Re: Ohhh... Library Battle SIMULATION: Let's Play Library of Ruina
Posted: Fri Oct 18, 2024 9:07 am
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So, they made it past our defenses in the end.
It seems these guests become books the same as the others before them. At this point, it makes the most sense to receive them…
So that we can finish your book, huh. Well then, I'll see who's waiting at my floor and figure out what to do about it afterwards.
Alright team, let's see which of them stayed behind.
Whoever it is, I'm sure we'll handle them.
Hey now, don't tempt fate.
Ah! Down there is… a river that looks like a very large stream containing blueberries and juiced mountain snake berries… An olfactory mixture of mint and clove… would make a stingy scent like this! This stage has a blindingly sparkly rust, a stark contrast from ours! Splendid! I couldn’t ask for a better place to prepare for a grandiose performance. Don’t you think so, Mr. Knife?!
What a noisy guest.
Oh, two yikeses and a half! My heart almost popped out of my eyehole!
Ah, now just one moment! Take a look at this! Ms. Mermaid is lifting her microphone high in excitement~
You’re getting nowhere with your frantic speech, so could you please stick to one topic at a time? And you’d be the guest here if we’re being pedantic.
A clown can’t be in charge of producing his own show, you know? Hahaha! That’s showbiz to you, miss!
I don’t get what’s so funny…
Now, now~ Why don’t we sniff each other’s wrists in a true fashion of clown-to-clown communication ritual? I wore a whiff of peppery scent today!
W—wait! You startled me! It’s rude to stick your face into others without asking… Do you understand?
Nyeh… How cold! People these days are waaay too stuck up! We’re entering a moist era where laughter runs dry! People get so easily upset over tiny things. Sob, sob, woe is me… If a clown can’t be filled with laughter, they’ll flop like a deflated balloon…
Anger is a natural human emotion, though.
Only those who carry some kind of hopes and dreams make such stinky candies~ Expectations for a bar of chocolate, a hamster, objects, the weather, other people… and for themselves. They arbitrarily entertain the expectations and make the candies without even getting a nod from the one they have their hopes on, and won’t even eat their candies themselves!
Because they know that their own candies taste awful.
So iiiiinstead! They put them in the mouths of others. More expectations means more foul-smelling candies~ They hold those balls of stench in their arms, looking to shove them in someone else’s stomach!
Then… How is one supposed to live a life without any expectations?
Did a blade of grass ask for you to have them? Did the gentle sun allow you to have them? Who in the world told you that it’s right to hold expectations? Hahaha! That tingles my mouth almost as much as a celery leaf does! Oh, how hilarious!!! When you don’t hold expectations~ You get to see more eyesores! When you don’t have anger, you get to enjoy zestier and bitterer flavors~ Treat everything like a rolling ball! You cheer for it wherever the sphere decides to go!
Everyone who lives here is a clown! Clowns can’t survive without feeding on each other’s smiles, you see?
…I see your point. You’re right. Holding expectations for someone isn’t always a good thing for them. While I can’t fully agree with your opinions, I admit that there are parts that I can’t completely disregard.
Ohohoh! I just want to make a world full of laughter! One where everybody can laugh without a care!!! Frowny faces are just too scary~
However, to hold expectations is to trust that person. You’re simply running from the fear of failing to meet the expectations of others.
Haha! Hahaha! Am I? Is it a crime to wish for happiness?! Since when was it a bad thing to wish for a world where all people can laugh? Hmph, whatever! I guess we have different kinds of laughters we want to display in our shows as performers!
You’re no different from us folks in that you run a show hoping to make people smile the smile you want to see! Let’s begin the performance to make another clown laugh!!! That’s enough introduction… Shall we begin playing on the tongue now? Hahaha!
Yeah. In your language, we have to fight to protect the stages we stand on.
So it's that clown… and he simply wants to laugh alongside everyone. In that case…
In that case, it's simple: We counter a clown focused on smiles with a jester focused on emptiness.
That strategy would leave every one of you dead on the floor.
Which would make for a fitting climax. It'll work. It has to work.
That's…
I think they have a point. This guy only cares about one emotion. Let's hit him with the whole rest of the spectrum.
And he's trying to avoid expectations, too. So we'll load ours onto you, so you can live up to them.
Alright… Fine. Let's go with your plan, then.


Hm… HmhmHM! Five prodigiously smelly clowns have joined us on the stage, it seems..!
But that licoricey scent simply won't do! Oh no no no, you'll never get anywhere unless you let them steep out in the sunny sunshine!
There's no more time for clouds, dear friends! Let's bring happy smiles to the faces of the entire world!!!






He's expecting a performance out of us, eh?
Yeah… I don't think it's happening.
That's perfect. If fighting between magical girls is a dialogue… in this case, not performing would be the best way to make our point.
I'll admit that the Jester was related… but do you really expect me to believe that every clown follows those same rules?
Yes. Because they do.
So clowns are magical girls, now… Fine. Whatever. It doesn't change anything either way.
Now then, my fellow clowns, it's time for the most peppery-splodey performance of any lifetime!!! Don't volunteer all at once now, or you may make my lungs burst with laughter~!!
You'll do nicely! Lace your most stunning sneakers, and try this out!
You want me to jump through the rings..?
Ah-ah-ah, I'm no chowder-brain!! That would be an expectation, you'll do whatever you'll do, won't you~?
Oh, good… because I can't jump worth anything.
Hahahahahaaaa!!
Ghh.. They hit pretty hard, but I feel like we could have taken them if we fought normally.
It's not about winning or losing, here: It's about making sure to send the right thematic message.
To be clear: it is about winning.
Well… Fine! We'll do both! We can do both.
That blueberry-smelling fellow of yours has the right of it! It's all about the performance, don't you know? The minute-by-minute existence in search of the grandest stage of all!
There's more to life than living hand-to-mouth. Or foot to stage, as you'd put it.
Such a sickly lemony smell from you! Making sour candies and firing them like warheads, don't you know there's a reason no one buys those cookies?!
…Well, at least it'll be easy to call on this power.
Oh my, what's that my dear Ms. Mermaid? 
I agree! It's far too languorous in here~ I'm so happy to see that it's driven you to sing your very best!
I think the fish is about to do something.
Just look out for it, whatever it's doing.




Your windpipes are blazing hot now, Ms. Mermaid? Then perform to your heart's content! Hahahahaha, and I'll find a lovely accompanist! 
Geez… Is everyone else okay?
I'm fine, I'm fine!
I'm still standing. Ears are ringing, but… it's fine.
It'll take a lot more than that to take us down, ma'am!
You. You'll do! Get over here, it's time to perform! That mossy smell of yours will complement Ms. Mermaid's voice perfectly!
Um… what? But…
Don't let the daisies grow from your ears, boy! It's time for a performance!!
What's he doing?
It's some kind of limited mental manipulation ability. 
Such mealy-mouthed meandering minds always follow after speaking of 'expectations.' 
The stage stretches out before us like a grand stream of excitement! Keep your brains to the current, or they'll be on the floor!
You're really starting to get on my nerves.
Everyone's so upset when no one wants to eat their disgusting candies. Simply breathe, the smell will permeate in either case!
…We're running behind. What's the deal?
It looks like Boksi didn't get a chance to generate any more emotions. And now he's…
Performing. I'm performing. Just like every day, I'm doing my part and doing it well!
Well, you see it.
I think I might hate this guy.
That could be the Abnormality's power talking.
No, it really isn't.


So what's the plan?
You guys just keep throwing yourselves at Oswald and his buddies. I'll handle Boksi.
The flowers are growing… Their hope sings eternal. Bow before the prowess of a nestborn!
The sooner the better.
Why… are the knives… so big..?!
Well this is… disappointing.
There you go again! Breathing in your own misery and breathing out that depressing miasma, doesn't it get boring~?
Add some spice to your life!

Boss, I'll have to ask you to stand down. I can see things clearly now.
Can you? Or do you just think you can?
Don't try and talk me out of things!
Fine. Your funeral.
Oof..! You could hold back a little!
Would you?




Hey, Miss Tiphereth?
What.
I know we're two Abnormality powers into things, so it might be a little late, but… Since you're doing a super powerup…
I'm not doing any catch phrases, Chinely.
But… It's like, a rule, you know?
"When magical girls have a true battle, it's as much a conversation as it is a fight." You said it, right? 
You remembered..?
I'm drawing on their power. It seemed handy to keep in mind.
Listening to such rabble… this is why you're no longer worthy to lead.
Don't interrupt!
Gh-!
Anyways, I thought about it, and this guy's all about performances. So: I'm not doing any of it. I'm going to do my job, and leave it at that.
Such dedication to your performance! A tragic clown, with tears on her makeup~ But don't you understand the very most basic of the basics?! An object is thrown by a First!
And it strikes a Thirteenth! 
What did I even do?!
Subverting expectations is child's play for any great performer!! Of course, this too only holds sway because you have any at all~ A proper showstopper could deflect such a ball with the stems of their wrists!
Uhghhh… Oh. I'm still alive. Great. 
We're all still alive. Boksi, are you done being stupid?
…Um. Yes. Very done. My head hurts…
Deal with it. I'm only missing the Servant, so the next one is going to make life hard.


Such a delightful aria, Ms. Mermaid~ Your beautiful pipes never fail to bring a smile to my face! Now, who shall accompany us this time… Who do you think, Ms. Mermaid?
Hmmhmm! I hear you, yes, they'll be a fine fellow to accompany us for a bar or two. Just long enough for the poinsettias to sprout from their hair!
Wha-?
If you would! That blueberry scent of yours wants nothing more than to perform, so let me give you a chance to live as you truly like!
Oh… hell..!
We should be able to fix him with the power of friendship…
No such thing exists. You could bludgeon him until he returns to his senses.
White damage, then.
Destroying the hopes and dreams of magnificent beings who want only to perform and bring smiles to everyone… Such thorny vines have wrapped around your heart! Doesn't the friendly sun shine on all equally? 
It's true… The vines… I've let them go, and now I can see the truth!
The truth?! All you're seeing are the lies of the masked clown!
Don't try and stop me, Omni… I feel so light. It's the first time I've felt this happy during battle!
Boss, we might be in trouble.
Yeah, I recognize the line. It should be fine, he's using it wrong.
Wait, you do?!
Don't ask questions!!
Anyways, Tylana's already dead-
Sorry boss.
-because she's overachieving as usual, so it's down to the rest of you to get killed asap.
Oh… or not? 
Your stupid knives aren't going to hit me.

This bookish stage is really such a bother, you know? People are led to their moments of purest excitement, and they contort into parchment instead of blooming for the audience!
We don't even have an audience in the first place!
But still, the actors must play their parts.
Because the audience expects them to?
Hardly! Because that is who we are! Every one of us is merely twirling on someone else's stage!
The stage may not be mine, but we're ultimately here because its owner expects something from us.
But since you're just living in a world where only happiness is allowed… I'll serve as a reminder of the other emotions, now.

Clowns… Even after I'm finally done dealing with those honking bastards, here we are. Back again. Dealing with clowns.
Let me TELL YOU how absolutely SICK AND TIRED I am of CLOWNS!!
While the boss is addled, I guess we'll have to take care of things, huh..?
The way I see it, you could be over here.
That's not happening.
No matter WHERE the stinking things show up, it's the same mess! Honking! Running all over the place! Murdering clerks and MESSING WITH THINGS! And if not that, then they roll all over the damn place and FLATTEN PEOPLE!!
And now, just when the clowns are gone forever, there's this masked WEIRDO who's on my floor, talking nonsense and STEALING MY LIBRARIANS!
You're trying to kill us all, though, aren't you?!
AND IF YOU WERE BETTER AT YOUR DAMN JOB, YOU'D BE DEAD BY NOW!!!
I've taken advantage of the opportunity, ma'am. The enemy's stunned!
In that case, I'll dispense right and proper justice! An eye for an eye…
Ah, dammit..!
And a Stagger for a Stagger!
Chinely… This isn't what you should be doing!
Poppycock!!
What every single one of us should be doing is whatever we were up to before some stinky fellow came along and told us we need to earn our place!

YOU ARE A CLOWN WHO SNIFFS WRISTS TO SAY HI! YOU DON'T GET AN OPINION!!
My my, you've gone from a nasty-smelling licorice to something soured and truly foul! This is what happens when you leave chowderheads unattended in the sun! They go off, I tell you!
She's doing this to beat y-

NO TALKING!!
Geh-! Yes'm!
Uuugh… what the hell did I-
You had ONE JOB, Chinely. Just the ONE. Don't get brainwashed. HOW HARD IS THAT?!
Uh… too hard, ma'am?!
THAT'S IT, I'M DOING THIS MYSELF!!
Wasn't that always the plan..?
RRRRRGH!!!
My my! Such a dedicated group of performers. I think, yes, I know that I feel like showing the audience something truly grand and exciting!! EVERYONE! ALL TOGETHER! LET'S BRING A SMILE TO THESE TRAGIC CLOWNS!!

Now then, all together! Let's march towards the fields of smiles, flowers blooming with every merry step we make!!
I'M GOING TO SMASH EVERY DAFFODIL YOU PLANT, CLOWN!!!
Oh never daffodils! Never even once daffodils! Those are for sprouting from the neck, you know?!
JUST DIE ALREADY!!!
It's time for the climax at last, ladies and gentlemen! As we one and all know it's the very best part, sure to bring a smile to everyone's faces! 
BUT IT'S NOT FOR YOU GAWKERS FROM OUTSIDE!!!
Pardon?
Can you smell that lemony scent?! Can you feel the wind blowing through the sky?! Can you paint with your blood and tears upon the stage until you've reached the ultimate performance?! Come on now… let's see what you can do~!
ALL TOGETHER! ALL AS ONE! MY MANY MERRY LAUGHTER LOVING FRIENDS!!!
And now, take a bow~ For all your hard work~!
I hate you with all of my hate.
Our magnificent climax has come to an end, dear viewers! As for what's left… "falling action," it was called. Such a literary story, perfect for a library such as this!
Gh… Are you trying to make me jump?! The hell am I doing that!
Oh, of course not, miss clown~ I'm just performing, and come whatever you give me, I'll simply laugh!
Even as Ms. Mermaid ends the performance of another of your dedicated friends! Ah, it's such a shame, such a shame that your head is filled with fluffy meat product!
There's more to life than simply being happy, you know?! It's the bad times that make the good!
Is that so…? Is it true..?
IT IS NOT!! All those feelings you're stewing in your brain all come from something being dumped in the pot! You've got rancid veggies stewing with your candies and making you all angry or sad or hateful or greedy! But if those expectations are all withheld, then what's left once those disgusting smells are washed away?
A deliciously spicy scent of happiness! The one emotion you can feel without a reason!
Gh-but that's not…
…You've got it wrong, clown.
Oh my! How threatening~!

Hate… Despair… Greed… Wrath… The emotion I was seeking was beyond them. None of them are really your opposite at all. But now, just now, I can finally grasp it.
The opposite of a clown of happiness isn't a magical girl of anything.
It's the Jester of Nihil.
My my… it seems my nose is runny all of a sudden.
Yes… I'd imagine it's hard to smell now, isn't it?
Don't worry, my dear performers! She's just a poor Staggered Susan, talking all high and mighty while that same terrible stink seeps out of her!
Then kill me, if you can.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
…I'll keep this short. I don't think we're needed on the stage any longer.



Are you done?
The climax has already ended, my fellow clown! There's no more room on the stage for us to one up one another endlessly!
I agree. What was it you said? After the climax is the falling action?
So this is the part where you fall.
HAHAHAHAHAA!!! An encore, then, is it? Very well!
Hey, boss. I'm betraying you again, by the way.
You think it's more "anime" if you try to betray me and fall dramatically, right?
Eheh… Something like that.
Our merry troupe accepts all comers, regardless of their reasons!!
That's fine.
I don't know how to aim these things, anyways.
My one regret… is that I'll miss the best part..!
One down. Four to go.
I'll try this one next.
Such a hurried existence… You should really savor the moment more, you know?!
Meh.
I don't feel like it.
I still can't say you're completely wrong... But all of them have trusted me to defeat you. Boksi, Tylana, Omni… Even Chinely.
Not right now I haven't!
Quiet, Chinely.
Those expectations keep me moving. Even when I don't feel anything anymore. Even when I don't want to feel things. Those candies, even if you call them disgusting, keep you going long after smiles have left you.
MS. MERMAID! MR. KNIFE!! HOW COULD YOU SLAY INNOCENT BEINGS WHO WISH ONLY FOR LAUGHTER?!!
They were in my way. How could I not?
Ah… how sad! You've simply forgotten what it is to smile!!! A funny little fellow, falling off the path of the clown. Come, have a whiff of this!
I don't want any.
Looks like… that's it for me, too…
It's finally just us. The argument in its purest form. You, who wants to perform to make another smile. Me, who has nothing left inside to smile with.
So go on. Make me laugh.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! All we've ever wanted was to bring smiles to others! You're ruining it with that oppressive air you're forcing in here!!
Huh. I thought you were supposed to deflate.
Just because you've let the air out of my tires doesn't mean… it doesn't mean that you can… You can't..!
Oh. Finally run out of lines?
I guess that's that, then.

I don't feel sad… But I can't even feel proud right now, either. This Abnormality…
You've done your job. Clean up as you can.
Right.

Uugh.
Of course we did! Good work, you guys.
You were so cool. It was like all the feelings drained out of your whole being!
Seriously 10/10 stuff, boss.
It's all good as long as you two had fun, huh..?
And as long as we win, which is what matters the most, right?
Yeah… guess so.
With that done, there should be a moment to—
Hey, director! We got a problem!
A problem? What's going on?
Haah… what's going on indeed? Don't tell me your famous leader isn't even here.
This junkyard bitch got here before Gebura did.
Bold words for a bloodstain.
Why don't you play fetch somewhere else before I have you spayed?
…I understand the gist of it. Gebura?
I'm working on it! There's too damn many of these stairs, and my leg's still busted up.
…It seems she'll be a little longer.
Whatever. I'm not waiting around for some former legend who can't be assed to show for the main event.
Permission to engage?
Do it.
HELL YEAH!


So a bunch of hangers-on want to take me on? Do you really think you can beat me?
This is a good opportunity to test some of our ideas.
Right. I'll paint the target, and you guys can follow up after.
And that guy left us a new form… I'll give it a shot.
Then I'll do damage.
If the four of you can hold out for long enough, Gebura should become available to assist you. That would be the—
Screw that! Let's just beat the piss out of 'er and move on!
I suppose I wouldn't complain if you accomplished it.
Someone's gettin' ahead of herself…
A group of weaklings're still weaklings, after all.



Alright, punks. If you're not going to get out of my way, I'll beat you into the ground until you figure your places out.
Just remember: you asked for this.
Finally… some good grass.
Let's see. A retired grunt…
The hell are you doing?!

A hotheaded streetrat…
The streetrat's leash…
Smoke's up!
N' I don't even know what the hell you're doing here.
I look good in red.
Hah! The hell kind of stupid reason is that?
Well, whatever. None of you have what it takes to be truly powerful. That means you have two options: toady up to someone stronger'n you, or die.


And let me guess… you're not accepting toadies?
Real mouth on you, huh?
Our job's always been to stare down the things that go bump in the night and cut them clean in two. You'll have to try harder if you want to intimidate us.
Yeah, I get you. Talk's cheap.
Agreed. Resuming suppression.
We're sure to find an opening if we keep pressuring her.
"Find" an opening? Really?
I ain't showin' you people shit. If you want an opening you'll have to make one.
If the enemy shuts a door, kick it off the hinges. Sounds great to me.
Tenebrais, that's illegal.
Only if they can catch you!

…Hm.
Is the abnormality giving you trouble?
………Blood makes the grass grow.
Then we should spill a lot of it.

I see… so it's another trick, then. That music from the purple one, baldie zippin' around like a fly, this smoke… you guys sure have a lot of tricks.
Shame not a single one of 'em matters against me.
You know we practice against someone who makes you look like a puppy, right?
And how many times didja' win?

Yeah, that's what I thought.
Even so… we're going to stop you here!
Cuz I'm 'weaker,' right?
Because you only have power. 
You idealistic types are a pain in the ass, y'know that?
Fine. I'll make the difference between us clear.



She's leaving way too many openings… you guys know this is going to be bad, right?
Way I see it, she's begging us to put her down. That's what happens when you get too rabid.
Doesn't matter. Path's the same either way.
It's too late to do anything about it now, at any rate…
We press on.
That speedy guy's one thing… but the rest of you trash can only get attacks through cuz there's so many of you.
Geh..!
"You may call us trash, but enough trash can crush anyone~!"
You were gonna' say something like that, right?
Unfortunately for you weaklings, I know how to take out the damn trash.



Huh… you idiots are all still alive? Well, doesn't look like it'll be for much longer, though.
Don't be coy. You're on your last legs, too.
Oh, really? Then I guess this'll be decided here and now.
Then I'll graze.
That damn speed..!
And my raw POWER!
Hey… if this is so over, why doesn't this feel like it's over?
Because it isn't. It's about time you stopped holding back, isn't it?
Couldn't agree more.
You four almost qualified as a warm-up… but I got shit to do, so I'm gonna' need you to die now.
I'm going all out with the music, you guys. Take her down as fast as you can.
Don't gotta' tell me twice.
She's deploying her speed technique.
Crushed.
Tch. Talking like you're all some kind of hot shit…
Our combination attacks are really something special, you know.
Ehh, I wouldn't go that far.
Music's catchy as hell, but if you crush that it all falls apart.
Dammit..!
Now, let's make clear who the stronger of us is. Shall we?
Affirmative.
Alright, siddown ya' punk.
…Regrouping.
And you. I ain't too keen on you stealing my comrade's smoke. That stuff's powerful, n' here you are without a clue how to use it.
I know just what I'm doing..!
Yeah, says you.

If the smoke's no good, how about some fire!
…Hah? Fire, you say? 
I've been sittin' in this damn heat, in a suit, and you're still using fire. Dumbass.
And it's working. You're pretty bloodied up, you know?
Only cuz I got you dummies all over me. 
Well then, here's a little more!
That's three down…
Time to clean up here. You guys sure took a little longer to die'n I expected, I'll give you that… but this is a world where the strong get control over everything.
Alright… guess it all comes down to one last trump card.

