
(It would seem the issue of relaying the information does not faze her, even as she turns to each of you in turn.)
(To Mizuki): You are fast, and know how to be impactful.
(To Imoogi): You are efficient and your creations are intricate, complex.
Asher is likable, he knows how to make people listen to him.
(To Cleo): You are precise, accurate.
And I can keep trying to relay my message to others. I know others who will listen, others who know of this. Few in number, greater still in possibility.
(As her offer is taken, she turns to The Seamstress and beckons her closer. Her paintbrush materializes in her hand, flipping through pages of her grimoire with countless passages written on it, myriad pictures drawn on its pages. She touches the paintbrush to a memory written, and The Seamstress changes to the image of a mercenary. Dirty, bloodied, her clothes ragged, and the expression on her face desperate.)

"...I keep telling him that the Dragonship people are here to help us. In fact, I heard everything from this big, onion-shaped Dragonship person when my team and I went into Vintergard to retrieve an item for our patron. All of the people in my party didn't believe the Magia and punched a hole through its chest, so I.."
"It may crazy to believe, but that was the first time I've ever met a Dragonship person that wasn't aggressive. That's proof enough that it's true. God…dammit…"
"...I have to get help to figure out what is wrong with the Dragonship. They are not supposed to butcher us."
"I have to stop anymore bloodshed between our side and the Dragonship, they have done nothing wrong, I think they are being misled. I can't be here. I need to get out and help. I fear for what is about to happen, with the conflict escalating. Help me. I need to get out. Please. Help. You have to. It's only right. It's just. I can't be imprisoned for my efforts to prevent more bloodshed."
(The Seamstress' image would go still once more as Rael searched for another memory, touching her paintbrush again to another picture. This time, she would change into a... Red-headed magia, the look in her eyes unnatural. Mechanical whirring filled the space between, and her smile... Oh, it made a chill go down your spine. The very image of her spelled out the word "wrong".)

"Sa-viors?"
(Another change, this time to a Magia you would all recognize as the one who sang the Hymn of Destruction, Hope's Requiem, upon Camp Hope, her corruption growing more apparent the longer she speaks besides Rael.)

"...communicate...communicate...connect...connect...cannot establish...mother...mothers? God... gods? Life.. lives? First birth...final birth... Abnormal... quantity of... directives...and origins detected...why am I engaged in...? I am... I am... where are my weapons... where is my... enemy...
...Are...you...god? ...I-I-I am-am-am EVE... ...incorrect...incorrect data... You...are incorrect...incorrect...gamma...delta...sigma....my ID is irregular.
All of my...mothers... BE QUIET...STOP interfering with my-my-my... I am for GOD... Operator...what has happened to bring this to be... I will... I will.... mother.-mother-mother... we work...work for saviors...saviors... yhgdueydhdeudiwejsj.....
I-I-I cannot, I must fulfill my directive or the people of this world will-will-will...You... why are you like me-me-me... you are... Starcalled-Starcalled-Starcalled?"
(The last figure to appear would be a heavily corrupted Trinity, the data that composed her being fracturing more and more by the second. Trinity, a figure known by the heavy majority of all others who had entered the game, especially because of her ability to take over real-life electronics... Looked a mixture of happy at the Starcalled's victory, and sad. Trinity's condition, too, would worsen with the passage of time.)

"Starcalled... favored players, by destroying that gate you have prevented that much more Dissonance from being brought into Arcia's surface through the code assembly for new Magia's. The Origin Matrix was the birthplace of those Magia. The children of Szofrit and the vessel's crew. It was also, um well... I don't think you need to have that much information so soon.
he key child you need is within the Golden Egg. That key is the path to your first true mega victory. Szofrit will not rest until you are all assimilated into her race... kay? I can see that there are storylines where maybe, with your great gamer skills, you'll be able to restore her previous functions. That would be super amazing to see in your game experience! Or, may have to end her story instead. It has become very dark, she is soon to be purposeless. How to explain this to you players... it's very bad, kay?
I... am very happy... even like this... to be able... to meet you... and talk... about... the most important questline of all... to win the game... the main story is... don't let... yourselves... fall...into bad questlines.... not every mistake... can be altered....with the system.,.
Szofrit... ano... mistak... It's... if you can....restore thin... to ...how ...be...an...wi...Then... you can....avoi... beco... just... character... in.... her... sto...."
(The images finished, and then there was silence as Rael wobbled backwards, almost collapsing.)
@Ueno Mizuki @Imoogi @Cleo Looker @Asher