Scenario:Haaselia - Bloodstained Nobility

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Bloodstained Nobility

Following the battle with the Inchoate World, Haaselia infiltrates the Galgenia Empire to purge those involved with the black market. After raiding an assembly with The Moon, she announces her intention to kill everyone present—including her uncle, the archduke.


Haaselia: Not here either... I can't find it anywhere.
In a mansion somewhere in the Galgenia Empire, moonbeams filter through the windows into a room Haaselia is rummaging through.
Mansion Owner: ...
Lying near Haaselia's feet is a body, bent in unnatural ways as it sinks into a large pool of blood.
A month has passed since Haaselia infiltrated the Galgenia Empire by herself.
Deciding against enlisting the crew's help, she left a letter for (Captain) and the others, telling them she had a few errands to run.
The Evoker then began to target those of the upper class while hiding her identity, making contact with them in order to use her new power to see into their heart.
When the person is identified to be someone involved with the black market, Haaselia then proceeds to grant them a death suitable for their sins.
Repeating this again and again, her plan appears to be going smoothly so far. However...
Haaselia: (That was the fourth one. I wouldn't be surprised if they catch on to what I'm doing...)
Haaselia: (It seems they still think the attacks are random, but I don't have the time to continue this at a leisurely pace.)
The security tightens with every passing day, and the more time Haaselia's revenge takes, the harder it is for her to move about.
Revising her initial plan, she decides to aim for a day on which underground members will gather for a general assembly.
Haaselia hopes that launching an attack while they're rounded up in one place will help her accomplish her goal faster—and before they realize that the black market is being targeted.
There is one hitch to this new plan.
The Moon: Nothing?
Haaselia: No... We don't even know how often they gather for these assemblies.
Haaselia: I knew the prospects were going to be dim. If I can't find anything about it, I suppose I'll have to think of something else... Hm?
After unlocking a drawer, she realizes that a mechanism at the bottom is hiding another layer of the drawer. She pries open the fake bottom.
The board is removed to reveal a single letter without a sender or recipient written on it, tucked away in the hidden compartment.
Haaselia: A letter...
Only a date and place are written on the pages of the letter, with no further details on the nature of the event. But Haaselia has a hunch.
Haaselia: There's no doubt about it... This must be an invitation to their general assembly!
The Moon: Seeing how they went out of their way to hide it, I would agree that the possibility is high.
The Moon: Even if it turns out to be no more than a normal function, why not enjoy it and celebrate your revenge in advance?
Haaselia: Not a bad idea. Though I don't exactly have the time to enjoy myself.
The Moon: The date is... three days from now. Luckily it hasn't been held yet.
Haaselia: Yes—after all, we don't know when the next one will be. We can't let this opportunity pass.
Haaselia: Savor the final days of your life, you fiends... Heh. Hehehe.
After returning to her hideout, Haaselia reviews her course of action and begins to plan for the day of the assembly.
Three days later.
Dozens of well-dressed men are gathered in an underground theater, having a pleasant chat over some finger food.
Entitled Crook: I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of event it'll be today.
Heartless Crook: I hear it's going to be some sort of battle—that they'll put a girl in a cage in front of a hungry and diseased wild beast or something.
Heartless Crook: Either the girl will be eaten alive on the spot, or survive but be riddled with infection. It'll be hell one way or another, that's for sure.
Entitled Crook: Speaking of disease, a child I bought before apparently had some sort of sickness.
Entitled Crook: It was caught snitching food and thrown into the dungeons. When I went to see it again after a few days, I found it lying in its own vomit, dead.
Entitled Crook: Imagine if I'd touched it first—for all I know, it might have passed the sickness onto me. I've certainly learned my lesson to never buy anything of poor quality again.
Heartless Crook: Indeed, there's nothing better than a healthy child.
Heartless Crook: Beat them a little and they'll come sniveling and crying shamelessly. I do like it when they do that—their sobs are truly stimulating.
Heartless Crook: Adults have pride and don't go into a frenzy so easily, after all. The innocence of children is such a treasure.
Archduke: Oho, interesting conversation we're having here, gentlemen. I'd have liked to see that for myself.
Entitled Crook: Ah, if it isn't the archduke.
Heartless Crook: Thank you very much for your invitation to another splendid event tonight, my lord.
Archduke: Hahaha, my pleasure! Both you and I profit from this, after all.
Archduke: As always, I'll be counting on you for everything going forward.
Entitled Crook: Very well. I will do my best to make substantial contributions.
Archduke: Much appreciated. Given the circumstances, your cooperation will be most valuable.
Archduke: Ah, it's time. Please, make yourselves at home and enjoy this evening.
A light appears on stage, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.
Not long after, a large shape wrapped in a red cloth is brought onto the stage.
Entitled Crook: I simply cannot wait to see what it is.
Heartless Crook: The show looks promising already.
The red cloth is unraveled slowly, as if to stir up the audience's enthusiasm.
However, when the cloth finally falls to the floor, revealing the contents of the mysterious object, what follows is not the sound of cheers but a scream.
Host: ...
Standing on the stage is a square cage—and a dead man hanging inside it.