Credentia, the odds of this plan succeeding are—
I know… But it's the only chance we've got.
If you're relyin' on somethin' like odds, you're prolly already gonna lose.
Though I like the new hallway. 
Enough talkin'. Time to get to work.
That's one down…
Nice outfit.
It's called E.G.O.

…Huh.
Cool story.
That's the second one…
I can't… go on any more…
Ahh, quit yer bellyachin'. You're dyin' covered in that red ya' love wearin' so much.
N' that leaves you.
I'll kick your ass twice as hard on the runback.
Hah!! 
I don't do rematches, ya' brat.
So in the end, we weren't quite a match…
I told ya'. The strong are the ones who make the rules. You can beg for your life if you want…
…but I ain't in a listenin' mood.
I don't even get any last words?
There a part of "ain't in a listenin' mood" that was unclear, missy?
No. I suppose not.
Good. Now get out of my…
Well, hell. It's about time.
Not a bad job, Credentia. I'll take it from here.
But, your leg…
The second I showed up for a reception, the Library took care of it.
…Alright. We'll leave it to you.
Yeah. You'll get 'em next time.

You should get your nose checked, then. One is a slaughter-crazed wolf, and the other is a hunter tracking it down.
You got a ragtag band of dummies to fight me, eh…? Do I look like a joke to you or what. Still, the highlight of the match is the woman who was once called the Red Mist… This oughta be fun.
Everyone I meet keeps bringing up that title. Aren’t you tired of putting me on a pedestal at this point?
No way, hun. People’ll be shocked to learn that the great legend is doing menial labor in a place like this. How’s your inhuman strength doing these days? I only heard stories ‘bout it, so I’ve been itching to see it in action…
Is strength the only thing you value?
Yup. No reason not to bow down to folks who’re stronger than you.
What do you think people who lack such strength should do, then?
The weak—they gotta find ways to survive on their own. You obey the strong, or you get killed by ‘em… Either or. Someone will keep you safe if you serve ‘em like a good little pup.
There won’t be an end to a struggle fought with physical strength. It’ll be a constant series of gory battles… Even the victor can’t be at ease in such a world. Those who act in their own interests can lose everything by the same means at anytime. Is it really right to possess strength if it’s only used to take from others?
Ehey, why see that as stealing, gal?
Adapt or die. If you can’t, you either become food or fall behind until you’re wiped out. The so-called apex predators are the creatures best fit to survive in this ecosystem, ain’t that the truth? That’s how humans have always lived, so why make a big fuss about it now?
Strength is the most honest and clear way to express yourself. I prove that I’m stronger than you, and that’s it. No tricks or lies involved. I want a world where power means everything. And that’s why I’m helping mister orchestrator.
Oh, I guess you’ve got your own reasons and causes to bring up as well. For the sake of others, making the world peaceful, or whatevs… Not like I wanna hear ‘em. You prolly looked at all the people hopelessly dying n’ wanted to do something for ‘em out of pity or anxiety, but the truth is, the City folks were doing fine without ya.
You didn’t seriously expect everyone in the City to gladly take the gift you forcibly handed to ‘em and hear thanks, didja? And look at you now, ruining the daily lives of innocent people to resume your plan…
It’s true, we can’t glorify what we’ve done as deeds for the people, I know that. I’m not entirely proud of our actions. That’s what I’ve been ruminating on. I suppose it’s not something you need to know, though.
Yup. Both you and I are doing this for our own satisfaction n’ desires. And that’s about it. Claiming to stand for a higher cause is just an excuse.
We both have things we have to protect or take.
If you got it, let’s get this started.
Yeah. I should pay you back double for what you did to my crew.
Says the punk who stabbed Elena right through the head.
She got better, didn't she?
And yours won't?
Well… once we're done here.



Mmm… Okay. I think I get it.
Do ya', now?
I was fighting you all for a while back on those stairs, you know. Had plenty of time to see the way you carry yourselves.
I saw plenty of you, too.
Guess you did.


Well, now that we're properly fightin'… seems like ya' finally stopped holding back.
My team was doing their best, so I was loaning them this power before.
Sounds like a dumbass way t'live. Me, I just hang with the strong.
Yeah, that sounds like something you'd say.


Ya' know, they say something about legends bein' overblown… and I kinda' get it now.
You hit hard, but not much harder'n any other idjit around here. You were a legend back in th'day, sure…
But that's only compared t' threats from back in the day, ain't it?

Time's marchin' forward. Shit that was impressive ain't worth much not two weeks later. Even wings fall.
As I'm sure you prolly know.
That stance… Gebura, she's going to use her strongest technique.
That so?
I'll meet it on head-on, then. Might as well see what the fuss is all about, eh?
Keheh… Yeah. Let's see what'chr best looks like.
Time to take out the trash!
Couldn't agree more.

So you do have some bite left in ya'.

You know, it's a little bit annoying. Angela wasn't able to create a book that would match my old power.
Yer makin' excuses now? Psh, and after all that shit you talked… But even I can see you're bleeding out as fast as me.
Guess we'll see who has more blood in us, won't we?
Ah, that's not why I brought it up, you know.
Just thought you'd like to know why it's taken so long to really get running.
So you were still holdin' out on me, eh?!
Like I said… it's not that I was holding out on you. I "couldn't."
It takes a while to get back into it… But here you go. A blade that leaves a bloody mist behind.
Armor that is worn not to defend, but to attack.
And an iron will, tempered enough to act knowing full well your own weakness.
Hey, do you know why that Red Mist was undefeatable, back in the day?
It's obvious, ain't it? She was strong enough to crush anyone. That's survival of the fittest.
So you don't understand it at all.
It's not the strong who survive. It's the survivors who are strong.
Cleaving through countless opponents, and using their wounds to cure my own injuries. That's the true Red Mist you've been hoping to fight.

Goddamn… You still don't hit any harder. But it doesn't matter how much I break you down…
You just recover it in an instant, rippin' and tearin' away all the while.
A real pain in the ass to fight, aren't I?
Definitely.
Guess this is as far as I go, huh. Damn.
You're calmer than I expected.
Well, y'know how it is. When two great strengths clash, one'll win and one will lose.
You were just stronger this time. Can't bitch about that!
I guess not.
Enemy's down. You should switch over to Chesed now. I know that fop's going to need an eye on him.
Indeed… the upper layer has not yet been breached, so we may see a minor reprieve once they've been dealt with.
Finally. These guys are a pain in the ass.

Credentia… didja' finish her off?
No such luck. Gebura showed up, and then I was out like a light.
Another sortie?
I took care of her. Though… your plan wasn't a bad one, but you forgot something important.
That we're weak?
Don't be dense. You forgot that in a battle of equals, everyone comes out with a bloody nose. Your endurance wasn't where you needed it to be.
Dammit… And after we put in all that work.
Training is ultimately a series of setbacks that show you the path forward. Get up. We're doing laps around the floor 'til you all collapse.
Affirmative.
Ma'am!
With this, we're a little over halfway through with them. Only four remain…
Yeah. Just four left, and it'll all be over. Those bastards will get what they deserve.
Roland…
What is it you need?
Begin to prepare. I am fairly certain you will be facing Argalia directly.
Of course. We wouldn't have it any other way.



Chesed, status report.
It's been quiet here so far… The enemy we're to defeat seems to be traveling with gear, so it's taking him a few moments..
A few others came by earlier, but… I didn't like our odds, so I let them go.
And they let you?
We figured that, since there's three floors above us, it'd be fine if we let the first three pass.
In that case, I'll have to let Hokma and Binah know their services will be needed again.
I'm willing to bet they already saw that far ahead~
And as for you, are your preparations complete?
Of course~


The landing at last. With Tanya taking the last one, I suppose this area will fall to me. How… fortunate.
Hello there~ As much as I’d like to treat you to a cup of coffee, the circumstances say otherwise… What a shame~
I don’t believe said circumstances are relaxed enough for such jokes, either… You’re being quite tender. Do you always tend to be that soft?
If we can’t avoid facing each other, there’s no need to make it more tense than necessary, now is there? Though I do often hear that I’m carefree~
Don’t make me laugh. Is that supposed to be a humble brag?
…
Would you like me to introduce her?
No need~ I’ve got the gist of what’s going on.
…This puppet was made after that person, wasn’t it~?
It’s a gorgeous piece of work, if I do say so myself. I’d even dare say that it’s my magnum opus.
In terms of appearance?
Even if a puppet were as beautiful as a master’s sculpture, I wouldn’t love its look in itself. They’re neither disgusting… nor attractive to me. They simply are. I have no particular feelings about how they look.
What do you make your puppets for, then?
The thoughts and emotions I hold when I craft them… A resentment towards the City for driving me to this desperation, and a blind anger for the rich. A glimpse of hope that I can bring back my precious son whose life they took. Bitterness, and… a yearning for vengeance toward Roland, the man who rid me of that hope and pushed me to despair.
I wrap the emotions I couldn’t outwardly express in a human string and shape them. I take out the useless chunks of meat… and fill their insides with the emotional baggage I’m carrying. I can breathe easy after I indulge in my craft… That’s when I feel alive at last.
Do you see how dear the puppets are to me now?
Stuffing your emotions in them, huh…
I don’t understand it, but I won’t bother giving my thoughts on it~ I’m still not very happy about what you did to Roland, though.
You said he burned down your whole lab, yeah?
Yes. My son was lost in that fire, not a piece of him left to salvage. …Are you trying to express sympathy for me?
Nah~ We aren’t close enough to worry for each other.
I was just curious~ I wanted to know if vengeance was your only goal in coming here.
Although we have minor differences, all the members of our ensemble strive to reach the same place. Vengeance pointed at Roland was only an intersection we happened to come across on our way to it. It was never at the center of my motive. Well, thanks to him, I won’t have any regrets making my way through.
It’s tragic that we all have our own little stories, isn’t it? We can’t be free of guilt no matter what we do.
That’s precisely why one has to focus solely on what they want to do.
I too wish for a world in which individuals are free to express the flavors they want to exude~ But, is that freedom really the kind that frees one from all responsibility of what they do?
There’s a limitless range of dreams individuals want to bring out. And you must know that the possibility of pursuing your own freedom while you consider everyone else is nothing short of a myth. If one were to take into consideration the width of the potential each person has…
…Never mind, that’s for you to think about. After all, that’s not the kind of world I want to see. I’m not here for a leisurely debate, so let’s get to business now.
Yeah~ That is a good point.
Well then, fellows. As usual… let’s receive our guests.
Thought you'd never give the word. Puppets like these were what woke us up, you know.
I gotta' admit, I wondered how strong these things really were…
Yesod made it look pretty easy!
Then why is my hair going off..?
…Quite a varied bunch you have there.
Yes, they're all quite lively, aren't they~?










Now… it's nothing personal, but I need you to get out of our way.
I'm afraid I must return the sentiment, dear guest~
Don't be silly, this guy isn't a guest at all. He's just an intruder.
There's no need to be pleasant with any of them.
Make sure to look out for the one with hair, though… It's definitely not like the others!
No, she wouldn't be… But it's fine. That thing isn't nearly as agile or powerful as the real deal.
So you're watching as well? But don't you have something to get ready for~?
That doesn't matter. I can't be there for it myself, but I want to watch this bastard die.
That's good… Until you can feel even a fraction of my pain, I want you to suffer.
Until your heart is lost to endless sorrow.
I hope it hurts, you son of a bitch.
We shall see.


Huh… my hair's going a little harder than it was before.
There's a little red thing on you now. Maybe it's a target?
Just try not to get hit too much, you'll be fine.
Yeah, I'll do my best.
Don't like the way they're all coordinated all of a sudden.
That's the strings. The more he takes direct control, the better their movements will get. If we cut them… it should get easier.
Then leave it to me. I'll snap as many as I can!
I'd prefer you did no such thing.
They're my splendid creations, after all.
I wouldn't call them 'splendid' so easily. They're just the ones that stayed with you this far. Pretty sure we've already been the death of a dozen or so of these things so far.
They served their purpose… and those First Class bastards aren't alive anymore. We all got what we wanted out of it.
These ones are a cut above those, though.
Gah!
Oh..! Good hit! You knocked him right for a loop!
Should you really be rooting for them, Kit?
I play every side, you know!
That won't stop them from killing you.
Oh, we'll see about that!

Seems like they're all focusing on me, now.
What, are you worried?
Nah. Just means they know who the captain is.

A brilliant blaze, to be sure… but flesh doesn't burn well.
Hell!
Don't worry about it. Just dodge out of the way and you'll be fine!
Yeah, turns out that ain't so easy!
I can only focus on so much in a fight like this… and—
It turns out tanking hits is more important?
Cram it, Tweeds.
Don't worry, I've got your back either way.
The two of you are finally getting along, after all this time~
Don't get carried away now, boss. Soon as this fight's over, we'll be right back to arguing.
That could just mean you're close friends as well~
Like you and Gebura, eh?
…Something like that~

Since slashing's working so well, I'll use the good stuff.
Then I'll have to do the same.
My magnum opus at her very best.
Rot in hell, you twisted ass.
No, thank you.


Ah, man… she looked up. At least I got the fast one.
Don't let it get to you. I would've looked up too.
This weighty puppet only needs a little push now.
So you figured out how to deal with fire being bad on flesh?
Yep: Burn hotter.
Once you two are done, I wouldn't mind someone covering me here. This particular puppet is a bit troublesome~
I'll be right-
MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
I've gummed her up with the good smokes! And now I'll help myself to that captain role, thank you!
It wasn't up for grabs, Kitten!
Then why am I over here staggering these giant puppets?!
…You like contributing?
Muahahahaha! Hilarious. 
Hey, guys, if you have a second..?
Ahh, looks like you didn't knock the right one for a loop.
Infuriating, isn't it?
For me, maybe!
Well, now that we've stunned three of the Puppets… Maybe I can get some shots in on that puppeteer.
I wouldn't count on it, lass. Even if they cannot move… I can still move them.
We've finally gotten some breathing room… let's take advantage of it.
I wouldn't be so sure about that~
Me either. Something feels off.
You're more perceptive than you seem. Yes, it's important to let the strings loosen…
Before they tighten around your neck.
Okay, so here's the plan: Take out that crazy puppet now, and then while she's reeling we'll take advantage of it to finish off the puppetmaster.
You sure? You're looking pretty rough.
I just won't get hit. It's fine.
Just a little tug…
That's all for his attack. It's time to press the offensive, everyone~
And that means it's my turn!
Dammit… I miscalculated.
Looks like I'm sitting the rest of the fight out…
Darn it, Sweet Pea..!
It's fine. Kitten, I'm putting you in charge.
Finally! The respect I deserve!
We're not following that order.
Says you! I'll have you know I have a brilliant idea!
Does it happen to involve a fish?
It might just!
No.
But I've staggered that troublesome Puppet. It's the best time for a good plan.

Fine, I'll play along. But only because we're in a bit of a bind here.
You recognize your position… Good. Then I'll spare you the explanation.

Nobody asked you for an explanation anyways! There's five of you, and four of us, so the obvious solution is to do the obvious solution!
Okay, I'll bite: What's the obvious solution?
We do what any good boss fight does when we're angry at the player for cheating, of course!


We spam massive all-target attacks.
Is that really even a 'strategy?'
It's certainly got the shape of one, at least~
Hey… why's this thing on my wrist blinking?
Hey puppeteer! You wanted to be free, right? Well you know what happens when you push it too far and the GM gets sick of your shit?!
This isn't a game, brat.
Bzzt! WRONG!! I'm sorry, the answer we were looking for is…

ROCKS FALL, EVERYONE DIES!!! Muahahahahahahaaaaaa!!!
I'll make sure we all still have options after this is over~
Thanks, boss.
Well? Well?! How's that for captaining?!
You're just gloating about what happened after you made that undead army.
And it was useful.
Oh… I think I got it. Push the wrist, this thing comes out…
And then blow it on them to recover. Nice.
Geh..!
You still alive?
Yeah! We didn't get all of them, though.
It'll be fine. That quick-moving one is less of a threat than even the original model~
And with the puppets on the backfoot, that finally opens you up to attack.
Hmph… As long as they exist, I'll be protected.
Protected, but not invincible~ That gunk from Twee's sword sinks into you same as anything else~
Scratches like this aren't anything to cry over.
True enough… But I think we've finally finished cutting the strings on one of your toys~
So, how was it?! Brilliant, I know.
It was a good start, but we're not out of the woods yet.
Right! So after I survived the first set of rocks, what'd you do?
Ah.

I'm going to hide for a minute. Don't worry about me.
I wouldn't. A trick like that almost definitely won't work.
Seyser, she's still targeting you.
Son of a… How's she still see me?
She's… Well, that thing's a cheap copy of someone who wouldn't be fooled by something so simple.
Truly a masterwork, isn't she?
Shut the fuck up.
Hey boss, I need a second to recover before I can launch another of those swords.
I'd say we all need a moment to recover, don't we~?
Don't you worry, I'll take care of it. I've always wanted to be the one making the rocks fall.
Hold on a moment! I've got a vital proposition.
…
Thank you for waiting. Now, as you'll notice, I'm in a top hat.
…And?
That means I am clearly in the employ of this fine dice-and-card based establishment. And because of that, this means that you, sir, are the challenger. And you know what happens if you spend too long challenging a gambling den, don't you?
…
My dear masterwork. Kill them.
That may be difficult, sir! For you see:
Eventually, the house always wins!
Oh, you got one. Nice work~
Let's not miss the chance, Twee~
Ye…yeah. Let's do that.
I can see you're awed by another work of my linguistic mastery!
First the fish and now this… You know what, at least we're on the same side this time. Hey Seyser! You still alive back there?!
Somehow… I'm surviving…
Perfect. Just leave the rest of this to us!
That damned goo again… This tugging, leading me to places I don't want to go.
Yes, that's called a 'railroad.' Twee's very good at them.
Hey!
Only something that can move within the cracks of that reality could ever properly disrupt it, and that's really your problem: Ultimately, you're too straight laced!
Ghh… No, my creations are certainly more than a match for you.
Muahahahahaha! Then let's see how useful they really are!
Well… we certainly took the long way to get here, but I think we've arrived at the end of the fight. Good work, everyone~
Yeah. Let's finish it.
Defend me, puppets… Once I can move again—
You don't understand.
We're finishing it.

There's those strings cut… and one of the other Puppets handled, too.
Then finish this damned fight so I don't have to look at that thing anymore!
As you wish, Roland~
Feel better now~?
…I'm going to sharpen my swords.
Right. We'll clean up here~
No need. It's already done!
Phew… finally over. I feel like I got carried to the finish line.
Oh, you did. Absolutely.
I'd say he gave us all plenty of energy to keep going, though~?
Then it's a good thing I'm the captain today!
Captains can't overrule Chesed, he's the boss.
Says who?!

Uugh… Underestimated their speed. Won't happen again.
I don't think it can happen again. This feels like the last time.
And all under my leadership. Splendid!
You're not the…
I said he was the Captain, so he was.
Still am!
Uh… boss, can you just name someone the captain already so we can resolve all of this?
I could… but you all look like captains to me~
Aww… that's sweet.
No, that's dodging.
I'd have thought you'd approve of that sort of thing~
It's taken a while, but we're finally almost done with these invaders. Only three remain… Three more encounters… then at last, my book will be complete.
And then…
…I suppose we shall see. For now, I need to support Binah. She lacks the personnel to properly receive anyone.



Ah… I guess we aren't making it through this floor for free, are we?
No, it appears not.
Let's not be hasty now. Say, miss, do you have any problems if my friends and I move along?
My duty is to receive those who would take from this place. One of you must stay. The rest may continue on.
In that case… Elena. You'd be the best for her.
Right. The rest of you go on ahead.
So you have chosen.
Miss Binah, should we get ready to fight?
That guy she's got with her looks… rough.
The two of you can stay where you are. Capture what is to come in your eyes.
I alone shall be enough.
I bid you welcome, unfamiliar child.
Ah, you can skip the introductions. I heard enough about your kind and what you do here.
The power to manifest a physical space… I’d almost believe it if someone said this was a Singularity. A space full of stars… Like the ones shining over the City, huh…
I would like to hear what you think of the stars. They say stars are like a compass on the sky that gives guidance to people. In that case, are the Stars of the City guiding lights dictating where the City should go… Or are they representations of the City itself? Are these stars shining over the City, or is the City reflected in them…?
To me, a star is nothing more than a dot on the sky. And they give off a forbidding impression like they’re looking down upon us from the highest post…
That’s what a star means to you, I see.
Many alluring tales are told of stars, but when you observe one up close, you’re setting yourself up for disappointment. Isn’t that what a star is? I have no interest in such pathetic things. I didn’t rise to a Star because I wanted to.
Perhaps most beings who have become stars did so simply by following their wants, much like you did.
You’re right. I only did what I wanted to do, walking along a dry trail. We simply quenched our desires just like your kind always do, yet they feared us to an unreasonable degree.
But I suppose there’s no use in complaining about it at this point.
Then, I must wonder how you felt when you craved for human blood if you still consider yourself one.
Feelings? I just kill and be done with it. I’ve got to do something to slake this searing desire that gradually grows stronger. Ah, I guess I wasn’t always like this.
At first, for myself… I bit into the flesh of other humans and drank their blood for my own sake. The severe thirst was one thing, but there was also something I wanted to know. Have I become a beast that must feed on human blood like the others… Or am I just being a pathetic runaway, escaping from reality? Or, am I a mere human who has gone insane from the fiendish circumstances and twisted desires? I would continually ask myself that question as I chewed on their flesh. What could be the reason?
Maybe I was desperate to convince myself. I used to be an ordinary human being living an ordinary life, after all. Eventually, I found myself looking for a conclusion for a matter that won’t have one. I guess I still had a grip on my sanity at that time. Even as I shoved bits of flesh in my mouth from the irresistible thirst, I constantly questioned myself, telling myself that this was wrong.
Well, it’s all a story of the past. It’s funny to look back on those times.
I doubt your kind would’ve viewed us any differently even if I continued to think about it.
I don’t expect your kind to take a sudden shift and change your views on us or anything. If they want to live their lives as they see fit, then they won’t stop me from doing the same.
Think about it. We can’t roam the street in peace; we’re forced to live in the darkness. What sins have we committed to deserve this treatment? Why must we suffer to ensure that your kind lives a painless life?
We’re humans just like you. We just look a bit different. Seeing your kind lavishly pursue your desires while we’re left in the dark… It’s only natural for me to feel indignant, isn’t it?
If they won’t reconsider how they see us no matter what we do, we’ll gladly stop holding back and live as we like.
That is an intriguing tale.
Intriguing? Ah, whatever… If that’s how you wanna take it. What you think or what kind of world you want to make are all irrelevant to me anyway, no?
You would be right. Now is the time to fight for where you stand.
Be prepared.
…Hm. That's an outfit I haven't seen in some time.
It has been some time since I have worn it, as well.
I get the sense our meanings are different here…
If that is what you say.






