- Nihilux: Little raccoon, there's something I need to get off my chest. I think it's time I told you...
- Furbulitzer: Boss! Evil boss! Mr. Sunday tipped us off that there's some explosive news to cover, so we came without a moment's delay!
- March 7th: ...Explosive news?
- Oh, right!
- No time to lose! We need to take action right now!
- Nihilux, what did you want to get off your chest...?
- Nihilux: No, it's nothing. Let's save my story for later. Once I start talking I'll just ramble on and on, and we don't have that kind of time.
- Nihilux: Let's focus on the life-or-death situation in Planarcadia first!
- (Trailblazer): Sunday and I have an idea on how to get an audience with Arita.
- You recount your encounter with Kenneth Arita, along with your thoughts on the matter.
- Nihilux: Uh-huh. So, you want to blow the "Planarcadia Husk Crisis" wide open, using public outcry to corner the pro-weaponization faction?
- Nihilux: Even in my wildest dreams, I never imagined Furbobo Weekly would one day expand into interstellar reporting.
- Nihilux: So what are we waiting for? Let's drop this bombshell on every reader in Astropolis right now!
- After a while, the Furbo Journalists set up their computers and got ready.
- Sequence 4Under Nihilux's guidance, the furbos crafted sensationalized, attention-grabbing reports and thrust "danger" before every pair of eyes in Astropolis.
- Furbulitzer: This is the exclusive of all exclusives! The bombshell of all bombshells!
- Paraprince: Beep-boop! A—Are we really gonna publish something like "IPC higher-ups want to turn a planet into a weapon"...?
- Furli: What if... Furbos gets stuffed into a courier box tomorrow and tossed into a black hole!?
- Nihilux: Listen up, little dummies. If we don't hurry and get this massive scoop out, our newsroom in Planarcadia is gonna get eaten by monsters and dumped into a black hole anyway!
- Nihilux: Remember the journalism principles I taught you? Don't write the news like some bone-dry, fact-finding report. The headline has to be sensational and intimately connected to our readers' everyday lives.
- Furbulitzer: "SHOCKING! Secret Meeting of IPC Execs: Save the Planet, or Turn It Into the Ultimate Weapon!?" Like this?
- Nihilux: Exactly. But the point isn't to expose the conspiracy, it's to shove the "danger" right in our readers' faces.
- Nihilux: They need to know that after Planarcadia falls, the world they live in will face the exact same threat.
- Paraprince: Subtitle: "Exclusive Insider Report: Astral Express Tells All! A Greater Shadow Looms Over Astropolis!"
- Remember to include a poll.
- We've gotta let the readers interact with it, too.
- Furli: I got it! We can also add a poll question to the article like, "Do you support 'Encanvas Rescue' or 'Weapon Modification?'" Maximum interactivity!
- Nihilux: Nice. Aside from our little furbos' over-the-top, clickbaity articles, we'll also need you to step in front of the camera for a few shots to boost the story's credibility.
- Nihilux: We'll aim to infect every social and news platform in Astropolis in record time with this news, just like the Anti-Organic Equation did.
- Furbulitzer & Paraprince & Furli: Leave it to us furbos! For the freedom of press... And to keep our home from turning into a giant firecracker!
- (Open Furbobo Web Portal)
| The Voracity's Husk Awakens! Secret Meeting of IPC Execs: Save the Planet, or Turn It Into the Ultimate Weapon!? | |
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 Furbobocom_Official
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 Astropolis
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  Exclusive Insider Report: Astral Express Tells All! A Greater Shadow Looms Over Astropolis!!! Attention, friends in Astropolis,  even as you read this, Planarcadia in the Consternation Starzone is on the brink of total annihilation!!  Leviathan Voracity's "husk" is awakening, and Planarcadia will be completely devoured within the next few system hours. Yet this news, which concerns the lives of tens of millions, remains under a total IPC blackout!  The reason? Certain IPC decision-makers are pushing to abandon rescue operations in favor of "weaponizing the husk" initiative, which would mean the utter destruction of Planarcadia! Furbobocom, on behalf of the President and the people of Planarcadia, would like to ask a question:If even the "arcadia" the IPC promised can be quietly sacrificed, what does that say about the worlds of every Pan-Cosmic Trade System member?  Friends, take a second and cast your vote for "Encanvas Rescue" in the comments!Let the IPC hear the voice and see the strength of every last citizen! 
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- Sequence 5Shortly after the reports went live, Owlbert reached out to you. Apparently, the IPC's top brass had decided to set up a special address for you in Panorama Hall. It was a chance to speak directly to the most influential audience around.
- Nihilux: The news is out! The furbos blew their entire marketing budget buying up prime ad space and sponsored trends across all platforms.
- Nihilux: Now, all we have to do is wait for it to gain traction.
- How much time do we have left?
- Time is exactly what we're short on.
- March 7th: We only have three system hours left. If we fail to make it before then...
- Nihilux: Alright, my friends, let's not stare anxiously at the clock. This is the home of Interastral Peace Entertainment, after all! One system hour is more than enough for a message to burn from a tiny spark into a raging wildfire!
- March 7th: Given the endless roadblocks we've faced so far, I'm having a hard time relaxing...
- March 7th: Do you think the IPC's PR risk department will immediately take action and silence us?
- Furbulitzer: Miss March, please don't say another word. Because I think you just jinxed us!