Entitled Crook: M-my lord... Is this part of the show?
Archduke: Nonsense! Who's responsible for this lunacy? This is not funny in the least!
Haaselia's Voice: Not funny in the least... Yes, that would be an accurate way to describe your actions.
Haaselia's footsteps ring out in the silence as she calmly makes her way across the stage.
Haaselia: Good evening, everyone. It appears you are enjoying the food and conversation very much tonight.
Entitled Crook: Lady Haaselia? Why is she...
Heartless Crook: Was Lady Haaselia invited to the assembly?
Archduke: Impossible... You're alive...
Heartless Crook: My lord?
His peer's words fall on deaf ears as the archduke stares at the figure on stage, his eyes wide in disbelief. He lifts a shaking finger, pointing it toward the stage.
Archduke: Haaselia... Is that really you?
Haaselia: It has been a long time, Uncle. As you can see, I am safe and well, spending my days in peace.
Archduke: How in the skies did you survive... How did you find this place? No—what did you come here for?
Haaselia: Why, that's obvious. I have only one purpose...
Haaselia: To massacre everyone here tonight.
Haaselia's clear words throws the audience into a commotion.
Archduke: Massacre?
Haaselia: Yes. There is more than enough reason to have all of you killed.
Haaselia: Taking in needy children to use them as living experiments, and exhibitioning them to fulfill your loathsome desires...
Haaselia: It is only proper that all of you pay for such crimes with your life!
Archduke: Heh. I know you—you wouldn't have the courage to kill someone.
Archduke: The dead man in that cage—you must have asked someone else to do it for you. A bold and pretentious show you're putting on for us, Haaselia.
Haaselia: You don't deny my accusations... so you admit to them?
Archduke: If I finish you here, the truth will be buried in darkness, and our existence will never come to light.
Archduke: It was a foolish decision for you to waltz in and accuse us of crimes. What good would that do?
Archduke: Do you expect us to atone for our sins, or fear you for having seen through us? Ridiculous. Nothing of the sort will happen.
Archduke: I will commend your success in infiltrating our assembly. I am guessing that you worked with someone among us.
Archduke: I don't know how you got their cooperation, but we can take our time to find the traitor and dispose of them—just like we will you.
Archduke: Revealing yourself is basically suicide. But then, you always were a mere royal decoration—your lack of wisdom should hardly surprise me.
Haaselia: What if I told you I have soldiers at the ready?
Haaselia: At my signal, they could come rushing into the venue.
Archduke: Please. You could have at least come up with a more believable story. There are no soldiers—I've arranged for no one to be able to come close.
Haaselia: In other words, nothing that happens here will ever be leaked to the outside world. Is that right?
Archduke: Exactly.
Haaselia: I see... That is perfect.
Haaselia: After all, what I am about to do is something that must not be known to the public.
Archduke: What?
Haaselia: Well then, let us begin—a beautiful showtime, courtesy of Haaselia Alois Gangnus.
The Moon: Bwahaha! I was growing tired of waiting!
Entitled Crook: ...!
What is that? Where did it come from...
Archduke: It's all a bluff! There's no way Haase would be able to kill—
Haaselia: You may be the celebrated philanthropist, Uncle... but allow me to gift you some advice this time.
Haaselia: One should never judge a person solely based on their looks or their reputation. Speaking from experience.
Haaselia: Moon! Let's do this!
The Moon: Hrrgh!
Entitled Crook: Gaaah!
Heartless Crook: Ack! My... My feet...
Numerous beams of light shoot out across the room, piercing through the feet of the men with ruthless precision.
Severed feet dance about the venue, as sprays of blood taint the air like a summer fog, pierced not by nature's chorus, but by cries of the living damned.
It is a hellish spectacle.
Haaselia: Ahahaha! How unsightly, for grown men to scream like so from merely losing their feet!
Haaselia: Now you won't be able to run away. I shall take my time in killing you—slowly, thoroughly, with all of my murderous intent.
Entitled Crook: L-Lady Haaselia... Please, spare me!
Entitled Crook: I'm not a part of this! I am only here to accompany my friend—I had no idea what sort of gathering this was...
Haaselia: Cease your shameful lies. I heard what you talked about earlier, and remember your every word.
Haaselia: I suppose there's no harm in double-checking, just in case. But if I find you to be lying...
Haaselia puts her fingers together to form a circle, and peers through it into the heart of the man lying at her feet.
What the Evoker sees is not what the man claims. Scenes of children being mistreated and handled like mere toys flash before her eyes.
Haaselia: It was a waste of time, after all.
Haaselia: You filthy scum!
Entitled Crook: Rrrgh...
Haaselia shoves the tip of her shoe into the man's mouth, pushing it in deeper and deeper.
Haaselia: You did this to the hungry children and made them eat your shoe, didn't you?
Haaselia: How do you feel having the same thing done to you now, hm? Does it hurt? Is it scary? Suffocating?
Entitled Crook: Ngh... Arg...
Haaselia: I can't hear you! Come on, tell me! Loud and clear now!
When she puts all of her building rage into her kick, her foot slides to the back of the man's mouth, crushing his throat and bones altogether.
Haaselia: What? Dead already? I was planning to make him suffer more first.
Haaselia: Oh well... Did you see that, Uncle? I didn't have a problem killing that man at all.
Haaselia looks out across the room as she says this, but receives no response from the archduke.
Haaselia: Hm. Tried to hide, has he? No matter—I'm quite good at hide and seek. The children at the orphanage were excellent teachers.
Haaselia: Come out, come out, wherever you are... And I promise I'll kill you quickly.