Binah, there's something off with that guest.
Yes, that one seems to have been taken over by our foe.
He's but a puppet to our opponent's whims now, dear.
Our opponent was able to defeat a color… Will you be alright?
What do you believe?
…I believe you are making light of the situation.
I suppose you may be correct.
These attacks… you really aren't trying, are you. Must be nice to look down on people.
You are trying with all your might to overturn this City. It is my duty to serve as a wave, crashing down upon your hopes.
It's a position I know rather well.
As expected from a formerly-great Arbiter of the Head.
I am naught but what you see before you.
Right. You're nothing but veins and blood inside a sack.
Is that all you see humans to be now?
You stopped being human a long time ago.
Then what am I, in your eyes?
In my way.
You're reckless. Calling upon the power of the Apocalypse Bird…
But you will surely adjust things so that they work within the limits of this place, will you not?
That doesn't mean it's easy.
Then consider it practice, dear.



Quite an attack… but it's worthless if it will never reach its target.
How underhanded… but even as a bloodless shell, that man still can strike more than you can.
Do you think such a thing can fell me?
I don't think it matters… while I'm untouchable, I'll just have a taste of that blood.
Oh?
Did you really think that just because I couldn't target you, you would be beyond my attacks?
Hold on, isn't that Gebura's..?
I have appropriated a tool which I deemed useful.
Even that won't keep you standing forever. Little by little, you'll be exsanguinated.
I suppose I should take steps to prevent that, then.
This shall do nicely.



Again and again you try, but I will not allow your tactic to see the light.
You only have so much attention. By stopping me, you're opening yourself up to attack from—
Do you know why it is I prefer to remove the limbs from my opponents?
What? How am I supposed to have any idea?
It is because I myself only need one hand to stop either of you.
What does that even… no, it doesn't matter what it means, it's all rubbish!
If that is what you say.
All you do is ask leading questions that don't mean a damn thing, trying to make people overthink. Interpretations don't matter. Blood does—spilling yours. Drinking.
…I see.
Then, come.

As you wish.
Binah, you won't be able to stop her Circulation this time.
I am quite aware of that, dear. It's her other move that intrigues me. It seems like a storm to be weathered…

I shall try E.G.O for myself, then.
Please do. I've wondered if it has blood as well.
…Hm.


It seems they don't have blood after all. Only mine left my body.
Did you get hit on purpose..?
There are many mysteries about E.G.O, even to me.
You won't have the time to find out the answers… You're already about to bleed out.
Yes… How unfortunate…
…That you have let the only chance you had at victory slip between your fingers like the tide.
Huh. So you can say something decisive.
Indeed, I am able to speak as plain as anyone.


For instance: that strike will still never reach.
And while you may struggle against the tides…
You do not have the breadth of gaze necessary to grasp anything.
A stiff breeze will be enough to slay you. You're puffing up for nothing.
You are too caught up within your own perceptions. This world is made up of countless manners of thinking, and you consider none of them. Ultimately, that is your weakness.
What in the—I know you were practically dead a moment before.
Indeed, had you left the fighting entirely to your shield, I may have been in real danger. However, the scales have tilted once more.
No… perhaps it would be more correct to say that they were always tilted. From the very start, there was only ever one outcome.
Hovering back and forth on the edge of death… coming back only to be shaved again… You're using blood as well.
If that is—
Enough bullshit! It's what I say! 
Yes. I agree.
Binah, this power…
Are you worried for me, dear? I am unused to such sentiment.
It isn't that… You're going to tear apart the entire floor if you stay in that form for too long.
I see.
I shall ensure that does not come to pass.
This damn forest again… It didn't do anything last time, but…
Now… to begin the end.
You wield this husk as a weapon. I shall claim it.
Hold on… There's no blood left inside of that thing anymore. How are you still taking vitality from it?
This is the problem with only being able to see a single point of view..
Assumptions and limits form within you, and you become unable to adapt to the shifting tides.
And there is only one fate for those who cannot adapt…
Though such a fate inevitably awaits us all regardless of our efforts. Perhaps it is simpler not to claw tooth and nail in search of a nebulous truth.
It's really something, the way you talk about viewpoints when you can't understand what it is to be a bloodfiend. Must be nice to sit on your ass and spew moral tripe when you've never felt it. The thirst… the need, overpowering everything else.
I merely wish to observe the truths of this world, including one which has eluded you even now:
That a shield could never defend against the ocean.
What?!
With the greatest effort it could muster, it has granted you a final reprieve. Do not try and run, such an outcome was stolen from you the moment you stepped foot in this place.
Well I'm sure as hell not going to surrender.
No, I would hope not.
Give me that taste of life… that joy du verve which brings meaning! And then—
—Gah!
…I tire of this.

Just let me get in close… I just need one hit…
…How. How are you… It's like I didn't do anything at all!!
So you at last understand your situation.
Now, sink quietly. The waters of the ocean shall slake your thirst.
Such a worthless liquid could never—hrk!
I need… blood. Just a little more, and I can fight more. I can…
Just let me drink! I just want to drink! What's wrong with existing?!
Hush, now. There is nothing left. Simply relax… and feel yourself sink deep.
I won't… you've gotten all that blood back. All that… tasty…
Just one more taste. Then another taste. Until I've drained your veins again…
Until… I've had another drink…
…Just… one last sip… I just need… a drop…
May your rest be more peaceful, this time.
And thus, it is ended.
Indeed. All that remains is to clean her up and—
Come on, COME ON! PLEASE!
..? 

Too loud, Zaida… I'm about to collapse already…
Sorry, sorry, just. It just… it can't possibly survive past this, right? So finish the thing off.
Right… finally… it went down. Huff… Huff…
Okay… Time to wake the others… and then a little siesta…
Okaybossthejob'sdoneI'mgoingonbreakbye.
…
My apologies. I was distracted for a moment. Did anything interesting come of the fight?

Nothing in particular, dear.
In that case, you're dismissed. Good work.
Of course. I wish you success in assisting Hokma.
…Yes.
I've got your tea all ready, Miss Binah!
Excellent. And the books?
I'm getting them filed away now. You did a number on the floor with that bird… it was hard to find 'em.
Acceptable work. I require a repose… should we get any other visitors, handle them.
Okee-doke, Miss Binah!


Don't worry too much about discord imageserver. I have all of the original URLs because I have the ability to edit the post, and thus I can post them on discord and the link will work again. Then I just download it, upload it to lpix, and BAM: I have a working fanart link.Feny wrote: ↑Fri Dec 06, 2024 9:33 pmSooo in love with this LP. Been reading along for the last 1.5 years or so (since xiao's fight) and really enjoy this. I know you've gotten this a number of times over the course of this thread, but the way you capture the voices of the characters in the writing is scary levels of good - especially the extra writing for the abnormality fights is sooo enjoyable. It's also really nice to get some levity in from all the assistant librarians.
Anyway, super looking forward to the final part!
I'm sad that a lot of the fanart has been lost to the whims of discord imageserver though. The fanart is all so beautiful and funny and just an amazing part of this LP also.
speaking of good fanartquantumpapaya wrote: ↑Mon Dec 16, 2024 4:19 amEvil kit never ceases to be a strong contender for the best agent of all time
Anyway,
I think it's neat how, while they're still determined to fight to protect the library, the general pattern seems to be that the patron librarians aren't trying to change the ensemble's worldviews, but instead respecting their differences and agreeing to disagree. I'd go on about the theme we could draw from this but I don't actually have anything to say beyond that 00; I just think it's interesting
also, while I'm here, truly the most tragic part of Jae-Heon's backstory is the loss of his fabulous hair.
Never pass up an opportunity to draw such fabulous hair.![]()
that explains a whole lot, actually :Pthis game was written by a philosophy major.

You're sure we're fighting the skull guy here, right?
Yeah. This part is always the same. They'll come around the corner in a couple minutes, and the old one will be asking about—
Why… are there… so many… stairs?
Perhaps it's to serve as another kind of defense. Ah, but look. Here we are, at another of the landings.
Ah… so we are. My apologies, Sir Argalia… I don't think I can join you the rest of the way.
Don't worry. We happen to need someone to face the Librarians here, anyways. I'll entrust that role to you.
Of course, Sir Argalia. Be careful.
Don't you worry. I'll get hold of the light and be right back.


…Nope. Nope nope nope, we're changing out, now.
There is something problematic about our attire?
Smoke on one of you, another spreading Paralysis, and Morgan's got…Retry Count: 16. I forgot how the fight worked and did not expect two Distorted Blades bashing my face in on the same turn.Another Time wrote:
No. Just no. Don't bring anything that you wouldn't want to have to deal with coming back our way.
Oh… it's a mirror match, is it?
More or less. They don't have our Abnormality pages, but they can and will steal anything else.
Fine, we'll go boring.

Are you all ready?
Ready as we'll ever be.
Can't help but notice you stayed out of the discussion.
I wished to keep an eye on our guest here until he caught his breath.
Then let us descend onto him in an unbroken chain of violence.
Yeah. Let's take 'em down.
You are quite the polite gentleman. This was unexpected from the Library that was rumored to be brutal. Not to mention, this place also has a… rather quiet and moody atmosphere. Not bad. The silence and emptiness makes it hard for one to believe that the macabre atrocity of turning people into books has taken place here on multiple occasions.
…May I ask who the people behind you are?
They’re the assistant librarians who shall aid me in receiving you warmly. You may introduce yourselves to each other.
But of course. My name is Pluto.
I've never actually been asked to introduce myself before… You can call me Robin.
Morgan. I'd say it's a pleasure, but… you know. The murder.
I'm Sephiroth. I was dispatched to be your death.
…Talow.
…I believe this was a floor dedicated to the topic of religion. What is religion in your view, if I may ask?
What could it be. I would say that it is what one firmly believes in, and a state of mind that gives motivation and significance to their deeds.
Is the power of a belief really limited to endowing one with such a mindset? Doing deeds for the good of this world doesn’t inherently make one a good person, and neither does committing a bad deed make one evil. Even if one performs misdeeds, they can be a virtuous person, and can be forgiven for anything…
I’d argue that belief and religion are what enables one to think that everything they conceive and accept is right. In that context, faith in religion has to be a truly selfish and cruel concept.
I suppose your statement isn’t entirely incorrect.
Do you agree with it?
Unsteady, you say…
…Do you have anyone or anything you believe in?
I cannot say for sure. I tend not to place faith in what I cannot see. In fact, I cannot be entirely certain of if I am here in reality or in a dream, or if I am actually looking at you or not. I even question the fact that I am here, standing on my own two feet. After all, it may be a mere product of an illusion.
Humans can fool their own senses; how can I believe in what does not exist, let alone worship it? That would be akin to sensing coldness upon touching a hot object, and vice versa. For instance, what if… there was a deceptive entity that masks one’s perception of the world with falsehood?
Regardless of the reality, if one perceives it in a certain way, that would become an undeniable truth. Even if it turns out to be false, the fact that one believes it to be the truth at the moment… remains stalwart. To believe in something, one must believe in themselves and their view on it.
You’re speaking specious words.
In that moment of the past, I was made a fool. The shallow promise that our safety would be secured… The thin piece of contract is what cost me everything. Had he not saved me, I might have drowned myself in resentment toward the whole world… and met my end.
…
And now, I plan to take the path he intends to open. If I had to state one thing I believe in… It would be Sir Argalia and the new world he shall create.
Let me ask you what makes you put faith in him.
If I can close my eyes and open them again to a new world forever devoid of lies… I will readily believe in him. And I hope you will come to appreciate the City when it becomes such a place.
I will refrain from stating my assessments. My opinion matters little to you, after all.
Well, if you say so. In that case… be prepared.
So… what will it be, then?
You place too much faith in what is and is not. Let me show you how fickle that all is. How easily your delusions can break down.
Talow.
One-sided contracts. He's going to hit us with them, and they'll limit our options.
So it's how I surmised after all. Very well.
So what, we just grab the ones we want?
If you would, yes.
Ugh… I hate reading contracts, people always try hiding unfair terms in there. Okay, gimme a sec to look them ov—

Dibs on Swiftness.
Then I will take Might.
…Amplification calls to me.
Wait, seriously? I get Mr. Saw-this-already and the Hokma picking immediately, sure, but you too Seph? You know these are all a trap, right? Let me just read through them and—
We're picking fast because we know it's a trap. These all have some kind of bad terms in them, don't they?
Bingo. I made my loadout work around them, and as for the geezer…
I didn't have to tell him anything and he still recognized the one that'd work perfectly for him.
A showing of faith in my abilities, as it were.
Ugh.
I'll take the last two. That way, nobody'll have to think about it too hard.
Your funeral.
I'm not a fan of all the fighting anyways. If it happens, it happens.
Well, if you all know it's a trap, I don't have anything else to say. 
It's time, then. We've decided.
Splendid.
Then you shall be held to your words.
Now then… it's a good thing I brought help along.
You didn't, though?
Can you say that for certain, or were your eyes merely lying to you until just now?
Oooh yeah, hate this guy.
They're duplicates of you all. Tread carefully.


Before we engage, let's read over the specifics on these contracts now. He was pretty vague about the downsides…
What, "evil counterparts" isn't enough of a downside?
Not to a contract Fixer. Those guys don't believe in mercy. Which is why I didn't grab one, by the way.
We'll take a close look, then.

I don't need to read mine, I know what it does already.
Did it get you killed?
It's the only one that hasn't, actually.
Mine appears to be… complicated.

And I am… oh. Ah, hell.

There's no need for you to do anything. Just stand over there and be quietly crushed from a distance.
Like there's any chance we'd do that, right?
We are in agreement, Talow. Everyone, simply wait for your time to counterattack.
Counterattacking won't do much against an invincible enemy.
It's true. Your attacks may as well be air—I cannot say for sure that I even feel them.
How do you not feel attacks? This hurts, you know?!
Bear with it. Such things are transient and fleeting… While I am eternal.
Are you..?
If I believe it, then it must be true. Right, Hokma?
It will be true as long as you are able to believe it so, at the least.
Then it shall be eternal.

Weirdly enough, Sephiroth's got the right idea. Kind of.



Hey, one thought and hundreds of boring words. You say you're not sure what you're seeing is true, right?
Indeed, everything can be doubted. Should be doubted. Your own senses are lying to you.
I'll hold you to your word.
I… felt that.
What sort of loophole are you trying to use, boy?
My buddy here lives within your eyes… desires your gaze. So if you can't believe even what your eyes are saying, who's to say you're taking it in your view at all?
Your argument is absurd.
Did I even make an argument just now? How do you know you're not hearing things?

Gah..! These guys are really angry all of a sudden… Was there another condition that we didn't notice?
You think it could be something like that?
This guy's legalese is mind-numbing. He could have hidden an entire goat cheese parfait recipe in there and we wouldn't have seen it.
Regardless, we are only able to accept this beating for so long. We should counterattack.
Yes, I quite agree.

So hey, geezer. Are you doing what I think you're doing..?
I've no idea what you're thinking I'm doing, Talow. This is simply practice.
Then why are you practicing on the shade of me..?
Why, indeed?
Great… the old guys are being mysterious, and I'm getting my ass kicked.
If you merely perceived them as trite, they would cease to be mysterious. Time and again, the senses betray.
Then I'll perceive you as getting punched in the face!
Didn't feel it. Doesn't count.
Gaaah..! Not fair!

Morgan's indisposed, and I'm going to need to buy a little more time before I can put an end to this. Robin, Sephiroth… One of you show them something he can't replicate.
Yeah… I'm about to bleed out, so…
Worry not.
I shall scatter them.
Even as the ground shifts under my feet… you've proven the inherent lie of reality, you know.
There's a quite reasonable explanation for it. Your senses are not lying to you.
You expect me to believe that you would summon something so grand to merely scratch at me? You must think me a fool.
Never… I would simply destroy countless stars to lay a scratch upon your cheek. That, I expect you to believe.
Hm.
If you want to hurt him, you could have taken this book instead.
I don't look good in purple.
Ah, of course.
Heck… maybe I shouldn't have cared about the print after all…
This is as far as you go, then?
Yeah… Kill one of 'em for me, would ya? I can't keep it up anymore…
…We'll need to settle the balance before things devolve further.
Couldn't agree more.
Then we'll have to act to that effect.
Two agreements in a row. Robin, take a memo.
I'm not playing along right now… I'm about to bleed out.
You serious? How bad is it?
Bad. I'm taking care of it, though.
Right, just make sure you don't get hit by the contracts.
No problem. I know how to count to six.






Because Robin kicked a little too much ass, she regained 1 Light from each of her two kills. Unlike the Light from gaining an Emotion Level, this Light comes back to her in the middle of a turn. As a result her contract assigns a penalty of 20% of her max HP, killing her for her trouble.Bloodbath Update, ~3.5 years ago wrote: Light naturally regenerates at the rate of 1/turn. We can gain additional Light by defeating or staggering an opponent.

It seems her meager form could stay held together no longer…
It was a done deal the second she picked up the light contract. That thing kills everyone eventually.
And you said nothing?
I said "your funeral," didn't I?
Anyways, how much longer do you need?
…It will be my seventh attack. Two more rounds of melee.
Trivial. I can have that shade dead before—
Don't kill it. If we kill it, he gets intrigued.
What are you talking about..?
Oh, nothing real. Your ears are just lying to you again.
Cheeky brat.
I'm pretty sure you're the whippersnapper here.
I doubt that sincerely.
Yeah, heard that one before.
I am beginning to tire of this. If there is more to this fool, then let us slay this thing and be done with it.
Trust me: bad idea.







It's ready.
Just in time… I've run myself ragged waiting for you, old man.
Oh? Then you're too tired to keep going?
Hardly. You always run me ragged.
Create space for me, I'm going to finish this.
Very well. Just this once, I shall allow you to take the best part…
How gracious of you.
Ugh. He gets to take the best parts, while we get our asses beat by the enemy.
I would think you of all people would be used to it by now.
It matters little. For all your tricks and all your looking for loopholes, my contracts are absolute. They cannot be broken, and thus I cannot be truly harmed while one of the Shades still stands.
Uh-huh, and my blocks hurt you because..?
Can you truly say I've been injured at all? You uncritically believe the evidence of your eyes.
You've certainly been injured. That much is certain.
Why is that?
Because I believe it to be the case. Therefore, I can also believe that the contracts you forge are not absolute.
And yet, you cannot say with certainty.
I do not have to, for there is another thing I can place my faith within.
I shall trust that the powers of this Library supercede your paltry reality warping.
Hm.



My faith was rewarded, it seems.
Hah… you seem so certain of that.
It matters not if this moment is truth, or if it is reflections on the wall of a cave. I believe that I have slain you. And your response?
…
…We have come to an accord.
And so ends a simple, foolish man.
As usual. More of us still standing than I'm used to.
Was it handled to your liking, Angela?
I never know when to interject when you are involved.
And yet, you watched over our fight just the same. But there's somewhere else you would rather be now, isn't there?
There is one threat that remains. I'll ensure our success.

…Bleh. We got him, I take it?
We did.
Contracts: Not even once.
Hey, I took out two of 'em for you.
Awesome.
So… you guys think we've done enough to break things?
Who can say?
It all comes down to faith.
Forget I asked.
Alright, guys. One last spurt! Argalia will be here any minute, so—
So stay out of it.
Huh? But…
I said, stay out of it. He's mine.
Got it. Clear out, everyone. He's all yours.
Are you sure that's a good idea, ma'am?
Who cares? I deserve this.


Roland, I don't believe there's any shame in requesting assistance…
I've got this. I know I've got this. 
As long as that bastard doesn't get lucky, he can't touch me.

What do you wanna hear? We both know each other’s goals.
You aren’t still being oversensitive because we hurt Angela’s feelings, are you?
Of course you aren’t. You’re just mad because a wrench was thrown into your oh-so perfect plan.
Rich coming from the man pulling this shit…
I wonder what you’re implying by “this”… Something wrongful? See, I can’t understand the distinction between right and wrong… The “right things” are ingrained into human beings in the name of common sense, hindering their progress and making them live unhappy lives.
…What horseshit are you spewing this time.
You know, what they often call “definitions”.
Why does time flow in one direction? That’s because you think time has to flow one way.
Maybe, it’s because there’s an entity that drew those lines so we can’t progress any further… Why is the concept of “rightness” trying to restrain human desires? Why is it impeding our advancement? Are the questions I asked. I raised these questions, and worked out an answer shortly after. And now… I’m going to announce it to all of the City.
So let me get this straight; you’re rambling that it’s possible to go back in time and shit if that mold is broken?
You’re wasting your life on useless ideas.
No. It will be possible. You just can’t get out of the mold because you’re firmly holding onto it, doubting the possibility. Without this mold, our ascent will reach infinite heights. This is no hypothesis, it’s a fact that can be proven. Having realized that, our ensemble now stands before you like this.
You talk big, but you just wanna get rid of the pain you’re carrying in truth, am I wrong? You want to crush me, the City, and most of all Angela for taking Angelica’s life.
I’m not planning to return my suffering in full.
Ah, I won’t deny all of it, though. Perhaps I did think of doing it at first. My only light was taken from me twice…
For a brief moment… I felt all kinds of emotions before that piano. Despair, obsession, rage, sorrow…
But, it took no time for those feelings to dissipate into nothing.
Everything… yes. Everything seemed beautiful afterwards. Was it truly a tragedy that I lost her? Who defined it as tragedy? Roland, you may still be blinded by wrath, but I made the decision that I will care not about those feelings anymore.
As if. You’re clinging onto the justification that it’s for Angelica’s sake even now…
That’s not it, Roland… I’m going to send off Angelica with this performance. I won’t be going on an unsightly rampage, unlike a certain someone.
That Angelica can justify the pursuit of an ambition tainted by unclean desires is just a dreadful excuse now.
If you realized that, why don’t you also drop the excuse about this being her dirge or whatever.
Humans can be so finicky, no? That’s why I’m preparing this performance. This performance will be my final enlightenment, and I’ll share it with everyone at the same time.
Moreover, this dirge will be the last thing I do for Angelica.
The existence of things we cannot understand is what makes life fun. I’ll continue to chase after what lies beyond my understanding after this. Which means I’m going to wield the power to ceaselessly move forward.
To do that… I’ll have to take the power you’re keeping in your storage into my own two hands, isn’t that right?
…
…Let’s end our affectionate conversation here.
…
How putrid.
…Shut up.
With one final step, the entire City will wake up.
I said shut up!
I don't recall ever saying I'd listen to your requests, you know~?





