作者：狮子ottffssent

        现在大家看到的就是Arcaea里面的第四个主线故事——Tairitsu的Grievous Lady篇。

        中文翻译虽然是我自己做的，不过我个人没法保证质量，所以贴上游戏的英文原文，让大家自己对照着看一下。如果认为我的翻译有什么错误，还请指正，谢谢。

        那么，正文开始。

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       Perhaps she should have worried, because her heart was suddenly in pain.

       她现在感到焦虑，因为她的心脏突然产生了疼痛的感觉。

       She drew back, covered her mouth, and her eyes went wide in confusion. She had been standing on the floor of a gigantic and bitter maze that doubled as a tower, but she now began to fall to her knees. Before she hit the ground, the structure began to break and fall first.

       她不禁往后退，并捂住了嘴巴，而且她感到头昏眼花。她一直站在比塔楼还高的那座巨大的充满痛苦的迷宫的地板上，但她现在却要开始弯下她的膝盖。在她的膝盖触及地面之前，地板结构就开始破裂和掉落。

       The memories of sorrowful days that she had gathered came around her like a cloak, the tower’s memories turned from a falling slow rain into a downpour. She and the maze fell like stones, and although she should have been terrified to drop so far and so fast, all she could feel was confusion.

       她早先收集起来的那些悲伤的记忆形成了一件斗篷包围着她，原先像缓缓细雨的散落着的记忆开始像倾盆大雨一样激烈。她和迷宫就像一块陨石一样坠落，尽管她本应对从那么高的地方、那么快的速度跌落下来而感到害怕，然而她现在只能感觉到一片混乱。

       She splashed down into a sea of the fragmented happiness of other worlds. The waves she and the crashing labyrinth caused were immense. Glass pushed against glass in a way that could be described as both ugly and beautiful, and she knelt at the center of that storm.

       她如一滴雨水一般溅落在这片由美好记忆碎片组成的海洋之中。她和那座迷宫猛撞出来的巨浪极为巨大。这些在某种程度上被说成是丑陋与美丽的玻璃碎片在互相推搡着，而她，此时已经跪在了风暴的中心。

       She was confused because she was hurting. Everything hurt. Her heart was bursting. The cloak of memories that she’d collected turned into a grotesque sphere and surrounded her. The world of white disappeared from her vision, leaving only horrible things. Heaving, sweating, and trembling, she looked into the glass, into the Arcaea, deeply. And as she came to realize that her heart was breaking.

       她很困惑，因为她会受伤。这一切似乎都受到了伤害。而她的心脏就像一颗要爆开的炸弹一般。那些形成斗篷的她所收集起来的记忆转变成了一个极为古怪的区域包围着她。在她的视野中，白色的世界已经消失不见，只留下了那些可怕的东西。她开始冒冷汗，她开始发抖了，她开始望向——Arcaea，死死地盯着。然后她感觉到自己的心开始破裂了。

       That her sanity was breaking.

       她感觉到自己的理智开始破裂了。

       The memory of the end of the world that she’d seen earlier slowly drifted into view.

       她原先看到过的那个世界末日的记忆，开始在她的视野里慢慢呈现出来。

PRESENT

       The girl had felt many emotions since her waking into the white and ruined world. Mostly, she’d felt anger, but she’d been able to turn that anger into a strange sort of hope. True, she didn’t have much of a plan. In fact, she was only walking forward because she believed at the end of her steps there would be something good. She had hope. She was certain that this chaos was leading into light. She was certain that the torments she was facing, that the horrors she was holding, could be completely shattered.

       早在从这个白茫茫的、一片荒芜的世界中醒来开始，这个女孩就感受到了很多情感。很多时候，她感觉到一种愤怒的情感，但她却总能够将这种愤怒转变成很奇怪的一种希望。对，她其实并没有太多的计划。事实上，她只能往前走，因为她相信，当走到尽头时，一定会有什么好事出现。她是满怀希望的。她一直坚信，这片混沌能够引领自己走向光明。她一直坚信，纠缠着自己的折磨和盘踞着内心的恐惧，可能会彻底破灭。

       Yes, she was emotional. She felt so strongly that when faced with the idea that no, in fact, nothing had a purpose… she began to suffer.

       对，她其实很情绪化。以至于她在面对毫无根据的想法的时候会有如此强烈的感情，事实上，并没有什么东西是有意义的……她开始感到很痛苦。

       The cruelest fate is to have hope and see it crushed before your eyes. And so the girl sat on her knees in a malformed circle of death, looking at a world coming to its end. This was the first time she had felt the emotion of sadness, and it was quickly turning into despair. The world of Arcaea was a pointless world. It was the manifestation of worlds gone. It had no substance, only the reflections of such. Even the glowing and joyful memories she had sometimes encountered on her way were still only memories of the past. Like night comes after day, they had to have led into the end she now saw spinning slowly in the air before her. Her eyes welled with tears.

       所谓最残酷的命运，就是希望近在你的眼前，你却只能眼睁睁地看着它被压碎。所以这个女孩，无力地屈膝跪坐在一个畸形的死亡怪圈当中，眼睁睁地看着那个世界走向终结。这是她第一次感受到名为“悲伤”的情绪，然后这种情绪很快就变成了绝望。这个名为“Arcaea”的世界其实就是一个毫无意义的世界。这只是一种“世界消失”的现象的表现。它不需要用什么实质性的内容去表达，只需要反映出这样的事实就行。即使之前她在路上有时会遇到的那些闪闪发光的、令人高兴的记忆，也不过是过去的记忆罢了。就像黑夜是紧跟着白天而来，它们会互相引领着走到最后。她现在看着这片缓慢着旋转着的天空，她的眼睛已经涌出了泪水。

       She had felt so much since waking up.