- March 7th: Huh? That fast!?
- Paraprince: Beep-boop! Aberrant data detected! The initial click and share metrics across all major platforms are skyrocketing!
- Paraprince: B—But! None of the related discussion topics made it onto the trending lists!
- Furli: It's like hitting an invisible wall! The IPC is definitely pulling the strings!
- Looks like we can't count on the Strategic Investment Department, either.
- I'm all out of ideas.
- Nihilux: What, giving in to despair already? Did you forget? Astropolis is home to more than just IPC employees, and not every employee is a puppet dancing on the IPC's strings.
- Nihilux: Algorithms and push notifications are crucial, sure, but when everybody's safety, and the safety of the entire universe, is at stake, it's not just the algorithms alone that determine how the news spreads.
- Nihilux: At the end of the day, the ultimate medium through which information spreads is still people.
- Nihilux: Terrified whispers, burning curiosity, the desire for the truth... these will all run rampant in breakrooms, cafeterias, and on commuter trains, all through the oldest and most effective method there is: word of mouth!
- Nihilux: The IPC can bury trending searches and throttle notifications, but they can't wipe every private message, nor can they stop people from wondering "what if" in the back of their minds.
- Nihilux: All we have to do is make sure this first spark is bright, and true! And the little furbos have already nailed that part.
- March 7th: So, what do we do next?
- Nihilux: That is a question the IPC itself must answer.
- Nihilux: The fire has been lit. Putting it out is their problem.
- Nihilux: I'd guess the most dignified and foolproof approach would be to come straight to the source of the information, propose a partnership.
- (Message notification sound effect)
- Nihilux: See? What did I tell you...
- Owlbert: Ahem... (Trailblazer), Miss March 7th! Hello there! It's me, your old pal Owlbert!
- Owlbert: The higher-ups have seen the bombshell news you just dropped.
- What are they saying?
- Owlbert: Well... they're taking it seriously, of course! Extremely seriously!
- Who saw it?
- Owlbert: C'mon, old friend, you know how it is. Obviously, some big boss from "up top."
- Owlbert: So, they've decided to set up a special, last-minute interview session just for you, at the Panorama Hall, inside Lodestar Tower! They want to hear all about the situation in Planarcadia firsthand, along with your demands.
- Owlbert: This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! IPC higher-ups and even business reps from other star systems will all be there! You'll get to speak directly to the most influential audience around!
- Owlbert: Yours truly is also all set to conduct an exclusive interview with you afterwards!
- Owlbert: You will show, right?
- For sure.
- We'll be there.
- (Unlock Achievement A Brand New Start!)
Head to the Panorama Hall
- Step DescriptionThe attempt to stir public opinion about the husk crisis is paying off. Owlbert has invited you to Panorama Hall for a special discussion on behalf of the IPC's top brass.
This may be a rare, hard-won opportunity to win over Arita. Don't let it slip through your fingers.
- (Talk to March 7th & Nihilux, optional)
- March 7th: Yay! Our voices are finally being heard!
- Nihilux: Heheh, see? I was right, wasn't I?
- (Trailblazer): Owlbert's sent over the time and location. I'd better get ready.
- (Exit room)
- March 7th: (Trailblazer), leaving already?
- (Trailblazer): No time to waste. I need to move now.
- March 7th: Good luck!
- (Enter hallway)
- (Trailblazer): The Panorama Hall... should be around here somewhere.
- (Trailblazer): Can I really convince those bigwigs...? And how will the Marketing Development Department people react?
- (Trailblazer): Forget it. I need to stop overthinking.
- (Enter room)
- (Trailblazer): So many screens...
- ???: Welcome, (Trailblazer).
Talk to the host
- (Talk to the host)
- Sequence 6Yannick, the host of the Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit, introduced the attendees to you, including top executives from the IPC and trade ambassadors from other star systems. Your speech could be just the thing to make the board reconsider their choice.
- ???: Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Yannick, assistant to the Interastral Peace Corporation's Board of Directors, and one of the hosts of the "Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit."
- Yannick: The news you posted on your personal media has caused a massive uproar across all of Astropolis.
- Yannick: I have been commissioned by the board to arrange a special discussion panel. We would like to invite you to speak your mind, without reserve.
Who's taking part in this discussion?
- Yannick: A few IPC executives, along with trade ambassadors who traveled here from other star systems.
- Which board member commissioned you?
- Yannick: Every single one of them, (sir./
madam.) I represent their collective will.
- Yannick: Every single one of them, (sir./
- I'm supposed to speak to these people?
- (Trailblazer): ...I have to speak to all these people at once?
- Yannick: There is no need to be nervous. Most of them are only here to listen.
- Yannick: Everyone's closely following developments in Planarcadia and the Voracity husk. Your testimony will help them understand, and it will factor into any potential re-evaluation of the Board's position.
- Yannick: If you are ready, please follow me to the central platform.
Attend the Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit
- (Head to Panorama Hall)
- Yannick: Please try to capture people's attention and make the most of it.
- (Idle chats)
- Today's meeting agenda, is...
- Lowering the IPC consumption tax rate for the Taikiyans.
- But this Planarcadia incident threw a wrench in the works.
- Ah, guess we'll have to table this for next time.
- No idea who called this meeting...
- It clashes with Mr. Zazzad's schedule.
- The boss of the Strategic Investment Department is not going to show, either.
