Moving my left arm and leg feels like a chore... But at least my joints aren't completely useless.

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.

This is definitely a dream. A dream that works too well for me. I don't belong in this place devoid of sin and punishment. Why did I not realize this sooner?

You're no different from a stray dog, for instance, that follows anyone willing to feed it. You were really getting on my nerves. I can't thank whoever it is enough for taking you off my hands.

That was your name in the Karm Clan. Although you may have since cast off that name.

I'm running. That's right. I never stopped runnng. From what, though? Hm, maybe it was— The hamlet of Karm, which permeated with the stench of death. Or the bizarre looks we'd get from outsiders. Or the kidnappers targeting children who'd strayed off the beaten path...

I disgust myself sometimes...

So since we're doing this for real... What's everyone betting?

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.

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

Go then. That's what you were destined for.

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...

Pick up any bones you find, Mugen. We're going to make a memorial for them.

I think I've already crossed that line. For instance... It was I who led the creation and mass production of Serenity Heaven. Yet you let me live.

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...

But they couldn't bring themselves to discard the clan's name, choosing instead to confine and drug the child that could've opened new paths. The moment the people of Karm decided that was the only road they could walk was probably the moment the clan was doomed.

It was just a way of getting my revenge.

It was just a way of getting my revenge.

Go on, Mugen. I'll be resting here. Wouldn't be much of a game if I played anyway.

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

Looks like 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 the sleepy one. Why don't you go take a nap while I think over your question?

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

If I've made myself clear, then take your leave at once... Or at least sit there quietly.

That was the road the clan chose to walk, and it probably sealed their doom.

An Eternal... Tweyen, eh?

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...

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

An Eternal... Tweyen, eh?

You're right. I can't be stuck in this loop forever. It's about time I woke up.

What's done is done. It's just like, for instance, how there's no way to bring back your family.

Look but don't touch. You wouldn't want to burn yourself... Actually, to 𝘺𝘰𝘶, it'd probably feel like tickling.

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.

Sleeping in a kotatsu with a terrible cough on New Year's day of all days? Really now...

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

That's right, for mourning. That's how we can help the dead.

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

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?

But despite all that, my resentment toward you hasn't wavered! My hatred festered from seeing my family murdered! I was then sold off as a slave and had to eke out a living using my talents!

Heh... Hahah... This is destiny... And nothing more.

You 𝘢𝘳𝘦 talking about me pulling the trigger on the Magasin's untimely demise, correct?

Yes, and I could have, for instance, even asked for your protection in exchange for that info.

(Does that mean Mugen was born with a resistance to illness or poison? I came to this island to study its flora, but I seem to have discovered something else entirely.)

I suppose you're right. It was more like confinement in your case. You bore the clan's burdens without ever knowing about the clan's legacy.

Sleeping in a kotatsu with a terrible cough on New Year's day of all days? Really now...

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.

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.

Ah, no, I was just thinking... I was thinking about the past. About something that can no longer be helped.

Did you just now realize? The townspeople and I are playing 'properly,' I guess you could say. I'm an ex-mafia member as you know, and the people of Stardust Town have seen their own fair share of hard times. There's no need for us to teach Mugen and Wamdus our no-holds-barred style.

I got on your good side hoping to use you. But you proved worthless. Can't we just leave it at that?

Aside from natural water erosion, these bones exhibit signs of abnormality. These deformities aren't due to the stresses endured by a Draph's large frame. No, this suggests disease or possibly poison in the food supply.