A human's artwork. Exhibited in the late 20th century for 29 years. Completed in summer, on the 28th of February. Initial exhibition location unknown, later... [Read more]
A human's artwork. Exhibited in the late 20th century for 29 years. Completed in summer, on the 28th of February. Initial exhibition location unknown, later moved to Ushuaia, Argentina, and is now sealed within the St. Pavlov Foundation.
- I see the disarray and disintegration of reality, the manifestation of fate, the brilliance of transcendentality, the ethereal images, and I see ... you.
(First Encounter Voiceline)
- Do you hear it? The rhythmic beat of the rain on the leaves in the garden—gentle yet powerful. Many feel happiness simply by hearing this melody, or ... no, perhaps this is the language of a divine being ...
(Suitcase Climate Voiceline)
- Perhaps I should devise a new language—one with no abstractions, one that can precisely describe every leaf, every strand of hair, every fleeting feeling. With such a language, I may finally be able to complete my long verse!
(To the Future Voiceline)
- Everything is futile, yes, but at least this exhausting suffering won't last forever.
(Idle Voiceline)
- One lives, while the other dies. One preaches peace and tolerance, while the other commits unforgivable crimes.
(Greetings Voiceline)
- The fresh air and morning rays are a gift from fate, allowing us all to escape the veil of darkness.
(Morning Voiceline)
- Only when the sun kisses the horizon do I dare to gaze at the solar sovereign, burning in its most primal and pristine form. Under its radiance, everything thrives and transforms.
(Bond: Morning Voiceline)
- Careful, the night stimulates the madness lingering in our minds. It's best you don't rush into things—you have a long night ahead.
(Night Voiceline)
- It's often on a tranquil night like this that the seed of conflict and chaos quietly sprouts. Yes, every seemingly trivial mystery will eventually turn into a harrowing nightmare.
(Bond: Night Voiceline)
- There's no need to pry; you'll find no existence beneath my mask.
(Hat and Hair Voiceline)
- Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, no one left behind— this is how we make our way to the ideal age.
(Sleeves and Hands Voiceline)
- One cannot be silver-tongued and idle in action. We must push beyond boundaries with the power of truth! There is no true self hidden beneath our outer visage. No, there is nothing 'true' about what is simply shaped by society.
(Clothing and Torso Voiceline)
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