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Upon this sword, I swear to you all...

I have resolved to play the leading role!

Would any challenge me for the kingship?!

The king and his sword have been chosen!

I, too, shall dwell within this divine tree!

The old king is dead!

I am your king now!

This is order, Belle.

Order means performance,

with every subject playing the role our god has granted them.

I will play the part of king with all my heart.

Belle...

Our god has already decided how to cast you.

Do not make me cut you down.

As priest, I relay a divine message...

The word of god!

Let the newborn king do his duty.

Seek out the key to journeys...

Sherry!

Can you not hear this divine summons?!

Destroy it.

The key lies in the black hour, in the black direction.

Only one can discover it: the elder prince who may claim the throne.

Destroy the key to journeys.

Bye Bye, Earth

Bye Bye, Earth

Adonis.

You cling to your sword's shell, afraid to let it go.

That tells me all I need to know.

What are you doing here?

Don't touch me!

I'm not dead yet, and neither is Runding!

It will wither away eventually.

Release the power from its shell.

Sacred ashes?

No...

The kind for keeping swords alive.

The Ashes of the Tried.

What's your game, Adonis?!

Why did you bring me this crap?!

You... Damn it.

I'm waiting for you.

You still haven't found it?!

I beg Your Majesty's pardon.

Assign every priest not serving with the solists to this mission!

At once!

The black hour in the black direction...

We live in this castle. How could it elude us so utterly?

And what will I do once I've found it?

Will I smash the key to journeys?

To what end?

Adonis.

You've recovered already?

I'm still at half strength.

I'm sorry I left Belle entirely to you.

An unpleasant role, I'm sure.

Listen, Gaff,

would you bring that sword from the Katakombe to the king's funeral?

Oh?

I'll agree to be your brother prince if you do.

Will you return the swords, then? All the swords you've taken?

I won't rule it out.

Besides, the funeral will be my last chance to doubt this land.

Doubt

Don't tell me you believe I'd allow that.

I'll take on your doubts,

the dark side of order.

You can breathe easy and bask in the glory of the bright side.

So you don't rot, huh?

You must be exhausted, singing songs of restoration day after day, Princess Sherry.

Why did you fight Belle?

If someone has to throw Belle in jail, I'll be the one to do it.

Why must you and Belle fight one another?

You remind me of me.

Don't change the subject!

Have you ever considered how she feels?

I just can't stop...

Why do you laugh?!

Sorry. This is just how I am.

Do you... regret fighting Belle?

I'd feel better if I did. If I could cry over it.

You're just taking your doubts about god out on me.

I was obeying the divine summons you relayed when I fought Belle.

Not another word!

I no longer wish to speak with you.

Sherry, I'd like you to share your doubts with me.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You doubt this land so much that you wish it would just fall apart.

Don't be absurd!

I'll take on the dark side of order!

Unhand me!

Are you saying you would sacrifice yourself?

I'm just doing my job.

You mean like how you had to fight Belle?

That's right.

I... doubt that our god truly loves the people.

I believed that maintaining preestablished harmony

brought the people happiness because god loves us.

But I sense no love in imprisoning Belle and her friends.

Or in any other order I've relayed!

You're the only one in the castle who hears god speak,

but that doesn't mean god loves you most.

That's what you suspect, isn't it?

But as princess, you can't ever tell a soul.

Must be hard.

I'll take on your doubts and put everyone's questions to god myself.

I need a favor from you, our lead vocalist.

Please, give me a chance to find out why I'm here.

I will.

Behold black.

The color black maps to no direction, no hour.

Yet it is also the color to which all directions and all hours return.

Black lies at the end of every return,

signifying endings and beginnings in equal measure.

Wait!

Only kings know the ritual and can grasp the black direction and black hour.

Why?

Why does it have to be me?!

Black is our god's blind spot.

Uncover the key.

Before god aims to destroy what it cannot see...

new-minted king.

Why me?

King Rawhide!

Oh, just a prison cell...

Hey.

That sure went about as we expected, huh, Bennett?

Well, well. Look who finally woke up.

I don't suppose I need to fill you in?

Did making contact go according to plan?

More or less.

But wouldn't it be risky to gather the solists now?

If worse comes to worst, we'll reach out to Mist and—

What's wrong, Gwyn?

Nothing.

How funny...

He made himself at home in my arm.

I don't believe it.

Come again?

As far as Park City is concerned, we might as well not exist right now.

This prison is another one of god's blind spots.

What in the world are you on about?

What we think of as "god" is probably the oldest of all spells,

Gwyn, you're giving me the creeps.

Who are you talking to?

passed down since the age of legends.

But in our immaturity, we trapped the magic we call god in the gears of a machine.

Our job is to free god from the yoke of existence.