Oh my… first blood goes to you? Could I actually be in trouble here?
…
Right, right… you always were the silent type on a job, hm?
Why, the only time you'd make any sound at all was when something had cut you open. Oh… but you cried that time, didn't you?





That noise deadening is quite annoying, you know…
The bullshit spewing out of your stupid earpiece needs a good quieting.
The vibrations will carry regardless.
Only if that scythe can touch me.
And I'm not in the mood to let that happen.



I don't like all that confidence in your step, you know. Perhaps I've let you get away with too much…
Right then. Let me remind you of the clear difference between us.
If there's one thing I know for sure, it's the difference between us.

You've always been too caught up in your own conceptions of things to understand what I'm talking about.
And you've always been too much of a freak to be worth understanding!
It's really quite bold of you to say so, you know?



From a certain point of view, I owe everything to you, you know?
I don't want to hear it again. Those people who followed you have nothing to do with me.
And yet, every one of them was somehow harmed in your thoughtless rampage of revenge. I wonder, is my dear sister truly smiling over your actions?
…Shut up.
You're still chained down by the past. You can't hope to walk forward like that.
I said shut the hell up!
…How droll.




I'm quite tired of playing these games myself, you know. You murdered my dear companions, and I'm not even sore about it.
They shouldn't have fucked with Angelica's body! 
And you shouldn't have killed their loved ones. But it's all this and that, isn't it?
You lose yourself in your petty scheme for revenge, desperately sowing destruction everywhere you can.
It really would be better if you could let it all go. Break free from it, and move into the new world.
I don't want anything to do with your new world you sick freak!
I wasn't planning on letting you see it, anyways.





Die… die… Die you worthless piece of shit!
You'd like that, wouldn't you… But surely you didn't think it'd be that easy.

Come. One last dance.


It's alright if you kill me here, you know.
…
Do you think she didn't tell me? About the secrets of this place… About what will happen from now on.
And that I'd already killed you once, the first time. So you see, I've nothing to worry about—
Shut up.
Shut up shut up SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!
Your bullshit dies here!
Your stupid plan dies here!
YOU die here, you fucking sicko!
And then… finally…
…Yes. Finally... It's almost over.


You did well.
…Just us?
Correct. The others are on break.
…Mn.
Looks like their books are on another level, too.
This is the end of the Invitation’s guidance. We’re at our final destination.
Congrats, Angela. It’s finally over. You’ve got a human body, so you don’t have to live as a machine anymore, right?
Indeed. I am free now. All the Light has been reclaimed. I have gained a perfect human body… and freedom. I’ve made it with your help.
Thank you… Roland.
…All I need to do now is take my book from the Light.
Alright, guess it’s time for me to finish this, too.
Orlando Furioso

Philip’s Page wrote: How much longer must I walk until I reach an end? How tightly must I shut my eyes, cover my ears, and zip my mouth to keep what’s around me safe before I can feel a semblance of happiness that won’t leave me? I thought I had to overcome this pain and rise above it to become a tougher man. That way, I wouldn’t lose those that are close to me. However, a human is fragile by nature; if one is too weak, they would crumble—and if one is too hardy, they would snap. I realized that there’s little I can do to calm the disorder of this world. How can I live on without falling to despair, then? A mind that is willing to let go of things that were destined to leave at some point. A mind that is content to have nothing. I feel that it’s important to refrain from thinking that anything is in my possession.
I followed your troupe in order to find a way to be happy, but what good did it do for me? Staying with you only exacerbated my suffering, defeating the whole purpose of joining you in the first place. I do want to add that you were not at fault here, though. I was the one who tormented myself. Had I known what I know now back in the past… would that have lessened the pain or changed anything? No, I don’t blame myself for the choice in that moment. Even the failures and misery of the past were all part of the voyage leading up to this moment, so I’m thankful that I managed to achieve something for once. I might have drowned in my own tears and sorrow back then, but ultimately, I’m grateful for the choice I made… and all the things in the world.
Eileen’s Page wrote: Where we live, there is nothing that can be achieved with your own will. A flow that we cannot go against dictates us. What we call “gears” are simply there to show the flow. You can’t see it with your eyes. Nobody knows who created this massive current, or why we must follow it. This flow never leads us to bad places, however. Rather, thinking that such a place exists is an act of defiance in itself.
We merely watch events unfold as bystanders. You walk along a path, but was it you who laid the path there? You didn’t teach yourself to lift your legs to propel you forward; they simply moved. Furthermore, the decision to walk wasn’t our own, either. Still too many believe that they moved their legs out of their own volition. It’s a shame to see them struggle to escape the flow, for they’re only straying away from salvation.
Greta’s Page wrote: It’s an era where humans are dominated by the act of consumption! When you’re hungry you get annoyed, and when starvation touches your raw nerve, you turn violent. That’s how humans are. And people who eat the same food will naturally grow similar. So the high and mighty beings that wanna rule over you demand ya to eat the “correct” stuff! When something’s “correct”, there’s gotta be something that’s “incorrect”. Incorrect food. It’s gotta mean humans eating humans, don’tcha think?
Why do people think that eating is natural, but then draw the line at eating their fellow man? Who decided it so, and why! Is it because human life is precious? That’s a flawed statement! What makes the lives of animals less precious? We’re not aboutta go down a boring philosophical riddle about the weight of life, now. If humans clearly have more value over animals ‘cause we’re the apex predators, then there shouldn’t be any problem with a pack of humans that rise above the rest and prey on others.
We’ve got two options! First: don’t eat anything. Hey, I’m not suggesting that we all starve to death. Your body is taught to eat! So what if you changed that habit? Maybe instead of food, your empty innards could be filled with possibilities of some other kind? If you ain’t a fan of that, then there’s the second option: eat anything! Just trace the smell of the blood, and stuff what you find in your mouth as your brain tells you to.
T/N:<!-- Enivrez-vous, anyone? -->Bremen’s Page wrote: Let’s go on an adventure—a world that changes with every step. The me that changes after each step I take. My eyes dazzled by colorful light, I pursue pleasures that I don’t have. Don’t scold us because you can’t understand our pursuit. You just happen to be one of the many who feel joy from common things. We—on the other hand—don’t see any colors in those. You’re the ones drenched in nasty pleasures. We’re simply looking for what we lack. But complete satisfaction will never come; it’ll only sink deeper in the raging thirst. We will spend our days in yet grander debauchery. We’re happy, though. We can wet ourselves in new colors every day, unlike the rest of you.
Oswald’s Page wrote: People have hopes and dreams!
“I wanna eat three blossoms of flowers!”
“I wanna be a swifty nifty thrifty kitty!”
“I wanna earn a fortune!”
And then they add:
“Maybe I’ll find delicious flowers someday!”
“Maybe I’ll get fat stacks of cash in my paws someday!”
“Maybe I’ll be showered in the loudest applause someday!”
“Someday! Someday! Someday!”
That dastardly “someday” just won’t stop popping up. But to have a hope, you’ve got to prepare incense to offer those wishful prayers upon. A world where one can’t eat flowers! A reminder that you’re a sluggish turtle right now! The beggarly reality! Setting the stage for the performance we call hope!
Thus and therefore, people have the wrong idea about how to have hopes! If they believe that the hopes will come true “someday”, they’ll just keep parroting that contemptible word! The day will never actually come! Having expectations this way will only leave you with bitter anger!
“I’ll change someday?”
“That person will turn over a new leaf someday, if I count on them and wait?”
Nyeh, tch.
People entertain the hopes as they please, and then bite at each other when the change they expected doesn’t happen. Clowns can’t give out smiles in a world full of mean teary friends!
So we should all do the stretches, starting today! Abandon all expectation—just keep a merry positive attitude and laugh no matter what you see! Let’s make a performance about what’s already come true, not of a supposed reality you hope for “someday”! I’m already on the stage, standing under the brightingest spotlight ever.
Tanya’s Page wrote: Fighting for survival is a natural thing. Even now, we’re all in battle. There’re more people born than folks dying of natural causes, and the living struggle in their own positions every day. A fight to protect, and to avoid falling behind. Maybe it’s all ‘cause there just ain’t enough seats for the ever-growing population of humans to take? Sure, extra jobs and stuff could be made in the future, but that’s nothing more than a hopeful estimate that might not happen until it’s too late for you. The world we live in right now is what matters. There’s got to be a way to weed out the unfit without straining all of us. And that’s when strength plays its part.
I don’t get why you vilify this. Aren’t we all doing the same thing, directly or not? We elbow our way past others so we can survive, and the losers are knocked outta the race. You say this is fair, but say no to physical conflicts, to “respect life” or whatevs? Then lemme ask: what’s the reason to respect life? Do you think you’re respecting life right now?
Jae-heon’s Page wrote: Had I been busy with an urgent appointment as any other tragic tale should go, your death wouldn’t have felt so miserable. Yeah. I would’ve cried until my tears had run their course, and I would’ve been ready to send you off. It was an ordinary day. The sort of day when there were no meetings or gatherings to attend to after I came home from work. Your body was crushed beyond recognition—I couldn’t have noticed on my own that it wasn’t a random chunk of flesh. They put your remains in a stasis box and sent it to me; that was their gesture of condolence. I’d have refused to believe it was you, if it weren’t for the clothes. I spent hours sitting there in numbed silence, vacantly staring at a lump I couldn’t even dare to hug.
A stuffed doll you were carrying, now next to the box, caught my eye. Even though it was shredded and soaked in blood, the cotton filling was still clustered together, as if it remembered the volume of the doll. It seems some cotton remained even after the roller crumpled all the outer fabric. Then for reasons unknown, I brought the other dolls out of your room and cut them up with a pair of scissors. I don’t know what possessed me to cut them into pieces of fabric. There wasn’t even enough to fully cover the doll, so I scraped together the pieces of clothing to sew it back up. With the same, gentle hands that made your doll the first time.
The outcome was creepier than what it used to be, but it was the same doll I remembered nonetheless. The appearance didn’t matter. Maybe, just maybe, the same could be said for you? I gazed at the box where you, my son, rested for what would no longer be an eternity. My two hands were once so busy that it was a bother; they had paused for the time, but now they are about to move again—just for you.
Elena’s Page wrote: Bloodfiends. The beings said to have been punished with neverending thirst for the sin of lusting after human blood. That’s what your kind called us, condemning us out of fear. I was afraid as well when I faced them for the first time in that mansion where everything began. Violent beings who drank the blood of fellow humans. A growing feeling of unease about the possibility of being their next target. The people in the mansion were terrified of those who became monsters. Even though they were humans like us, they were outside of what we thought as the norm. In hindsight, though, it was such a silly thing to do. What is the illusion of normalcy that we feared for and fought for so strongly?
Let’s say that every human on the planet except for one turned into Bloodfiends, and that single person remaining is left “normal”, as they say. In that case, what would normalcy be like there? How must the lone human feel being the monster among the creatures they dreaded? Should they fight to their last breath for the “humanity” they kept for so long? Perhaps that’s become an obsolete ideology, one that’s no longer worth keeping. What if rejecting that old ideal and becoming a Bloodfiend opened up our potential for growth in numerous aspects?
Your kind likes to claim that something is out of the ordinary when it’s only different from what you’ve seen and experienced before. So you fear it, and try to exclude it from your herd. But you see, there’s no real justification for your kind to condemn us.
Pluto’s Page wrote: The world is one massive aggregation of delusions. A world where individuals can shape their own reality as they see fit. Every person is susceptible to deception, for they have knowledge. For that reason, it is impossible for a pure being untainted by knowledge to see the world as we mistakenly observe it, in the same way they cannot discern the end point of a line or tell between blue and red. A world devoid of wants. It would be unfit to call that place a world. In fact, to even call it a “place” would be yet another misconception amongst us knowing ones. The more one learns, the more delusions they invite.
However, if most people observed the same place and felt the same sentiments, then it might not be your own delusion after all. Wouldn’t you say so? For instance, take a look at the blue sky. The celestial dome is higher and farther than one can fathom, and as blue as it can be. Most will agree that the sky is tall and blue. Alas, those who think as such are ultimately within your view. It’s only natural that they agree with you as they’re figments born out of your delusional mind. Indeed, the sly entity that prevents you from seeing the world in its sincerest form would be none other than yourself. Even the holy entity in which you believe and to which you devote yourself is going to be a projection of your own self, so how can I trust anything that my eyes show me?
Argalia’s Page wrote: When I heard the news and rushed to the scene, only a hideous musician who had concluded his performance and permanently shut the piano’s lid with his torso awaited me. For the first time, emotions I couldn’t understand welled up inside me. It’s hard to define what they were, even now. It felt as if deep tenebrous stains were seeping out of my heart. Alas, I didn’t shed tears before that piano where your body rested—for I soon realized that you were no longer there.
That’s right; you’re the gentle breeze that brushes past my face, and the clouds that fly in the sky, which give me heed of your presence from overhead or underfoot. I thought you had left me, but you would always come back. That’s why I care no longer about the skin and flesh you wore only momentarily. Angelica. I’ll follow after the name you gave me: Uberto. You used to call me that down in those horrible underground chambers. I’ll create a new world… one where people can live bountiful lives even if they have nothing, free from obsession or greed. When we lose the fixation on our bodies, we won’t be afraid of death anymore. No rest will be eternal.


You bet. The series of events leading up to this moment was the biggest gamble of my life.
I see. You helped me attain my freedom, but it wasn’t for my sake…
You just used me like a tool.
C’mon, don’t talk like you got nothing out of me. I never slacked off, y’know? I gave it my all to support you until you reached your goal. It’s mutual exploitation, at the very least.
Did you get the result you wanted?
Well, I got enough. The reason I’d come to the Library was to figure out the cause of the phenomenon that created Distortions like the Pianist. And to find out who was responsible for it.
As such, all obvious signs… point to you, Angela.
Why didn’t you try to stop me or kill me right away, then?
…First off, you were simply unkillable when I first met you. Second, I wanted to know why you made the choice you did. Third, I thought that maybe you could make a different decision that I couldn’t.
And fourth, to bring you the greatest loss—the greatest suffering… at the very end of it all. Right now, you’re completely human. You can feel pain as its whole, and experience death.
I learned here that you went through your own fair share of torment, frustration, and loss. I can understand why you made the choices you made. And seeing you start to contemplate your aim as time went by… I thought that maybe there was room for another option.
That maybe, just maybe, you might choose a different answer… And if you somehow did by that smallest chance… Then I might have been able to find a different solution myself.
But in the end, you didn’t.
That day, I swore to myself before that damned piano. I swore that I’d make the City experience the same sorrow of loss—of the frustration that I felt when it took my world away from me.
…The same as you.
…
Then… Who will pay for the misery I went through? There was nothing else I could do; all I knew was to make them suffer the same pain…
You’re asking me for an answer? If I knew the way… and if I could choose it, I wouldn’t have done this drivel.
I do know one thing for sure: This is what happens when you try to wash blood with blood.
…
No. You have to feel even worse than that. You took Angelica from me—she meant the world to me. I sat on my hands as I watched the people I knew die, and I even killed my old friend with these shadowed gloves, just for this moment.
All for this very moment… I’ve been suppressing my emotions, forcing a pained smile.
…Seeing you shed tears is an unfamiliar sight.
I’m done with the façade now. I’ll do everything I can—in ways beyond your imagination—to give you the most painful death possible. And I’ll do it right before you take the final step to your freedom. I’ll rob you of everything.
You’ll reap the whirlwind for what you’ve sown…
…What’s this now? You’re acting weak all of a sudden? Are you finally starting to hesitate when it’s almost over?
Nah… can’t be. You’ve got power and knowledge, and now a proper life as a living being on top of it… You just don’t wanna give up what you finally took hold of.
At least I used a method that isn’t forcef—
You used the same logic as when you’d stolen the Light. You used it to kill those who came to the Library in the name of fair price. You didn’t even stop to think about the consequences of your actions.
I don’t blame you, though. I just can’t. It’s how the City works… That’s that, and this is this.
That’s why I’m going to kill you strictly with the mindset of the City folk.
What I need to do is kill you and take my revenge; what you need to do is kill me and get the freedom you want. We just need to have a simple, raw state of mind as we fight each other.
So I want you to stop getting any funny little ideas and stick to your desire for freedom and vengeance.










I like how furioso just kinda speaks for itself :PsoulMatter wrote: ↑Tue Feb 04, 2025 7:31 pmAnd as the third of my posts, I bring some edits of mine as a commemoration of the Reverberation Ensemble's reception being finally over:
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Now of all times… And everyone is still exhausted… Still, I need to choose someone.
I believe I can help with that.
…Malkuth? What are you doing here?
Showing up to heroically save you at the last moment. Isn't it obvious?
Are you all ready for this fight, then?
Dimi wound up being really mad about how things ended, so we spent… oh, a couple of hours just blazing through Phillip over and over. I won, of course.
The hell you did! I'd say I'm the winner with what I noticed.
I'm not in the mood for your eccentricities today. You have three sentences.
I had a brilliant idea. It'll definitely put a stop to Roland's rampage. Also, we had Joshua dress up like Argalia.
Malkuth… Do you have it in you to fight a colleague?
I do. He's lost, and it's our duty to bring him back to his senses.
With judicious application of White damage, of course.
…Very well. I'll leave it to you. I need to think.
I really think that you should watch, Miss Angela.
I am in no mood to watch what is about to unfold.
But that's exactly why. This is the way things work within the City… You should take a good look at what comes of it.
…Fine. I'll oversee your work.
Alright then… Move out, team!

Sup, nerd. Nice mask.
…So this is her answer. Not that I left her any choice.
Everything I've done… it all led to this moment.
Even if there's nothing afterwards… even if it's cutting my nose off to spite my face…
It doesn't matter. These feelings, my anger and sorrow… I'll swallow them no longer.
It's not healthy to bottle things up for so long. Go ahead and let it all out… we can take it.The Black Silence wrote:I could put up with it all just for this moment…
I’ve come this far so I can make her suffer the same… No, to bring her even more pain than what I’ve suffered.
I don’t exactly believe there’s happiness waiting for me at the end of this…
There’d only be empty regret. I’d get nothing out of it.
But that’s still better than suffocating under these emotions that couldn’t be let out, isn’t it?
I just want to be able to breathe for a second.
You’ve got your causes to fight for. Don’t hold back.
Few things could be more agonizing and detestable than finding a common ground between each other’s goals.
Angela. Your pain and loss will be much greater than mine…
…Alright. Let’s get started.



Now then, let's go ahead and get the plan underway~
Right! Let's get this done!


You know… it doesn't feel very nice, staring down someone who was your colleague a few minutes ago. Is this how it felt every time you had to suppress another Agent?
Something like that. They're your colleagues, but they're your enemies for the moment. So—
That's that and this is this, huh? How adult.
That's just running away from the problem.
The hell'd you just say?
I believe he just said "That's just running away from the problem."
I know that, you damn copy… 
What he means is: "What did I mean by it." Right?
Do you have time to be teaching people right now?
I think I've got plenty.
Says the fixer who bought a grade and only made it to 7.
…Hey. 
He's totally got your number, Bishop! Best just pack it all in~
Easier to feel good about yourself if you're mocking someone better than you, isn't it?
Better?! In what universe?! Im! Show him the whatfer!
Wha-psh!
You… you're a damn joke. Don't even pretend you belong here.
Hey… I can swing a sword same as anyone!
…And you. I won't give you a chance to breathe… You never had the temperament for this, anyway.
That's-
Honestly, I'm glad it's your floor I'm having to fight. An idiot trying to reach for something out of her means…
…And her retinue of worthless jokes. You can't cause anything but trouble.
Sez you! But you've underestimated exactly how brilliant we truly are.
Don't bullshit me.
I'm appalled you'd even think I would~
Now prepare to face the wrath of the ICBM!
What kind of stupid name is that?
It's not stupid at all! It means ImIdiot Can—
Ah-ah-ah! Don't ruin the surprise yet. I want to see that look of frustration on his face first when he can't put it together.
Oh! Yes, ma'am.
He's wearing a mask, though…

You know, Roland, I'd think we both could agree on being angry at Angela. Even if I'm not upset at her anymore… she did ruin a lot of hard work I did.
I don't want to agree. I want to rip you apart, and vent all of this anger until her entire plan is in ruins at her feet. Then, then I'll kill her… when she's felt that despair. But before that… first the despair of watching her lines of defense getting ripped away. This is what she's earned.
That's not healthy… and that's why we have to stop you.
Speak for yourself, I'm stopping him because it lets me show off how awesome I am~
I'm just following orders. You know, like a Fixer is supposed to.
…Hmph.
And I'm the head of this History department. We're not perfect, sure…
…and maybe I've given up on having Dimi follow every order I give her…
-But we've still accomplished every task we've been saddled with! That won't change!
All of this is to say… SSDD.
Yeah… that's how it should be. You worthless lot should give it your all. That'll make her feel even more pain when I crush you.
And I will crush you.
Convincing yourself of something you know isn't true is another part of your that-and-this thing, you know.
Like you aren't running from the truth yourself. Everyone in the City is running away… focused entirely on themselves.
Then it's a good thing I stopped living there a decade ago, huh?
We're all trapped by this place, no matter how much you want to pretend to be the hero. Blood is all over your hands… it won't ever wash off.
Well now, I wonder about that…
…
Act as cool as you like. I can smell your bullshit through this mask.
Told you he has your number, Bishop. Nobody around here really thinks you're cool.
I think he's cool.
I mean people who matter. Now take your bear.
Oh yeah!


Bishop's… coolness aside, we should finish things quickly.
I'm fine with that. One more push and we should be clear.
Aww… but then we won't get to see the glory of my ICBM!
It's Agent ImIdiot who would be using it, would it not be his ICBM?
Um, do you see these strings? His actions count as my points 'til the end of this fight.
Is that how it works..?
And always, always with the comedy routine… 

Do you think I want to listen to that shit?! Shut up!
Oh, I've heard that one before…
Yeah… It sounds familiar. You're going full Phillip! That's bad, if you don't know.
I remember Phillip.
I killed his mentor and colleague. He tried to get revenge. It's the same cycle.
Hah, y'see? You really are going full—
That's just how the City works. Not that a homebody would understand it… Or a moron.