- They might need to be careful about the optics because of Pearl, from what I heard.
- (Approach the marked location)
- Yannick: Everyone, please quiet down. A messenger from Planarcadia, Nameless of the Astral Express, (Trailblazer), is here.
- Yannick: At present, aside from Zazzad and Diamond, who are absent due to scheduling conflicts and other unforeseen circumstances, the heads of all seven IPC departments have remotely connected to the "Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit" venue.
- Yannick: According to the pre-meeting briefing, our agenda today is: an inquiry and statement of position regarding the Planarcadia husk crisis.
- (Trailblazer): (Don't panic. Seize this chance to get your demands across to these IPC executives...)
- (Trailblazer): I am sure you have all seen the news regarding the situation. I swear on the honor of the Astral Express that everything I say is the truth.
- (Trailblazer): I am here to deliver a plea on behalf of everyone still fighting in Planarcadia at this very moment.
- (Trailblazer): I seek to invoke the power of the Preservation to encanvas Planarcadia once more, buying us more time against the husk's breakthrough.
- (Trailblazer): I hope the executives holding voting rights will consider the future of Planarcadia, as well as the worlds of all the envoys present here today.
- ...
- Madam Scarred Eye: Let's start with this: the husk has been sealed within Planarcadia for over a millennium. Why did it suddenly spiral out of control?
- Because of a Lord Ravager's scheme.
- Because the Phantasmoon Games were interrupted.
- Because the suppression ceremony was incomplete.
- (Trailblazer): The "Phantasmoon Games" held in Planarcadia are in fact a ceremony designed by the Aeon of Elation to suppress the husk.
- (Trailblazer): Unfortunately, despite our best efforts to stop him, Lord Ravager Asat Pramad managed to disrupt the ceremony.
- Taravan: I understand you're anxious, but I think you're being alarmist. You're telling me that in twelve hours, the Consternation Starzone, where Planarcadia is located, will be wiped out? Do you have any proof to back up your claim?
- No.
- It is Madam Pearl's projection.
- (Trailblazer): ...I am not an expert on leviathans. My conclusion is based on the calculations of Madam Pearl from the Strategic Investment Department.
- (Trailblazer): As the administrator of Planarcadia, her conclusion should be reliable.
- Taravan: Unfortunately, neither of you are experts. Let me be clear: the Voracity has been dead for a very, very long time. By your own account, Planarcadia is nothing more than one fragment of its corpse.
- Taravan: The Technology Department's assessment has concluded that the IPC's cutting-edge technology is more than capable of controlling the activities of these Aeonic remains... and perhaps even turning them into our most powerful weapon.
- Taravan: As for the people there, they're collateral damage. You can't do business without taking any loss.
- You're just going to abandon your colleagues?
- What about the IPC's spirit of Preservation?
- (Trailblazer): Mr. Taravan, what are you saying? If you adopt the Technology Department's proposal, wouldn't you be abandoning Madam Pearl... along with all the survivors?
- (Trailblazer): Isn't Planarcadia part of the IPC's trade network? What happened to the spirit of "Preservation" the IPC preaches?
- (Trailblazer): You've just told every trade ambassador in this room that the IPC's "protections" and "treaties" are worthless the moment disaster strikes.
- (Trailblazer): Esteemed ambassadors, I ask you: when the next disaster descends upon your worlds, can you trust this person standing before you to help?
- Taravan: Hahaha! Don't bother with the theatrics! Of course they don't trust me, nor should they.
- Taravan: They're here for business. They're here to sell their manpower, resources, and technology. They're here to trade their planets' blood for sky-high amounts of money!
- Taravan: Every world that joins the trade network bears its own risks: the Swarm, the Anti-Organic Equation, the borisin... Sure, the IPC provides some support to its allies, but the IPC isn't your spoon-feeding, diaper-changing nanny!
- ...
- Madam Scarred Eye: Ahem. That's quite enough, Taravan. You've made it all the way to board director, yet you seemed to have more professional discretion back when you were hauling materials for the Building Material Logistics Department.
- ...
- Yabuli: Feeling amused? You lot are pathetic.
- Yabuli: Weaponizing the husk is the most effective, technologically sound solution to the crisis right now. Bar none.
- Yabuli: Representative of the Astral Express, you should be well aware that the Strategic Investment Department's proposal has one fatal flaw: encanvasing Planarcadia merely hits the pause button on the crisis. It doesn't end it.
- Yabuli: When the seal completely fails, not even shattering all ten Cornerstones would buy the Ten Stonehearts a single second of breathing room. How do the Strategic Investment Department and the Express plan to respond when that happens?
- Is weaponizing the husk entirely foolproof?
- True, I don't have a better plan...
- (Trailblazer): Alternative plan or no, I have to ask...
- (Trailblazer): Is there really zero risk in turning an Aeon's fragments into a weapon?
- Yabuli: Risk? Of course there's a risk. But it comes down to probability. You don't expect me to explain the technical details right here, do you?
- Just admit there are risks.
- You really have no idea what you're doing.
- (Trailblazer): Yes, it comes down to probability. You may think that a chance buried several decimal places deep is effectively zero. But have you ever faced an enemy that can truly manipulate probability?
- (Trailblazer): I have. Lord Ravager Asat Pramad. He can make guaranteed hits miss their mark, and turn a one-in-a-million disaster into an absolute certainty. You think the risks are under control, but against him, or another higher being like him, that's nothing but an ignorant delusion.