Bloodstained Nobility: Scene 2




Heartless Crook: Huff... Huff...
Haaselia: Ah, perfect timing. Wait right there.
Spotting a man trying to drag himself away, Haaselia grinds a heel into his leg as if to pin him in place.
Heartless Crook: Augh! It hurts... Aah!
Haaselia: Where is my uncle? Do you know where he went?
Heartless Crook: P-please, Lady Haaselia! Let me go... I don't want to die!
Haaselia: Who told you to beg for your life? I want you to answer my question. Otherwise I'll crush those rancid eyes of yours in their sockets.
Heartless Crook: Eek!
Heartless Crook: H-he was right here just now! But I d-don't know where he ran off to...
Haaselia: Ran off? That must mean his wound wasn't that deep. Just what were you doing, Moon?
The Moon: My hand must have slipped from the influence of your stimulated mental state. Try to rein in your emotions a little.
Haaselia: Save your lectures for later.
Now, where did he run off to? Answer me quickly!
Heartless Crook: I-I don't know! I only know he was running...
Haaselia: There's no benefit in remaining loyal to the archduke now, you know? I'll have him dead for sure.
Heartless Crook: I'm not lying! Please, you have to believe me!
The Moon: Hm? That sound just now...
Haaselia: Did you hear something, Moon?
The Moon: Yes, I thought I heard an odd noise, as if something large was being dragged... Should we have a look?
The Moon: I will leave it to you to make a wise decision.
Haaselia: Let's see...
  1. Kill the man and go take a look.
  2. Interrogate the man first.