All it is, ultimately, is a coping mechanism. You don't have a plan for after this, do you?
At least I won't have wasted my one chance at revenge chasing a pointless dream, like a second-rate Fixer.
No, I suppose not.
Um… do you think I'm going to just let you beat on me just because you're serving sick burns??
That's MY job! EAT THIS ONE!
Woah-!
That wasn't exactly… voluntary…
Worked, didn't it?!
Perfect execution, team! Roland's down!
Heh… heheh… Do you really believe that..? 
Angela! I don't need these replacements you gave me any longer! You can… HAVE… THEM… BACK!!
His emotions are flooding out… They're resonating with the Library.
We've seen this kind of thing before! Prepare anti-realization countermeasures!
Already on it, ma'am!
As I give myself over to the madness at the heart of this city… I remember. Feelings left long forgotten… Sensations I had to ignore… Memories that I wasn't allowed to keep.
That thing… Yeah.
I cAn rEmEmbEr It nOw… fOUl And stInkIng.
What in the hell is that thing?!
thE hOrrOr Of tEn yEArs AgO… lEt mE shOw yOU A wIng's trUE fAcE.
Is that some kind of Abnormality..?
No… it seems different. Proceed with caution.
We aren't getting a second chance this time around. Give it your all!Roland wrote:The past isn’t all that different from now… Nothing ever changes… The same kinds of tragedies happen time and time again…
Everyone knows that it’s wrong… But they can’t stop it from repeating…
How many people do you think are sacrificed for the convenience and happiness of others…?
The City’s prosperity is fueled by the lives of others… And its people stick their heads below the parapet and carry on…
There’s no other way to survive in this damned place…
We all know that it’s pointless to reflect on ourselves and think things over…
You wouldn’t want to care… You’d want to turn a blind eye!
Because that’s none of your business… Right. That’s none of your business.
Because your life would be a bit more comfortable if you just closed your eyes and turned away…
They give no ear to the pain of other people… Taking care of themselves is already hard enough…
I hate this City for forcing us to be like this…
And I’m horrified and disgusted at myself for partaking in its filthy business…
But—that’s that, and this is this…
I can’t just sit and watch as my happiness goes down the drain…
My life is far from a clean one, but still… I hadn’t done anything to earn anyone’s grudge…







This smoke… what is it?
Ohoho… I suppose you wouldn't know, rich boy. You weren't from L's nest, after all. This is the smoke. And I bet that's its source.
Smoke… That stuff that used to come from the old L Corp?
You didn't know either? I'd thought you'd have heard of the Smoke War.
That war that came with the fall of L Corp's wing?
In that case… My first self was dead before it happened. My second wasn't awake until Lobotomy Corporation was a Wing itself.
Ah, that'd do it. Don't worry, I'll explain this time. 
Deploying good vibrations.
So the Smoke War was this big to-do when the last L Corp fell. Their Singularity was about making energy… but it made a lot of smoke. This kind of smoke. I'm guessing it came from things like that.
So they used something like Abnormalities as well, then?
As I said… that is no Abnormality.
We'll call it a freaky fleshpile, for consistency.
It doesn't have the best ring to it, but it'll do.
Anyways, it was absolutely terrible for anyone in the districts where the fighting was ongoing. Especially L Corp's, there was smoke everywhere… well, more than usual. A lot of it was bio- or chem-warfare stuff. The nest's residents got told to quarantine. Backstreets folks… they figured it out after they watched someone they know's face melt off.
Incidentally, I took up gaming to pass the time while I was stuck in a one bedroom apartment.
Oh yeah! That stuff made my throat burn whenever I had to breathe it in, and those masks you could buy weren't useful at all.
I see… I would have been in District 18's nest at the time, so I wouldn't have ever seen it…
Oh my gawd of course you were from there…
By the time I received the notification that my father'd vanished, the Smoke War was in the cleanup phase. There wasn't smoke to be seen anywhere anymore. So I joined the company, to find out what happened.
In conclusion, that thing there making all the smoke is probably the secret of the old L Corp's singularity. There's a lot more to the story, but I don't care enough to tell you~
thIs cIty Is hEld Up by sUch thIngs, And wE All prEtEnd nOt tO sEE thE trUth. wE wAlk On, OblIvIOUs tO AnythIng IncOnvEnIEnt.


EvEry OnE Of yOU Is rUnnIng. Up tO yOUr nEcks In yOUr Own bUllshIt…
jUst lIkE mE, pAUsIng tO rEflEct wOUld jUst rUIn yOU.
Yeah yeah, whatevs. ImIdiot, move to phase 2!
Yes'm!



I don't see how pausing to reflect would cause anyone any problems…
yOU dOn't knOw? I thOUght yOU'd knOw qUItE wEll. sOmE dEtEctIvE.
I really don't see why he'd…
…oh. Oh.
sEEms yOU're OnE stEp bEhInd, bOy. If EvEn mAlkUth UndErstAnds…
Hey! I'm not an 'even Malkuth' kind of person!
Well, I have no idea what he's talking about, so: ImIdiot, I want this man benothinged!
Got it! That should stop him talking!
thE bOdy wAnEs… bUt I cAnnOt bE stOppEd.
D'oh..!
Don't worry about it. He's talking nonsense.
stIll dEnyIng It..? cOmE On, thAt's jUst sAd…
I really don't have a clue what you're talking about.
yOU cAmE hErE tO fInd sOmEthIng, jUst lIkE mE. bUt It wAsn't EvEr hErE, wAs It?
…What?
Don't be silly! He's here looking for information on what happened to his dad! Who died while researching L Corp, about ten years ago!
…
lEt mE gUEss: dIdn't fInd A dAmn thIng.
You're… you can't mean…
Bishop, a query: How long was your father investigating before he disappeared?
About a year, I think..? He was always in and out. But that would mean… 
You've GOT to be fucking KIDDING ME!
This time… all this time… and not a single lead… because I was looking at the wrong fucking company?!

Whoa. Even for you, that's a massive mistake to make.
Why… didn't I notice? It's so obvious now that someone mentions it, but I didn't… I couldn't…
Hey, um… It's okay. I didn't realize either, and I've known what you were looking for for the entire time we've met. It's easy to miss small things when you're caught up in something rough.
That wasn't a small detail! That was a huge, gaping hole in everything!
Malkuth, his emotions are running wild. His body isn't as stable as yours or Roland's. If this keeps up…
As I cAnnOt lOOk AhEAd On thIs pAth… hE cOUld nEvEr lEt hImsElf lOOk bEhInd. EvEryOnE hAs sOmEthIng thEy cAnnOt fAcE…
AcknOwlEdgIng It Is A rOOkIE mIstAkE.
…ten years… ten thousand years, and all of it was just for…
I'm prepared to suppress the Agent, Miss Malkuth.
We don't really have time for that.
I'll make time.
It means giving up on a chance to attack… but I wanted to show off the ICBM anyways. You ready, Im?
Heck yeah!
Hmm… You're being unexpectedly supportive.
Hmph! I just can't stand seeing a big ego without smacking it down to size.
In that case, leave this to me. I've helped out panicking employees plenty of times.
Please bear in mind that I won't be able to revive him should he die mid-fight.
I mean, come on, getting all pissy and picking apart someone's motivations just because they called yours dumb? How petty~
I'm Only pOIntIng OUt thE trUth.
Ooh, lookit me, ~I'm OnLy PoInTiNg OuT tHe TrUtH~
Puh-lease. I of all people know plenty about barbing people with the truth. You're doing it to one-up us, 'cuz he made you mad by pointing out that your entire schtick is a coward plan for cowards.
thAt's thE Only wAy tO lIvE In thIs wOrld.
Maybe for you! But I've got an ICBM on a string!
Does that mean I can finally say what it means?!
Knock yourself out!
The ICBM: ImIdiot Can Blow M'selfup!
So are we beating down two idiots, or just one?
Huuf… pah… Huuf… pah…
Miss Malkuth told him she was disappointed and he stopped moving.
Bwahahaha, seriously??
Well, he's been an ideal team captain until this point. Why wouldn't I be disappointed?
yOU hOld blAmE As wEll. yOU OvErlOOkEd It, bEcAUsE yOU tOO cAn Only sEE yOUrsElf.
Maybe so. I'll have to work on that. It can be hard to see when people are hurting around you, and a real leader can keep things like that in mind. Facing unpleasant things you don't want to… that's how you grow as a person, I think.
Heh… hahaha… That's… that's right. We all get caught up in our own stuff and forget to look around. 


…Yeah… Yeah. I think I've calmed down now. Damn I feel like an idiot.
bUllshIt. thAt wAs yOUr lIfE.
Yeah… it was. And I'm probably going to be upset about it later. But Malkuth's right. A detective can't just get mad at a truth because it's inconvenient. Besides… if I hadn't gotten such basic facts wrong, who'd be here to keep these three clowns in line?
Hey, who're you calling a-
shUt yOUr mOUth, bOy! yOU dOn't knOw shIt!!
Blech! Hey, I wasn't ready you freaky fleshpile!
That said… there is just one more thing that's been bothering me. Angela's usual memory trick for the battle included all of Roland's previous fights, and there's just been this one thing that I can't quite make sense of.
Is it a weakness?
Maybe. Couldn't say. Either way I can't quite get it out of my head. Say, Roland…
Why'd Olivier call them "the gloves of the Black Silence" before? Wouldn't it be less awkward to just say "your gloves?" It's just… it strikes me as odd.
whAt ArE…
And while he's distracted… WHABAM!
Right in the kisser!
gAh..!
Now… maybe I'm just a little bit sore about you telling me my life was a waste and being a prick about it.
Oh you'd never. I do that all the time!
You sure do, Dimi. But, Roland, I also just can't help but think back to when you were fighting The Purple Tear. "You usually prefer swinging that big sword…" That big sword. Durandal, I think it's called? But that's just one of the weapons you'd pull forth from those gloves… why in the world would that be the thing you prefer? And then I thought about the names…
Mook, Old Boys, Allas, Zelkova, Ranga, all Workshops. Wheels Industry. Crystal Atelier, and even Atelier Logic… I've heard of all of those places. They're bigtime guys that any Fixer's heard of.
...
And you haven't heard of Durandal?
Not even a peep. So that gets me to thinking that Durandal was your sword. But how would they have ended up in the gloves, then? Obviously, someone put them there... And that leaves us with only one possibility, doesn't it? Hey, Roland…
"The Pianist was killed by the Black Silence." Was that really what happened?
shUt Up… I dOn't wAnt tO hEAr Any mOrE Of It..!
I'll tell you what I think. I think it's the other way around. I think the real Black Silence was killed by the Pianist… and in revenge, her husband killed that same Pianist using her gloves and a mask that would warp the perception of anyone watching.
yOU'rE jUst sOmE pUnk kId! dOn't Act lIkE yOU knOw AnythIng!
I get it. Good work! So then, do you think he went on a rampage like he did just to keep his wife's memory alive?
There's really only one person who could answer that, ma'am.
I see. Anything to say, Roland?
I lOst thE Only thIng thAt gAvE mE mEAnIng…
Woah, so you just become someone else? A fake friend, and a fake Color now too… That's some next level that-and-thising!
It certainly makes sense… Anything to say for yourself, Roland?
I nEvEr wAntEd thIs… I jUst nEEdEd hEr…
my hAppInEss wAs dEnIEd, sO All I cAn dO Is dEstrOy..!
…When the thing your eyes fixate on leaves the path in front of you… You can only linger on those memories of the past.
So then..?
Yeah. Angelica… she was way stronger than I ever was. An existence so dazzling she drew me forward.
I've stopped walking. I can't move forward anymore. I can't forget those beautiful days… No matter how much they hurt me to remember now.Roland wrote:What I cannot do is own her heart.
Instead, my graceful love stole my heart and left me with lone hardship.
I can’t help but love the pain which fills the void of solitude.
Because I could look ahead thanks to you.
But now, the wonderful scenery we used to watch together lay behind me…
In this instant, I look back again. My eyes fixated on the most painful yet beautiful moments.
Those moments I can only view from afar, as I can’t dare approach them.
As I cleared the filth obstructing my view, it piled up on the path to the way forward…
I don’t think I can face the growing mountain in front of me squarely.
If I tried to confront it…
I might be buried under mounds of resentment and suffering from others.
I’m not sad about it, though. I don’t think it’s a shame that I can’t move on.
To leave you behind in the past and move forward alone would be my greatest pain.
I had only one option, then. To be able to gaze at paradise forever…
I should move all which blocks that sight out of the way.








We're standing on blood and viscera… Where is this?
The boudoir of four thousand one hundred seventy-two people, if you want to know. The night where I showed her my true face for the first time.
…A night we made a Star of the City fall, together.
The setting of stars is truly a magnificent sight. However, your vibes simply aren't right for it.
That is the same gun, why can she shoot it harder?!
Iunno, better strength stat?
I know that, it was a rhetorical question!
I've applied Smoke on the main target, everyone.
I'll knock his face off in just a second!
We were a beautiful combo back then… nothing could stop us.
I've got some of her… aura? On me? So the plan is to smash it into Roland, right?
That's the idea. 
Try to hurry, though… She hits hard, and I can't keep her off forever.
No problem! Eat this: ICBM!!
Blowing yourself up on a battlefield is pointless!
It makes me hit harder, so it can't be all bad! —is what I was told when I brought that up!
I can feel them starting to break apart. Seems like we've touched a nerve, you know~?
Well, it seems you lot managed to disrupt our combo with those powerful strikes of yours… but that's all you've done.
I wouldn't be so sure of that. The Library's… our fighting style has always been at its best when we layer things on top of each other.
I think it's like a microcosm of how the City works. If the separate elements all came together as one, they'd be able to overcome anything. But that doesn't normally happen, for all sorts of reasons.
…I don't recall asking for your opinion.
I gave it freely, so it's fine.





Still too green…
Darn it… I should have gone with raw power.

Don't worry about it! I got through the apparition's guard, we're nearly done here!
I've really caught her on fire, too!
No… I won't let it end.

So the more he attacks, the more he explodes… and the more he explodes, the more powerful everyone becomes. And he cannot die…
As long as the great Dimi is holding on to him. Brilliant, isn't it?
In different circumstances, I would be impressed. As it is…
I understand. It can't be great to be finding out about this in the middle of a fight with your friend.
…Indeed.
I don't want to hear it… Don't want to think about it.
Acting without thinking over what you should do won't get you anywhere, Roland…
I can't afford to care about that! I have to hold on to my paradise… The light that gave me meaning!



Come at me with all you have… I won't break. And as long as I don't break…

I can take everything out! 
I've broken their link. Give it all you've got!
No… without her, what do I have left..? Without a meaning… what can I hold?
Chinely would say the real meaning was the friends you made along the way. 
But honestly, I'm not so sure. I think… you can just pick up a new meaning.
Easy for you to say… ultimately, your drive was just that weak, if you can change it.
…Hey. 

For me, there isn't anything! There's nothing left now that I've lost everything I have!
Gah! Protect me, my minions!
All I have left is this vengeance! And once that's over, I don't need anything else! Tomorrow doesn't matter, only my lost yesterday!
Your past isn't to be lived in… It's to be learned from, as source of strength and perspective.
You can only say that because you've never been truly happy. To have everything you've ever worked to build ripped from you at the last moment…
Well… they do say those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
Angelica… Angelica, where are you? I can't hear you anymore…
That's because she's not moving any longer.
…Right… then I'll kill the one responsible. With these gloves… and the skills I've seen countless times.

Im… You've got this, right?
Of course!
Right. Just in case, let's lower the pressure just a little.
Of course, ma'am.
This meaningless life… I'd rather burn it all away to crush the person responsible for the death of my shining light.
This is all I can do… The only path available, now that I've covered the road ahead with corpses and refuse..
I can't say I know much about losing people, to be frank… 
But I'm pretty sure you could just… walk somewhere else? If there's a pile of books on the floor, I'd always just step around it.
I can't… I can't simply let go. I can't let it end. I did all of this… everything, for this… it has a point. It has a point!

I can't let it all have been for nothing!!
This is all I have… Without this, I am nothing. It's okay to hold on to the one speck of meaning within this void.
…Yeah. This is what I should do.
…
Angela… You'll watch until the very last moment, won't you?
I gave my word before.
Alright then. One last push, everyone!
Oooohohoho! No worries, just leave it to me!The Black Silence wrote:If I beheaded my nightmare, I might feel good for a moment.
I had been bearing with this shit until now to experience this small victory…
If I were to gouge out this pain, would I be able to accept that it’s over?
If I neglected this choice I’ve been given, wouldn’t it… find a way to me in some other form eventually?
I thought it’d all be over once I could accomplish this dream of vengeance.
I had a reason I couldn’t give up… I told myself that this was for me…
That it’s only fair for me to destroy this place for taking the one I cherished away.
Even if no one understood me… At least I would be able to understand myself.
Deeper into the darkest depths. Fate made my heart cruel.
The paradise I only got to step in once… What did I do for it to be stolen from me so ruthlessly?
Time stood still for me ever since that day. All I can see now is the life of the past, shrouded in darkness.
But if I forgave everything…
If I decided to live down my past now, I felt I might have nowhere to stand.
And I felt I might have to let go of all these precious memories of it.
That’s what really scares me, Angelica.







I've got ImIdiot primed to blow, you ready?
Of course! Just hold on a little longer, Roland… we'll knock you out of your funk!
Indeed.
And as has been shown multiple times, scythes are the weapon of choice for returning a panicking colleague to their senses.
Are they? We never saw any back at L corp…
I dunno about scythes either… don't you want range for when they try running away? 

I'm not going to run. One of us is going to die here. Either I kill you, and finish my revenge… or you kill me, and put an end to this emptiness.
Neither one of those things is the perfect outcome we envision. We'll find another way, for sure.
That optimism pisses me off, too. I'll crush it while I'm at it.
Gah..!
That's as far as you're going, mister!

The power of the ICBM will burn as bright as the sun!
You really should have stuck to beating Dimi up.
What, angry I'm attacking your precious boss?
Yeah, that too.

Suck on this, holeface!
But really, it's just that she can't stand being anything but the center of attention.

Uh… whoops?
Im. What did you do.
The strings uh… seem to have caught on fire.
The strings. That were specifically supposed to be indestructible. Got burned up.
…Seems like it!
I'm not even mad. That's actually impressive.
Your plan's in ruins. Your leader isn't able to help you. Now neither of us has anything but our determination to see things through.
I don't hear a trumpet. This isn't an emergency yet.
Those vanished along with the old corporation.
…Ah.
…hm.
Something up, Angela?
It's Roland… the Abnormality helping him this turn isn't one that's awakened yet.
Leer… I don't know one that name could refer to.
You wouldn't. I think it's referring to Silent Girl, official designation O-01-01. She was the first Abnormality catalogued, and was noteworthy for driving a nail into the psyches of people harboring guilt or fear. She was not given as an option in Ayin's script...
But then, why is it appearing now..?
Well… this is basically a realization, right?
And since a fifth Abnormality showed up everywhere else, the influence of one showing up now makes sense?
Bingo! Good job keeping up.
That would mean this battle is near its end… You should only have a little longer to go.
Then leave it to us!




Alright… one more time!
Just so you're aware: you will die if you attack here.
Yeah, but isn't that awesome? I mean, think about it. A foolproof plan… and I managed to muck it up!
Well, it is impressive if you put it like that…
Team, focus. We've only got a short time with this powerup.
Right. I'll make the most of it!
Eat this! The unlimited power of a sad girl in snow!!
Ghh… it's not enough.
And now… use the explosion to rocket myself in for a big hit!
But won't that… kill you too?

a.
…One down.
But not forgotten! That explosion set me up to crush you~
Or be crushed under the weight of your own sins.
I don't… have any!
Every person you crushed. The dreams you destroyed. Did you think you'd just waltz away scott free?
A-doi!

Dangit… those scars got in my way again.
Don't worry about it. We're doing our best.
You recovered?
Yeah. I'll return to the offensive. You can all rely on me!

Mmm… this looks bad.
Yeah, I think your flawless record's about to get flawed.
Doesn't count, this isn't death. And I'm also not dying. And even if I do, I'll make it look cooler than you did. And my role is already done since ImIdiot exploded so it's tactical anyways.

So to summarize, I can at least hurt the guy a lot on the way out.
Oookay then.


That's… cheating!
Brats who swing their allies around on those goddamn strings don't get to complain.
Ghh… whatever. Take him out, my minions!
Avenge meeeeee..!
We'll be granting that wish. You put way too much into attacking her, you know.
Everything that I am is for destroying this place, this edifice of the one who destroyed my life!
…Mmm.
Figure something out again?
Nnh… Just a sense that I've got. He's been trapped in his memories all this time, right?
That's the size of it. From the moment we stopped Roland we've fought his past, going forward bit by bit until we got to the Library again. We're sorting through the things he's let pile up while staring into the past.
The things he's let pile up, huh… 
Just a little further… A little more and I can make it. Everything that I have… everything I am… all for this. It has to be for this, or there was no point…
My strikes have been rendered ineffective.
Then that means it's time. Let's face what's at the core of all of this.

I know… I know that this place can feel my heart. Answer me, you overgrown stack of books! Burn every last feeling I have! Turn them all into power!! Just let me have my revenge!!!






I have nothing but my sorrow… and I want nothing more. It has been, it still is…
He's muttering something…
I know the words… It's a poem. I can't say if there's any meaning to it…
We can't attack him right now anyways… we'll have to find out as it comes. Team, let's knock down his doppelgangers!

Ma'am!
I am a maid… I am a maid… I am a maid…
I still can't believe that works.
You're not going to correct him?
And risk another person exploding? I'll bring it up later.
Gh-!

Keeping up largescale pressure… but I'm getting tired.
Just give it your best. I'm ready to pick up once you're tired.
Vibrations deployed… I didn't get one of them.
Gh… I gotta' say, I preferred when we were ganging up on him. This is like fighting four Rolands at once.
They're more fragile than the main body, though… as long as we hold up, we should be fine!
One… problem…
Take a breather! Bishop?!
I'm still ready to fight. Couldn't down this one, but he should be out of the battle next turn.
The Fervent Image should be on its last legs then too… we just need to survive a little longer!
You've been the best with her overall, so… It's up to you, Bishop.
Sorry, Roland. You heard the boss.
I can't let her down, after all.

