Caerula Recorder: Photocopy Exhibition

Mizuki & Caerula Arbor: Caerula Recorder
Tome of All-Memory	Shell's Echoes	Photocopy Exhibition	Time-Carved Steleforest

A list of Photocopy Exhibition content of Mizuki & Caerula Arbor's Caerula Recorder.

End of the Beginning

Rise, higher, until the branches catch the stars, until the roots dig into the heavens.

Caerula Arbor

The sea is the soil that nurtures great trees from the seeds that fall within.

End of the World

The land has come to an abrupt end. Beyond it lies the sea's domain.

Warm Fire

The wood crackles in the fireplace as the warm light drives away the damp darkness. For the time being, danger is far away. Hopefully the tranquility here will follow us far.

The Call

To the ears of a human, it is a song that describes a desire to survive. But the Sea Terror is only calling for its kin to come devour it, so that it may make one last contribution to we many.

Surrender

For the people of the sea, the word "Ægir" represents both a race and a nation. However, for many Ægir, the "nation" aspect of this word has practically ceased to be.

Unknown Device

You know how this terminal works? Well, that makes things interesting...

Lasting Will

For an Inquisitor, neither death nor despair mark the end of one's faith.

Eve of Glory

This Inquisitor hides her identity, but you can tell – she is glad to see you one last time. As an Inquisitor, as an Iberian, as an Operator.

The End of Civilization

Without humanity to carry it, civilization will naturally step into its own grave and be put to rest.

Shared Senses

Even with a Seaborn body, you can still only think and act through the mind of a human. As such, you are still human, and not one of we many.

Dissolution or Restoration

We Many only seek to restructure the land, but that results in humanity losing their habitat. Thus, we succumb to fear, and long remain unable to extricate ourselves from it.

Pried Open

This is how humans survive, and one of the few ways they can vent their desire to exact revenge.

Aspiration

A possibility, a type of practice for future conjecture. Only through survival will there be a chance to bring it to fruition.

Eikon

Toppled, broken, stained. Yet as long as it still exists, the Iberians will not give up hope. This is the role of an idol – through it, they gather together their faith and their strength, illuminating the entire coast.

To Be a Believer

Faith can transform, but it can also alienate. It all depends on what the faithful believe.

The King's Museum

Iberia's ancestors were once forgotten, and will be forgotten again. The truth about them will become even more fragmented. And when the Iberians have no way to tell where they came from, will they still be able to call themselves "Iberian"?

Vexatious Boss

Duck Lord has always had a unique charm, one that makes you want to give him a good beating. But as soon as he opens his mouth, you are no longer able to resist. Your mind is filled with nothing but how to give him a proper ass-whooping.

Dutiful Bodyguard

Give the Boss's enemies a good punch to the face. No need to ask questions, no need to worry about answers. That's how Gopnik does things.

Lord of Beasts and Retainers

This description might not be entirely accurate, but if we were to sum up their relationship in more worldly terms, they would be an employer and his employees.

Everyday Technology

Both the material and spiritual abundance of Ægir society are far beyond the ken of Terra's inhabitants.

A Gift Too Late

The thought is what matters.

One Man's Trash

People assign value to things, and the times define what value is. The worthless items in your bag may be treasures in the hands of others.

Hopeless Vigil

It is ironic indeed that the greatest obstacle to the tide watchers' anticipated return to the ocean comes from the ocean itself.

The Knight's True Face

His biological form has long been warped, and what now fills his steel husk are madness and stubbornness. Even when his mask is removed, it is not a human countenance that is revealed.

Last Stand

For the rational, there is no way of defeating the ocean; for the sentimental, the waves that devour the sky are enough to snuff out one's soul. For the knight, the means and the end are equally meaningless – as long as the ocean exists, he will slay it.

The Storm Has Come

The conspiracy has been cast, and those who've been lost cannot be brought back. But even in this apocalyptic backdrop of thunder and lightning, there are still things you can do. Your choice will determine Terra's fate.

Caerula Laboratory

The wellspring of Seaborn progeny; the heart of the Leviathan; the hope of changing the future.

Arrival

Prior remorse, harbored regrets, or lingering anger. The curtains have fallen on their struggle, and there is no need to disturb them. Their resting place has been set up, so let them slumber in peace.

Lost Stele

Not just a device decorating the landscape. Not just a calculator. Not just a simulacrum of the future.

Medic's Perseverance

Though he saves human lives, he is more eager to revive civilization.

Guard's Principles

He only wishes to protect a modicum of peace, not allowing any danger to arise.

Irresistible Allure

Had you not been so preoccupied with peeking at the secrets inside the chest instead of keeping your eyes on the Sarkaz dancer, you might not have had to fight each other.

Cowardly Follower

The crying thief has an uncle who is a detective. In order to become as brave as his uncle, he began to head out to find things to do.

Homecoming

In your memories, the door leading home should be just around this corner. But when you actually make the turn, you discover that behind you is a long, narrow corridor, and at the end of the road, there is another familiar-looking corner.

Life's Myriad Forms

For the Seaborn, adapting to their future environment is more important than inheriting their ancestor's genes. When the entire population evolves with this goal, the ambiguity of their species will be continuously magnified within a single segment, until the evolutionary singularity is reached, ushering in the perfect lifeform.

Dimmed Lighthouse

Though a light shining in the darkness can provide a direction for people to move forward, it also draws the attention of beasts lurking in the shadows. All paths illuminated by light will become their hunting grounds.

Waterlogged Tavern

There will always be venues like these wherever people gather. Some swallow their nerve-numbing drinks to pass the time, while others use the hustle and bustle as cover for gathering or exchanging information.

Life Continues On

Though the owner of the distillery is in prison, business is better than ever. How strange.

Hunters' Legacy

A weapon is an extension of a Hunter's body, a constituent element of their life and duty, as well as proof of their existence.

Lone Promontory

The ocean's waves grind solid stone down to grains of sand, a fact to which the land remains indifferent.

Catastrophe Manifest

Watching the Catastrophe tear the Sea Terrors apart, you inadvertently consider the possibility of Originium conquering the Seaborn. But by that time, will humanity really be able to survive?

One Man's Duty

For the sake of his country's fate, he chose to seek immortality. Thus, he will die along with the name Iberia.

Daybreak

When each and every person is willing to sacrifice themselves for a brighter future, the darkness ahead becomes less terrifying. After all, selflessness and unity are humanity's strengths.

Treasure Trove

Years later, when newborn Iberian children ask to hear fairy tales from their parents, the adults will tell them a story that shines bright as gold.

Deployment

Logistics is a vital part of any military operation, and requires the input of manpower. Commanders must think a few steps ahead before issuing orders.

Seaside Safe House

One of the safe houses Rhodes Island set up all over Iberia. Though crude, it still has all the bare necessities to ensure that their Operators can take emergency shelter and replenish their supplies.

Encrypted Comms: Tulip

The contents of the communications between you and Tulip amount to nothing more than various commissions. You may see it as business, but for her, it's a matter of life and death.

"Creeping Branch"

Devour the magma, feed we many, bury the roots into the core of Terra. Instinct continues to drive it to complete the task its mother assigned it, even if its thoughts have long perished.

Bloodline

The Firstborn is just the starting point of evolution. The thousands of bloodlines that emerge from it will become great trees.

Fireside Party

Alright, it's a bit too small in scope to be a party, but chatting over some grub while not having too bad of an outlook towards the future is already pretty good.