       从醒来的那一刻开始，她就感受到了很多东西。

        She’d felt joy. Joy left her.

       她感受到了快乐，但快乐离开了她。

       She’d felt fear. Fear left her.

       她感受到了恐惧，但恐惧离开了她。

       Anger left her.

       愤怒离开了她。

       Hope left her.

       希望离开了她。

       Even sadness and despair now left her.

       现在，即使是悲伤和绝望，也已经离她而去。

       Her eyes went dark and she could feel resonance with the glass. The shell of memories around her began to crack and split open. She emerged from it and stood in the blinding light, and couldn’t feel anything at all.

       她感觉自己眼前变得一片黑暗，她还可以感觉到，自己与玻璃碎片发生了共鸣。她身边的记忆都开始破裂并分散开来。她从那片玻璃碎片中走出来，站在令人炫目的光芒之下，但她什么都感觉不到。

FUTURE

       Like an ocean stained with oil, the memories of a cursed labyrinth and the memories she had brought with her all fell and muddled into the soothing glass around her. Most of them churned into a gray mass, some would suddenly jut up from the ground like spikes. She went still, and slowly looked over every shard, just…counting them. Even when memories came shooting up sharply near her eyes, she continued to count.

       就像海洋会被油所沾污一样，无论是那个被诅咒的迷宫的记忆也好，还是她所持有的记忆也好，全都落下并在她周围的那片令人宽慰的玻璃地板上混在了一起。这些记忆有些搅在一起成了灰色的泥块，有些突然从地面像尖刺一样突了起来。她安静地，慢慢地看着每一块玻璃碎片，只是……在数着它们。即使她看到那些记忆的数量急剧地增长起来，她仍然在继续数着。

       Eventually she lifted a finger, beckoning some of the shards towards her. And,  with a simple thought, the fragments came together in the shape of a fragile butterfly. She commanded it into the sky, to reflect the world of white, and when it came down again to tell her what it had seen, with a simple thought she slowly tore off each of its wings, and let it fall into nothing. Then, she walked forward from the corrupted sea, willing each pillar of lost time that entered her path to explore and shatter.

       最后，她举起了一根手指，向她周围的一些碎片勾勾手指。然后，她有了一个简单的想法，这些碎片聚集成了易碎的蝴蝶的样子。她指挥着这些碎片向天空飞去，去反射这个白色的世界，在它们飞了回来，告诉她它们看见了什么之后，她凭借着这个简单的想法将那些蝴蝶的翅膀慢慢地撕了下来，然后让它们落下，回归虚无。然后，她从这片腐败的大海向前走去，心甘情愿地沿着迷失的时间的支柱进入她想要走的道路去探索，然后破坏。

        …

       ……

       Time passed. She changed.

       时光飞逝，她自己也改变了。

       She no longer sought to collect memories. She walked through the world mostly absently. She discovered things about it and about herself, but she had no ambitions.

       她已经不再去寻找和收集什么记忆了。她几乎是心不在焉地走遍了这个世界。她找到了关于这个世界和她自身的事情，但她已然是没有什么野心了。

       Now she walked beside an old and crumbing building, twirling a parasol she had found in the ruins some day. Silently, a creature formed of glass reflecting bitter days glided down toward her from the sky. It resembled a glistening and jagged crow, and it was something she considered no more than a tool. After that day at the now-fallen tower, she’d become more in-tune with the chaotic Arcaea and was able call upon things like this. In its own way, it whispered to her of places beyond her reach in the blinding white world. Glaring at it, she had it burst and fall apart, and she moved on.

       现在，她走到了一座古老而又破碎的建筑旁边，她在某一天从一片废墟中发现的一把遮阳伞，就在她的手中转动着。无声无息地，有一只反映着苦难日子的由玻璃形成的一种生物从天空中向她飞来。它闪闪发光，就像一只锯齿状的乌鸦，但对她而言，这不过只是一种工具。在从高空坠落那天之后，她越来越习惯在这个无秩序的Arcaea世界中指挥着这些碎片。这只乌鸦以它自己的方式向她低语着她在这个令人盲目的白色世界中无法触手可及的地方的情况。她不禁瞪视着它，她感觉自己的情绪就要爆发和崩溃，但她还是继续前进。

       These crows of hers sickened her with news. The world was empty, that’s all they said. That she knew. She’d never find anyone else here.

       这些令她感到恶心的乌鸦向她传递了一些事情。这个世界什么都没有，它们都是这么说的。这个她是知道的。因为她从来没有在这里找到过任何人。

       She wanted to. She need to. But, it was not because she hoped to have someone to share her fate with.

       她渴望着，她需要着，但，不是因为她希望会有谁能与她分享自己的命运。

       She needed to let this frustration out on something alive. She needed someone to hurt.

       她需要的，是她经历过的那些挫折能够降临在某个还活着的生物身上。她需要的，是有谁能够因此遭受到创伤。

        至此，正文结束。

        希望这篇文章能让各位对于Arcaea的故事有更深的了解，也欢迎各位讨论剧情，谢谢。