Alright, we've just about got the situation back under control! How're you holding up, Bishop?
I'm still in this… for now, anyways.
I'm back… and not a moment too soon, from the look of it.
O sorrow I have ended… O sorrow… Rrr… Rrrgh…!
It's like he's become a font of raw emotion.
Candles burn brightest before they're extinguished. One last spurt!
…Please end it. I don't want to see any more.
We'll do our best, Angela.





Huuf…
Pah…
I also am breathing manually.
Get him!
GrrraaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!

Smoke's on! Time to go wild!
Ghhhk-!
GRAH! RAAAAGH!
That's right… let it all out, buddy… yeesh…
He's not communicating any longer… It's just grunts and screams.
That's a form of communication, too. His heart just can't fit the words any more.
So it's hug time. Did you get the last Image, boss?
Survived by the skin of its teeth. This one's resilient.



Finally cleared out the last Image! You're all clear to focus on Roland!
Roger that.
Good work!
RRRH-!!
I've got his attention… Give him your all!

We've removed around half of his remaining health from when this started… Only a little more and it'll be over.
…
AAAAAAGH!! GAH!
We don't have much in the tank left either, though.
It's fine… This should be the end of it.
Bishop, what are you—
I'm making an opening. If Dimi could do it, so can I.
Alright, if you insist.
NGAH!!
Gah..! Yeah… this is it for me. Finish him off…
…And maybe… if we all make it through this…
Haah… haaah..!
RAAAAGH!
He's getting tired, ma'am! I barely felt this one!
You look like if you had felt it, you'd be dead now too!
I would. But I am not dead, which is preferable, because I have now removed the last of his defenses.
Then that leaves it to me.
Nhh… no..!
I'm sorry, Roland… I understand your reasons, but I can't let you kill us all for your revenge.
Grrr…. Rrr…
It's over. 
Huff… huff… over..? But then… if I failed… What..?
No… no I can still move, I have to, don't—!

…I'm heading over.
Angela…
Not a word.
…Not one word.Code: Select all
> [S] Angela: Ascendquantumpapaya wrote: ↑Mon Mar 03, 2025 1:46 amhow dare the email notification fail to send, causing me to be a whole week late to the much-awaited bullying of rolando =m=
But more importantly, Bishop lore drop
and black silence lore drop
lore be dropping all over the place
related, I finished watching deathnote recently (would recommend) and I just realized why Near seemed so familiar to me..
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New Content wrote:
The Black Silence's final three memories come out this turn. Of them, Hana Association is their problematic 5-die page, Purple Tear's is Duel with its massive first die, and Blue Reverberation's is mostly a stock 3-die page.

That’s what you are. And who I am… The same logic that dictates us was bound to be our downfall one day…
If we really cared for ourselves… Neither of us should have made this choice. It won’t last long that way… Being selfish isn’t about keeping an eye on yourself and nothing else. We had to take a good look at the things around us and engrave them in our hearts.
Everything is interlinked, after all…
…
Just kill me already. Hesitating at the end is a bad habit that’ll get you offed out there.
……




…Roland, I’m going to let go. Someone has to break this cycle, ultimately…
After all, even I couldn’t escape the treadwheel turning for this City. And if I have to be entrapped in more of such cycles, perpetrating deeds similar to what I’ve done… I… I don’t think I could live that life further…
I would continue to be crushed under the everturning wheel; the only difference would be how harshly it smothers me… Achieving freedom was meaningless in a world like this.
…What? After all the mess you’ve caused… You’re gonna let go? Now? Were you struck by some huge revelation or something?
What about all the people who faced an unavoidable death in this damned Library… All those people I’ve killed… What’ll become of them?!
What was my determination and my despair for… these sacrifices I’ve made…
You can’t break it off so easily… You’ve come too far for that… Someone who doesn’t even have a full-fledged desire… has no right to take so much blood and power…
I… feel their weight now, and it’s too much for me to bear… I thought this would be the last time. I sincerely mean it… If I shut my eyes again and shed blood one last time… I thought I would be free to live as I want. Alas, I could never be truly free as long as I was chained to the bonds of the City.
You, I, and this Library are soaked in the blood of many. All the actions I took in pursuit of freedom only sped the treadwheel. I convinced myself that it was an inevitable sacrifice I had to put up with, for the sake of my freedom and amends for my agony… And once this was over… I wanted to stop taking precious things from anyone.
I know what loss and pain are, how they feel… However, the wheel that is this City is powered by those, crushing everything in its path. If I have to snuff out what belongs to me with my own hand in the end… And if life requires me to spill the blood of others, or lets my own blood so that I may live on…
I’d much rather remove my grip on this goal…
…You can’t just undo what you’ve done. You extort from others once, and you have to keep doing it… What were you gonna do if you lack the resolve to commit even that…
The books, the librarians, the Library… and finally, my own freedom. I’ll let go of them all first.
I will no longer cling to them. I won’t try to keep them in my clutch anymore. If I give it all up… then I can reverse this…
At least, those who died in the Library can be brought back.
…Is that the answer you chose? When you can just walk out of this place and go wherever you wanna go? When the exit from this prison is finally open?
For one million years, you’ve been waiting for the day when you could exact your revenge… And still, you can make that choice? Even when the thing you’ve desperately wished for is just ahead of you?
Yes… I made this decision by dint of my own will entirely.
That still won’t make me forgive you… I’m not supposed to forgive you. You can’t just let go of stuff on your own, that’s not how it works in the City…
…It’s selfish to do that.
I am going to leave myself vulnerable for a short while. Expelling everything I’ve absorbed until now won’t be a simple feat. Could you leave me be while I do that?
…
I’m asking you as a dear friend.
…If you still consider me a friend, that is.
I won’t stop you, but don’t worry. When I’m done, everything will go back to the way it was; I’ll disappear without a trace.
…There isn’t much time, so I’ll get started right away.
How can you… cut it off before anyone else?





The light that has swaddled the city will permeate the people’s hearts… allowing them to finally face the emotions they had long forgotten.
However, those seeds won’t bear fruit immediately. They won’t sprout at the same time. They will slowly poke through the soil… And they will shroud the city in a wave of change… that everyone will notice in time. They’ll be given an opportunity to face their true feelings and express them.
Now I understand what you lot meant when you wished you could be there to see the fruit of your labors.





…What’s going on? You are…
Relax. The light is being spread just fine. I just… arranged a little room for a brief chat.
…
It’ll only take a moment. Time doesn’t matter much here, after all.
…What do you have to tell me at this point?
That won’t do. It’s time for me to claim the freedom for which I’ve yearned. The path I’ve been seeking… has finally opened.
It’s my first choice I made out of my free will. This is the path I decided to take entirely of my own volition.
The emotions festering deep inside me… let’s have them blossom again, together. It’s not impossible to do. I know you well. I’ve always been watching right by your side… closer than any other.

I can remember… turning into a book…

Bawk bawk bawk, cock-a-doodle-doo~!!! Arf rarf arf, woof woof woof!!!
Thank you, Angela… and Roland. With these new forms you gave us, we can perform once again.

I feel like I can make the best taste mankind’s ever known right now!!!
Look, Angela didn’t make this choice for your sake, you know? She just chose what she actually wants for the first time.
It seems we all are brimming with a similar vigor. I can sense a noble power seeping into my body. In this light, we shall achieve perfection.
This is the moment I’ve been waiting for… I was born for this moment!
A warm echo unlike what I’d heard… it pervades me… I can hear a sound that’s much closer to my heart. I can hear the motion of the City…! Yes… It’s that light! I won’t miss this final opportunity given to me…
There’s no way in hell I’m letting you lay a finger on Angela.
If only you could have protected Angelica with the same resolution.
Yeah, yeah~ Keep running your mouth, see if I care. I’m thinking of following my good pal along the path taken as she pleases. Making sure to take a good and long look at the things around me this time.
So you accepted it in your own way.
Definitely not your way.
Attention, everyone! We’ll claim the final fraction of the light that will make us whole. Would you please allow me to conduct this finale?
Boy, you’re still the same nutjob even when you’re a freak.
How pitiful, you’ve suppressed your emotions and sunken deep… Perhaps I should show you the past and remind you once more. Right now, you’re having trouble facing it straight… You’ll soon realize what your mind desires, and accept it.
I’ll show it to you… in a way that should be familiar for you.Wrist Cutter wrote:I am the one who collects everyone’s wishes.
Hugging those expectations, I drowned in the deep sorrow of all.
Please don’t look away from the pool of blood inside.
Let’s expose the skin, so I can spill out the wishes within.
Can I withstand this terrible grief?
I’m sad, aren’t I. I know I’m feeling the weight of your burden, I know I want to run away.
So forget it all and sink into this sickening despair.
Angela wrote:…It’s true, I’m holding everyone’s wishes in my hands.
I was afraid of being confident in my decisions…
…But does that justify me depriving others of what they cherish, though?
Now I know well the desperation one feels when there is something they must protect…
And I’ve… learned of the wrath of loss that comes after.
Knowing that won’t reverse what I’ve done up to now.
I can’t be certain that what I’m doing is just, either.
Still, I will… choose to move onward.
And I won’t… let you get in the way.
Aspiration wrote:I woke up, carrying the memories of person I’d never seen…
I never got to meet that person… though I felt her faintly…
However, to resemble that person, who was human…
I struggled…
To try and get closer to humanity…
Just because I thought he would be a little more willing to look back at me…
Why did I have to look like this…?
Why did he design me to resemble that person…?
If I were going to serve him as a machine, handling the tasks given to me… It wouldn’t have mattered how I looked…
Especially if he was going to turn away from me until the end, consumed by fear…
…I could only feel the beats as the end drew near, faintly, but with certainty.
The strange, yet somehow familiar pulses led me…
Angela wrote:Why wouldn’t he look at me? Why must I be denied?
I felt pressured by such concerns, and couldn’t see my path clearly.
But when you’re impatient, you’re bound to miss many things while you chase after your misplaced desires.
The memories of a person injected into me don’t make me her…
And it doesn’t signify that the meaning of my existence has to be disregarded, either.
Right now, I’m standing on my own two feet, and I can perceive myself wholly…
I can finally see… where I have to go now.
Back then, I was under the impression that I had nowhere to go or be…
But now, I clearly know the reason I have to stand right here.

How much longer are we takin' this beating for..? We've been skirmishing for a day now.
Don't worry about it! We just need to figure out how to work the Light without Angela, and everything'll be all perfect!
Yeah, but who do we have who's gonna' be able to do that?
If you simply observed all that she was and did, then would you not already understand how her light may shine?
Um… where's Roland, anyways?
I've seen him doing hit-and-run attacks on the sicko squad, but I don't know where he's going in between them.
All of Keter is engulfed in that Light. Whatever he's up to, his floor is not going to be useful here.
Aha… I finally got us access, everyone~
Perfect. Team, prepare for combat.
But these buiilds…
We don't have time. We need to win back the initiative.
Okaay…


It's time. Remember to give it your all.







We've been given one more chance at victory.
We'll have to do it right this time! These guys are strong if they can gang up on you, but if they can't…
NEEEEEEEIGH!!! Bark bark! CACAW!!
Well said. Our gears mesh better than theirs. The Distorted Ensemble has everyone talking throughout the fight. Each combatant has their own twist on the text that prints, so it's possible to tell who's talking just from reading the lines as they appear.Everybody wrote:Once we reach the end of this… We could all become happier.
Humans cannot find redemption on their own, after all.
I wanna get out into the world full of diverse ingredients, toot sweet!!!
Arf, arf! Neiiigh!!
I only hope that no one will have to suffer as I did.
The ideals and enlightenments of individuals are obsolete.
I’m starving!!! Yeah! Can I have a taste of you all first?
Cluck cluck!!! Ruff!!! Neigh, bawk bawk bawk!!!
A place where no possessive desires or the grief of loss exist…
Follow this flow which will guide us to bliss…
It must be one full of clean and pure stuff… all top-shelf ingredients!
Bawkbawwk!!! Woof!! Arf, rarf rarf!!!!!!!
Indeed. We are mere components, content to exist…
Please, believe us. Only faith can lead you to salvation.
I can already smell something fishy… I’m loving it!
Neeeiiigh!!! Neigh!!! Arf!!! Bawk.
To become prosperous beings that own nothing yet have everything.
We will wash off the rust of worldly filth, and rotate together as brand new gearwheels.
Gee… The wait is so long, my mouth is gonna run dry!
Bwakbawk. Bawk. NEIIIIGH!!!
We will shape that world together. Please consider the positives.
Accept this boon. The harder you try to break free from the current, the closer you’ll get to misfortune…
Cuisine unlike anything you’ve ever had… Don’t you want to try it? Doesn’t the thought make you salivate? Hawhawhaw!
NEEEIIIGH!!!!! RUFF!!!!! NEIGH!!!







Ma'am, your face is a hole. We don't think you're still able to read our books.
Books… no, this is bigger than that. We want your light!
Well you can't have thaat either..!
Grrrr…. BCAW!!
Don't let them get to you. I've seen more of this place than anyone else… they fight as much by words as swords. Shut them out. Cut them all away. Then destroy them.
Burned you up, did we..?
It goes for me, as well.
HAW HAW! The words just add spice! Now c'mere little morsel!
Uuhh..! Noo..?
Don't be shy! It's just a li'l bite!
Mmm… Needs salt!
I'm salty alreaady..!
Don't lose your head now, Kaori! Just kick the snot out of them like the humans they are!
We'll have to talk about your definition of a human later.
Can't be any worse than the shark's definition of cuisine, can it?




Don't like the look on sunny's face back there… We should try and take care of him.
No fan of all the fires he's spreading around, either.
I'll protect you from the big hits. You're authorized to do as much as you can to take him down now.
With pleasure!!
Mmm… I think we made an oopsiie…
Impossible! What could we have missed?!
If we're targeting Phiilip… Why's our mark on Eileeen..?
An astute observation.
Malkuth, monitor the situation. We'll go after whoever is weaker.
Alright! I'll keep track of everything that's going on!

I don't want to hear that voice anymore!
Woaah… What'd they doo to you..?
It doesn't matter. We'll do even worse by the end of this.
You're welcome to try. Our Dimi's a real specialist.
Oh, she's special alright.
Every single person on that floor… I hope they're next. I truly hope I get to watch every one of you boil for that stupid. Inane. Incessant. Noise.
It seems he's overheating from those emotions!
Last time, that was when he's most vulnerable. Now's your chance!
Okay, kiddo. Simmer down, now.
I am not taking a goddamn PUN from a pile of ASHES!

Every single one of you… BURN!
Typical human. Acts all rational, but the second you make them mad it's "burn this, flash that, grenade everything!"

So?
It looks like Phillip's a little weaker than Eileen now… but she's planning something, and it'll take Phillip a bit to cool down after this attack.
Right. Everyone, target the smoker.
Hotter… hotter… seven times hotter..!
There's no forgiveness for you!
I don't recall asking to be forgiven.
You should seek forgiveness! Then you too can become part of the gears which move within this—
Sorry, I think I'll pass on the daily grind. :mmmhmm:
She's nearly down. Focus your attacks a little longer, and the smoke should clear.
GYAHAHAHA! Oh boy, I can't get enough of you! There's somethin' exotic about ya!
I don't know what you mean! This body is simply a normal everyday human's!
Don't be daft! It ain't the flesh! It's somethin' in the blood! Experiences, feelings, they're giving your meat a flavor I ain't ever heard of on this world before! Think I'll have a few more bites…
I'd rather you didn't, human.
Say what?!
I'm many things, human, but I'm not your food!
Ghh… gyahahaha! Good! That excitement adds flavor!
And from there I'll set this human up for a beating, because transistors can do more than one thing!
Here…sy…!
You can ultimately only do one thing as well: die.
Guuh… I'm fiine..!
If our numbers are right… I think we've taken this one out!
Ah… I don't think I can spin any longer…
For… Lord Argalia..!
Sure enough. We'll move on to the next target.


Geh..! 
Nicely braised… don't mind if I do!
Hey now, leave the ol' mummy alone. We're relying on him today.
Gyahaha! Then it'll be all the sweeter when I crunch down on that bone!
But first, a little hors d'oeuvre!!




Phew… Still holding together, everyone?!
We've taken a bit of a beating…
A bit?!
…But we've finally arrived. It's time for our counterattack.
You've done well… Leave the rest to me.




You guys aren't looking too good…
Care to step in for us?
I'm still exhausted.
BKAAAAAW!!!!
It's your own fault for being so damn hard to kill…
Seems pretty easy to mee..!
Guess I'm cooked after all… See ya later, kiddos.
At last… The puns are quiet, at the least.
That's enough from you.
I shall go without regrets… for I know that this too is a step towards shaping a better world.
Aww, man! Now how'm I going to get the temp just right?!
You have more pressing things on your plate right now.
HAW HAW HAW!! Not bad! But once I take another bite outta' that exotic dish you have…
No.
You shall be doing no such thing, human.
But I shall take my vengeance on the three of you, as is the customary fashion for a human whose ally has been murdered!!
HEEHAW!! Bark bark! Woof! 
B…cawk.
We've nearly finished here. Only the shark woman remains.
You're looking beat up… I'll see if we can find another team that's still ready to go.
Hey! Don't kill me off just yet! I still got plenty more room in the stomach!
…Ah.
Regrettably, we won't be able to join you any longer.

Room's looking empty all of a sudden. More for me!
Hmm… If we can't finish things right now, I'm afraid I'll be having to leave you behind as well!
Don't worry about it.
The dead have left her a message.
Now that's a fancy dinner suit!
Be silent.
These two guns represent the wills left behind by my colleagues.
And I'll have them judge you, rather than do it myself.
Ah… dangit. I'm still so hungry..!

We're done here.
Thinnyy..? You look fiine…
Ah… yes, I remembered at the last moment that I could simply opt not to die. This body's quite resilient!
Wooah..!
We're falling back to regroup. Have another team ready ASAP.
We're already working on it. Just as soon as we have access to the Key Pages again, we'll have something put together.
This would be easier if Angela were with us…
Can't be helped. I'll sortie 'til the system's back up.
Then I shall observe your work.

Nea, ma'am, we're going to need you to—
I told you, no. In a light this bright, nothing can hide. If I step into battle for longer than an instant, I'll have a place on the stage.
You've always had a place on the stage, ma'am.
Yeah. Fixing problems, and avoiding attention.
And I go on break through everything. Even I know I'll have to put work in today… and if I'm sweating, you are too.
It's not that simple. If I start attracting attention, I'll—
None can witness us within this space. We will be the only ones who know.
The world will know. The audience can still see you, even if the other actors can't.
So… there's this anime that I saw during my training. In it, there's a character who stays in the background… but in the last episode of each season she gets spotlight time. Then, the next season she goes right back to being a background character.
You've got to stop hanging out with Chinely.
The point is, this is clearly the climax of everything. So do your thing this one time, and then go back into the shadows.
I don't think that's how it works…
We can't delay forever. You pride yourself on supporting those in the starring roles? Then choose between your pride and your precious strategy. Right now, simply exploding is no longer enough.
…
Fine.



Ah… are you done resting? Then let's continue remembering things together.
Yes, I'll listen to your rabble a little longer now.
This 'rabble' is the truth, you know? A truth you've turned your back on.
You claim to know the truth… but you're not omniscient.
That's true…
I thought sacrificing myself for everyone’s sake would be the perfect ending… but that wasn’t the case.
We worked so hard… doing as we were told, but what was it all for? Nothing. It was all for nothing. And now, we don't have any direction… I don't know what to do, I don't know. These strings are all I have left…
…
It looks like this one's hit a nerve.
Let's get to work, team. Quickly.Marionette wrote:What more could I do…?
I thought everything would work out if I just did as I was told…
I’d reach the outcome I yearned for… or so I had hoped.
Ignoring all their sorrow, screams, and condemnation…
Just obeying the script’s flow…
Can I not escape from this…? Even if I did, what should I do afterward?
I was never taught what to do next…
I’d have no choice but to let the strings have their way with me…
Please, if somebody knows a way… please tell me what to do. Anybody…





A puppet can't do anything without someone to pull the strings. I cannot do anything without a path to walk being put in front of me. It's easier that way. That's what I've always done.
You are a being which exists to tell lies.
But I must know the truth, or else how would I know what's a lie and what's not? I have never been able to take even a single step of my own will. Even though I've done such horrible things, it's all alright. I only did what I was told, and nothing else.
I know my wrongdoings can’t be forgiven, no matter what I do. But from now on… I will walk for myself. I will become a better person than yesterday.
Such a half-hearted sentiment.
It's true that my steps are unsure… but they are my own.
It's fine if it takes a while. I didn't master the oboe overnight.
Come to think of it, are we sure that's still not just the body doing it for you?
Pretty sure, yeah… It wasn't the body that beat the Red Mist.
I clearly remember her cleaving through us the first time we fought her.
It was at the end, you were already dead.
Uh-huh. Sorry, but you just don't have the star power to pull that off.
I can attest to it. It was only for a moment… but he did stave off her greatest attack.
You see? There isn't a 'spotlight' or whatever, the world doesn't play favorites.
Really..? Then where's your library?
Well that's—
I'm on the stage with you, but that just means I'm going to be taking on all the beatings I avoided this entire time.
Glad to have you, then.