Choose: Interrogate the man first.

Haaselia: You still have something you're hiding from me, don't you? Maybe there's a hidden passage somewhere?
Haaselia: You know, don't you? Or do you want to be tortured in such a way that you wish you were dead?
Heartless Crook: No... I really don't know...
Haaselia: I'm not a patient person. I wonder if you'd talk more...
Haaselia: If I did this!
The Evoker takes a wine bottle on the table and bashes the man across the face with it.
Heartless Crook: Aaah!
Haaselia: That was nothing compared to all the pain you've inflicted onto others. Now, tell me!
Heartless Crook: I'm t-telling the truth... I don't...
Haaselia: Stubborn, aren't you? Then I'll continue until you feel like telling me!
Haaselia deals blow after blow, but the man does not tell her any more information.
The broken wine bottle cuts up the man's skin until his face is nothing but a reddish brown lump of flesh that looks at Haaselia silently.
Haaselia: Huff, huff... Useless.
Haaselia: Never mind, I'll have someone else tell me. There's plenty of prey here, after all—
She takes a step forward—and the next moment, she finds herself dangling mid-air.
The floor of the venue had opened up, dropping her into complete darkness.
Haaselia: A trap!
Haaselia: This is bad... Moon, come save me—
But her cry is outraced by the rapid approach of the floor underneath.
Where she is promptly skewered by the hundreds of spikes lining it.
The end.
As Haaselia has fallen to the enemy's tactics, you must retreat from this quest.
Reflect on the path of action necessary to enact her revenge and try again.
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Choose: Kill the man and go take a look.

Haaselia: A large object being dragged? Could that be...
Haaselia: I'm afraid we don't have time to play anymore. I'm done with you, so you can simply die.
Heartless Crook: N-no! Save me!
Haaselia: Silence!
Haaselia sends the man's head flying in a split second.
Haaselia: Moon, where did you hear the noise? Take me to it.
The Moon: This way.
The two head in the direction of the sound and spot a passage behind an open door.
Haaselia: So there really was a secret passage. I thought they'd have one, considering the type of people gathering tonight.
The Moon: There's a trail of blood—no doubt he escaped this way.
Haaselia: ...!
The wall's moving! Let's slip in before it closes, Moon!
Haaselia and The Moon leap into the passage barely before the wall slides closed, blocking the way out.
Just then, from beyond the wall connecting the passage to the venue, the two hear the loud noise of something opening, followed by numerous screams.
Haaselia: Seems like a trap was set up... If I'd taken my time killing that man, I would've been caught too.
The Moon: It appears I warned you at just the right time.
Haaselia: Yes, I'll give the credit to you this time. Let's follow the trail.
The passage is dim and musty, eventually leading to multiple paths that create a complex maze. The two navigate by following the trail of blood on the ground.
Haaselia: The spaces between each bloodstain are getting smaller—we should be catching up soon.
Haaselia: You won't be able to run much farther, Uncle. Just let dear Haaselia finish you off, once and for all.
Haaselia's steps are light as she turns the corner and finds a figure standing in front of a dead end.
But the man is not the archduke.
Archduke's Crony: Urgh...
Haaselia: Tch... He got us. Just like my uncle to do something underhanded like this.
Haaselia: You. Where did my uncle go? The two of you ran together until midway, right?
Archduke's Crony: No way I'm... telling you... I would never betray the archduke...
Haaselia: Rather faithful of you. Let's put that loyalty to the test, shall we?
Without hesitation, Haaselia unleashes a beam of light that severs the man's arm in the blink of an eye.
Archduke's Crony: Augh!
Haaselia: Feel like saying anything?
Archduke's Crony: I can take this... I must protect my lord...
Haaselia: All right then.
She unleashes a second beam of light—this time, taking out one of the man's legs.
Archduke's Crony: Gaaah!
Haaselia: We've come this far. My uncle has lost—it's a matter of whether he dies sooner or later.
Haaselia: In other words, resisting me is futile. If you tell me honestly, I'll kill you in a way that's not so painful.
Haaselia: What do you say?
Archduke's Crony: Haha... Hahaha! Long live the archduke!
Haaselia: ...
Your courage is admirable. Almost a waste to have someone like you working under my uncle.
The Moon: Any further questioning would be in vain. Should we go find a different path and look for the archduke ourselves?
  1. Leave the man and find another path.
  2. Put an end to the man before leaving.


