Unlocked at Character Level 60
In the Borderlands, there exists a legend that when one is in utter despair and ready to give up everything they have, they may request the IPC's help, and if fortune favors them, a moneylender, who never declines any client, will arrive.
"Welcome to the Bonajade Exchange. Who are you? And what do you seek?"
For countless times, she repeated the greeting, awaiting the desires from the entire cosmos to surge toward her.
A beautiful dancer came to her, seeking the possibility of eternal beauty. She took a portion of her lifespan and granted her access to the Intelligentsia Guild. Time and time again, the dancer regained her youthful years, only to return again when age caught up with her. Until one day, she left hiding her face in her hands, never to return.
A soldier from a fallen country pledged all his emotions for the chance of vengeance. Having lost all grief and anger, he transformed into a war machine sowing death. Eventually, he eradicated all his former enemies and was forever trapped in his past, leaving only scorched earth in the aftermath — territories that later fell under the IPC's possession.
A couple from Baviru traded their memories in exchange for absolute wealth. They visited her Bonajade Exchange at different stages of their lives, seeking wealth, fame, and social standing... until they had squandered all of their memories. They lived a content life, only to forget it all in the end.
Rumor circulated that anything could be used as collateral at the Bonajade Exchange, and even those without any possessions would have a chance to gain a new lease of life.
"You call that charity!? Nah, she's an evil witch! A cursed demon who enjoys collecting souls!"
"Never ever talk to her, or you'll end up losing everything..."
"You're talking about Lady Bonajade? No, she's not like that at all! Without her help, my hometown would have been taken over as a colony ages ago."
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She listens to the rumors about her circulating among the stars, but she pays them no mind.
"There is but a thin line between right and wrong, and good and evil."
"Once a desire, however tiny it is, is ignited, more desires will ensue. All that we need to do is to... wait and reap."
She meticulously counted her collections, the remnants of people's burning desires.