The Ark does not have the resources to maintain unnecessary, extended communications. But there will be no restrictions on transmissions between the two of us. Keep the channel open.

With the Originium held back by the curtains Rhodes Island has drawn, mankind was able to build the Ark and drag out its feeble existence. Yet the pressures of survival cannot suppress greed and desire. Every faction's leader yearns to become the administrator who holds all the keys. I understand that you pity them for their predicament, but you must decide based on your own judgment.

Inactive Originium solidified and accumulated, while redundant information piled atop itself in layers, giving us a new home. Only because you were there by our side could we delay the awakening of the arrogant master of all creation. All those who survived rely on your aid. They are all very appreciative, and so am I.

The people of today may still remember what trees looked like. That is why they can point to Originium clusters and call them an Originium Forest. But when we can no longer conceive of trees and woods, the word 'forest' will forever disappear from our languages. If things continue that way, 'these lands' will cease to exist as well.

Originium soared through the skies and seized the twin moons, its clusters dispersing into the universe like spores, contacting and assimilating both the living and the dead— This is what is currently happening outside of Terra. Originium is swallowing everything into its body and incubating an all-encompassing chaos. But Terra can still be saved, and only because you remain by our side.

Under the curtain weaver, symptoms of Oripathy have faded into history, yet mankind continues to voice its dissatisfaction. The old order did collapse, but the minds of man remain narrow. Amiya must still go hither and thither to unite them. While she is now an excellent leader, you are still the only one she can rely on.

We can no longer draw meaningful lessons from past experiences. The answers to our questions come not from our collective pool of knowledge, but from innovation and imagination. As you are more proficient than I in those aspects, there is no need to seek my advice on every single matter. Your insights are more important than my opinion here.

You already know how 'death' functions for me. So there's no need to worry about the damage I take. Instead, you should pay more attention to your own condition. The sarcophagus cannot heal the trauma wrought by extreme stress and exhaustion. If there is anything you would like to say, I will listen.

I can hear the crystal clusters surging. The Originium tides will soon dissolve me... Don't give me that look. Take care of Amiya and the city. We can continue to work on those problems the next time we speak. Well, then... see you again, Doctor.

Scanning... The atmospheric oxygen level is still decreasing... No, let the Doctor rest. I will check it out.

The anti-Originium communication lines have been activated... Signal received. Come in, Babel. This is Kal'tsit, exploring the former Leithanien region as planned. No coagulation point found as of yet. What about you, Doctor? What's the situation there?

Experiences from before the crystallization age are for reference only. Do not overly rely on them.

Formalities are no longer necessary between you and I. You need only keep your promise to maintain the Ark's safe course.

Mon3tr, these tattered lands will one day need you more than ever. Now, with your own voice, say hello to the Doctor.

I will correct any flawed decisions that occur during exploration.

Mark the area you need explored. I will arrange for the rest.

All units, double check the status of your anti-Originium equipment.

Stick to the plan. Do not throw your life away for nothing.

What's your plan?

I will synchronize the battlefield data.

Executing battle plan.

Mon3tr.

Never let your guard down before the enemy.

Suppressing Originium activity.

Follow my orders, Mon3tr.

On my mark, prepare to counterattack.

How much time do we have left? I see… I trust your judgment.

All units, proceed according to plan. I will hand the report to the Doctor.

You should be more careful. We can't afford even a single loss.

All personnel, retreat to safe zone. Comm permits are transferred to you for now. I will sort out the situation before us.

The facilities are fairly well-maintained.

Seems you are still very fond of your little tricks.

Have you ever imagined a future where only you remain?

Arknights.

Holidays may not provide much joy to anyone anymore, but there is not much left to commemorate. Do not let Originium take away these precious memories too. These are the best wishes I can offer you.

There is still much we can do, Doctor.

The lights of Rhodes Island once illuminated the night sky, and everyone aboard celebrated throughout the night, both on the bridge and in their cabins. Those were the good old days, yet now our operators can only shut off their electricity and drift to sleep even a moment sooner. All the effort we put in today is to allow civilization to shed light upon the lands anew.