Then, someday, the time will come when we relinquish all rights to own god!

Gwyn, if you lose your mind,

what happens to me?

Belle...

You won't accept this.

You'll escape this place without using anyone's help again.

Belle,

this will be a parting of the ways.

Yours and ours.

Kings of the past

and heroes whose spirits dwell in the world within our god,

pardon my breach of etiquette in addressing you.

I have no choice now but to ask you directly.

For what purpose did our god command me to take this sword from the Katakombe?

May I entrust it to my brother prince to-be?

To a man born of the Katakombe?

And what is the key?

Where may I find it?

I can't blame you for not knowing.

Sian!

It's been a long time, Gaff.

I knew you had to be alive.

So you finally heard god speak, eh?

But a king's meant to do more than blindly follow divine orders.

Sian!

He who is most a slave to our god has the right to reign over the people!

You taught me that yourself!

Why does the word of god mean so much to you?

I...

I'd never heard our god speak before.

I'd never so much as felt god's presence clearly!

Without that, what was I born and raised as a noble in this castle for?!

But I'm different now!

I've gained the right to become a true king!

Hearing god at last qualifies me!

Child,

I now release you from the fetters of my teachings.

Stop.

The sword of another will cut the chains of fate that bind you in my stead.

Most of your people no longer hear their god speak even once in their lives.

Think carefully on that.

You're a king.

Farewell, Gaff.

I... am king.

Oh, great. I didn't make it out in time.

You told me to cage the bird without letting it sing.

That there was no other way to calm the strife in my homeland.

But on the other hand, that gave the Rabbitia a new ambition: to rule the world.

Lamenting your fate is practically a privilege of personhood, prince.

Nonsense!

What I've suffered amounts to death!

I've finally accepted that you're a snake bent on harming the bird!

The Discerning Eye that governs me has deemed you dangerous.

At long last, I've been entrusted with the true secret of opening this watch.

All has gone according to your plan...

And I couldn't be more furious!

Whatever. Give me your best shot.

You'd make me obliterate you with my own hands?

The same burden you always foist on your pupils?

Then so be it!

I was your student in Denari Land.

Wings of the Sun!

In my hand, I raise a bowl to receive your radiant blood!

God who has roamed the heavens since antiquity,

governing the sun's bright heat,

shed a drop of your divine fire here and now!

Only the girl of reason can succeed!

Only she can wipe fruitless strife and stagnation from my land and the world!

I hang my hopes on Belle,

to ensure all divine power is lost forever

and quell strife at its very root!

Behold a legacy of the gods of old, the Electhor!

Can you break the might of the gods?

You, who's left everything to the girl of reason?

It's all the same.

What?

You will the gods' destruction while wielding their power,

just as I endanger the girl of reason.

Why are you so dead set on treachery?

God, the people, and reason

all must be fundamentally refuted before we can achieve true aufheben!

Then I will brandish my power to affirm my beloved through and through!

I felt it, the sword you made for Sian...

I don't know who he's fighting.

The Rabbitia. You fought him once yourself.

I thought I killed him.

His nomad's curse.

He's been split into two identities.

No matter what torment the nighttime sage suffers, death included,

The All The Sage

The Nothing The Fool

the daytime fool will return his suffering to the one who dealt it.

What could make him take on a curse like that?

He's like us.

He wants the gods to fall,

but he can never cause their ruin himself.

So he's counting on Belle?

When Runding overcomes the Ashes of the Tried,

I'll cross swords with Belle.

That will be my last chance to touch her.

Are you crying?

I don't think I can. It just hurts.

Death is coming.

I'm struck by the feeling that something deep inside me died.

Sian's fine.

Don't worry about him.

Power tied to a god was used against a sword I wrought.

Dram, I'll give you a present...

Sian's lifeless corpse when I beat him.

You'll be together forever.

Dumb bastard...

What else can I do?

This might save you.

You'd die.

You'd die if I just left you like that.

I won't end up like Kir.

As long as you're alive, I'll be fine.

We'll be...

We'll be together, right?

Damn it!

Runding!

Grant me my proper station.

Grant it to me. My proper station.

Within you.

Durchbohren Sie die Welt Pierce the World

Durchbohren Sie die Welt.

You dumb bastard...

What do you expect me to do?

I don't believe it...

So reason does nothing but pierce god's shadow?

I haven't pierced more than god's shadow yet myself.

But that's not enough anymore.

You only have yourself to blame for swallowing me.

Fourteenth Movement Doubt: For Love of Reason

I came to know myself.

I'll question god right here.

I believe in the Army of Insatiable Emptiness.

Leave the rest to us!

Fifteenth Movement Aufheben: When Flowers Shed Their Buds and Bloom

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