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Dreamstone #2 is obtained by returning the Gizmometer to the stranded spacefarers in Xantusia. This particular Dreamstone is about Deugan after the crash of Moric's Battleship.

Note: Character names do not appear while reading dreamstones in-game; they were added by Figverse Wiki for purposes of readability and clarification.

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Deugan
I am a failure. Can't even die properly.
Feels like I have been lying here forever... I don't even know where I am. My eyes won't open. My limbs won't move.
Just lying here. Cold. Soaked. Waiting to die a slow and pointless death.
Pointless? No, I did achieve something... I did. I hope. I hope they're safe.
I hope she's safe...
But no. It's strange... I thought that my last thoughts would be romantic thoughts of her, but I wonder if lust is ever that strong?
Lust...
I barely even knew her. I only long for her due to biological urges. We're probably not even that alike in personality.
She had her eyes on him anyway...
Him... My last thoughts are of him. I mean, we've known each other all our lives.
I was closer to him than anyone... Even if it did sometimes feel like I was talking AT him, like he didn't involve himself or focus like I did... I don't know.
I hated how he always seemed to do better anyway though. That self confidence... HE wasn't full of this self-loathing. Bah.
I try to hide it, but here I am now, all alone in my mind with no external influence to affect my thoughts... Alone with my thoughts.
And here lie my doubts, my pains, hidden away with an air of fake confidence over the years...
I'm such a miserable git... If she knew the real me, she'd hate me. He'd hate me. Everyone would.
Maybe I'm better off dying in the dirt, letting them go on without me?
Yes... They'll be better off...
Without me...
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No... I... I don't know. I'm still alive...
This is a world of wondrous magic! Of Phoenix Downs and all that! I've fallen in battle and got up to fight another day!
This isn't the end! It can't be! I won't LET it be the end!
I'll try to... to... ugh. I can't move at all. My body's all but dead.
Maybe the mind doesn't fade after death? Maybe this IS death? Maybe people in coffins just while away the eons with their lonely thoughts, alert minds...
How dreadful. I'll be driven utterly mad!
Maybe someone will find me? Help me? Maybe...
He roams around. He's an adventurer. He might find me...
But that's... That's not a good thing, is it?
It'd be... just wrong. Anticlimactic. Not right...
A heroic sacrifice can't just lead to a casual reunion moments later... No! No, no, no!
I don't want to ruin his parade. Take his spotlight. Whatever phrase is appropriate...
He should be the hero. I should be remembered as a hero who made the ultimate sacrifice for the good of others... I shouldn't revive and then mess it up!
Yes, ending here would be best... I'll be remembered a hero...
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Hero...
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My mind's going off...
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Bye bye...
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?
...Footsteps?
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