- (Trailblazer): You certainly can turn a blind eye to the odds, and hit that "weaponize" button.
- (Trailblazer): But when that "probability" turns around and devours you, will you be ready for it?
- ...
- Arita: Fair enough.
- Arita: I've heard all I need to know regarding the Planarcadia issue.
- Murmuring Voices: So it seems Mr. Arita is backing the encanvasing proposal for Planarcadia?
- So have you reached a conclusion?
- Arita: I support the encanvas plan, and that's that.
- ...
- Secretary of the Talent Motivation Department: Too bad Zazzad and Diamond didn't show up. That was exhilarating!
- Traditional Project Department Member: I'm guessing they already knew how this discussion was going to end.
- Amid a flurry of chatter and debate, the Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit came to a close.
- Sequence 8Host Yannick congratulated you on getting your wish, and suggested you head to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio during the summit's break to share a live update with audiences across the galaxy.
- Yannick: Congratulations on getting your wish, (Trailblazer).
- Yannick: The discussion was quite lengthy. Let's take a break.
- That went surprisingly well.
- Things progressed faster than I imagined.
- (Trailblazer): We actually convinced Mr. Arita...? I thought it'd take a lot more work.
- Yannick: I understand. In certain moments, a matter of life and death can carry the exact same weight as a speck of dust. Until the dust settles, people are bound to feel a lingering sense of unease.
- Yannick: But the truth is, you've been fighting for the right cause, and you've succeeded in moving it forward.
- Yannick: Hey, remember your old friend Owlbert? He's been following the summit from start to finish. Perhaps during the break, you could head over to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio and update the audience on the results of the discussion.
- Owlbert did invite me...
- (Trailblazer): True, I promised Owlbert I'd record a segment after the summit.
- Yannick: The court of public opinion is a battlefield, and seizing the initiative is crucial.
- Yannick: Keeping Up With Star Rail reaches an audience far beyond Astropolis. It broadcasts to the entire cosmos. It's a prime opportunity to make your voice heard and leverage media influence to pressure the IPC's decision making process.
- Yannick: This ring platform we're now standing on branches out in three directions, leading to different functional zones within the Lodestar Tower. The Keeping Up With Star Rail studio is right over there.
- Yannick: If you'd like to head over, simply operate this rotary dial and the path will open right up for you.
Head to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio
- Step DescriptionThe Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit wraps up without a hitch. Arita ultimately decides to throw his support behind the encanvasing. Everything falls smoothly into place.
Sure enough, getting a word in with Arita is already half the battle.
Now, it is time to honor the deal with Owlbert and head over for an interview in Keeping Up With Star Rail.
- (Take the floating platform)
- (Trailblazer): Before I head out, I should tell March and the others the good news.
- (Trailblazer): Better not keep them worrying.
- (After the platform lands)
- (Receive a message from March 7th)
Messages
March 7thBeep beep! How's it going on your end?
March! Good news! Arita finally caved!Arita supports encanvasing!We're so close to success!He said he's willing to vote for "encanvas"Really!?That's amazing! I'll tell Miss Nihilux right away!
- (Approach the door)
- (Trailblazer): Finally, I can take a breather.
- (Trailblazer): Next up, Owlbert's interview... Better not keep him waiting.
- (Approach the studio door)
- (Trailblazer): Here we are. The studio.
Ask the staff about the situation
- (Enter the studio)
- (Trailblazer): Seems like there's nobody around?
- On-Site Employee: Are you (Trailblazer)? Hi! Looks like the summit talks have wrapped up.
- (Talk to the IPC Worker)
- On-Site Employee: Here for the Keeping Up With Star Rail interview? Oh, right, right! The host should be here soon.
- On-Site Employee: Tell you what, why don't you take a seat in the studio before the interview starts?
- On-Site Employee: See that control panel over there? Just give it a press, and the studio will automatically rise up.
- (Talk to the IPC Worker again, optional)
- On-Site Employee: See that control panel over there? Just give it a press, and the studio will automatically rise up.
Head to the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio
- (Use the control panel)
- (Trailblazer): This must be the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio, right?
- (Trailblazer): Just how many show studios do they have in this place?
- (Walk to the studio)
- ???: It's great to meet you, (Trailblazer)!
- ???: I'll be filling in as the host for this episode of Keep Up with Star Rail! You can call me Little Owlbert.
- (Talk to Little Owlbert)
- Sequence 9The one interviewing you in the studio was not Owlbert, but Little Owlbert. Little Owlbert's bizarrely carefree attitude in the face of disaster put you on high alert. You demanded to know who sent him there.
- (Trailblazer): Owlbert isn't coming?
- Little Owlbert: Well... since you broke that massive scoop, he's got a ton of big shots to interview. Tight schedule, heavy workload, you understand, right?
- Little Owlbert: Why don't we go ahead and start recording?
- Little Owlbert: (He,/
She,) Nameless of the Astral Express, the hero who saved Amphorous... - (Trailblazer): Uh... Huh?
- Little Owlbert: And now, for the crisis-ridden... Planarcadia? (He/
She) braved Astropolis, delivering an impassioned speech at a star-studded "Pan-Cosmic Trade Summit"! - Little Owlbert: How will (his/
her) voice influence the direction of this summit? What destiny awaits Planarcadia? Dear audience, please welcome today's guest on Keep Up with Star Rail... - Little Owlbert: First question: Just what kind of impact did the Voracity's husk make on Planarcadia?
