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The Light of Devotion is the thirty-fourth chapter. It was added in version 2.9.0 and released on August 21, 2015.
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- It had to live solely for its objective--as Proto had.
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Proto, too, witnessed his home world's destruction with melancholy eyes.
He could foresee the choices the king would make next. It was easy enough even with his calculation capabilities short-circuited and lost.
It wasn't a prediction, exactly. Proto knew the king's mind as well as his own. He had served at his side from the day the king first drew breath.
But it seemed those days were over. And if he could not see his king through the trials to come...
“Watch over His Majesty. Please. He needs someone who understands him.”
With those words, Proto leaves the king in your care before finally sputtering out, cold and lifeless.
Though despairing, the Oxsecian king could not simply stand by while his people destroyed each other in a civil war.
Animata was responsible for all of it. This tragedy had all started with her.
It wasn't the king alone. Rancor toward Animata was swelling among the people. The only way to cleanse it was to strike at the root.
Options were few. They no longer even had a place to call home. He needed to take up the banner and lead the battle against her.
The king's hand rested on Proto's remains.
They needed a symbol. An unstoppable weapon that sought only bloodshed and destruction.
It had to live solely for its objective-- as Proto had.
36AIS was sound asleep. Gazing at her peaceful face on a nearby monitor, the king declared his intentions aloud.
“...We shall dispose of the unfit.”
The hand gripping Proto's remains trembled almost imperceptibly.
That resolution went into effect immediately.
Those branded unnecessary to the future of the Oxsecian people frantically sought escape. Shunned and stigmatized by the public, they howled their resentment, raged, and desperately fought back.
Ironically, they proved unfit in this, too. The royal forces crushed their feeble resistance as easily as ants.
The king saw their pain. But it only convinced him that these weak links were his people's biggest obstacle to destroying Animata.
Emotion often clouds judgment and vision, leading us off course.
The Oxsecian ship, meanwhile, reached its destination. The unfit would be exiled here.
This planet once served as a hunting ground for the Oxsecians, but it has long been left untouched. Ferocious alien beasts prowl about, the hunted now the hunters.
Memories of strange creatures trying to eat you at every turn come flooding back.
“I knew it. This is...”
It's your old stomping grounds.
Planet Beastbait.34.2[]
- You've been assigned to take them to the execution grounds
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“Is this really all right, just going along with this?” someone asks suddenly.
Your party is escorting the “unfit” through this place of exile as ordered by the king.
Those with connections to the royal family must be given a suitably noble death.
You've been assigned to take them
to the execution grounds.34.3[]
- “He needs someone who understands him.”
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“What's happened to the king? Where's the man we knew?”
How had the once genial Oxsecian king become so ruthlessly cold?
Proto's words echo in your minds: “He needs someone who understands him.”
What could he have meant?34.4[]
- A heavy thud shakes the area.
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A heavy thud shakes the area. Then another.
“Something huge is coming...”
The unarmed exiles tremble and wail piteously. Some even lose control of their bladders.
The sight is distressing, to say the least.
If these are the people least capable of protecting themselves, shouldn't their
stronger brethren be protecting them?34.5[]
- All the years Proto spent with the king are wiped clean.
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The Oxsecian ship's arsenal...
Proto lies dismantled, his parts scattered about and his memory module removed.
The scientists here are studying his allegiance to the king in order to reuse it. One by one, they uncover the events etched into his memory.
They're his days with the Oxsecian king. Some might call them mere data, but they could also be called Proto's memories.
Amongst those memories is a father's strangled cry of anguish at having to abandon his daughter.
It's a recording of the king's voice. An auxiliary battery was evidently running after Proto's main power supply shut down.
A scientist hits the delete command with a practiced movement.
“...Error?”
The command is rejected. Resistance from Proto, perhaps?
“Bah. We have enough data already. Just format it.”
And with that, all the years Proto spent with the king are wiped clean.
Meanwhile, your party is still embroiled in battle with the alien beasts, never dreaming
that such a thing is happening aboard the ship.34.6[]
- That's no reason to give up on the lives of the people right in front of you.
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“Finally, a breather...”
You've managed to drive off the alien beasts for now. But the dread of being abandoned in a place like this is staggering.
All of you have carefully avoided looking at the terrified exiles.
“...Yeah, we can't go on like this. We have to fight it.”
The Oxsecian king is formidable. But that's no reason to give up on the lives of the people right in front of you.
Palpa and Pepropé would surely have fought to protect them, even at the cost of their
own lives.34.7[]
- Turning round, you and the exiles begin the long trek back.
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Your party is in the midst of a heated debate when a familiar voice interrupts.
“We've finally managed to connect, it seems.”
The voice is warm yet regal. Can it be...?
“Palpa?!”
You feel strangely revitalized.
“The Oxsecian ship's explosion triggered a curious phenomenon,” says another familiar voice.
It's Pepropé.
“The place you're in is located in someone's memory.” “Memory...? What are you saying?” “The details can wait. But the gateway between there and here will undoubtedly open very soon.”
How could anyone possibly know this?
Many have reportedly come into contact with some sort of memory in similar fashion. Some have already awakened.
“Memory, eh...” “Perfect. Let's see the king's fate through to the end.”
And so you resolve to take on the Oxsecian king.
Turning round, you and the exiles begin
the long trek back.34.8[]
- You've declared open rebellion against the king.
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One after another, the unfit are relentlessly expelled from the Oxsecian ship. Members of the royal family are no exception.
“Unhand me! Have you gone mad, sire? Our whole lives, we've--”
A gunshot cuts him off.
Some resist, some run. Some merely rampage aimlessly. It's utter chaos.
“After them! Close in and cut them off!” “We can't allow that, I'm afraid.”
