Cultist Simulator 奖杯列表白1 铜83 总84 PS4 |
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Cultist Simulator 白1 铜70 总71 |
I dedicated myself to finding all the answers. | ||
My body died. Perhaps my spirit entered the Mansus. | ||
Despair, the wolf that devours thought, devoured me. | ||
#4 Under An Appreciable Mental Strain I no longer have any idea what is real, and what is not. |
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I honoured my agreement, but I did not have a friend. | ||
My trial was contentious. But thanks to the Inspector, here I am. | ||
I wrestled the Forge to victory. I will not grow old. | ||
I gorged on the fruits of the sticky Grail. I will not grow old. | ||
I walked behind the Watchman. I will not grow old. | ||
I worked. I slaved. I lived a sort of life. | ||
I will be honoured by my peers. And then, one day, I'll die. | ||
I dedicated myself to the Hours of struggle and conquest. | ||
I dedicated myself to the fire that changes and remakes. | ||
I dedicated myself to the mysteries of birth, blood and appetite. | ||
I dedicated myself to the drumbeat which can never end. | ||
I dedicated myself to the Hours which open doors. |
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I dedicated myself to the understanding of the Light that leaks from a fiercer place. | ||
I dedicated myself to chaos, and the unexpected Hours. |
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I dedicated myself to the study of the five Histories, and their thousand demi-real branches. | ||
I dedicated myself to the silence that comes and the cold that ends. | ||
I conjured a creature from beyond the skin of the world. | ||
#22 In the Midst of my Life, in a Dark Wood The Wood grows around the walls of the Mansus. As any student of Histories knows, the Mansus has no walls. |
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Speech may not pass the White Door, but I may. | ||
#24 What Has It Got In Its Pocketses? I have answered the riddle of the Stag Door, and am counted among the Know. |
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I have made the necessary sacrifice to enter the Mansus through the Spider Door. | ||
It has pleased the Peacock Door to yield to my entry. | ||
The Sun has his course, and so do I. |
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I sharpened a believer to their deadliest Edge. | ||
I shaped a mighty believer from the fires of the Forge. | ||
I pledged a believer to the Feast of the Grail. | ||
I drew a believer to the endless Dance of the Heart. | ||
I forged a believer into a true instrument of Knock. | ||
I cast a believer onto the Lantern's path. | ||
I led a believer to the Wood of the Moth. | ||
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I have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall I cease. | ||
I have become something winged, dark and undying; something that no longer exists. | ||
Our flesh may tire. We may grow old. But I will not regret. | ||
She wants very much to be found. | ||
We find, we think, a way. |
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I may give him his reward. |
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We seem a suited pair. | ||
We are happy, I think. | ||
I would not say it ended badly. |
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I am drunk with her. | ||
One by one we douse the flames. | ||
Now we are scholars of the heart. | ||
I am well repaid. | ||
He thanks me afterwards. | ||
She ensures I have sweet dreams. | ||
It is hard to tell, with him, whether to laugh or cry. | ||
Our home is littered with his notes. | ||
That is enough. | ||
Our house is home to fluttering things. | ||
Life is not easy with her. | ||
Our heartbeats quicken together. | ||
We dream the same pink dreams. | ||
He is the melody of love, and I hear him now. | ||
#59 Hairless and Semi-Perishable We wrestled the Forge to victory. We will not grow old. |
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#60 Smooth Without, Dead Within We gorged on the fruits of the sticky Grail. We will not grow old. |
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We walked behind the Watchman. We will not grow old. | ||
We have joined the storm-chorus of the Thunderskin. Never shall we cease. |
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We have become something winged, dark and undying; something that no longer exists. | ||
The Meniscate favoured me. | ||
The Meniscate favoured us. | ||
I am a successful trophy. | ||
I was consumed, but another I rose higher | ||
I was devoured, but another I rose higher | ||
I was lost to another I's glory | ||
In the Fifth History alone, I will rise like a wave and hood myself to mark what I have become. | ||
This is when I would have died, but my wounds were doors. |
Additional Trophies 铜13 总13 |
I carry the colours of lost Hours with me like a coal of rosy fire. | ||
#73 All The Infections That The Sun Sucks Up I have taken the seeds of the Crowned Growth into me. |
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#74 The Other Side of the World I couldn't risk them picking up the trail again. |
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NO RECKONERS, NO EXCEPTIONS. | ||
I've been poor, I've been rich, and I've learnt that I'd rather be rich. | ||
I have one very specific recommendation for the contract...' | ||
Somehow I can't stop thinking about it... | ||
There's a lot of the world, and it's not all mapped yet. | ||
#80 Call It A Christmas Present I don't think it really qualifies as a cadaver, so much as a souvenir. |
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The Corrivality is the world's engine. | ||
The opposite of battle is death. | ||
The Wolf and all the wandering flames will feast. | ||
Any student of Histories knows: as within, so without. One way or another. |