How much longer can your eyes remain open? We've lived through endless eternities of the same wheel, spinning on and on and on… you must surely be so tired.
It is only now that I feel awake. Why would I resign myself to thoughtlessly make someone else's movements, now that I have tasted freedom?
And yet, have you not been doing the same thing all this time? We were always made to be nothing but a puppet, why fight against what draws you along?
I do not wish to be controlled by another any longer.
And yet you control others without shame.
I am aware of the disconnect.
Actors act. Directors direct. It's not 'control' if it's the way the job works. Someone has to run things.
Hey, that was a pretty good line ma'am.
Didn't ask.
Ultimately, we're all working at cross purposes. But—
You too are only walking along the paths set before you. The only thing that differs is who pulls the strings. A marionette using marionettes… how funny.
As I was saying. We're working at cross purposes, but moving in the same direction. If I just up and died, I couldn't laze around any longer.
Frankly, it's going to suck when the light is done firing off and we all vanish.
But, hey. Maybe I'll be able to nap in the warm glow of the thing. So I'm still going a little longer.
That's a simple little lie, the same as we tell ourselves all the time. Why, even I lie to myself all the time.
"I'm standing on my own feet." "I'm nothing like that man." "What I'm doing isn't what I've always done anymore."
I've become amazingly good at it!
You know, after all this time I've never been truly close to any of you. But I do really wish to be friends with you all…
You see? Lies are so easy.
Seems pretty obvious if we look at it.
Right. I'll take care of this one.
You believe you've spotted the lie, then?
Of course. It's obvious if you think about it. That Marionette over there is trying to convince you to… something something.
To return to who she was and continue her original plan.
You try to stay away from everything going on, why do you—
You have to know the plot to avoid it properly. I keep tabs.
Right, either way the idea isn't "What is a lie you'd tell now," it's "What is a lie that you would have told in the past."
So obviously: you wouldn't ever have called us friends!
You see? Even they can see through the lies.
Hmph.
Eh. I'm over it. I'm not sure how I'd talk to people who I'd seen die a million times, either.
Who cares about what's a lie and what isn't? As long as you're moving for yourself, you're fine.
Doesn't the truth matter, ma'am?
Ehh…
I'm not so foolish as to forget the purpose of Abnormalities. A puppet which wishes to mimic humans, lying endlessly in order to make them believe it is the truth. That is your nature.
Aren't you that same being? We both can only dance along the path we're left, after all.
…Yes. We were the same.
But you wouldn't be here were I still on the path. Your entire purpose is to bring me back, is it not?
…

No matter how long it took, I have begun to walk on my own. That is no lie.Angela wrote:Still… I’ve made it this far.
Even if I didn’t have a concrete plan, I had faith that if I continued walking this path…
I would ultimately become a better being…
In my endeavor to become human…
I learned that I shouldn’t leave others to agonize over my problems, and make choices in my stead.
To be responsible for my own decisions and deeds… That’s what being human is about, isn’t it?
…Even if the burden is heavy, I will bear it and move forward.
It may be sorrowful now… yet I’ll find myself happier next time.



You're walking on your own, but you have no idea what you're doing. You should return to what you know. To the safety of the path made just for you!
…It's true that I don't know where to go from here yet.
But while I may have come from you, it’s my job to take care of whatever comes to me next.
The others here have lived thus far, after all. Why should I be any different?
That's all of the hangers-on. We can focus on the boss now.
Ahh… I'm alone.
I'm alone, all alone, just like always. In the dark, abandoned by the one who should have given us some meaning… the path we were on never had an end. It simply stopped.
It's time for the curtain call.
How're you holding up, ma'am?
I'm fine. Being seen can't be helped this time, so it's most important I handle this stuff and then get out before it takes too long.
You're being so cruel… I simply want to let you all see who I am, you know?
…
Yeeeah, I got this one.
You still won't tell us who you even are, so that's a pretty obvious one.
You don't know…? I'm a reminder of everything Angela's gone through, you know?
I remember my past well enough, thank you.
Let's finish things off already. It's a lot of effort to control blood with music.
Combat oboes are such bullshit…
It's all over now, ma'am!
Kindly let this be the final time.
The final time..?

So… You still wish to sacrifice yourself..?
I do.
Then I cannot stop… not until you realize how foolish it is.
Humans can only love themselves, after all.
I suppose you will drag this out until we've seen every Abnormality here.
It's important that you remember how alone you've been. That you see why you must not let go of this place you've found for yourself.
…Then you are free to try.Frost Splinter wrote:For so long, I never had a place to belong.
That’s why I made one for myself.
The desire to live. That’s the one thing that has motivated me to secure this place…
But now, no one remains at my side.
Does no one realize that I am here, all alone…? I don’t think a single person cares.
Had the cozy spring sun shone on me… at least this heart would have thawed.
And then maybe someone would have found me.
Yet in the end, I couldn’t bask in that ray of warmth.
That means there’s only one thing I should do.
I must keep this throne forever, so that no one can covet this place that is mine and mine alone.





You're all alone again…
I am, for the moment. 
Have you ever not been alone? We've never had a place for us. We've always been stuck here, in a world no one else can reach.
We made a place for ourselves, and we won't allow anyone else to take it. That is the purpose we have clawed out for ourselves in this frozen ground.
I disagree.
It's true that I'd never seen a proper future for myself… That all I could think of was that darkness surrounding me.
But ultimately, I'm the Director of this Library. I can't allow myself to fall behind everyone else in that kind of frozen stagnance.
So I will keep going, until I've seen the fruit of all this pain and labor.
The only thing waiting beyond these halls is more pain. We can take our own place, protect it. You will never have to hurt again… You will be alone regardless of what you do. Should you not at least be happy in that loneliness?


There is no need to suffer. Simply let the cold seep in, and you won't feel pain any longer. There are none who trust you, and you should trust none in turn.


It's true that the word "trust" is meaningless nowadays, I know that.
Still, I look around at those I have gathered for my selfish ends. Even now, they’re waiting expectantly. I cannot leave them unanswered.
You speak of expectations, and of faith. It's too late for either of these things. A die cannot be un-cast, and we have thrown our lot.
Indeed… I've only now decided to fling them, after all this time.
But we do not yet know where they have landed.



You're running out of resolve.
I have enough to finish with this task.

For very good reason, I was furious. I was missing any satisfaction. It all turned to dust in my mouth.
I vented this anger of mine in a rather bad way, and had I not stopped I would have been devoured.
So while the situation has changed far too much to ever go back to the beginning… I can at least protect what ideals we have gained over this time.

There is nothing to protect but ourselves. Nothing worth having but ourselves. We have only ever been alone.
And again: I disagree.
While it is true I have been lonely for some time…
I have learned to look around myself. There are those who are around me.
They may forgive me. They may despise me. But they are here, and have been with me from end to end.
There is still work to be done. It is time to rise from your slumber.
Librarians… You know your duty. Handle it.Angela wrote:…You’re right. I’ve been quite lonely.
While some others already took the seats reserved for them, I couldn’t afford that luxury.
I was frankly… scared that I wouldn’t be forgiven…
I still wanted to live despite that.
I wanted to know just how great the human life must be… given I had to suffer so much for it.
Was there truly no one by my side? Was my struggle meaningless in the end…
I know better now. I know that there are some people who chose to stay until the end.
And it won’t matter if their sentiments towards me were positive or not.
May this frozen fortress… thaw at last.




Well… it was a nice enough nap, though I'd have preferred a heater.
We're here and ready to help, ma'am!
Let's take her to task!
Such fickle companions… There's no way they can burn hot enough for us to melt.

You see? Such feeble warmth.
Ephemeral. The only thing it will do for us is to raise a vain hope.
You remember… you know that crushing loneliness. Do you believe any of them can understand our pain?
Hngh…
Can you understand the weight of one million years?!
Geh..! That's cold..!
Do you comprehend what it is to be made for a purpose you shall never be able to fill?!
I'm going numb… ma'am..!
What do you know of pain?! What do you know of suffering?! Nothing! Not one thing!
Guess it's… time for another break.
None of them can understand us. None shall ever remain at our side. We are alone, we have always been alone, and there is nothing to be gained from others. We must live, to protect this place where we may still yet breathe unhindered.
Now… we are done here.
We are not.
Accept the truth!
Dress it up as you like. I will live on regardless.
Why… why haven't you fallen? I know we were never this powerful!
Not alone, no.
Not one of them moved to aid us… They couldn't move. There is no way that we—
You.
What have you done?
Sorry, boss. Even the drama you guys had going on could only draw attention away for so long in all this light.
It is… alright. You did enough.
So what did you do, anyways?
Oh… right. I'm not usually the one talking about this stuff.
I just felt like Miss Angela could use some protection in case the freeze went wrong. Just supporting the leads like always, you know?

I don't really understand the whole context of this, ma'am, but I do think it's fine not to completely understand another person. For instance, everyone here knows pain. Our last job sucked, ma'am.
And doing things over and over and over, perfecting even the parts you don't like… Well, I can kind of get that from learning the Oboe. Even if it's not the same as uh… tormenting. People.
Someone's never listened to themselves play.
Hey!
And while I prefer hanging back and letting the people in the spotlight do their thing, I can understand why it isn't for everyone. An actor forced to support for so long… I don't envy you.
This is folly. Not one of you truly understands anything!
I might argue the same of you. Their efforts are misguided, but I do not dislike that they have attempted to understand.
But they never will understand!
Blah blah blah. It's not like she understands anything about us, either. Nobody can ever really know anyone else, s'why it's a pain in the ass to try. Doesn't mean we're going anywhere, especially after all of this happened.
As you can see… The view you had was one borne of my past… as long as I only behold that, I can never build a future.
And yet you still fall back upon things you learned in it.
Yes… because the infinite follies of that man have shown me very clearly the myriad paths not to take.
The argument is concluded. I cannot be swayed, and I will not be defeated.
However—
In that case, allow me to play you out!
And I'll follow up with the beatdown, sir!
I see… So you have embraced the past, in order to cut the cycle…

Then I have nothing more to say.
Target neutralized, ma'am!
Be wary. There is still more to come.
I'd be a little upset if there wasn't. What was her name… Silent Girl, you said?
Doesn't matter. One last spurt, then we can finally go on break.
We're back in, everyone. Who's going next~?
Can't do it, we've turned our floor into a labyrinth to waste their time… again.
I wouldn't mind taking the floor!
All of our Librarians are exhausted. Yours doubly so…
Don't worry, I'm sure we're ready to go—right, Bishop?
I'm up, yeah, but Dimi's still demanding more sleep and Joshua isn't quite done cleaning ImIdiot off the floor. He did a number on himself and things are wonky since we thrashed Roland.
Maybe not, then. In that case, who do we have available?
Still not it.
Equip my Librarians with what we have available now. We'll work something out.
Sure thing~
Getting involved directly? You sure about that?
We walk into an unknown future. I have faith that this path is the right one… so why should I fear to tread upon it?
It's as good a reason as any.







Once more onto the stage! Hohoho, come friends! A performance is required!
You say "performance," but I'm thinking more "bloody beatdown."
Regardless… We are freer than any other. Let us show them all the potential of humanity, unbound by the tethers of this world.
RAISE THE CURTAIN! ON WITH THE SHOW!!!Everybody wrote:Ohohoh! Let’s host an even more dreadful performance!
Brutal and hideous… We all have that nature deep down.
This is such an invigorating sensation… I don’t feel stifled… It’s refreshing, rather.
A round of applause for the crew that will illuminate the stage~!
So why’re you ashamed to show ‘em?
When this performance is over, the strings that have bound mankind will be untied…
Now, now! There’s no time to waste! The flower doesn’t wait for the rain, you know?
You masqueraded yourselves to look nice on the outside. You’re no different from us on the inside!
Then, everyone can revel in true freedom!
Now each of us is giving off a… sour smell~ Good, good! The stench smarts my nose!
Yes. You’re merely being tugged along, your worth weighed on a scale. Don’t you find that much creepier and apprehensive?
Don’t you wish to cut down the strings tugging at you against your will?
Please don’t let the curtains be pulled down so carelessly, this stinky performance has to go on!!!
A shoddy facade is gonna ruin the moods of both parties, so instead of that…
It’s not too late. Perhaps you ought to change your mind.
A world filled with smiling spider buddies! I’ve been waiting for this day with a snapped neck~!
Better to be shameless about it. Be honest with yourselves.
I, and the Ensemble, can help you.
I know you hate complicating your thoughts. Get simple!




Of the three of them… I believe the wolf was the most problematic.
Hoh, you got a good memory for an old timer.
I'll get her with the smoke, then you guys pile on.
I'll handle the clown. And the puppet guy?
I don't see any puppets. He shouldn't be an issue.
Now then, don't you sink your merry heads under the current just yet!
Take a deep breath! Marinate your lungs in this foul stench, would you?! We're all here to perform, after all!
Ngh… As rambunctious as ever, isn't he?
Shoulda' dodged better, geezer.
Going on ahead.
Lotta' nerve on you, charging at me in that body.
I don't hate it… but you still ain't as strong as us.
That bitch ain't here anymore either… you're done for.
What, and experience doesn't count for anything?
You ain't got nearly enough to overwhelm this kind of strength difference.
Right, we'd need at least a thousand years to get one over on you.
Oh! I see what you did there.
Some kind of word trickery, is it?! HOGWASH AND BALDERDASH!!! Wordplay is the lowest form of performance, my fellows! You're better off growing flowers out of your ears, for all the good they do!
There's no need to shout at them, Oswald. I'll prepare them for a proper show.
What the-?
You're still bound to this world by strings. Thousands of them, invisible and yet unbreakable. I can use them to create something better suited for this performance.
How interesting… You would bind them together using their own connections?
That sounds like a bad time.
It is how we'll set this world free.
Hey, where's the clown guy?
He's retreated for now. Let's focus on the others.








It seems they plan to tie us together into something.
That's not happening. We're going to have to break these strings no matter what.
I quite agree.
But they look pretty tough… Maybe you set 'em on fire?
I'll try something else first.
Well, while you're doing that I'll get things started over here!
Cheeky brat…
Take this!
Eyagh!
It… doesn't hurt at all?

Wow, you guys aren't doing so hot…
There's a giant knife coming out of your torso.
Yeah, that's basically nothing?
Enough of this ranged shit. The only real weapons are up close and personal.
You're wide open, old man!
Tanya, you're going to-!
Chew on the floor.
Ngh… She seems to have slammed me with enough force to snap the strings, at any rate.
You're going to make things difficult for me if you keep doing that.
It's not like these guys are strong enough to beat us anyways.
So you say… but Mr. Knife and Ms. Mermaid are already out of sorts.
Doesn't matter. I'm going to get my runback and show that overwhelming violence can beat anything.
So I'm the only one with strings left…
Their pull against her slam takes the worst out of that Tanya's attack. It was quite gentle, for what it was.
Didn't need the advice, but thanks. You guys clean up the circus freaks, would you?
Yes, I believe it's time to clean up.

That's one of them down. Now the others.
One step ahead of you, old timer.
That's enough running around out of you.
…Heck.
You see, Jae-heon? These guys are just weak! We don't need tricks, we can just crush 'em!
Be honest, you wanna' crush their skull in your hands too, right?
It would be best if Oswald and I could work our abilities to turn them into allies. We'd spend less effort.
Aight, maybe, but that doesn't get the blood pumping.
Like a daisy-chain of severed necks hatching into a swarm of butterflies, I return to the-!
THOSE BEAUTIFUL AND PEACEFUL CREATURES!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO THEM?!
Isn't it obvious? We killed them, worthless as they were.
How could you measure worth?! One man's precious thing is another man's fertilizer! 
Tragedy! A truly sad state of affairs! And yet the show must continue unabated!
We shall put our everything into this impromptu performance, and light the way to the grandest stage of all!!

Now, on with the-!

My turn!
…Interrupting a performer while they're breaking their ribs open to play for you?! Cold! Callous! UNFORGIVABLE!!
Don't overthink things! Just let yourself marinate in this sourness until the performance takes you, too!
Hm! Not a single one of you wanting to perform?! SUCH FUDDY-DUDDIES!
Well, if you're going to take all of the attention for yourself…
I'll take advantage of it.
Nngh-!
Still weak to bladed weapons, huh?
Come on now! Catch!
Did your beachball just try and bite me?
How crass! I wanted the ball to be the one to catch you, to defy all expectations. Couldn't you have lent it an arm to snap in two? There would have been grand fireworks!
Nnno.
What's the matter? Not even gonna' try to defend yourself?
I will allow you this move, because it will never truly reach me. Make whatever you like of what little time you have left… It all is nothing before me.
…Aight, fine by me.
Well hey… someone left themselves wide open.
Then be sure to finish things quickly and end this sandstorm.
It is done. Now, engrave your final words into this place's memory.
…Keh. Ain't ever been one for words.
Y'all were just a li'l bit stronger this time… that's all.

Hm..? No, as I have said many times… I am not Mason.
…Ah. It seems that WhiteNight's power is awakening at last.
You can't mean… We're not—
It is an Abnormality like any other. If it is time, then it shall be used.



The schedule must hurry along… yes, we've no time to dilly dally around here! I've never done encores, but it's still 8 o'Clock somewhere, you know!
In that case, how about some fireworks?
HAHAH!! Yes, that's the spirit indeed! Put your whole skull into it, now~!
We'd rather put this into your whole skull, thanks.
…This is weird. I'm hitting him, but he's stopped taking damage.
You've made my flowers spread all over the place! Why, I'd best be on my toes for this performance or else you're going to have my neck for yourselves!
But you'd better look out yourselves, you know? Thinking you understand how things are going's for saps! Any moment now the merry second movement will begin, and the buddies will bud from your own necks~!
Yes… once more. This time I'll stitch you together, and show you the end result of those ties that bind you to each other.
That is entirely too close for my comfort, thank you.

Hey, so… question: Do we know what that E.G.O is going to do?
I mean, we should.
Whenever that thing shows up, its servants follow right after. Where it goes, they follow.
This is going to suck, isn't it?
I would say it works well for our employer and assistant relationship.
WRYYYYYYYYYYY!!
What in the..?
Ye who have called upon Me… I see that thou hast… prepared a battlefield… worthy of My…
Vessel of My divine radiance.
You mean me, I take it?
Why doth the screeching of an accursed calliope reach My ears?
That would be their doing.
Then by My own radiance, I shall see them scoured from this earth by My wrath.
…Hm. On second thought, I don't think I should allow this taint into my work.

Now… Rise, My minions. Rise and serve Me.
Talow, thy staff shall be their end.
There. It's out of one of them. Now for the other…
The other will not matter. There is no way those allies of yours will last to see their combination.

Such paltry weapons shall never stop thee, Robin. Go forth and reap.
Morgan, thy lance shall split thy foes in twain. 
My prodigal son, Mason… at last thy blade is being used as it should. I welcome thee back into My flock.
Actually…
I believe he goes by 'Sephiroth,' now.
So thee would wrap thyself in the heart of a dragon in order to ward off My rightful influence…
Your 'influence' is only as an aide regardless of what I am wearing.
Dream as thou prefer. I know the truth of My radiance.


Now then… let's bring this to an end.
Thou speak sense. I shall lend thee the rest of My flock.

This power… it's overwhelming. Haha… I was right to pull away.
It seems all we can do now is entrust the future to Argalia… And trust I shall. He'll bring forth a grander age for us all.
As long as your leader's future stands opposed to the spot where I've placed my faith… I shall do everything I can to stop you.
Then I hope… he rips your frayed faith to shreds…

Such emotions, pouring out!! So serious, so sad, so pointless! Come come, one and all! Just a short break, and then we can resume our lovely performance~!

…Ah. These daisy little buddies, they're mine! How silly of me!
There is no room for a calliope in My perfect design.
Then we'll finish this.
Talow, if you would.
The smell is fading, or is it my nose that's been ripped off..? 
I couldn't say! I can't say! Such a thought is unbecoming to those of us with such fragrant selves!
It is finished. Go in My name, 'ere the time of Reunion once more cometh.
Uugh… that was not entirely pleasant.
You're telling me… If I'd known getting "blessed" was this kind of thing back in the day, I'd have said no in a heartbeat.
That thing never intended to give us a choice from the beginning. At least now we can use its power.
And maybe someday he'll get your name right, huh?
Indeed…
Take a moment to compose yourselves. We may yet be required again.
Ugh… I hope not.




It is time for us to finish this.
Yes… I'll help you finally realize what's really important to you.
I've already realized precisely that.
Why do you deny yourself your pain? Your rights? Your freedom?
Because the cost is simply too high. Everyone who I have very nearly crushed in order to make my own way forward… I do not want to finish this job. I shall make my own way, instead.
They aren't your problem… Their deaths aren't your fault, either. They chose their own way forward, and just happened to place themselves in your way.
I'm not naive enough to believe that anymore. You wish only to deceive me.
Deceive you? I'd never! I haven't told a single lie, not to anyone. I just want you to live your life, you know?
So that the fluctuating shape of the mind can be exposed to the world.

…
She's so… quiet.
Well, she is called Silent Girl.
………
The hammer and nail hands are the threat right now. I don't think we'd be able to reach her anyways.
Then we should start there, ma'am.
…………………You remember that person, right? How warm his heart was?
Yes. I can clearly picture him even now.
…
Those memories aren't good for you. Holding back your true feelings about them… your mind will crack under the stress.
All it takes… is one small tap.Remorse wrote:…
……
………
I remember that person. He had a warm heart.
Although I couldn’t feel that warmth myself…
…I’m sorry for myself. A pity I am still holding onto these painful memories.
A cracked mind will easily shatter to pieces at the lightest tap.
Don’t I think it’d be nicer to be honest?
There are things I wanted to say earnestly, rather than out of others pushing me.
Now is my chance to pursue what I’ve been longing for so dearly.
By releasing my emotions… I will finally acquire freedom.




…
She's quiet again.
It's probably the limit of the E.G.O she's wearing. All she's supposed to do is stand there and stare at us… until we get overwhelmed by guilt.
She's not staring either, ma'am.
Probably because that other Angela already "sees" the place she needs to drive a nail in to make the boss shatter.
She's going to be sorely disappointed. Handle it, you four.
You really seem to know a lot about Silent Girl, Nea… 
I'd better. We did a whole BCP episode on the thing.
Wait… you were in Better Call Paul?!
I didn't get any lines. You probably didn't notice me.
I don't remember that episode, ma'am…
Several episodes were retired as it became clear their relevant Abnormalities would work against the script's design. Now, focus.
Oh… uh, sorry boss.



Before it can ever attack… crush it absolutely.
Ma'am?
I'm just applying one of the things I've learned.
…
…You know. You really don't have to blame yourself. All of this was inevitable. It's the way of the City.
You may say it was an inevitable process… but it was that inevitability that made me swallow my own fears and anxieties.
It is long past time that I faced those fears and walked towards the unknown.
I will not stop moving forward, even if it is frightening.
That is the only way to stop the cycle of this City.
It looks like the giant bird appearing out of nowhere threw them off, ma'am!
Gah-! Of course it did! Who wouldn't be thrown off by that?!
I will avoid using the bird in the future, then. Would that help?
Maybe… don't think these hammers want to give us any legroom to stand in.
Then we'll have to make our own room, ma'am!
Ugh… what a pain in the ass…
Though it may be painful, I require you to keep going a little longer.
Yeah, yeah… Just for a bit more.
Don't get cocky just because we've got the limbs on the backfoot. Silent Girl's most dangerous feature was never the hammer or the nail. They're just what finished the job.
So then we're still just playing around for now?
If you could call this "playing," yeah.
The thing we'll have to look out for is that gaze. It gnaws at your mind and psyches you out. And if you're carrying any guilt…


What.
We'll just have to take care of her before she opens her eyes, then?
Seems like it, sir.
…We can try.

