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|From Storylet title = Ambition: The Garden of Nightmares | |From Storylet title = Ambition: The Garden of Nightmares | ||
|Description=Can they protect you from the Nothing-After-Death while you finish the game? | |Description=Can they protect you from the Nothing-After-Death while you finish the game? | ||
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| − | |Condition = A Battalion of Obedient Dreams |Condition alias = Battalion |Effect = Varying passage | | + | |Condition = A Battalion of Obedient Dreams |Condition alias = Battalion |Effect = Varying passage |
| − | | | + | |Value 1 = 1 |
| − | |Value 2 = […] The dead […] form a wall around you. "Tell us nothing comes after," they dare, "tell us that we are not what's next. Tell us that we are forgotten." They bind the Nothing in bandages, smothering it from view – until it is one of their own […] | + | |Effect 1 = […] Your fires roar up in a protective circle […] Flames flick at the Nothing-After-Death […] blaze against its emptiness […] whittle at it, diminishing and revealing it until there is nothing left but the fear of it – and fear can be faced and fought. |
| − | |Value 3 = […] lightning, a whip that cracks at the Nothing-After-Death. The rain follows, and the winds, and the thunder, crashing like all the chariots of heaven. […] "You are alive!" the storm says. […] The Nothing-After-Death is battered and blasted and drowned. | + | |Value 2 = 2 |
| − | |Value 4 = […] the chessboard soldiers […] advance in centuries-old formations. […] "Those who made us are gone, […] but we endure! Our forms and our strategies and our principles. […]" Against their logic, the Nothing is pinned, penned and made ridiculous. […] | + | |Effect 2 = […] The dead […] form a wall around you. "Tell us nothing comes after," they dare, "tell us that we are not what's next. Tell us that we are forgotten." They bind the Nothing in bandages, smothering it from view – until it is one of their own […] |
| + | |Value 3 = 3 | ||
| + | |Effect 3 = […] lightning, a whip that cracks at the Nothing-After-Death. The rain follows, and the winds, and the thunder, crashing like all the chariots of heaven. […] "You are alive!" the storm says. […] The Nothing-After-Death is battered and blasted and drowned. | ||
| + | |Value 4 = 4 | ||
| + | |Effect 4 = […] the chessboard soldiers […] advance in centuries-old formations. […] "Those who made us are gone, […] but we endure! Our forms and our strategies and our principles. […]" Against their logic, the Nothing is pinned, penned and made ridiculous. […] | ||
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| − | *{{Gain|Ambition: Heart's Desire!|message=Victory nears.|now=625 | + | *{{Gain|Ambition: Heart's Desire!|message=Victory nears.|now=625}} |
{{Redirect|Ambition: The Manager's Chance}} | {{Redirect|Ambition: The Manager's Chance}} | ||