- Little Owlbert: I heard the Strategic Investment Department did massive reconstruction work there! Does that mean all their investments went right down the drain?
- Shouldn't we talk about the people?
- Shouldn't our first concern be the people who live there?
- Little Owlbert: You make a great point! Whatever's going on over there, at least one thing's clear: retirement-related investments have definitely gone down the drain!
- Little Owlbert: Why, do you ask? Well, an apocalypse obviously tanks everyone's life expectancy, so eldercare brands have absolutely no future!
- ...
- (Trailblazer): Seriously? What are you doing? You need to take this seriously.
- Little Owlbert: Ah... In my hosting experience, a whole show without a single laugh is a complete train wreck!
- This isn't a comedy show!
- Did Owlbert really send you?
- (Trailblazer): We're talking about the existential crisis of an entire world. This isn't Keeping Up With Star Rail's style at all...
- (Trailblazer): Would Owlbert really hand over the hosting gig to a bird like you?
- (Trailblazer): Tell me, who sent you?
- In the meantime...
- Sequence 10Upon receiving word that Arita was backing the encanvas, Nihilux had the furbos scour for information, turning up that Panorama Hall was closed for maintenance today. The so-called "summit" was nothing but a performance designed to stall you. Nihilux told March 7th to hold her position, then grabbed Asat Pramad's Die and bolted out the door.
- March 7th: Ms. Nihilux! Good news! (Trailblazer) just sent us a message!
- March 7th: Old Mr. Arita has been won over! He's going to vote for "encanvas"!
- Nihilux: ...Isn't this all a little too easy?
- March 7th: Is that a bad thing? Come on, don't be like me. I really don't want to play the jinx anymore.
- Nihilux: Alright then, March. Congratulations!
- Nihilux: Furbos!
- Furbulitzer: You scared this furbo half to death! Evil Boss, don't just start screaming!
- Nihilux: My little dumbos, get online right now and pull the search volume for the keywords "Summit," "Astral Express," and "Planarcadia."
- March 7th: Huh? What for?
- Nihilux: In my experience working at the IPC, you can never be too careful.
- Nihilux: They invited (Trailblazer) to present (his/
her) case at the summit. Even if they don't publicly announce the voting results, they can't stop curious outsiders from driving up the search volume for related info. - Paraprince: Beep, boop! Th—these keywords are showing absolutely zero search fluctuations! The search volume is so low... it's sad.
- Nihilux: ...Ugh, I've got a bad feeling about this.
- Nihilux: Right, let me check the scheduled meetings for today...
- Nihilux: Look at this! Today's reservation record for the Panorama Hall says "Closed all day for internal equipment maintenance."
- March 7th: What do you mean, "closed all day"? Isn't (Trailblazer) supposed to have an interview there? Ah... I see.
- Nihilux: You've got some nerve, Oswaldo... to pull such cheap stunts before a magician.
- Furbulitzer: Magic?
- Nihilux: Yeah. An elaborate, high-budget display of... commercial magic. Its goal isn't to solve the problem, but to buy time.
- Nihilux: Using a highly convincing "executive debate" to stall our "protagonist," tricking (him/
her) into thinking hope is just around the corner so (he'll/ she'll) quiet down and wait for the outcome. - Asat Pramad's Die: Ha... hahaha! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! I was starting to think this little performance would drag on boringly until the end of the world!
- March 7th: You old creep! You knew!?
- Asat Pramad's Die: Watching smart people walk step-by-step into a huge glaring trap is way more fun than pure destruction!
- Asat Pramad's Die: So, how much time do you have left to write a slightly less embarrassing ending for this farce? An hour? Or only the relentless countdown to detonation?
- March 7th: I need to message (Trailblazer) right away!
- March 7th: Ms. Nihilux, where are you going? I'm coming with you.
- Nihilux: No, March, you stay put. The Marketing Development Department might be keeping a close eye on anyone going in or out of this room right now. I'm not part of the Express Crew, so I won't draw as much attention.
- Nihilux: Besides, I've got Beatrice Mellanine's ID card here, so slipping in and out will be easier for me.
- Nihilux: Oh, right. Mr. Asat Pramad, since you enjoy being a spectator so much, why don't you step onto the stage yourself? See firsthand how this farce you indirectly started goes completely off the rails.
- Asat Pramad's Die: ...
Find a way out of the Broadcast Hall
- Step DescriptionAll exits out of the studio and Panorama Hall have been sealed off. Despite uncovering the truth, it still won't be easy to escape this place.
But time marches on without pause, and with every passing second, Planarcadia is pushed ever closer to the brink.
- Meanwhile, in the Keeping Up With Star Rail studio...
- Sequence 11You saw through Little Owlbert's deception, and after a tense interrogation, learned that Owlbert was being held captive somewhere in one of the studios. Every exit in the broadcast hall and Panorama Hall had been sealed shut, leaving no way out.
- (Trailblazer): ...
- Little Owlbert: Heehee... you don't look so good all of a sudden. Are you tired?
- (Trailblazer): You all... teamed up to play me like a fool.
- Little Owlbert: Uh-oh! The mission's a bust...