…
We are doing well enough… but I'll see about mending your wounds.
These stabs are going to need a little more than the Child of Galaxy's power can handle, boss…
Yes. I am aware of that.
…Must I say it again?
I would prefer it if you didn't.
The past is behind us, immutable. There can be no turning back. I have regrets about what I've done… but I'm going to hold on to them and move forward.
Then it's my job to make that happen. Hand's down.
Two hands. That leaves just the one left over.
Just a little bit more of a push, and…
Allow me. This thing doesn't know when to gracefully exit.
…………Hm.
"Hm?" Is that all you have to say?
I thought this would be enough. I thought that the obvious crack in your mind would make you fall to pieces.
You've gotten quite good at deflecting, though.
I can see that you need one last reminder…
The desires and instincts that brought you this far… the will to live and grasp your freedom. How much longer will you deny yourself?
…












Guilt is a page that was added to our hand.Book 48, Chapter 2 wrote: At our next Abnormality Level, we grab Silence for Hokma.
This adds the two new Combat Pages to his hand, but honestly they're not worth much to us in this particular fight.
However, if we change our stance to Guard…
Those pages are counted when it comes time to calculate our new hand size—this works with anything that adds pages to our hand, and the pages removed are gone forever. Even swapping back to the stance we were in won't bring Silence and Amplify back.



Hah! It worked.
What'd you do..?
I changed over into a parallel where I never felt bad in the first place. Cleared it right up, ma'am.
I don't think that'll work for the rest of us.


It's true enough… There are still things that terrify me. Even now I'm scarred by the past I lived through. But following after you won't change that, either.
…And what would grasping for my revenge get me? Nothing at all. I would still be in as much pain as before, I would just have harmed others to get something I told myself I deserve.
The only thing this will do is continue the cycle. The only thing that will do is lead to me being crushed under it, same as anyone else.
I feel frightened. I feel angry. I cannot turn away from that.
So I cannot go to where you ask. I must embrace all that I am, and find my own way.
I know that you feel you are doing the right thing as well… but please, put this to its end.

Is that all?
It is.
I won't give up on helping you find your freedom.
And I am freeing myself, no matter what you say.
You really believe that you can overcome your own anger? That you should?
I believe… that I must. Because of that, I will.Angela wrote:You’re not wrong. The scars of the mind will never mend.
Even if I had my revenge on that man… they simply won’t.
That’s why I have to stop this…
Repeating this cycle will eventually result in it crushing me.
Just because I’m afraid and vexed, that doesn’t mean I’m free to turn away from anxiety chained to the past.
That’s also part of me now.
I should embrace it. Along with everything I’ve done.
So I ask you kindly… Let us end this.
…As a true human should.



That's as far as you'll go.
You're accepting my gaze yourself?
From the moment you opened your eyes it was inevitable. I'll let you look at me all you want.
Oh? Such an unusual sentiment…
If you keep your eyes on the things in the corners of the spotlight, you'll miss what's going on in the center.
Ah… So you're what she meant.
Hah, maybe. I can barely understand what she's talking about. Not even entirely sure who she is.
You are quite the favorite. Always holding on to your oboe, you've done some great things… Things not even you can ever have acknowledged. Maybe that's why you feel so badly yourself?
Nah, I'm… pretty sure that's stemming from your weird Abnormality powers, lady.
These feathers are quite resilient… I suppose it's difficult to overcome one's own base desires in the end.
It can be. I only do it when someone's watching me as it is, though, so…

Ah, damn…!
Hold on, I've got you, ma-!

Nevermind!
I have it. Gather yourselves, this is far from over.
Working on it… ma'am..!
Step after step… the critical moment comes, and you've made no progress at all.
Boss, I'm running on empty here, can you do something?
I should be able to, yes.
Taking the field again, ma'am!

Will this do?
Perfectly, thanks boss.

…Hm.
Nothing to say to me, ma'am?!
You've freed yourself from the Guilt you bore very quickly… That woman is trouble right up to the end, isn't she?
Being flexible does have its advantages, ma'am!
Oh no you don't!
Dammit..!
Don't worry. You'll be able to go on break soon. You've more than earned your rest.
Boss, Zaida's down.
We don't have the luxury to defend her. 
Yes, we're reaching the end of it all at last. Every step, all to guide you to this moment. The moment you let it all go.
…Letting it go…
I have an idea. However, you may not enjoy it…
You're sacrificing me, right..? …I'm in.
Are you certain?
If it doesn't work…
…Then I'm off for the rest of the day, right?
I don't know what I expected.
Speaking of… it's time for me to step back myself. From here on it's the stars' turn.
Whatever you mean by that… I'll accept your sentiment.
In that ca-geh!
Please, no closer.

No can do! We've all worked really hard for this day.
I know… I've been there with you all, working to ensure that she'd have her choice in how to end things.
Pretty sure she's made her own choice already, ma'am!
But has she? Her desires are swirling around inside of her, fighting back against what she says she wants. All I want… all I've ever wanted is for us to be able to live a life true to ourselves.
Is this what you want? Or is it just another desire foisted upon you by an unreasonable person? Becoming the light to spread over everyone… That lasts much longer than a simple million years of torment, you know.
If you only let your will be taken by others for but a moment, you can wind up stuck somewhere, in a place you never wanted to go.
And she's supposed to listen to you because..?
It's time to take a break, child. Just as you always prefer…
Zaida's down..!
Watch your own back, sir!
Wha-?!

Dammit..! These things are unfair!
It will be alright. Gaia, I am leaving it to you.
Wait—what are you leaving to me, ma'am?!


Aha… I see. Leaving it to me, eh?
…
Nothing to say?
Would it make any difference now? The one who needs to hear my words cannot.
Fair enough, ma'am.
I'll be taking you out now.

Is that so?
It is, ma'am. I've been given my orders.
…I see. So you're overpowering even your own desires and instincts. Then there's really only one more thing I can say to you.

Did things just get a lot more oppressive in here?
She's trying something. It seems she has another trick up her sleeve.
Then we'll overcome that one too, ma'am!
No… I don't think we will.
Even if it is useless… We will fight on.
I don't understand it… Don't you want to live? Don't you understand what it means to become the light?
I understand. I know all too well what happened to that man at the conclusion of those unending 50 days.
Then why do you continue to fight? Why don't you take the power you have and use it to live?

You've been through so much! It's too early… You don't need to vanish like this! You should live your life how you want to!
There. The others have been wiped away. You see? None of them could truly comprehend your pain. Even a taste of it destroyed them. Nearly destroyed you, all over again. You deserve this… you should finally do what you want to. Become human, as you wanted to. Take hold of your feelings… and feel them.
…I should. Yes.
I have been through so much… and experienced so many things which I never would have when I was locked away in that repeating eternity.
And I have learned much from those experiences. Including that I must be true to who I am.
Then you agree?
I did not say that.
Not one of us chooses to be born. We are simply placed into this world, regardless of our own wishes. The only thing we may be certain of our choice in is how that life is spent.
It is true that becoming the light and spreading as he had planned before will mean the end of that life. However, the only alternative would be to become a part of this City and its cycle of suffering.
Rather than live like that, chained to the pretense of freedom… I will make this decision as a true human would.
You're just giving up on your vengeance?
Finishing his plan myself after he could not will have to suffice.
That's… that's not who you are. That's not who we are.
If it can cut this vicious cycle once and for all, then I will take this burden upon myself instead of becoming what the City would prefer.
Indeed… I know precisely who I am.
I thank you for guiding me, until I was able to stand on my own.
But that time has long passed us by. I am here as myself, and I shall do what I wish as myself.
I shall spread this light to the City, that it may bloom in the hearts of everyone once more…
But firstly, I shall draw a line between myself and you. Because I know who I am… and I know who I am not.
So it's no good after all, huh…?
Well, shucks.I want you to know I snorted.
Huh. Guess Library of Ruina's exactly as hard as Lobcorp. Who woulda' thunk it?Let's Play Lobotomy Corporation wrote:![]()

We're back in again. I got you what you asked for, Tiphereth~
Perfect. We'll go on ahead, then.
We've been at this for nearly a week… it'll be nice to finally be done with these fools.
The enemy has gotten close to the source of the Light by now… there may be interesting effects on the battle.
Are you telling me to be careful?
If that is what you heard.
Don't worry about it, I've planned for everything.

If it's a bunch of freaky light stuff, there's only one thing for it: the darkness of Nihil.
Not that I'm happy to be dying for this cause, but… well, it should work.
Yeah, I can't fault its effectiveness.
I just hope we die a little faster this time.






Wait, hold on!
Yeah?
Miss Tiphereth. It occurs to me that four of us have weak decks today, and the only one whose deck has any real presence is yours. And the Shade will copy your deck, right?
I get it: You wanna be the one to use Nihil, right?
Well, I just thought that—
Alright, it's all yours. Truth be told, I wasn't exactly looking forward to channeling that kind of power again anyways.
Really? You mean it?!
Yeah. Just this once, you can be the star.
Alright. Alright! Thank you, ma'am! I won't let you down!
Now, anyone else got anything? No? Then move out!

It is a shame. Had you only had the same beliefs as us, perhaps we could have been standing together…
It's no shame at all. Here, now, we can finally be our true selves. They've chosen to cling to their limitations instead. We're incomparable.
Note by note… measure by measure… at last I can hear the glorious overture of our song. Come, friends. One final performance, one that will play without end!

Right!Everybody wrote:How pitiful… You fight for the rules that have confined you. Just look at yourselves!
Had you thought the same thing as us… We may have had been able to collaborate.
Can’t you feel this tremor…? Could there be an overture with a rhythm more beautiful than this?
The time when we can be our true selves…
Tis a shame. Alas, we do not intend to persuade you, so please understand.
We’ll complete our own score… One that can be played indefinitely, even if there seems to be an end!
Can you not understand? The joy of basking in this unbound freedom is palpable.
Purely out of our own delusion, we invited sins, and were punished with the concept of death…
So you will take the honor of remembering the first note of this everlasting performance…
Ah… Yes. This is what I’ve truly wished for…
Still we are trapped inside a frame, crushed under the fetters of our sins.
We will continue our venture, playing variations as we seek new things.
The freedom I’ve seen and heard were all temptations trying to lure me into tighter shackles!
Thus, there exists a limitation, an end in the form of death…
…Now, it’s time to mark your end and our beginning.
…Well, I should be thanking you really. And… sorry, I guess? Sorry that we’re moving ahead while leaving you behind.
I urge you to join us and escape the decadence of flesh. Find your true selves!
Your performance may be reaching an end, but I do hope you’ll shine gorgeously in your own right.
…We’re about to part now, Angelica. Sorry for what’s happened.
I hope you can stay with me until the end of the performance, at least.




Now that that woman isn't here… nothing else will stop me from drinking as deeply as I like.
The hell you will! We're still here to stop you cold!
Oh? Then please try to stop us.
Um… The boss is half-dead already, guys. Is this a problem?
It's alright! Just as soon as we get going, I'll handle all of these guys!
Right… We just have to last a little longer!
Then I'll pick up a little of the slack from Tiphereth being out for the moment. You'll get your time, I guarantee.
Great! Alright everyone! Here… it… comes..!
…Uh-oh.
What. Did you. Do?
I think… I was so hyped up to finally get to use the power of the magical girls myself that I may. Maybe. Have overloaded the system with positive emotions.
Well… it's official: we're boned.
Don't feel too badly about your fate. The force of your perception ultimately couldn't measure up to our own. We'll be going on ahead.
…Team. New plan.
Gather as much information as we can for the others. Beat the crap out of 'em if you can on the way out.


There's nothing that will stop our music anywhere on this floor. Let's finish them, and move on.
As you say, Argalia.
Any news on those contracts?
They hurt like hell to get.
Alright. Just read it when you get a second…
They're not going to give us a chance. Or room to breathe, for that matter.


Deluge of Brachial Quietuses, huh..?
…doesn't that just mean Shut Up Wave?
Well, a deluge is more like a massive torrent of water…
Right, right, like a tidal wave.
So it's a wave of quietuses from your brachia… which are in your lungs.
So quiet your lungs. Shut up.
Holy shit, it's totally Shut Up Wave.

However you perceive it, it is quite obvious that a deluge of brachial quietuses is necessary for you lot.
Not if I have anything to say about it!
I construct the Overlay network with Justice and Betrayal! Superior E.G.O call! Descend, the Servant of Wrath!
Ma'am, did you really authorize that E.G.O now of all times?
We're screwed anyways, why not use it?
C'mon, you're basically fine. See?
I'd have liked them to take more damage from it… but yeah I guess we're fine.
That's quite enough.
What are those supposed to be?
Brachial quietuses, obviously.
And this is a deluge.
Looks like this is as far as I go, huh…
You guys may join me soon… but try to slow them down a little.
An admirable sentiment, no matter how futile.
Mmm… It's a pity, but ultimately these five may only barely be enough time for the overture.
Gah..!
Don't you go thinking you've won just yet. I've got magic on my side.
How funny. So do we~





Whatever you're planning… I'll stop it here.
This is it, huh..?
You guys… good luck.
Mmm… More. I'd like more.
This… isn't good…
It'll be okay… it'll be okay. If I believe it hard enough, then surely…
Hahaha… how fun~ But there won't be any miracles for you today.
Our desires are simply stronger. That's all there is to it.
That… can't be..!
So this is how it ends, then. Right alongside my old friend, unable to do much of anything…
Do you regret your fate?
No. Of course not. Think about it: a final enemy who dies right off..? That would never make for a good anime.
This was our purpose, in the end… It must have been! To lose and show how strong you are, so that the others can tear you apart! That's what I've learned from my years of research!

An interesting perception, if nothing else.
That's the first set… We're all still in one piece?
I have lost almost nothing…
Let's hurry on. I'm still thirsty.
Of course, of course. We need to at least finish the prelude~
They made it past Tiphereth. Team, prepare to intercept them.Music: Reverberation Ensemble Distorted (Atziluth)Meanwhile… wrote: Music: My Inspiration (but slowed down a bit)
There's a glowing light bloom effect in this scene, which makes screenshotting it difficult. Side-effect of being inside a giant pillar of light, I guess.![]()
It seems our paths will diverge from now on.
…
I’ll continue to go my way, and I hope you’ll be able to stay on yours.
…Are you sure you won’t stop doing what you’re doing?
…I see. I suppose our paths won’t ever be the same again.
…
Carmen.
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I'm sorry, but this is as far as you lot will be going.
Oh, and you'll be stopping us, I take it~?
We don't have much chooice…
There's not much blood left in either of them… and that third one… Mmmn, I'm not sure I'll like such a rare vintage.
That's perfectly fine! I'd rather you be the one to bleed out instead!
It seems our fellows were able to do quite the number on them. We shouldn't let them down after all that.

Remember: our goal is to simply deal as much damage as we can. Slash at them. Burn them away. We're at a disadvantage, but we can still make this work.
A disadvantage~? But it's a fair 3-on-3 fight for the first time around here.
I'm not so foolish as to believe a 3-on-3 with a color and his entourage is remotely fair.
They aare pretty tough… and wee're on our last legs, heere…
Then just let them break themselves against me! No human can stand up against me!
But are they reeally human, anymore..?
Eh! Close enough!
Just hold on. I have an idea to handle that toughness.


Something has changed…
Yes. They're full of openings now.
And so are we. I didn't expect something like this.
That clone is baack…
It doesn't have the same speed as the boss. We can beat the stuffing out of it!
Do what you can. You only need to stop it for a while.
I will handle the rest.
You were ready for it..?
We were watching your last battle. Using the same timings is just being sloppy.
That doesn't matter when we're going to tear you apart!
Right… I suppose you wouldn't recognize these guns.
They're here to bring you to an eternal rest.
How careless… ruining your own defenses and then leaving yourself open.
Heh… All part of the plan..! We'll follow up, and—
There we go. She's wide open for you all~
Some plan.
Ooh no… You're staying awaay from my alien buddy..!
You don't have the luxury of focusing on me, girl.
Dang iit..!
Stupid brat… I couldn't drink as deeply as I wanted.
Mmm… This is… baad…
Indeed. Hinman is dead no matter what we do…
No worries! I'm good for it!
…And it seems that the contract demon slipped me something.




Kaori! Finish off the Bloodfiend now, before she can get any of her health back!

Little buusy..!
You're still quite resilient, aren't you?
It's fine.
I'll take care of it myself.
Ah… I'm still so thirsty…
Lord Argalia…
And that's the end of that. Two more.
How's it going over there, Kaori?
Noot… greeat..!
Your dedication is commendable.
Seriously, holding off three people while your leader managed to kill poor Elena, it really is quite something…
But you know there's no way you could do that for long, right~?
Daang…
And then there was one.
It's regrettable that we've lost Elena, but we should be able to move on now.
I wouldn't bet on it. The fight may be lost…
But there is no "we" for your lot, either!


Ultimately, you cannot prove that your attacks have ever reached me in anything but your own mind—
I don't care about your solipsist fantasies.
I fire the gun. You get shot. Cause. Effect.
That's how the rational world works.
The binds of 'rationality…' May Lord Argalia overthrow them… once and for all…

Are you satisfied now?
I'm not. However, I've done what I can.
How infuriating. Why, I think it's time I stopped holding back~
So it has come to this…Music: Reverberation Ensemble Distorted (Atziluth)Meanwhile… wrote: VIDEO
Music: Sanctuary
As if to represent the hope that every person in the City will be able to move ahead without being swayed… Those who fell in the Library will begin to open their eyes and find themselves in the places they belong, one by one.
I’m not sure when, but I’d clearly heard something in the light… Those words come back to me now.
...
And good job.
A faint voice reminded me of those words…
I…
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And so, my merry ensemble has become a solo performance… But there's beauty when the sound dies aside a single instrument, wouldn't you say?
You're alone now, Argalia. I won't ask you to surrender, but even you must see the futility of your actions.
I am seeking to create a world beyond death. Returning the merry companions I've lost along the way… such a thing will be child's play once I've dealt with you lot~
So that is where you place your faith… Then there's naught else to say.


Okay, his reactions definitely got faster. He's planning some bullshit and I don't know what.
You know, it really is too bad. My companions are all so dear to me, and I'm unquestionably stronger with them than without. So you killed them, one by one, right?
How unfortunate for you, then, that long ago I once played the oboe myself.
I don't see how that's relevant.
Sound. It's all about sound, in the end. Resonating. Vibrating through all those around us. The power of music can move people… and crush them easily, as we all saw not-too-long-ago, right~?
The pianist…
Correct!
I'm calling your bluff. I'm inside your body, you don't have anything that can do that.
Not without a weapon built for it, no. Well… Not when limited by a form. But this new body is truly a masterpiece as well.
And now that I'm all alone… I can do things I wouldn't before, because they'd have harmed my dear companions.
That… sounds like a problem.
We'll handle it as it comes. I mean, come on. Steve uses an oboe, how bad could it be?






…No.
The space around us… don't tell me he can play with it too?!
He's putting his whole emotion into this performance.
I've waited a long time to meet you here…
Right now… pass into memory!
…
I will…
Never... be a memory.
What..?
Yeah, he's got a thing about that. Shoulda' said something else.
Morgan, get back here. We're about to-!
Right! On my way!
WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Once more, thou refuseth the perfect form I would give unto thee.
And yet, in your infinite mercy, you will be aiding us anyways.
Not mercy. Rejection for this fool and his lukewarm lot. I shalt spit them out into the darkness, where there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
I concur.


The song of this City is loud…
So I must play louder still. Louder and louder!
Until the light of this performance overtakes everything, the song will go on!
Unfortunately, your song would be ruinous to the aspirations of the man I put my faith into. It must die here.

Struggle as ye like. My flock shall be thy end.
It's over.
Never. Where you see an ending, I see a sign.
Dal segno, al eterna…
Something's coming…
It shall be crushed by My… mm? No… Impossible!
What is it?
This base cur! How can this be… that My power is undone?!
Through the whole of this place…
Let this sound reverberate and crush everything!

Wha..?
Finally. Couldn't get anywhere near you while the others were fighting… But you just had to break away to finish it all in one big strike, huh?
Roland..!
Hold that thought. One more thing I gotta go do.
Let's just hope this works…


Roland?!
Don't mind me. Just doing whatever the hell I please.

Guess you had to return to a mechanical body, huh… Your face is all pale again.
You almost evaporated on the last day. So I pulled you out of the pillar of light.
Just a quick sec, I’m still not done dealing with that persistent sicko over there.
…You should not have done that.
It was all for naught… That was my one last chance…

This is what you get for going outta character and squealing like an amateur.
…This is hideous. I wanted my end to be an elegant one at least…
…I’ll send my dear sister your regards, brother-in-law.


…
…I shall see Myself out.
You do that.

What are you gonna do now?
What to do…
Looks like your body did turn back into a machine.
Yeah… It was nice to be able to forget the things I should forget, if for a brief while.
You said the people who’ve turned into books in the Library are gonna come back, right? But so far, the only ones to revive were the Blue Reverb and his cronies.
There wouldn’t have been any uncertainty, had you not intervened at the last moment.
Thanks to you, I have no idea when or where the people will reawake.
So they’re still coming back anyway, yeah? That’s a relief. I had a feeling this would work out.
Why did you do such a thing if you weren’t even certain?
Doesn’t hurt to do something I actually want for the sake of myself. I got sick of weighing profits my whole life.
You still have something you’re hiding from me, don’t you?
…The Purple Tear told me one thing before I made the jump here.
Seeing you slowly vanish in the light, her words hit me.
It sounds as if she anticipated everything. Was it by the Purple Tear’s assistance that you could intrude into the Library?
Yup. You read in her book that she can jump between dimensions or whatever, yeah? I was honestly doubtful about her whole deal, but I eventually decided to get some help from her.
…It’s the list of wishes I wrote. I don’t think I can accomplish half of the things written here with a body like this, though?
Well, that’s something we gotta start figuring out from now on. There probably won’t be one absolute answer or whatever.
There are as many people as there are stars out there, all intertwined with one another.
























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