Choose: Leave the man and find another path.

Haaselia: Actually, I think I'll spare you for now. With any luck, you'll get eaten up by rats and die a miserable death.
Haaselia and The Moon hurriedly backtrack, and this time, they choose a path without any traces of blood.
Though they find themselves lost several times, the two eventually reach a sturdy-looking door.
Haaselia: We've finally caught up. My uncle should be behind this door...
The Moon: The door appears to be locked. What should we do?
Haaselia: No need for a key when we can simply break down the door.
Haaselia: Haaah!
The Evoker launches a beam of light at the door, but the door remains in place, only slightly burnt and hardly scratched.
Haaselia: What? My power's...
The Moon: What are you doing? Now's not the time for games.
Haaselia: I'm not fooling around! For some reason, my power won't come out...
The Moon: Hm? What's the matter, Haase!
Haaselia: Somehow my body's feeling weak, and I'm getting dizzy...
Haaselia: Could it be... poisonous gas? When did...
The Moon: Stand up, Haase! Will you let it end like this?
Haaselia: I don't want it like this! But... I can't move...
Haaselia: (I'm so pathetic... What a sad end to my life...)
Haaselia: I'm sorry, Lette... Flek... I couldn't avenge you...
Haaselia gradually loses her five senses, and her consciousness drifts until an absolute darkness swallows it completely.
The end.
As Haaselia has fallen to the enemy's tactics, you must retreat from this quest.
Reflect on the path of action necessary to enact her revenge and try again.
Go to "Continue 1"


Choose: Put an end to the man before leaving.

Haaselia: This man is a member of the trade too... I won't be able to rest until he suffers proper retribution for his actions.
The Evoker uses her power to look into the man's heart and immediately grimaces.
What flashes before her eyes are countless scenes that are indescribable. Haaselia recognizes several of the victims to be children she once knew.
Haaselia: How could you do such repulsive things to innocent children... I feel sick to my stomach!
Despite trembling with rage, Haaselia does her best to compose herself and adjusts the power of her light beam to slice open a hole just below his sternum.
As blood begins to spurt out, she reaches out and sticks her hand into the hole without hesitation.
When Haaselia uses her slender fingers to grip the man's heart, the man lets out a ghastly scream.
Haaselia: Ahaha, what a splendid sensation! How long will your heart last? Seeing how it didn't hurt one bit when performing such cruel acts on children over and over, I'm expecting it to be quite strong!
Archduke's Crony: Ah... Gah... Hrrg...
Haaselia: Oh, no, you're not dying that easily! I want to see how much you can take before—
Archduke's Crony: Gragh...
Haaselia's grip tightens—perhaps by more than she intended—and crushes his heart. Blood spurts from the man, and he breathes his last.
Haaselia: Hey... Who said you could die? I told you I was going to make you suffer before killing you!
Overcome with anger, the Evoker swings her fist at the man's wound. The sound of his organs being crushed again and again echoes down the passage.
Something is squeezed out of the man's stomach, together with his blood and gastric juices.
Haaselia: Is that... a key?
The Moon: He must have swallowed it so we wouldn't be able to find it.
Haaselia: It must be that important, hm? With this, we should be able to get to where my uncle is.
The Moon: Rrg! Is this...
Haaselia: Pretty sure it's not just smoke—some sort of poisonous gas, I'm guessing. Just like what my uncle would do.
Haaselia: Let's hurry, Moon!
Haaselia and The Moon backtrack, keeping their breathing minimal as not to take in the gas. This time, they choose a path without any traces of blood.
Though they find themselves lost several times, the two eventually reach a sturdy-looking door.
Haaselia: We've finally caught up. My uncle should be behind this door...
The Moon: You must hurry, Haase. The gas will spell doom if we don't open this door quickly.
Haaselia: I know. I'll open it now.
Haaselia inserts the key into the lock and turns it. She leans into the door, using the full weight of her body to get it moving.
The door opens to reveal someone waiting for them.
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Bloodstained Nobility: Scene 3

