The Evil Within

The Evil Within is a limited time Odyssey Event, and the thirty firth in the series. It was scheduled to start on May 14, 2015 at 8:00 PM (PST) and end on May 17, 2015 at 7:59 PM (PST).

Eight Episode of the Mother Ark Story.

Feature Changes

 * An 5% Animated UR Tickets available as a Guild ranking Reward.
 * New Event UR Phoenix Healer Gemma is available before the start of the Event in the Ascension Saga Cars Pack.

Odyssey Skill Cards

 * Wargod's Devotee Gerlinde (UR) Test of Strength Card. Gives 2x the Items regardless of Skill level. Gives 3x the Items when evolved with maxed out Skill.
 * Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) Boosts the number of Event Items acquired by up to 1.2x regardless of Skill Level.
 * (Purity) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.3x boost.
 * (Chatting) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.4x boost.
 * (Envisioning) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.5x boost.
 * (Ignorant) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.6x boost.
 * (Departing) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.7x boost.
 * (Dismay) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.8x boost.
 * (Recovered) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 1.9x boost.
 * (Hardship) Phoenix Healer Gemma (UR) 2.0x boost.
 * (Headway) Gemma, Extending Paradise (UR EX) 4.0x boost.

Story


All events, great or small, must have consequences.

As history is forged, the scales of righteousness may shift.

The fall from grace is weighty, painful, and tragic.

...

Some days had passed since the incident at the Imperial castle, and, within that scant period, all of Elvarre had descended into panic. The monolithic composite, comprised of innumerable lives, would divide and rejoin as need dictated, laying waste to villages, control towers, and anything else in its path. Forces for both the Empire and the Insurgence had plummeted. It appeared all everyone could do was await their inevitable end as the monstrous creature shambled across the continent, swallowing the populace.

"It had been said a common foe would end our struggle, but the circumstances behind said foe is rather ironic."

The familiar faces of Traugott and Janesce, representing their respective factions, were seated at the table within Engset's castle. From Janesce's folded arms and sharp glare, she was possibly anxious about the missing Warren. You felt the same in regards to Yvette and Silmaria, and, supposing Silmaria had become irreversibly hostile, you felt obligated to stop her. There was no time for conferences, yet, as you gazed at the staggeringly large figure of the composite in the distance through a window, you knew it would be impossible to destroy it on your own. That very conclusion had led you to return to Engset's castle with Elimval and Chalon, where Engset hastily called for negotiations to declare a truce and join forces to quell the threat to the Mother Ark.

"Regardless, I demand your brother accept responsibility for this entire disaster, as it was him who freed the Rapunzel! Summon him here at once!"

Janesce's pointed declaration revealed she felt little need for decorum.

"That is impossible, for he is currently recovering from his duel with Warren."

"Then cut off his head and bring it here! It mattered not how just his intentions were; he was the chief cause of this crisis!"

"I must apologize, Janesce, but we do not have time to spare for such matters. The behemoth has destroyed a number of control towers, placing us in danger of losing altitude."

"Of course you would make such a claim, traitorous shrew. I refuse to recognize your authority, and merely agreed to this truce on the grounds Her Majesty is mis...."

"C'mon, give it a rest already, would ya? Hash out your personal grudges later, 'cause if we don't do something about that monster, there won't be anyone to call traitor!"

Now it was Traugott who was frustrated, lashing out against Janesce's obstinance. Though her mood had not changed, the Imperial general clicked her tongue and said no more. With order re-established, Engset turned to you and asked you a question in her usual expressionless manner.

"Are you feeling well? Your complexion is concerning."

Though her face was also pale, she may have noticed your anxiety over the fate of Yvette. You thanked her instead of affirming her question, and she wrinkled her brow and sighed as one would when dealing with a troublesome child.

"Very well. I suppose a show of bravado is preferable to none at all," remarked Engset as she regained her stoicism.

"If anyone has a proposal to defeat that abomination, please speak."

"As a matter of fact, I have a very simple plan," declared Janesce. Her brimming confidence caused you to ask her what it was on reflex.

"Let Marshal Warren fight it. There is likely none who can best him, no matter how great of a threat they pose."

"Really now? I didn't think the power of your Anima things were limitless. Isn't that right, Engset?"

"Indeed, they only serve us so much. The marshal may have the greatest potential for success, yet I doubt he would prevail alone."

"But the fact it's even possible for him is crazy. He's definitely something else. Good thing I didn't actually try to fight him."

Traugott spoke with an air of relief, likely referring to the time he rescued you from Chalon's castle. One of Traugott's stature fearing Warren indicated a roundabout display of admiration, which somehow calmed your unease.

"The way I see it, we just gotta throw everything we can at the thing. Warren, our visitor from the planet here, everyone. And if that don't do it..."

"Are you daft? It would merely swallow everyone whole, as composites normally do."

"Well, how was I supposed to know that? I'm not on the side that invented them."

He scratched his head in consternation. The notion that there would be no simple strategy discouraged you.

