Everyone stared at the gravestones in silence.
Without a doubt, the people whose names were engraved on those stones had passed away long ago.
"Lazarina sacrificed herself in the War of Independence. To trace the flow of memoria, she piloted a shuttle deep into the center of the star system alone and never returned...
"Tiernan was a cowboy skilled with firearms, strong and dependable. He led the people through a brutal war against outside forces, but never made it to the day peace truly arrived."
Mikai calmly recounted the stories of those Nameless who had come before them. The long years had gradually smoothed away the ripples those stories stirred, but had yet to erase their lingering reflections.
Those two Nameless had both departed, their figures disappearing down the road of the Trailblaze, still pressing onward to the very end... Penacony's past was like a long, sorrowful dream, with only a bitter aftertaste remaining.
"For ten years after the war, Penacony was beset by troubles within and without. For Asdana's sake, Tiernan returned to the path of the Trailblaze and led the Moth Family beyond the star system to explore, only to be surrounded by the Swarm... They were wiped out."
"I knew it was coming, but their stories... really are sad." March 7th suddenly felt a pang of sorrow.
July 7th nodded beside her. She felt the same way. The sadness was not intense; it simply lingered everywhere, like the chill of winter.
"What beautiful resolve! Even at the very end, they walked the path of the Trailblaze without hesitation." Argenti's eyes shone. Rather than sadness, he showed excitement as he showered them with praise:
"With such resolve, their stories deserve to blaze across this planet as brightly and fiercely as the burning sun!"
"Sniff... Th-this is so moving...