- Little Owlbert: I've gotta, I've gotta, I've gotta stall (him/
her) for as long as I can. Or I'll end up like Mr. Owlbert! - Where is Owlbert? Is he still alive?
- Little Owlbert: I heard he regretted making that call... he wanted to contact you.
- Little Owlbert: So the security guards locked him up in one of the studios.
- Did Oswaldo put you up to this?
- Is that measly paycheck worth risking your life for?
- (Trailblazer): Do the math! Is that measly paycheck really worth throwing your life away for?
- Little Owlbert: ...
- Little Owlbert: I—I'm sorry! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! I'm just a lowly grunt in the Marketing Development Department! They promised me a promotion and a raise if I could keep you here!
- You can get lost now.
- Little Owlbert: Actually... neither of us is going anywhere. They've locked down the entire studio and the corridor leading to the Panorama Hall. The doors won't open for anyone until the scheduled time.
- (Trailblazer): Fine. They went through all the trouble to set this up, I might as well grace the stage and crash the show.
Investigate the source of the sound
- Step DescriptionAll exits out of the studio and Panorama Hall have been sealed off. Despite uncovering the truth, it still won't be easy to escape this place.
Sounds like something is stirring nearby. What could it be?
- (Talk to Little Owlbert again, optional)
- Little Owlbert: ...
- ???: Mmph... mmmph...
- (Interact with the cardboard box)
- Sequence 12You found the kidnapped Owlbert. Owlbert apologized for deceiving you under duress and pointed you toward an express lane for clocking out.
- Owlbert?
- Owlbert: (Trailblazer)? D—Don't come any closer! I don't want you to see me like this.
- Owlbert: I'm so sorry, *whimpering*... I knew they were just using me to gain your trust, but I—I still made that call! I'm a spineless chicken!
- It's not too late to make it right...
- Do you know a way out of here?
- (Trailblazer): They locked the doors. Do you know another way out of here?
- Owlbert: Yours truly knows a way! There's an express lane for clocking out right in the corner of the studio!
- Owlbert: Found it? I'll give you two passcodes. Punch them in, follow the path, and you'll be able to bypass the lockdown and cut right behind the Panorama Hall.
- Owlbert: Hurry up and go! Don't worry about me! I can break out of this cage on my own!
- (Trailblazer): Take care of yourself.
Escape the Studio
- Step DescriptionAll exits out of the studio and Panorama Hall have been sealed off. Despite uncovering the truth, it still won't be easy to escape this place.
Owlbert points you toward a secret passage used for clocking out of work. Right now, this is the only way out.
- (Talk to Owlbert, optional)
- Owlbert: Go now! And be careful! Safety first, you hear me?
- (Enter Interplanar Jump!)
-
- (Wispae dialogue)
- Did you eat today? Make sure to have a proper meal.
- Hello~
- This place has views like you wouldn't believe~
- Oh, my dear old friend!
- Welcome to the 2D world!
- Are you a Nameless too? Welcome, welcome!
- Three, two, one, jump!
- Let the Bizarre Melody play!
- Try using Sprint!
- Invalid Transclusion
- (Jump onto the Gravity Ring)
- (Trailblazer): What the heck is this big donut?
- (Trailblazer): Hmm... Gravity seems to shift around this circle...
- (Trailblazer): I wonder what'll happen if I jump into another bubble?
- (Gravity Ring dialogue)
- Use Sprint to dash between the gravity rings!
- (Open Bizarre Melody)
- (Trailblazer): Oh right... the first password Owlbert gave me was...
- (Trailblazer): I didn't misremember it, did I? The password is "
- (If the password is input incorrectly)
- (Trailblazer): Huh, wrong? Did my fingers just forget what Owlbert said?
- (Walk through Panorama Hall)
- (Trailblazer): Is this... the hall from earlier?
- (Enter fourth floor)
- Nihilux: Calling "protagonist," calling "protagonist"!
- (Trailblazer): Ms. Nihilux? What are you doing here?
- Nihilux: I'll grant you access to all the door locks...
- Nihilux: Let's meet up in the next room.
- (Trailblazer): How did you do that... Never mind, doesn't matter.
- (Open Bizarre Melody)
- (Trailblazer): Time to pull out the second password...
- (Trailblazer): "
- (If the password is input incorrectly)
- (Trailblazer): Ah... if only Owlbert could remote-control this thing.
- (Enter the fifth floor)
- (Trailblazer): The IPC's security is a joke.
- (NPC dialogue, opposite the wall)
- I thought your "Madam Scarred Eye" impression was pretty spot-on. You really nailed that mean streak.
- Your "Taravan" still takes the cake. Wonder if the Building Material Logistics Department is going to send you a cease and desist?
- (While falling upwards)
- (Trailblazer): A cheap but effective trick.
- (NPC dialogue, by the desk)
- (Trailblazer) probably isn't coming back here, right?
- Judging by the time, I'd say our job here is done?
- Better safe than sorry. Let's keep up the act a little longer.
Defeat the IPC's security forces
- (Exit Interplanar Jump!)
- Sequence 13With Nihilux's help, you escaped to the office area. A massive wave of employees and security guards closed in on you, but Nihilux summoned Silver Wolf's data slice to help you break through the encirclement.
- (Trailblazer): What... is this place?
