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คุณ MinoSpelgud จากเว็บบอร์ด GameFaqs ได้ช่วยแปลเนื้อหาของ Cosmos Report และ Chaos Report ของเกม Dissidia -Final Fantasy- เป็นภาษาอังกฤษให้แล้ว โดยเนื้อหาในส่วนของรีพอร์ทนั้นจะเป็นการตีแผ่ภูมิหลังที่มาที่ไปของเหตุการณ์ที่เกิดขึ้นในโลกของดิสซิเดีย รวมทั้งภูมิหลังของพระเจ้าซิด คอสมอส และเคออส สำหรับตัวรีพอร์ทนั้นคุณ MinoSpelgud ได้หมายเหตุเอาไว้ว่านี่เป็นการแปลแบบคร่าวๆ เท่านั้น ดังนั้นถ้าเกิดมีข้อผิดพลาดเกิดขึ้นก็อย่าเอาอะไรกับเค้ามากละกัน

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|Cosmos Report 01 |
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Your memory holds great importance. You should be aware of it yourself that
the calamity of this story has a tremendous connection to what lies ahead.

Truly... My words from here on are as those of a researcher, and not of a
mother telling her children a fairy tale. This is a story about people who
are struck by discord in an age drowning in despair.

I have decided to record this story in an official document so that it may
be passed on. Someday, when it is discovered by people who have heart, and
they will read this... This story has become a myth of the past. It is our
duty to preserve it for those people. Because this story is proof that these
people existed and these events occured. Now, please read it. Engrave this
story into your memories...

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|Cosmos Report 02 |
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He was born an unthinkably small child, with his size belying his tremendous
power. This power was supposed to be raised and watched over by our country.
We decided to take care of the kid as if he were our own. In the child's pure
eyes, everything seemed obtainable. It pained us to know that this child was
really the country's and not ours. We knew that someday he would be snatched
away from us. My husband was troubled with the duty presented to him. Until
now, he had only invented floating stones and airships... Things that
enriched people's everyday lives. This child was different. He was a tool of
war. However, disaster soon appeared. Because of the neighboring countries,
used summoned beasts and Omega to attack us, we had no choice. In order to
protect our peace, my husband ceased his research.

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|Cosmos Report 3 |
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By the time that child began to learn how to speak, he was already disobeying
us, throwing harsh words at us without hesitation. He stopped calling me
"mama" and my husband "papa" out of affection. That child had stopped smiling
for us. Where we were frightened of war, he was delighted. However, it would
all soon come to an end. War... had broken out. That child gradually drifted
away from us. That child had decided to join the army as soon as possible.

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|Cosmos Report 04 |
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That child continued to grow into the perfect soldier. But the call to arms
was inescapable. The messenger from the country that came had to restrained
me. "My orders were only to raise this child..." With that thought in mind,
I relented. As a result, that child went on to massacre the neighboring
countries. In a maelstrom of hellfire, that child eliminated the summon
beasts and Omega... It was then the world began to plummit into the depths of
hell.

...In that way, that child eliminated his own purpose. Because the country no
longer needed him as a soldier, they planned to dispose of him. When I heard
of this, in order to save that child, I answered the call to arms. Even
though he had brought untold suffering on countless people, I still wanted to
save my son.

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|Cosmos Report 05 |
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After my second battle, I refused to continue. As a result, my husband and I
were branded traitors and imprisoned deep underground. A lot of innocent
people's lives were being snatched away. I was lost in my own grief until
I heard rumors of a project that began at the start of the war.

It was a project that seemed very familiar... In order to manipulate that
child's thoughts, they created a clone of me. The country planned to
repeat the tragedy again. That child's power had become a thing of tremendous
value. But they did not understand. An artificially created me is still me.
If the clone did not want to make that child unhappy, nothing could be be
done. If the clone did not want to repeat the destruction, nothing could be
done... There was not enough time to complete the project. I decided that
there was only one thing that could be done.

