Introduction
A Memokeeper of the Garden of Recollection. An indolent and mysterious soothsayer.
"Remembrance" of men are hers to heed, threads of fate are hers to tug.
Appearance
Black Swan is a tall woman with pale skin, long light lavender thigh-length hair that fades into a darker shade and is slightly curled at the bottom, and violet eyes mixed with yellow, orange and red colors.
She wears a purple short thick veil with a belt on her head. Her outfit is a purple bodysuit with black accents and a halter strap neckline, attached to her lace choker. Her purple clothing has two windows at her sides and a large slit in the front, revealing a black leotard-like clothing that has a window on her stomach, with all areas revealed covered by a thin black fabric. She wears long purple gloves that reach her biceps, black colored on her hand and has a golden bracelet on her right wrist. On her legs, she wears black thigh-high heeled boots with black belts tied around her thighs. Her outfit has four-pointed stars on her torso, which is binding from pink to blue, a four-pointed star on her bracelet, gloves, boots, and on the brim of her veil.
Character Stories
A Memokeeper of the Garden of Recollection. A mysterious and elegant soothsayer.
She often wears a warm smile and is willing to patiently listen to the words of others, thus using such means as a pretext to enter "memories" and gain omniscience over certain matters.
A lady passionate about collecting unique memories, yet the thoughts that guide her are hard to glean.
"She's quite an unusual kid, and I could sense it from the day she was born. It felt like nature itself was celebrating her arrival: The birds chirped, the moon and sun were together in the sky. The cards in my hand seemed to hint at the emergence of a soul steeped in nostalgia. Right from her early years, she had a fascination with stories from the past. She would delve deep into contemplating our origins, our creators, and even the very beginning of the world. Her questions would leave even the most erudite scholars scratching their heads. Sure, some other kids might poke fun at her for asking such deep questions, but aren't those questions important? Life is akin to a winding labyrinth, where memories serve as our sole companions."
— A mother's memories
Afflicted with amnesia, her mother struggled with forgetfulness, making it difficult for her to recognize her family or recall recent events.
Clutching the diagnosis of amnesia, she held her mother tightly, attempting to read aloud from the latter's diary. Her mother was physically present, but where was she in the realm of consciousness?
She stayed by her mother's side until the end of her life, realizing that her mother had been fading away as her memories became fragmented. If her own memories of her mother were to ever become blurred as well, her mother would completely slip away from her.
"Life is akin to a winding labyrinth, where memories serve as our sole companions." For the first time, she comprehended the profound meaning behind these words.
She stayed by her mother's side until the end of her life, realizing that her mother had been fading away as her memories became fragmented. If her own memories of her mother were to ever become blurred as well, her mother would completely slip away from her.
"Life is akin to a winding labyrinth, where memories serve as our sole companions." For the first time, she comprehended the profound meaning behind these words.
— An Explorer'sMemokeeper memories
Memokeepers travel to numerous planets, collecting the memories of each city they encounter. They are careful not to leave any trace of their presence, ensuring that nobody remembers them, unless they come across someone with the potential to become a Memokeeper, whom they then take away from the city into the vast expanse of the stars.
Memokeepers travel to numerous planets, collecting the memories of each city they encounter. They are careful not to leave any trace of their presence, ensuring that nobody remembers them, unless they come across someone with the potential to become a Memokeeper, whom they then take away from the city into the vast expanse of the stars.
Location: Penacony
Date: ██/██/██
Guests: ██, ██, ██, and ██
"A sorrowful memory from ██. This opulent memory, adorned with ostentation and longing, conceals an unknown sadness that will linger for years, influencing its owner for an extended period."
"A joyous memory from ██. This dramatic memory is filled with vibrant hues of joy, confusion, and funny elements, but it can hardly be called true happiness. Such is the future it portrays."
"A regrettable memory from ██. The fleeting happiness in this memory is beautiful yet short-lived, like a shooting star from faded ashes. Cherish your limited moment, dear guest, for it informs me that it shall soon vanish."
"A vague memory from ██. This memory is faint, chaotic, and disorienting, akin to an endless downpour with no respite in sight. I yearn to capture the future it points to, whether it be filled with rain or sunshine..."