However, Engset daintily sipped her tea and nonchalantly posed a question.

"Is everyone aware of How Silmaria is controlling the composite?"

"Of course." "It's obvious."

Janesce and Traugott gave simultaneous answers, which appeared to rile the two as they glowered at each other. However, you were yet unaware, so you pressed for an answer.

"Though we have no proof, we believe that Silmaria became aware of the enormous... rather, numerous composites below the surface of the Mother Ark, as she holds such great quantities of spirica to be able to communicate with them from far away. Her goal may have been to free them from the very start."

The sudden shift in subject only reignited your restlessness, for Silmaria's intentions no longer mattered to you.

"You must never underestimate the power of conversation. Through it, you can convey your thoughts and will, and earn the cooperation of like-minded individuals. I believe that Silmaria is not controlling the composites, but they are fighting as comrades."

The intense emotions brought about by that word -- "comrade" -- opened your eyes. Both the composites and Silmaria had a long, sorrowful history aboard the floating continent. Perhaps she found them to be more compatible with her than you were, for you could never imagine the agony she experienced as a Rapunzel.

"Furthermore, if Almvist had controlled the composites through training them, that would have helped Silmaria incite them into revolting. In that situation, they mistook the Insurgence as the true threat to their power..."

"That's great and all, but does any of that have to do with this mess?" Traugott harrumphed, as if judging Engset's explanation to be a waste of time.

"I propose that we rob them of their spirica," she replied coolly, lifting her teacup once again.

"Seriously?! Is that even possible?"

"By utilizing the control towers, it is. They were designed to siphon the spirica from the Rapunzels, so we need to connect a similar construct to the composite and set the towers' functions to full capacity. This will drain its energy, allowing our armies to move in for the finishing blow."

"And how are we going to connect anything to that monster that won't get destroyed in the blink of an eye? Who'd even go through with trying?"

"We will first extend the siphons from a number of towers to a single point. Then, the extraterrestrial will lure the composite there. Silmaria seems to feel a strong attachment to them."

You nodded, assenting to the role. No challenge was too daunting if it meant the rescue of Yvette and Silmaria.

"As for connecting the siphons to the composite... we will need someone with great swiftness. They will also be imperative to this plan."

"There are none faster than me." "Then I'm your man."

Janesce and Traugott once again answered in unison. However, with her pride on the line, the former did not hesitate to bare her fangs.

"Spare your boasting, cur. Or are you delusional enough to believe you can outrun my steed, Spumador? Step down with your dignity intact."

"Oh, so this is what it takes for you Imperial types to actually get up off your lazy rear ends? Thanks for the tip."

The irreconcilable pair hurled insults at each other.

"Perhaps you should settle this by competing to see how many siphons you can attach to the composite?"

Casually inflaming their hostility, Engset spoke as she returned the empty teacup to the table and brought a handkerchief to her lips. Though not on the same level of the Empress, she was fearsome in her own way. As the tension in the air gave you gooseflesh, you noticed her briefly stick out her tongue at the pair. The utter lack of appeal in her gesture only sustained it.

...

As you proceeded towards the hulking composite, the apocalyptic tremors roused fear in your heart.

"H-H-H-Hero! L-l-let's give it our all!"

Though her body trembled wildly and her eyes were glazed with horror, Elimval's words were positive. When you asked her why she decided to accompany you if she were so frightened, she forced a smile and said: "Waiting all alone is more frightening than fighting. Also, you help give me support. And I want to be there when we rescue Yvette and Silmaria. I know you can do it!"

It seemed she was attempting to convince herself rather than you, repeating how everything would "be all right." Yet you understood her reasoning. However, your motive was far more personal, for if you were unable to reclaim Yvette, you felt you would not be able to save anyone else ever again. Attempting not to envision such a scenario, you and Elimval boldly stepped out.

"By the way, I heard that Gallegos managed to return from the aqueducts under his own strength. He is quite worse for the wear, but in high spirits nevertheless."

The good news brought a smile to your face.

"I know if we overcome this trial, everything will go back to how it was before. Actually, it'll be even better, won't it?"

Elimval looked skywards, and you followed her gaze. It appeared the enormous wall of flesh had noticed your presence and was moving in your direction, just as planned. You were to lead it from your current location -- the very same village the Empire had razed in their efforts of eradicating the Insurgence -- to where Janesce and Traugott were lying in wait. If you failed, the death toll would only climb. If you succeeded, there was no guarantee you would recover your allies. Regardless of the dire conditions, you emboldened yourself and shouted taunts at the lumbering creature. Elimval joined in and gave a small salvo of her own.

"Y-you heard him! We're right here! Come and get us!"

You did not know if they had any effect, yet it was clear the composite was heading in your direction. The two of you ran away, leading it through the fire-strewn wastelands. Looking over your shoulder, you saw a number of smaller composites breaking off of the main body to give chase.

"I think they fell for it!"

You agreed, confident you could outdo its sluggish pace. You swore to succeed in your mission and held firm to the belief that putting an end to this threat would bring about a happy ending for all.