Maybe this is common knowledge amongst the fandom but I was today years old when I learned how rare Xenosaga Episode III is.
Apparently there were only 340,000 copies made *worldwide* and approximately 120,000 of those were distributed in North America. I’ve had mine since 2006 and kept it with the rest of my Xeno collection never thinking anything of it until I saw an article today that covered some of the most rare PS2 games.
It’s selling for anywhere between $250-$300 pre-owned right now.
The game is way too sentimental for me to ever let go of, but my mind is blown.
U-TIC covets everything Lost Jerusalem they can find. That included old books that have gone on lost and forgotten to time. It’s not uncommon to find an old statue, classic paintings, or lost physical copies of books, given Albedo’s little throne is a very pretty but headless statue. I firmly believe that they would keep all this stuff in The Song, because that ship has its own intricate defense systems to stop intruders as well as it being, ya know, The Song. So Albedo, being raised by U-TIC, Margulis, his practically surrogate father, explains his well-roundedness and culture, given his theatrical and poetic performances.
Well, Jr. got all his physical copies of books from U-TIC raids. As is said in the game before 2 and he finds Jin’s bookstore. So I figured, I bet there’s all kinds of books Jr. hasn’t read that are still classics and Albedo, Albedo has read them.
When Albedo has merged with Jr. after 3. I figured it would be a nice thought that some nights when Jr. can’t sleep and Albedo stir’s, Albedo would read him a story. Maybe Atlas Shrugged and The Divine Comedy. Ironically enough, Red Dragon, and maybe To Kill A Mockingbird. I figured the U.R.T.V.’s are designer soldiers, why would you design a soldier with shitty memory? I wouldn’t put it past Yuriev to make it so that they couldn’t memorize a book or two.
It'd been a long day, and it wasn't until after 22:00 that Jr. had a moment to himself. He looked forward to curling up in his big leather chair and reading until his vision went blurry. Maybe something by Stevenson.
When he got to the little corner of the men's cabin that had been sectioned off for his use, Jr. was brought up short. His chair was occupied: MOMO was slouched down, a book of fairytales open and facedown on her chest. She made one of the soft wheezes that were her version of a snore.
Jr. started reaching out to shake her awake, then he thought better of it. There was something endearing about the way she was curled up, a strand of pink hair stuck to her lips. He placed the book back on the shelf, then slipped his jacket off and spread it across her chest and shoulders.
Quietly, Jr. set up a cot, and let the sound of MOMO's breathing lull him to sleep.
I needed to draw the boys as the Crusher "Again" cover bc it fits them too well ghjhgjcfjh. A big challenge for my limited skills, but I am fulfilling my weeb dreams.