The gauntlet is thrown.
You've declared open rebellion against the king.34.9[]
- “Turned traitor, have you? ”
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“You again. You're that hoity-toity bastard, right?”
A familiar soldier glares back at you, cornered. You've met your share of arrogant Oxsecians, but this twit was particularly memorable.
“Turned traitor, have you? I don't know why the king takes in strays like you, but we'll happily school you
in obedience!”34.10[]
- Its name is Prototype Zero.
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- End of stage drops:
Metal Minion Λ (100%)
“You're dead too. Mark...my words...”
With that promise, the arrogant twit crashes to the ground and speaks no more.
“Let's find the king. If need be...we fight!” “That won't be necessary.”
The wind has died. The king stands before you.
“Go, Zero!”
A weapon of mass destruction towers at the king's side. It is sworn to bloodshed, desiring only slaughter and destruction. It is the symbol of the king's chosen path.
Its imposing presence is reminiscent of another demonically powerful weapon: 6Z00.
Its name is Prototype Zero.
- [Battle here]
With a thunderous blast of light and heat, the Oxsecian ship takes to the air.
Cast off all excess, all waste, for the sake of the greater cause. The Oxsecians remaining are those committed to that resolution.
Their eyes have taken on a cold gleam. Obligation, remorse--a hodgepodge of emotions are interwoven into a single objective.
Standing before them, the king begins to speak.
The loathsome Animata is threatening not only the lives of our kin but the existence of our entire race. We must weather this storm together, for we have only ourselves to rely on.
Look around you at the fellow countrymen who stand at your side. You are all comrades and equals, chosen to fulfill a common destiny. Social standing, origin, age are all irrelevant. We have all lost too much, and we must all fight to ensure those sacrifices were not suffered in vain.
We are a chosen elite, supreme specimens of our race, and we are tasked with a common cause:
We must hunt Animata down and annihilate her. We shall have retribution.
Thus began the long war against Animata. The seeds of that fate were sown here.
Meanwhile, on the alien beast world...
“H-hey. You're looking awfully...shiny.”
Shimmering particles of light are spilling from your bodies.
“This light... As I recall, it--”
Your party vanishes without a sound.
“.........”
Prototype Zero, spared from destruction, gazes after the ship soaring away into the distance.
Then, as though guided by something, he drags himself away, down into the heart of the planet.
He wouldn't last much longer. But he was sure they would meet again.
“I must live to see that day...”
Prototype Zero had been wiped clean of the old Proto. Yet it was Proto who spoke.
That noble will had unfurled new possibilities.
Animata had taken an interest in Prototype Zero. She had offered a way to save his will via means that only a machine could choose.
Prototype Zero had accepted. He thus lived on as parts for Animata, integrated into the ship.
The bridge was awash in red light, the ship's instruments shrieking warnings of impending crisis in one final act of service. Amidst that shrill chaos, a solitary figure stood motionless, gaze fixed on the gleaming ships in the distance.
He prayed for a future of peace.
“You have a future too, sire.”
It was a voice from a distant past.
“I've come to fulfill my oath-- my allegiance to you.”
The king's eyes widen in speechless astonishment.
His old friend is hardly recognizable. But for the king, his words are enough.
“Proto... You knew? All of it?”
Prototype Zero stands before him.
“Do you remember the day the princess was born?” Proto asks.
“We surrounded ourselves with systems and machines back then, too...”
The faintest of memories flickers. But her voice, piercing and powerful, is the only part that lingers.
Like ice thawing and cracking after a long winter, the king's stern features soften into a smile.
“Then go, sire. I have a duty to hope for your every happiness. Always.”
Proto has already commandeered the ship. He transports the king to an escape pod without waiting for a reply.
The Oxsecian ship has little time left.
Ejected into space, the king gazes back at his ship, now glowing hotly in the distance. A memory stirs.
“Just live to fight another day... It's true I believed that at the time.”
The king wasn't driven to despair. He was simply remembering someone whose will now dwelled in a place transcending life and death.
“Your devotion was unfailing, Proto.”
A hot tear trickles down his cheek.
A dazzling light blooms in the heavens.
Then it is gone, along with the Oxsecian ship.
All those who were locked in deadly combat around the Life Breeder stand stunned and breathless.
Humans, lizardfolk, beastfolk, stonefolk, the Oxsecian children with identical faces, even the wild alien creatures--all stand transfixed, gazing up at the empty sky.
“It's...beautiful.”
As glowing debris from the Oxsecian ship disperses, a warm glimmer illuminates the heavens.
It is as bright and unfaltering as the devotion born of a lifelong friendship.
Oxsecian Zero - Operation Neogenesis -
Fin.Luck Treasure Chests:[]
- Note: This is an incomplete list. Please contribute by adding mising drops.
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| Luck 100 |  Haggo ΟⅡ
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Hard Mode[]
Start stage 34.10 during 00:00–00:59 or 12:00–12:59 UTC to access Hard Mode. Compared to the normal 34.10 stage, Hard Mode enemies have 50 more levels, 3 times the HP, and 1.2 times the ATK, DEF, MATK, MDEF. Hard Mode will also give x2 EXP and x4.5 coins. The boss Prototype Zero is guaranteed to drop the Avengers companion after being defeated in Hard Mode.
Trivia[]
- In Version 4.6.0, stamina costs were reduced from 24 to 20.
| Chapter 34: The Light of Devotion | |
|---|---|
| Enemies | AOO • BOO • COO • Frostshroom • Ice Golem • Mini Frostshroom • Oxsecian Gunner • Oxsecian Mobile Artillery • Oxsecian Soldier • Rossi • Snow Spook • Treant |
| Bosses | Layla • Prototype Zero |