- IPC Employee: ...Holy Aeons! Who the heck let (him/
her) out!? Weren't we supposed to stall (him/ her) for at least one system hour? What happened to the door locks!? - IPC Employee: Let me check the access logs... The locks were overridden! Who did this?
- Nihilux: That'd be me. I did it. Someone gifted me a tiny data slice, said it'd take care of a lot of headaches.
- Nihilux: Stellaron Hunter tech. Pretty impressive, huh?
- IPC Employee: Are you... a Stellaron Hunter!?
- Nihilux: Oh no no, I'm your colleague. Beatrice Mellanine. Haven't you heard of me?
- IPC Employee: Mellanine... isn't that name from almost fifty years ago?
- IPC Employee: Enough chit-chat! Call security, now!
- Security Soldier: A—Are we going up against a Nameless? Aren't they partners with the Strategic Investment Department?
- IPC Employee: Quit yapping! You have one job: follow orders and open fire!
- So many of them?
- Alright, bring 'em on!
- (Trailblazer): That's a wrap for your show. Now it's my turn to take the stage.
- Nihilux: Hold your horses, "protagonist." It's not your time to shine just yet.
- Nihilux: These small fries aren't worth our time. Let someone with a big appetite gobble 'em up!
- IPC Employee: W—What the heck is that?
Fight your way out of the Circular Office
- Step DescriptionStage loading...
...
Load complete.
Stage Name: 3:10 to IPE!
Difficulty: Very Easy.
Theme: Interastral Peace Entertainment Work Zone.
Core Mechanic: No beans, only enemies.
Objective: Reach the exit within four minutes.
Hint: Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!
Return to Panorama Hall
- Step DescriptionIt's time to end this farce, and time is running out. You must secure a chance to plead your case directly to Arita before the summit reaches its final decision.
If a private meeting with him keeps getting blocked at every turn, then you'll make all of Astropolis turn its eyes on you.
- (Approach the marked location)
- Sequence 15You and Nihilux returned to Panorama Hall, where the staff were whispering among themselves about the earlier performance. You snapped at the host, Yannick, demanding that every camera be pointed at you immediately.
- Secretary of the Talent Motivation Department?: ...The "executives" all logged off early, huh.
- Secretary of the Talent Motivation Department?: With (Trailblazer) out of the way, the mission's basically complete. What happens next depends on how long the fake host can keep (him/
her) distracted. - Strategic Investment Department Employee?: Off the record: don't you folks think I'd be a pretty convincing "Taravan," too?
- Strategic Investment Department Employee?: When it comes to being a gourmand, I could give the real Mr. Taravan a run for his money. Burp~ Hahaha...
- Secretary of the Talent Motivation Department?: Alright, zip it! If word of this gets out, you'll be packing your bags by tomorrow morning!
- Strategic Investment Department Employee?: But Mr. Yannick promised us whatever is said during this summit won't reach a single ear outside the Panorama Hall.
- Nihilux: Oh, yeah? Are they really that confident?
- It's time for the lies and the farce to end.
- Drop the ridiculous charade!
- Stupefied Crowd: (Trailblazer)?
- Stupefied Crowd: How is (Trailblazer) back?
- (Trailblazer): Yannick, you sneaky little bard's turd! Point every single camera at me right now! I know you have the clearance.
- (Trailblazer): I want my face broadcasted to every single screen in Astropolis!
- Yannick: ...
- Sequence 16You produced Asat Pramad's Die and declared your intent to roll it and unleash random destruction upon Astropolis. Lighthouse rushed onto the scene under orders to provide support and move against you.
- Yannick: (Mr./
Ms.) (Trailblazer), please don't get so worked up. - (Trailblazer): I tried to present my case calmly and peacefully, but all I got in return was mockery and humiliation.
- (Trailblazer): If the news of "Planarcadia's impending destruction" is too far removed from your daily lives to pique your interest...
- (Trailblazer): Then how about this?
- (Trailblazer): The severed head of a Lord Ravager!
- (Trailblazer): Every time it rolls, it brings incalculable variables and trials to an entire world.
- (Trailblazer): Care to test your luck? Will disaster befall you? Or you? Or every single one of you?
- Yannick: ...I've heard the crew of the Astral Express are all honorable, righteous Nameless. You wouldn't do such a thing.
- Yannick: Would you?
- Yannick: Even if you do resort to violence, Astropolis has its own superhero. I've already signaled Lighthouse... He'll be here to save us any second now!
- Nihilux: Pathetic. It seems you neither comprehend the power of a Lord Ravager... nor know how to treat a true hero with the dignity they deserve.
- Yannick: A true hero doesn't hold a bomb and threaten to blow the entire place sky-high!
- Lighthouse: ...We meet again, (Trailblazer).
- Lighthouse: It's a real shame. This time, I've received a top-priority directive: "Eliminate the threat to the venue at all costs."
- Lighthouse: I know I'm no match for you. But this is my duty, and the sole reason I wear this power armor...
- Lighthouse: I have to maintain the peace in Astropolis, because I am the Honorary Security Officer, Lighthouse!
- I will not back down.
- Asat Pramad's Die: ...Peace? Since when has Astropolis ever known peace?
- Asat Pramad's Die: I once heard a rather amusing joke: "The Preservation" is nothing but a facade, Qlipoth fell from grace ages ago, and the IPC is actually a faction of "the Voracity."
- Asat Pramad's Die: But seeing it for myself today... it turns out it wasn't such a joke after all.
