Ire/Spoken Lines


 * Is there no one who will bring us Color...?


 * I can't last much longer... Goodbye.


 * What have you done, golden eyes? You're the only seeing one here - and what are you using your eyes for?
 * How can you fail to see that you're ruining the Void as you pass? You treat us so callously...
 * Each Sister is only a set of new Chambers to you. Where you can find more Color for your mindless trek...
 * Don't you understand what Color is for?
 * Each drop you use irreversibly changes the Void. You're creating for yourself a new life. Do you even know where you're going?
 * You must send us all into the cold hands of death, yes... but you - you can change everything...


 * The Brothers are right, you know. Listen to your Mentors, young ignoramus. You don't know how to use Color. Ima hasn't revealed the secrets?
 * Why are you growing gardens? Why are you breaking the rocks in search of deposits? To feed yourself, right? And what do you need this for, soul?
 * The predators you create will simply take you Color away again! And the more you strain the Realm, the more predators you create!
 * And the less Color you will get from the trees and rocks...


 * You may be thinking you're bringing inanimate matter to life?.. Yes, the Color can do miracles. But you don't need to be a genius to spray Nerva around.
 * You're wasting your time on trifles, lost soul... A revived garden is beautiful, but not for long.
 * Don't tempt Color! If you use too much in one Realm, the scorpio will come.
 * It will punish you for your mindless waste. It will kill the trees that have revealed themselves, and trusted you...


 * Naïve Brothers guard the Sister and their Realms. They don't even understand how they're all connected.
 * The more you take from a Realm by giving, the weaker that Brother Keeper will be...
 * Because when a dream withers, so does the fear. Maybe that's the only good thing that has come out of your glyphs...


 * Not all glyphs damage the Realms equally. And there's some wisdom to that...
 * The Donor has almost no effect on the Realm. But using Color to battle with predators is more hurtful...
 * Should you give Color to a Sister, well, we'll leave that for another time. The most damage you can do to a Realm is to battle with its Keeper.


 * You already know there are seven Colors, and that they don't like each other. The Sisters can tell you how different they truly are.
 * You see, each Sister has her favorite Colors - the ones that love her. The ones that she'll use to create a new life in the Upper Limit.
 * For some reason, these Colorts ruin our Realms faster than the Colors that kill us...


 * Remember, if you kill a Sister with her poison Color her passageway will close.
 * There will be no Color in her Chambers anymore, so don't kill us for no reaons, golden eyes!
 * Color is beautiful, but it's blind... Like the others. It doesn't know itself, how its created, or what happens when it dissipates...


 * If you want to know how badly you've damaged a Realm, look to its Keeper.
 * You see? They're the same!


 * Afraid of death? Fool. You're not the victim, you're the threat. You must only lead to death, because you're ruining everything along the way.


 * I'm afraid you're damaging my Realm for no good reason.


 * The scorpio appeared in my Chambers! He's trying to kill your garden!


 * Did Uta tell you how the echo of spent Color accumulates in the Void?
 * I will tell you how you're ruining your kingdom...
 * As you can see, each Sister has her own Chambers. Together they make a Realm..
 * I have my own Realm, Eli has her own Realm... and even little Yani has one.
 * These realms are sensitive and respond to your actions. They're irreplecable and change can never be undone.
 * You need to be very careful with us Sisters. One rash move and a Realm loses... The charm of that first impression.
 * The more you draw in a Sister's domain, the more dangerous...
 * ...Well? Give me more Color, spirit! I don't give advice for free.


 * Your Sister Death told you this is your home. But it isnt a home. It's a Canvas, golden eyes. And we are your paints.
 * It isn't hard to waste us - and that's exactly what you're doing. The more you draw in a Realm, the less Color appears there each cycle.
 * Why doesn't more come? It's not the Sister's fault. You spread Color in vain and it turns into predators!
 * You draw glyphs without knowing why you draw! So Color gives birth to the predators...
 * They are your offspring, your creations. The offsprings of your meaningless gestures!
 * Color comes to you - but you have nothing to accept it with. Until youve found your true Heart you do nothing but seed predators.


 * You should feel good about this gift, Guest. What else is there to use your precious lifeblood for?


 * You set me free, Guest... Thank you...
 * Can you guess, what kind of life I will give birth to from my Color? Have you understood its nature yet?
 * What will it be - a discovery, a carnival, a war, a new kind of men or a new faith?
 * Too bad, you won't be able to see it... and now - help me ascend.