Let me gather my thoughts. Okay, so take for instance—

No? I suppose you never knew of its existence to begin with. Either way, it doesn't change what you've done.

It releases the limiters on your mind, thereby unleashing the full physical capabilities of the body... Trancensia.

Your throat seems inflamed. Here's some anti-inflammatory and cough medicine. Stay well-rested and keep yourself warm.

There is, for instance, another possibility. Inducing you into a rage emphasizes the danger you pose, thus giving him an excuse to execute you.

Holiday are meant for resting your body, yet you ended up catching a cold. You lack the awareness befitting of a captain.

Yes, you guess right. I'd tell you my Karm name, but you probably never knew me anyway.

You just happened to be the one to finish them off.

Yeah, you always have been fond of songs. Let me sing you a lullaby.

He wants to be a better singer, huh...

Maybe fate really is on your side, affording you all this privilege. That's why something always comes along to help you out. Well, let's put that theory to the test, shall we?

Ahem, it's nothing. What I'm trying to say is, be considerate to— I mean, treat bones with care.

I'm gathering the bones in these ruined buildings. These bones probably came from the people of your village. They must've died a long time ago judging by the weathering on their remains. Take this bone for instance. It matches that of a mature male Draph, even though it's somewhat deformed.

Too much compassion can work against you, you know.

Do you happen to remember the Karm Clan's coming-of-age rite?

There's something unsettling about a fellow clan member saying my name. Do you want me to welcome you home?

My, aren't you the merciful one...

There are many techniques that represent the Karm Clan's pride. I failed in my duty to preserve the dignity of a dead clan. Producing Serenity Heaven threw so many fates into disarray... But still I...

You call chance encounters fate? Perhaps you're right... I could've been sold to anyone when I was young, but no. Fate dictated I be sold to the mafia. Was that out of pity?

No, it's fine. Turns out it's actually easier to see with only my right eye. It's not that my left eye can't see, but the color and shape of everything gets terribly distorted. For instance, I'd easily get you and the shelf mixed up.

Oh yeah? Were you also just being yourselves in nursing me back to health? The ideal method of treatment for the Serenity Heaven addiction should have already reached you from the Crew of Enforcers. You had no incentive to provide me with room and board.

I may not have had the best instincts or endurance in the clan... But with Trancensia, it seems I can land a hit on you.

Oh yeah? Were you also just being yourselves in nursing me back to health? The ideal method of treatment for the Serenity Heaven addiction should have already reached you from the Crew of Enforcers. You had no incentive to provide me with room and board.

I don't hate baths, but I'm not fond of them either.

I hate you.

You were supposed to be the beacon of hope to lead the clan. But look at us now!

In order to survive, I ended up using my knowledge to create the dangerous drug known as Serenity Heaven. Ah, the irony of it all...

Maybe fate really is on your side, affording you all this privilege. That's why something always comes along to help you out. Well, let's put that theory to the test, shall we?

Maybe you should go with 'man' for now... Oh well, I guess it doesn't hurt to know more words.

I asked you to go to Stardust Town because the Magasin seemed to be catching on to your existence. Mm-hm. In terms of brute force, I doubt you'd lose to them... Though it'd be a different story if they came with a more technologically advanced group that specializes in capture, like the Jorha.

If you've come in search of a sick man to kill time with, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint. I already have plans. There's some medicine I'd like to finish mixing. I don't want anything impeding my work.

What happened to your edge? That's not like you! No, not like the great Seox at all!

Mugen's past New Year's resolutions? Hm, I never asked.

What's wrong? That can't be all you got! It can't! Because if that's all you got... I... I...

Depending on the symptoms, it might be better to change his treatment. Bring me along too.

Every experience is amusing to you. You remind me of, for instance, a newborn. It must be nice to be so carefree...

No? I suppose you never knew of its existence to begin with. Either way, it doesn't change what you've done.

Ahem, it's nothing. What I'm trying to say is, be considerate to— I mean, treat bones with care.

Yes, you guess right. I'd tell you my Karm name, but you probably never knew me anyway.

But enough from me. Lecturing you isn't my job.

This might be a strange thing to hear coming from me, but I wanted to thank you for taking in Mugen as one of your own. From the way he speaks to the way he handles things, Mugen's matured so much while I was asleep. It's thanks to everyone in this town.

You murdered my father, my mother, my sister... It was by your hands that I lost my entire family and clan.

Let me gather my thoughts. Okay, so take for instance—

Never show your face in front of me ever again.

Yes. It was perfected before you matured into a force to be reckoned with. A poison that kills opponents, and a medicine that supports allies— That is Karm's achievement!

In order to survive, I ended up using my knowledge to create the dangerous drug known as Serenity Heaven. Ah, the irony of it all...

Wait, I suppose you do fall under the pediatric range... It's hard to believe, but facts are facts. I'll give you some sugar-coated medicine. Take it three times a day after meals.

It was just a way of getting my revenge.

I'm the one who created Serenity Heaven for the Magasin family. If you want to kill me, I won't fight back. I—

Yes... You keep me going. You keep me alive in a twisted way. No matter how much I wanted to die, I kept on living because I knew you were still breathing.