I have finally found you—the chosen summoner of the highest echelon! I was hoping you'd indulge a humble request... Please, allow me to borrow your divine weapon, Breidablik! If even for just the briefest of moments, I— Hh? You'll let me borrow it?! F-for real?! Ahem, I mean... Many thanks, friend! Ah, so this is the divine weapon that you and you alone may wield. However, as a fellow chosen one and the holder of radiance, wielding it should pose no challenge! Here goes! Divine weapon Breidablik...answer my call to summon! Hyaaah! Hyaaah, I said! Hyah! Um... Hyuh?! Gyaah! Hmph! The trigger refuses to budge! What could be amiss?! I must turn to my last resort... I have no choice but to release the seal on my Royal Bloodmark of the Exalt. Hng... Hyaaah! The strength of dusk overflows into swirling pools of inky...Inky dusk! It manifests as...a miracle! ... ... ... Aw, come on... Nothing? Seriously? It would seem that the stars are not aligned in my favor. Well, I guess you can have this back now. However, as the chosen heroine, I shall not give up! Next time, my radiance will shine its brightest, and the Breidablik will bend to my will!
I cannot comprehend this, and I refuse to accept it! You may be capable of summoning Heroes... But you cannot be this worlds chosen one! I, Ophelia Dusk, am alone worthy of that title! Now that I think about it, there seem to be a few too many "chosen ones" around here... Youu can't swing a legendary spell book without hitting royalty or some warrior. Don't you agree it seems just a little out of hand? We can't all be mythical warriors from a far-flung realm! No matter where I look, another spectacular aura shines with a sparkle that blinds even in the daylight. Not only that, there are countless millennia-old dragons...AND their legendary dragon princess! With so many chosen warriors about, I can't help but feel lost in the fog. And not to mention you yourself, the most special of us all! You're the one who summons everyone after all! So how am I supposed to file like Ophelia Dusk, the chosen one, and not just a nameless soldier? I'm just another tool in your toolbox, just another mindless weapon you'll point at your enemy to— Huh? You expect me to believe out great summoner isn't all that special? You just pull the trigger, and then we Heroes combine our strength to do the heavy lifting? Hm... Even so, the chosen one, this maiden of darkness Ophelia Dusk, must stand out from the crowd! I need a special power, like a dazzling light that will leave friend and foe alike stupefied and amazed. I must be a shining star, just like my father!
Whatever is the matter? The way you peer so blankly into the sky, you look like quite the forlorn summoner. Or perhaps you too are channeling the power of the painted heavens? Hm? Why, yes, there are are many in the sky... Too many to count. And, yes, I suppose you're right. I cannot imagine any two are alike. Each star is surely completely unique. Hm... An intriguing notion... What you mean to say is that we Heroes are just like the stars above. We each shine with our own light regardless of our station or past. Here in this moment, each of us shimmer. When I think of it that way, perhaps it is possible that we are all chosen ones... When I think of it that way, perhaps it is possible that we are all chosen ones... Each of us followed the star's light and came to this place through you. And it was no simple coincidence... We have been chosen by fate, and now we must do what must be done. We're all in this together... Anyway, that's what you were trying to say, right? Yeah, I'm pretty good at extrapolating! I think I finally understand. My role in this world, how I must preserve, how brightly I must shine! Heh. You're right, dark energy almost overflowed. You did well in helping me suppress it. Please accept my words of gratitude, Summoner! You have given me what I need to reassess my own purpose.
The fog of uncertainty has cleared, and I see the true path forward! Each Hero shines with their own light each one as unique and bright as the next. Much like the stars in the sky, a single shimmering light is not enough to illuminate the darkness. Bu when we Heroes gather, our light becomes one, and even the darkest of nights can be as bright as day! Those of us gathered here will shine a light of peace upon this fair land. Each one of us summoned is a chosen Hero of the darkness! Huh? No? Not the darkness? But it sounds so much cooler! Oh, all right, just let me finish my monologue. Ahem. Anyway. There is no reason for me to worry about who among us is..."more chosen" than who. Nor is it any use fretting over the sheer amount of us who have been chosen. Each of our lights is essential to bring about peace. We cannot afford for a single one to be snuffed out. Furthermore, a single light is not sufficient to protect everyone, but each one has its own special purpose. Even my own light, as dimly as it may shine all by its lonesome, serves a purpose. Something only I can do! Long ago, my father passed some words of wisdom on to me... He said that even if I one day learn that I am not not the chosen one...I can still support the chosen one. And then it will be my duty to ensure they shine even brighter than they would on their own! And so, I shall offer the power of dusk in support of your goal to bring lasting peace to this world. I shall expel all calamity that threatens to befall you! Hrk! The moment I awakened to my true fate...the dusk within me began to stir! It's stronger than ever... Now, let us shine together! As the chosen one chosen by the chosen one, it is my duty to see that you fulfill your duty!