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|Cosmos Report 06 |
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The prison I was held in was a cave crawling with demons. I studied the
demons' habits, and used the knowledge to break out of the jail with my
husband. We fled from the jail and rushed towards the laboratory where that
child was supposedly being held. Once there, we found a research subject that
greatly resembled that child. That child became so thin that we did not even
recognize him anymore. In the profound depths of his hollow eyes, the color
of hatred began to rise. There was too much I had to say to him. We gave him
a rudimentary explanation, and quickly escaped with him.

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|Cosmos Report 07 |
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With that child in our company, we escaped. I was discovered by soldiers and
shot. I could hear that child's cry of sorrow from far away. A bad premonition
began to rise in my heart. It began to rise from the depths of that child's
hollow eyes, the color of hatred...

My premonition came true. In front of that child, a rift in space and time
was born, and everything was consumed by it. The darkness began to swell out
of control...

It was then I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I saw only a
destroyed laboratory. That child and my husband were nowhere to be found.

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|Cosmos Report 08 |
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It is originally our tradition to pass down our memories to our family.
With my husband's great intelligence and engineering ability, I had a means
to do so. On the brink of escape, I used the transmitting device and decided
to go back to my birthplace. I thought that this way, even if I die, I'll be
able to pass on my memories to my family.

After groping my way through the forest, I arrived in my birthplace: the town
known as the falcon's wings, where peace and tranquility endured. Suddenly,
the world around me began to sink into darkness. My family used the floating
stone my husband left behind and the town began to rise into the air. I would
soon tell them all that had happened to me, and they would come to understand
everything. Thus the tradition of passing down our memories began...

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|Cosmos Report 09 |
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Are you finished inheriting all of my memories?

Yes. I have not lost my ability to convey my memories. I do not think there
is any better way to preserve these memories for the generations to come
other than books.

Right now, the world that has fallen into discord by the hands of the Four
Fiends of Chaos and the world in the story I have told you are very similar,
aren't they?

I also don't understand it. However, I believe this story will be the key to
some gravely important place someday. In your memories, there is a rift
running through space and time. And the place where the the Four Fiends of
Chaos dwell... In your memories, they are one and the same.

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|Cosmos Report 10 |
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I see. Thank you very much. We shall inherit the recording of your story.

Lukahn, in the end, could we perhaps as you a question? Your prediction...
About the Warriors of Light... Will such people really appear, obtain the
crystals, and save the world from the darkness?

Even though it was I who made the prediction, it is originally told by a
historian. History will see if this prediction comes true. I have a feeling
it came from the world mentioned in the story.

The Warriors of Light will definitely appear.

Then the world will be saved...
No, then the people the world will be freed from this cycle.

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|Chaos Report 01 |
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All things have an origin. Even this world has an origin. It all began with
my desire...

There are two existences that are full of pure, unshakable power. Because
these two forces oppose each other, this world is kept in perfect balance.

Our power was limitless. I decided to evolve our power through our mutual
dispute. But if we battled even once, the world might lose its balance.

Before long, I discovered something of great interest. A knight who was
chained to the prison of time by his hatred born of love, imprisoned by his
karma. Whether the discord called to him, or he called to the discord, I do
not know. However, one thing was certain: he was fated to fight forever.

The endless conflict began here.

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|Chaos Report 02 |
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Harmony and discord are divided within this eternally conflicted piece. But
from the power he has displayed, that fact is trivial. However, this piece is
quite peculiar. Even if he dies in battle, he is ressurected again in the
state he was in right before his death. And he retains all of his memories
before his death, too.

However, there is one condition to his ressurection. Posessing a strong
"something" seems to fulfill this requirement. Whether it is faith, regret,
or fear, it makes no difference. It does not matter whether he is piece on
the side of harmony or discord.

But this time, something went wrong. It appeared when the ressurected piece
was inheriting his memories. The crystals that the goddess created. It was
probably an omen. An omen of this war's unsettling conclusion...

