"Natlan will remember all of this. To us, Captain Capitano was the most upright Fatui Harbinger I have ever met. He truly deserved to be called a hero."
"After learning of his deeds, I wanted to have Xilonen forge an Ancient Name for the Captain as well. Sadly..."
Mavuika offered the Captain a Natlan salute. She had truly intended to do so.
If her investigation was correct, the Captain had also fought alongside Natlan's ancestors against the Abyss in a distant age.
Unfortunately, information and surviving textiles from that era were exceedingly scarce...
So, to Mavuika, the Captain was fully qualified to receive an Ancient Name and the Great Spirit's recognition. Sadly, he had already been laid to rest, so she could only abandon the idea in resignation.
"We've been through a great deal ourselves, but someone like the Captain would deserve to be called a hero even in other worlds."
"He bore countless souls within his own body, all to keep them from fading away. He endured five hundred years of torment and held on until this very day. He deserved to be called a true hero!"
Old Yang felt even greater admiration for the Captain's character. As a fellow man, he could understand just how difficult it had been for him...
After all, even a single ordinary soul, or a shattered fragment of resentment, was enough to torment an ordinary person into insanity.
Let alone the Captain's act of housing countless souls within his own body and sea of consciousness. Only a legendary master of endurance like him could withstand five hundred years of their wailing, unable to sleep.
So Old Yang also saluted the Captain on the throne, and everyone else followed suit.
Just then, six hollows quietly formed above the frost-covered throne. Their shapes seemed suited