- Asat Pramad's Die: There is a leviathan of the Voracity slumbering right beneath Astropolis, too!
- Taikiyan Envoys?: What kind of nonsense is that thing spouting!?
- Yannick: Okay. It's okay. Don't panic! It is impossible for a Lord Ravager to breach Astropolis!
- Yannick: Do it, Lighthouse! Take them all down!
- (Begin battle with
Lighthouse ×1, 
Astropolis Sentinel ×4) -
- Lighthouse: All Lighthouse units, assemble!
- (Trailblazer): You people have truly pushed me to my limit!
- (Trailblazer): Since my warnings are falling on deaf ears...
- (Battle ends)
- (Cutscene begins)
-
- (Trailblazer): Are you ready to face the risks?
- Personal Health Butler: That will do.
- Personal Health Butler: Mr. Arita wishes to speak with you two.
- (Cutscene ends)
- Sequence 17Kenneth invited you and Nihilux to Skycall Aery, where the future of Planarcadia would be decided at Arita's private estate. Kenneth swore upon the divine form of the Amber Lord that what followed would be entirely unscripted.
- Kenneth: What an absolutely... spectacular show, Yannick.
- Yannick: Mr... Kenneth?
- Kenneth: (Trailblazer), Madam Nihilux... Or perhaps I should call you Madam Beatrice Mellanine.
- Kenneth: I am here to welcome you both with the utmost "respect." Please, follow me to the elevator. We are heading to the "Skycall Aery."
- Kenneth: That is Mr. Arita's private residence. It is secure and quiet. It is there that he will decide the future of Planarcadia.
- Are you putting on a second act?
- I am seriously tempted to just let this die roll.
- Kenneth: I completely understand your anger and distrust. Were our positions reversed, my reaction would likely be far more explosive.
- Kenneth: Everyone involved in this charade will face the severest of punishments, I assure you.
- Kenneth: Please allow me to solemnly clarify: I swear upon the Amber Lord, the upcoming meeting has no pre-arranged script.
- Kenneth: Father is already aware of the commotion here, and wishes to meet with you both.
- Nihilux: Heh. So we really did have to tear down the stage and blow the roof off just to get the boss's attention.
- Nihilux: Lead the way, Mr. Butler.
- Kenneth: Please follow me.
- (Unlock Achievement Trailblazer Doesn't Roll the Dice)
Follow Kenneth to Skycall Aery
- (Talk to Yannick, optional)
- Yannick's face had gone pale, while the actors who had attended the summit stood frozen in terrified silence, trembling like leaves in a storm.
- It seems, they still fear the legitimacy-unknown Lord Ravager. Who could have guessed that today's little theatrical performance would spiral into a career-defining moment... or perhaps a life-ruining disaster.
- (Idle NPC dialogue)
- You've got some serious nerve, Yannick...
- To actually forge Mr. Oswaldo's orders...
- We've all been played.
- Uh oh, not good...
- Taking the liberty to intercept people on Oswaldo's behalf...
- That's the end of the road for our careers.
Talk to Kenny
- (Ride up the elevator)
- Sequence 18Kenneth led you to the entrance of Skycall Aery in "Cloudpeak." From up there, all of Astropolis was laid bare. Only seven people in the entire IPC were privileged enough to enjoy such a view.
- (Trailblazer): Where are we?
- Kenneth: The entrance to the "Cloudpeak" Skycall Aery. Nice view, isn't it?
- Kenneth: From up here, all of Astropolis is laid bare, stripped of its secrets. Not many are privileged enough to enjoy such a view.
- Kenneth: In the entire IPC, only seven individuals hold this honor.
- Sure is a long way to climb.
- (Trailblazer): Sure is a long way from the ground. A fall from up here would shatter you to pieces, no?
- Kenneth: Better to risk the fall than be ground into the dirt.
- Kenneth: Rather than being crushed silently underfoot, most would gamble to reach the summit. At least they get to see the view from up on high.
- Seems like seven just became eight today.
- Nihilux: Make that nine! I'm here too, even if I am just riding your coattails.
- Kenneth: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
- Kenneth: The guest, or the main course? Most people don't know which category they fall into, until the moment they reach the table.
- Kenneth: If you would both step onto the platform. Should you experience a touch of vertigo, please don't be alarmed.
- (Obtain
"Rear Window")
Other Languages
| Language | Official Name |
|---|---|
| English | The Conspiracy of Art, The Flesh of Images |
| Chinese (Simplified) | 艺术的共谋，图像的肉身 |
| Chinese (Traditional) | 藝術的共謀，圖像的肉身 |
| Japanese | アートの陰謀、イメージの肉 |
| Korean | 예술의 음모, 이미지의 살 |
| Spanish | Complicidad del arte, encarnación de la imagen |
| French | La conspiration de l'art, la chair des images |
| Russian | Заговор в искусстве, оболочка картины |
| Thai | การสมรู้ร่วมคิดของศิลปะ กายเนื้อของภาพ |
| Vietnamese | Đồng Mưu Của Nghệ Thuật, Thể Xác Của Hình Ảnh |
| German | Die Verschwörung der Kunst, das Fleisch der Bilder |
| Indonesian | Konspirasi Seni, Wujud Fisik Citra |
| Portuguese | A Conspiração da Arte, A Carne das Imagens |
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