Trailblazer Trailblazer
Astral Express Astral Express
Trailblazer Trailblazer
Astral Express Astral Express
Voicelines
Eidolon Activation (Elation)
Eidolon Activation (Elation)
Joy or pain... What matters is that we're the ones making the call.
Trace Activation (Elation)
Trace Activation (Elation)
The destination isn't the prize. The joy's in the journey itself.
Battle Begins: Weakness Break (Elation)
Battle Begins: Weakness Break (Elation)
That's all it takes to rattle you?
Story
You're a hero from beyond, an idol pursued by the masses.
Some want to put you on a pedestal, while others wait with bated breath for your fall.
The minute you step into this world, you become the center of attention.
You've been thrust into a game.
In a time when traffic means everything, spectacle after spectacle unfolds, each vying for more eyes.
In the end, heroes and clowns are viewed the same, and tragedies are not that different from comedies.
A cacophony of wishes threatens to drown you. Should you laugh, cry, flee, or face it head-on?
The dice of destiny now rest in your palm. To wear the mask or cast it aside? The choice is always yours.
Laughter is the right of every living being, as is the experience of pain.
You raise your glow stick like a torch held high.
To stand at the center of the cosmos, one must possess the power to command the storm.
When met with malice, you still create wishes of kindness.
Without praise, you light your own way through the dark.
Seeking only truth within, unconcerned with outcomes, you showed everyone what a real hero looks like.
The world has not failed you. You saw the smiles and tears beneath the masks, the faint glimmers of humanity that still remain...
Just as the Trailblaze basks in starlight, and starts the journey anew from this land.
Some want to put you on a pedestal, while others wait with bated breath for your fall.
The minute you step into this world, you become the center of attention.
You've been thrust into a game.
In a time when traffic means everything, spectacle after spectacle unfolds, each vying for more eyes.
In the end, heroes and clowns are viewed the same, and tragedies are not that different from comedies.
A cacophony of wishes threatens to drown you. Should you laugh, cry, flee, or face it head-on?
The dice of destiny now rest in your palm. To wear the mask or cast it aside? The choice is always yours.
Laughter is the right of every living being, as is the experience of pain.
You raise your glow stick like a torch held high.
To stand at the center of the cosmos, one must possess the power to command the storm.
When met with malice, you still create wishes of kindness.
Without praise, you light your own way through the dark.
Seeking only truth within, unconcerned with outcomes, you showed everyone what a real hero looks like.
The world has not failed you. You saw the smiles and tears beneath the masks, the faint glimmers of humanity that still remain...
Just as the Trailblaze basks in starlight, and starts the journey anew from this land.