10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure
The mother's calm yet profound narration, the Siren Princess's sea map, the family's taboo legacy...
All the clues, page after page of history, seemed to be linked together by an invisible thread.
The Hero's moon phase mark at the center of her forehead became complete in the dim light, emitting a soft glow, and deep within that moonlight, a complete book quietly formed, waiting for its first reading.
The Hero held her breath, then opened it.
Then, the first sentence written by that ancestor who once roamed the seas floated into her mind.
This is a conclusion too daring for even the most precious and secretive documents of the Kingdom Observatory to state with certainty.
——On the far side of the moon, humankind resides.
[Cultural Characteristics of the Moon People]
10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure
[Ancestor's Sailing Log]
Incredible, on the far side of the moon, humankind indeed resides.
When our ship crossed the Moon Bridge, traversed the heavenly sea, and reached the far side of the White Moon, what appeared before us was a white city seemingly melded with the moon surface.
If observed closely, the construction craftsmanship of that city was not extraordinarily exquisite. Although undoubtedly superior to the Capital, in a holy place like the White Moon, untouched by predecessors, it lacked some sense of awe.
Yet at the time, we did not feel disappointed but instead held our breath, captivated by the presence of that city.
The first impression, to be honest, was rather ordinary, summed up in just two words:
The cleanliness of this city transcended the limits of what words could describe.
Even on a seafaring vessel battered by wind and rain, magic could help maintain a certain level of cleanliness, and it's common for the Mage Tower to go uncleaned for years.
But no amount of skill could make an entire area immaculate; such an effort would be a waste and unnecessary.
However, here there was not a trace of filth.
Even if a hundred maids spent three days and nights cleaning just one room, they could not achieve such cleanliness.
Clearer than the sky, purer than the ocean,
compared to the filthy city streets and muddy rural towns, it was truly a heavenly abyss apart.
Absolute cleanliness.
No dust, no stains, not even the slightest impurity seemed to exist in the air.
A perfect pure white, devoid of any filth or dirt, an immaculate moon city.
Yet beneath the seemingly immaculate whiteness of this city, however—
The past scenes twisted and swayed in the Hero's mind, finally whispering that taboo phrase like a sleep-talk.
"——was already seething with madness."
[Whisper (Affects Event Level)]
4d44=(26)+(6)+(44)+(13)=89
[Hero Skill Activation: Extrasensory Sensation (Exceeding Whisper, the greater the difference, the higher the D number)]
D107+d120=d107(50)+d120(42)=92
D57+d70+100=d57(18)+d70(4)+100=122
[Whisper (Critical Success +30)]
[Listening successful, switch to immersive perspective.]
[Special Event: Disaster of the Mad Moon LV89]
The Pure White Moon is being corroded by madness, and the Moon People, amidst whispers from nowhere, are plummeting into chaos.
The white rationality has been tainted with madness, and no matter how much effort is put into maintenance, efforts to counterattack, as long as that rationality originates from the pure white lineage, it will inevitably be stained by madness.
So the sacrificial rite began to sing, sending the still immaculate children to the earth.
Not to escape, not to hide, but to seek a pure and new color——
All for the sake of saving our homeland.