— Black Swan's memories
"I saw the figure of a woman, gracefully leaping and transforming amidst images and patterns. No... I'm not crazy, I did indeed see 'her.' I remember her voice, its velvety texture, and the colorful cards in her hands, imbued with some sort of magic... Oh, and she invited me to partake in fortune-telling. She said, 'Whether you want to foresee happiness or misfortune in the future, retrieve lost possessions, or seek unexpected gains... All I need is an honest story, for the past and the future are overlapped on the same point of a single circle.' My head spun, and she exuded such gentleness. I talked so much to her, and she patiently listened to my ramblings... And then, following her divination results, I retrieved a lost mirror for a guest of the hotel! Oh, you asked what I said to her? Oh, nothing important... Just some rumors about the past..."
— A native Penacony resident's memories
Currently, she journeys through various realms as a diviner, uncovering memories intertwined with her Path and Aeons. She believes that those memories are as enduring as gems, impervious to the eroding forces of oblivion.
"Numerous Memokeepers have ventured to Penacony, only to discover it as a mere illusory mirage dancing upon the water's surface."
"However, dreams... They represent a distorted form of memories. I shall delve into its depths and catch a fleeting glimpse of the buried memories before those Memosnatchers and Cremators arrive."
Voice Lines
First Meeting
(Trailblazer)? Intriguing name. Hmm... and a fate that's quite elusive...
Greeting
How's the journey been? If there's something weighing you down, let me do a little divination for you...
Parting
Fear not, unless I wipe away your memories, forgetting me is not an option~
About Self: Existence
Mortals are bound to the perception of the tangible, failing to comprehend that it is the spirit and the spiritual that form the true essence of the cosmos. Through the grace of "Fuli," we may shed our perishable forms and attain closeness to the true essence of being.
About Self: Wishes
Recover those cherished recollections and enshrine them in a land of purity. In doing so, all will be preserved from true oblivion.
Chat: Divination Methods
The dance of the stars, the silent whisper of numbers, the foretelling of cards... Mmm, I've heard that divination via app is all the rage these days. Yet, this is just a supplementary tool. To hear one's speech, to venture into their hearts, to glimpse their memories... that's where the most precise truths are revealed.
Chat: Light Cone
Through the course of one's existence, only a scant number of impactful memories— pain, joy, rage, sorrow, can be harvested... The Garden of Recollection was conceived with the preservation of such memories in mind — yet it isn't immune to the corporation's endeavor to openly profit from it.
Hobbies
If I can identify and encapsulate a fragment of memory before it's unveiled to the world, those solitary moments of delight are my most favored and unique memories.
Annoyances
It's undeniable, being without a physical body has its perks, but when moving through the world in the form of a memetic entity, the danger of forsaking one's "self" becomes apparent.
Sharing: Pure Land
The most luminous and lavish memories are to be sheltered in the Pure Land of Recollection. In the tales whispered among the Memokeepers, "Fuli" will blend these recollections into the Eden of Blessed Insight, and they shall serve to reshape the entirety of the world after its annihilation.
Sharing: Memetic Entity
The day I became a memetic entity, I saw my own corporeal body dissolve, people's memories precipitating, crystallizing, and then shattering in the flow of time. They gleamed with such brilliance, as if they were crystals with boundless facets. It was in that moment I grasped, that everything is transient, but memories are eternal.
Knowledge
A few Memokeepers prefer to covertly penetrate others' thoughts capriciously reshaping their memories, but I harbor no liking for such deeds. Only the recollections that remain untouched by others carry true essence and are treasurable. Anything contrary is just the imposition of another's thought.
About (Trailblazer)
Perhaps, there will come a day when you'll willingly share your memories with me — I eagerly await such a time.
About Acheron
Avoid entering someone's past memories lightly, especially hers.
About Aventurine
When exploring opportunities, one such as he, a gambler, will never reject your overtures. Gratify his whims, but also keep your defenses up.
About Sparkle
Hmm, a fascinating young girl. She won't admit it, but I imagine she's always yearned to be noticed by others. Her mind is the most chaotic place I've ever witnessed, but it also possesses the strongest tool of all — intuition.
About March 7th
Even if her past is a forgotten whisper, and she was once bewildered about her future, March's experiences will undoubtedly transform into unique memoria. It's exciting to think just what memories she might bestow upon the Garden of Recollection...
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