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| Goddess’s Manuscript (I) |
| Goddess’s Manuscript (II) |
| Goddess’s Manuscript (III) |
Goddess's Manuscript (I)
 | Name | Goddess's Manuscript (I) |
| Type (Ingame) | Quest Item | |
| Family | Non-Codex Series, loc_fam_book_family_6969331 | |
| Rarity |  | |
| Description | A story written by the creator of this world. This is the blueprint that birthed Simulanka, a history that brooks no doubt. |
| ... Brave Francois mounted the haystack,\npicked up a fork and planted it tines-down atop the mountain\nof grass. Behind him was a large, bright moon. He shouted out the names of everyone\nin the village. The Village Chief was first to be named, and so frightened\nwas he that he wished\nto climb up the haystack And stop up Francois's mouth. "Are you crazy!? You're yelling so loudly the dragon might show up!" "You good-for-nothing!\nHave you not seen how the windmill everyone built has been destroyed\nby the dragon!? And here you are,\nworrying if it'll return!?" Francois really would have loved to kick him off\nthe haystack, but held back given that the Chief, too,\nwas worried for the villagers' safety. Francois saw that nigh all\nthe villagers had arrived, and so he cleared his throat.\n"Dear neighbors and kin, think you still that we must endure this?" "No, of course not, but we cannot do anything about the dragon,"\nsaid the grocer. "Who says so? Did I not leap onto its neck from the windmill blades,\nstepping on it twice, and did it not fall down and flee?" Perhaps everyone worked so hard\nto build the mill that was destroyed, everyone's emotions\nbeca█e █nflamed. Lift█n██their fists, they decided\nto tak███n the dragon! But Francois lifted his own hands,\nand calmed the crowd: "Let us go home for today, everyone.\nEveryone's present lack of self-preservation is not bravery,\nbut rather wrath. If we yet desire to face danger after\ncalming ourselves, only then may we truthfully call our sentiment 'valor.'" So everyone went home.\nThe next day, there were still many youngsters who wished to follow\nFrancois to take on the wicked dragon. ..... Who would have known that the valiant\npossess the protection of the goddess's Radiant Charter? Encountering true "valor," The dragon could neither spout fire\nnor slash with claws, and was forced to allow the other party\nto call pauses and switch personnel. And so, after several days\nand nights of fierce fighting, the wicked dragon could no longer bear it,\nand chose to surrender. ... A.A. |
Goddess's Manuscript (II)
 | Name | Goddess's Manuscript (II) |
| Type (Ingame) | Quest Item | |
| Family | loc_fam_book_family_6969331, Non-Codex Series | |
| Rarity | | |
| Description | A handwritten manuscript penned by a fairytale writer. For some reason, there is a hole in the paper that resembles... |
| ... Wise Antonio, in the basement\nof the crumbling house, began reading the ancient book\nhe had found. His oil lamp shook from time to time\nas the swaying structure above-ground collapsed. The village was to be symbolically razed\nby the dragon, and he had been chosen by the dragon,\nfor he had not returned home. But Antonio did not care.\nHe only wished to study the book the old lady had given him\non the bridge he passed today. This book was titled the\n"Radiant█C█arter," and within was re█or██d all the rules that\nevery bei███in Simulanka must follow. It was written in the language\nof world's creation at the very start, and if Antonio was not possessed of\nextraordinary wisdom, and deciphered this primordial text, there would have been\nno study to be had. This book recorded no solutions\nas to resolving the difficulty that Constellation Satellite\npresently faced, nor did it contain\nany hexes that could aid Antonio in repairing his own home.\nBut he knew that wisdom was the mightiest thing\nin the world. The morning light shone through\nthe ruins of his home, and the neighboring blacksmith and chubby chief took\ngreat pains to get rid of the house's wreckage, which blocked the basement hatch. With dark circles about his eyes,\nAntonio said to the chubby chief: "I shall defeat the dragon.\nI will return soon." "Are you sure you're alright?\nYou don't look like you got any sleep." "Just smoke from the oil lamp.\nDon't worry about it." ... The dragon sat atop a mountain\nof treasures, gazing down at insignificant little Antonio walking\ncloser. Flames gathered in its throat, preparing to burn\nthe area one centimeter before him, all the better to scare this puny,\nfoolish creature away. "Halt! I'm a qualified 2nd-class Meister! The 'Radiant Charter' states that\nshould I refuse a duel, you cannot use force." This restriction did indeed exist,\nand so the wicked dragon swallowed its flames whole — ah, how it\ndreaded going to the toilet tomorrow. Antonio, for his part, had not expected\nthat the 2nd-class rust-clearing Meister qualification exam he\nhad taken on a lark would come in useful. "And since I am a 2nd-class\nMeister, I propose a duel of riddles. You cannot refuse!" Now, Simulanka had just such a law, mainly for the benefit of sphinxes, old sages, and princesses who wished to make life hard for\nothers. The evil dragon had not expected this rule to catch up with it. "I shall ask the first question:\nMy house sold for 8,000 Mora yesterday But I thought there was room\nto raise the price, so I bought it back for 9,000,\nplanning to sell it for 10,000. How much Mora did I lose in the end?" The dragon laughed in contempt.