In the Memory Zone secluded from the world, candlelight reflects the past, silently extinguishing in the mist.
Evernight, child of Remembrance emerging from those shadows, the Chrysos Heir who conceals the Coreflame of “Time,” raises the waves of “Oblivion” to protect the wishes of those in the mirror.
“Don't worry, I will guard the path of Trailblaze for you… at any cost. ♭”

“Dear March 7th,

Meeting you is like seeing the first light of dawn, filling me with anticipation.
Perhaps I was too eager, appearing before you like this, but thankfully the pheromones made you dismiss it as just an illusion.

The last time we were this close was when you tried to explore the past. Compared to then, you seem to have grown a bit more. You and your companions—the Trailblazer, Dan Heng, Himeko, Welt, and that knightly friend—fought together as one… Even I had to put in a bit of effort against such a formidable opponent. ♭

Memory is such a wondrous thing… Before you knew it, your journey had already come this far.

I still remember countless greedy eyes glinting behind the starlit trails, peering at this body, coveting this secret.
Even though I could tear through the hunters' web, the prismatic light of the Garden always chased behind me… Any rain or tears would evaporate into a vacuum against that luminescence.

But where can I escape from 'the past'… escape from 'myself'?
Is it in those emotionless specimens, in the elusive Beauty?
Is it in The Hunt that forever prowls, yet never finds its way home?
Or in Destruction, where blood and tears intertwine, despised by all?
…

Until a blinding beam of light shot in from afar, making my vision nearly white with overexposure.
But that moment truly inspired me.
You need a blank 'starting point'. So I closed my eyes.

Now I can finally tell you. It was the light from the Express. Like a shooting star.

Yours truly,
'Evernight' ♭”

— A voice deep within

“Dear March 7th,

March, the curtain has fallen on the evernight. Rest easy now.

I will track the paths of those you care about. When you wake up one day, you'll know which ones were worth remembering, and which ones should fade into oblivion.

The shattered girl of a thousand forms could only safely take the journey with your help.
Even so, a similar destiny awaited them: They proclaimed the prophecy of the Flame-Chase to the world, yet most of them withered away in the strife of blood and fire.
…
The Gladius with its beautiful song, together with the flamecrowned Imperator, raised the curtain on the god-slaying act.
Yet those victory celebrations and mutual salvations dispersed like bubbles dancing in the air under the trampling of the gods.
…
If all these years were compiled into a journal of the Flame-Chase Journey, it would surely be adorned with futile words and withered flowers.

But I believe that if you saw it too, you would also bet your life to keep Trailblazing forever for your companions, encountering the unknown frontier countless times.
Just like when you called out to me for help back then, right?

I will use the power of the Remembrance to pacify those sorrowful years.
I will also protect your companions who have yet to arrive, shielding them from the harm of the Memosnatchers.

You've always held unwavering trust in your heart. You trust that your companions would join forces with heroes to rewrite this futile and sorrowful ending.
You trust that the Trailblaze would bring change to every world they've set foot in.

Good night, March.
When you wake up, I hope to give you… a 'future' painted with a beautiful ending. ♭

Yours truly,
'Evernight' ♭”

—A voice deep within