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|Chaos Report 03 |
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We were relentlessly sieged by the destroyer. Amidst the final battle, I
finally found it. And like that, the power of discord was born. I had
discovered a great power created from absorbing the powers of all the
residents of this world. However, this was not a destructive power. In order
for the country that raised this power to manipulate the discord, they
created a method for harmony to control the discord: infusing their memories
into the discord.

Now, I am the same as that country. In order to win this conflict, I must
commit a heinous crime.

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|Chaos Report 04 |
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Once they are born, everyone wishes to leave something behind in the world.

The Goddess of Harmony, Cosmos, left behind the crystals. It would not be
incorrect to call the crystals creations of Cosmos that embody the power of
the goddess and the understanding of people. The crystals originally were not
toolss. They became tools out of necessity. They bestowed power to those who
possessed them, and thus became tools. If this world was also turned into a
tool, the wielder would be able to do anything.

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|Chaos Report 05 |
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I could not fulfill my wish for ultimate discord. I thought that if my wish
were to be fulfilled, I could put an end to this world and the war. However,
something new was being born. A new life, different from any that came
before, began to beat.

I thought that a strong, destructive power was my only path to salvation.
However, I was mistaken.

It all began with hatred. When I obtained the ultimate weapon, I desired
revenge against those who desired power. But power does not guide people.
They taught me that in an endless war, sometimes people guide power. This
seemed to be an absolute truth of this world. I have no regrets. When the
cycle begins anew, it will come under my guidance.

Even though I do not know whether it is for revenge or salvation, I will set
out on yet another journey with that person. As a god that governs this world,
I will see this war to its end.

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|Chaos Report 06 |
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Who am I? My name holds no significance in this world. Everything I love has
been snatched away and I no longer recognize the world around me. The world
has been destroyed twelve times. This is the thirteenth time the world is
being created. The next time, discord will probably win again, so I must use
any and every means at my disposal. Perhaps I hate him for snatching away my
wife. The next time will be the last... This endless conflict only exists so
that the ultimate weapon can be created.

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|Chaos Report 07 |
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I never thoguht anyone would willingly take their own life. Naturally, my
memories have lost their meaning and he is the only proof of what is real
anymore. Even if the flesh were to rot, my spirit shall not die. That
theory is only partially correct. Originally, this world did not have a
defined shape. Thinking that a world with no shape had no use, I took care of
the rest with my own hand. But which is true? Can the spirit exist without
flesh? Can the flesh exist without a spirit? Concepts such as "good" and
"evil" are not determined before birth.

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|Chaos Report 08 |
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A direct interference in our war is unforgivable. I do not have the strength
left to deal with such a thing.

Thus I have signed a contract with a dragon that wanders through time and
space.

When the war of the gods is over, the defeated god will choose a new piece to
take his place and the battle will begin anew.

As compensation, I will lose my body. That is hardly a problem.

The discord has absorbed far too many things. The only way left to save the
world is to purify it by destroying it and recreating it.

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|Chaos Report 09 |
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I have yet to discover th true potential of harmony and chaos in my many
experiments. I think that there are many useless intentions drifting about in
the world. After countless experiments, I finally succeeded. This success is
the realization that in order to create an amazing power, I must correct the
mistakes in the world and seal the rifts in the dimensions. Only someone who
is detached from the war will be able to do this. This person must be a person
who fully comprehends their own existence. When one understands their own
existence, nothing else can shake them. As far as the piece from the
beginning, if he establishes a purpose, he could be the one. Only the gods
know everything that has passed and everything that will be. The only thing I
need is power.

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|Chaos Report 10 |
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Everyone, you will be reborn from your fallen tears. In the beginning,
everything is equally balanced.

And you will definitely understand your path. Like the piece that was
mentioned, everyone has their own, unique path to continue down.

What is it that determines who we truly are? The flesh, the soul, discord,
harmony; which really matters in the end?

This insecurity is what makes this war so interesting.

When the new world is created, which path will it take? As a researcher, I
have quite an interest in this.

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