\n"What's so hard about that? You could have waited until\nit hit 10,000 to make your move, But you sold for 8,\nand bought for 9, so you lost 1,000 Mora, that you\ncould have earned instead!" "Wrong. You burned my house\ndown yesterday, and I couldn't sell it in time, so I've lost far more." "S—Sorry. I mean,\nI do have to burn a house, and you happened not to be home,\nso I might as well hit one that doesn't result in any loss of life." "Now that you've lost this\ncontest, I have the right to loot of the same value\nas your life, minus 1 Mora. And considering that\nyou've burned my house, I can seek damages. Let's assume that\nmy house is worth just 1 Mora... Well, then, wicked dragon,\nyou know what to do with yourself." "P—Please spare me. I'll give you anything!" "Your words, not mine," Antonio said as he pulled out a contract\nhe had written long ago. ... Thus did Antonio use his\nwisdom to take all the evil dragon's treasures.\nThe dragon, devastated, would never again return to attack\nConstellation Satellite,\nwhere Antonio lived. Many years later, a child asked Antonio: "You sold your place for 8,000\nand spent 9,000 buying it back, so it looks like you actually\ndid lose 1,000 Mora?" A.A. |
Goddess's Manuscript (III)
 | Name | Goddess's Manuscript (III) |
| Type (Ingame) | Quest Item | |
| Family | loc_fam_book_family_6969331, Non-Codex Series | |
| Rarity | | |
| Description | A mere fairytale, penned by most mundane hands. If you look closely, the holes in the paper were made by a cat's paw... |
| ... Galileo and Alberto did many good deeds again today. Though it was most tiring\nto help the old lady on the bridge move her barrels of hard apple cider,\nthey each got a small barrel as their reward. The moonlight was unobstructed\nand beautiful, and the two good friends climbed up the high wall that had\nbeen built to stave the evil dragon off. Alberto lost the rock-paper-scissors match,\nso he had to hold the barrel of cider under the crook of his arm\nas they climbed the ladder. "Look, this is the big house\nthat our chubby chief was so proud of! Doesn't look so big from here, huh?"\nsaid Alberto as he looked at the house. "You're wrong. That's my home,"\nsaid Galileo. "The chief's house is that one." Alberto's night vision was not all\nthat good, and moonlight could never compare to daylight.\nIf one were to close one's eyes,\nthe light could not be seen at all. He tried a little harder, but\ncould discern nothing more. "But it's also really small,"\nGalileo continued, "so there's nothing wrong with your statement." Galileo and Alberto were both\nrather perceptive people. Galileo's reply covered\nfor Alberto's discomfort regarding his poor vision,\nwhile Alberto also lost the rock-paper-scissors match on purpose,\nso that he could carry\nthe cider barrel, because the gears under Galileo's ribs\nwere injured. "Here's to you."\nThe two friends raised a toast once Alberto stuffed a cork\nback into the barrel. The next day, the two\ngathered everyone in the village plaza. First, they apologized for the collapse\nof the anti-dragon wall, and told all the people that they were preparing\nto have a talk with the evil dragon. "I know it was a lot of work for\neveryone to fix that wall, but we're not that fussed about it anyway,"\nthe chubby chief said, "but are you sure you're not bragging when you say\nyou knocked it down yourselves?" Of course, that was not the chief's point.\nHe too was a good person. He continued, "Also,\nit's too dangerous to seek the dragon out." "Don't worry about us." And so, the two best friends\nin the whole world departed. The evil dragon trembled\nbefore Alberto and Galileo. For some reason, the old lady's liquor\ncould make people grow very, very large.\nThat was how they accidentally squashed the high walls the previous night. As they gazed down at the ground far below,\nthey more or less understood how the dragon thought.\nNo wonder it could accidentally destroy the village at its feet. So\nas long as they could\nget the dragon to notice people, they could surely\ncome to an understanding. The two friends thus drank\nall the remaining magic cider, becoming even larger than the dragon\nby a good margin. Reeking of alcohol, they sandwiched\nthe dragon between them, and drunkenly tried reas█ni█g with it.\nThe drag█n ██riveled up in terror, all of its m███sty and fell aura\nforever gone, indeed,\nit even looked kind of pitiful. Alberto attempted to pick dirt\noff the scales on the dragon's back, but wound up picking off an entire scale.\nThe dragon sought to flee, But Galileo, fearing that the crisis might\npersist for ten thousand years more\nif the misunderstanding was not cleared up, tugged its tail and dragged it right back. "To be honest, we've always lived\nunder your feet, but we are far too small, so you may not have ever\nseen us. Now, we've transformed and become *burp* big." Galileo said, "So now, surely, you must know\nthat we dwell at your feet." The dragon nodded repeatedly. And thus did the two and the dragon\nchat all night, and believing\nthe goal of mutual understanding achieved, the two set off\nalong the road home. A.A. |
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