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Quotes

When Summoned
I WILL protect you, no matter what.
When Shapeshifted Into or Collection Portrait
The time has come to release my power!
Using A Skill or Collection Portrait
Cyclone chain breaker!
When Entering Dragon's Roost
Do you have need of me?
I'm so very happy to see you.
Is anything troubling you? You can always speak of it to me.
After Receiving a Gift
Take this. I hope it pleases you.
Take this with my thanks. I hope you enjoy it.
After Bond Level Increase
I managed to escape the Syndicate, but now it looks as though I'm to be "captured" by you. Tee hee!
I will protect you, no matter what. This is my promise to you.
Idle After Bond Level 1
In truth, I am frightened of conflict. But if it means protecting someone, I will overcome my fear!
This place is so very calming.
You have the determination and power to safeguard countless lives. This is a wonderful thing.
Idle After Bond Level 10
Nothing makes me happier than seeing happy people around me.
Do your best not to make me worry, if you would be so kind.
Everyone here is so very reckless!
Idle After Bond Level 20
Please don't be reckless; the thought of losing you fills me with a terrific fear.
I don't think I can ever express how grateful I am to you.
Alas, I have lost my memory. ...Am I really Andromeda?
When Unbound
I should be able to help you even more now.
When Fully Unbound
Every moment I've spent with you has become my power!


Dragon Story Episodes
Selfless Maiden

"You are Andromeda."


With those words, I awakened.
I had no memories before this.
I did not even know who I was.
That was why I clung to the words.


I am Andromeda, maiden most pure,
who offered up herself in exchange
for peace. I am she who took
responsibility for the sins of our world.


And I am a dragon, one used as an
experiment by the hated Syndicate.
A dragon called Andromeda.
I am me.


That knowledge was how I kept my
sense of self. Without it, my mind
would have shattered long ago.


The Syndicate's foul experiments
brought about a not-insignificant
loss of life, but I did not know what
to think when I looked upon those
who had suffered so.


Should I be sad? Should I feel rage?
Ought I to grieve? Even the simplest
of answers eluded me, for I did not
know how Andromeda would think.


This was how much I lacked a sense
of self. A sense of..."me."


And then, the hand of salvation
was extended to me.


With a burst of flame and a roar,
the building of my Syndicate captors
was rent asunder. Just like that,
my prison was no more.


I was frightened of the ferocious
arm that wrought such destruction.
But I also felt pity for the owner,
for within the depths of his hate-filled
eyes, I also saw great sadness.


Man and dragon. Hate and grief.
Had I not looked deep into his eyes,
I could not have taken his hand.

I was trapped by the Syndicate with
no memories or will of my own.
I could do nothing but cling to the
words of others—until the moment
he extended his hand to me.


It was sudden, his appearance.
As the walls of my prison came
tumbling down, he turned to me
and said but four simple words:
"Run if you want."


No one had ever asked of my wants.
I had never considered them.
And so, as a baby bird imprints on
the first thing it sees, I followed the
young man outside and to freedom.


He, too, was an experiment of the
Syndicate. His family had been killed
by them, and so he swore revenge.
In the time that followed, we chased
them to many shadowy places.


In truth, I envied him. No matter how
sad or bitter his memories, at least he
had them. But me? I had...nothing.
No memories. No passion. Not even
the conviction that I was myself.


When I expressed these concerns,
he said, "Legends say Andromeda is
a selfless maiden with love and
affection for all. One who wouldn't
balk at sacrificing herself for others."


But that wasn't me. I knew that the
moment I stepped into the world.
It had a mountain of beautiful things
in it, and an equal number of
unseemly ones.


To love those things with equal
affection was beyond me—but
Andromeda would be different.
The dragon of affection would
surely show love to all.


"You're not like the legends," he said.
That was my greatest fear—
that something would make me realize
I wasn't Andromeda. That I wasn't me.


But in the depths of my despair,
he said, "The real thing isn't
the legend, you know?"


"Normally, I think that if you acted
in a way counter to the legends,
that the legends were wrong.
The legends aren't you.
You BECOME the legends."


"So whatever you do becomes
who Andromeda really is."


His blunt words cut to the bone.
It truly was that simple.


I am who I am. I am unable to be
totally selfless, unable to love all,
and unable to forgive the Syndicate
who stole everything from me.
And yet...


I AM Andromeda.

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