Haaselia is poisoned during the confrontation with her uncle, but she fights to remain conscious and succeeds in exacting her revenge. The crew arrives just in time to prevent her from taking her own life and gives her a chance to have a heart-to-heart with Katzelia, after which she decides to continue living.


Haaselia opens the door to find someone waiting for them.
Haaselia: Uncle.
Archduke: So you were able to get the key. Tch... Useless underling.
Haaselia: Now you have nowhere to run. Won't you stay put for me?
Archduke: You plan to kill me whether I resist or not, don't you?
Haaselia: I'm glad we're on the same page. If you look at all the things you've done up until now, it's only natural that you die.
Haaselia: The day you sent Flek to attack Lette and me... That was you, wasn't it? Answer me!
Archduke: It was indeed. Because your maid just had to go snooping around, causing unnecessary trouble.
Archduke: She tried to speak against us without understanding our noble goals. Her selfishness went too far.
Haaselia: Your noble goals? Surely you jest. What exactly is noble about them?
Archduke: You know nothing about these skies. A mere princess like you who only dabbled in royal duties would never understand.
Archduke: If the Galgenia Empire is to maintain its hegemony over its neighbors, it must be strong. No one will pledge loyalty to a weakling.
Archduke: What do we need to become strong? Simple—strength is represented by military might. This is true especially for a state.
Archduke: And what do we need to maintain our military? Financial power, of course. Armaments cost a lot of money.
Archduke: But funds are not infinite. That's where I came up with an idea...
Haaselia: The orphanage... Am I right?
Archduke: Yes—however, directing funds toward the orphanage itself will not make our country strong. Rather, it will eat up the finances.
Archduke: But surely we can get a return on the investment somehow—perhaps in the form of donations from wealthy sponsors? So my thinking went.
Archduke: If you offer forms of amusement that can never be public, you'll find no shortage of people with deep pockets willing to spare no expense.
Archduke: Utilizing this new source of funding allows our state to grow all the greater. The deaths that result are not in vain.
Archduke: Rather, they get to contribute to the advancement of our country. What honor would be greater than that?
Haaselia: You're rotten... Completely rotten, down to your last bone!
Haaselia: These are people's lives you're talking about! Those children... are they nothing but toys to you?
Archduke: Heh... Toys, huh? Wouldn't that be something you and I have in common then?
Haaselia: What do you mean?
Archduke: You once told me you wanted to provide support for the orphanage. But was that your real intention?
Archduke: What you wanted was not to save those children... but to bathe in the satisfaction of having accomplished such charitable work.
Archduke: In other words, you, too, were using the children as tools for your own benefit.
Haaselia: How could you say that... Don't you act like we're the same!
Archduke: Can you prove we're not? One's heart of hearts can never be truly known by another.
Archduke: The orphans might have been using you in their own way, smiling when you're around in order to solicit something from you.
Archduke: Everyone is living their life while using the people around them! That is the reality!
Haaselia: No! That's only what you believe. Don't taint the children's innocence like that!
Haaselia: They were good children, so precious—
Lette: But if we're friends with Haase, we're bound to get closer to Lord Katzelia or one of their siblings, right?
Flek: If I keep buttering up to her, maybe she'll eventually wanna give me something on her own!
Haaselia: ...!
The illusion the Inchoate World had shown her before suddenly comes to mind, and she falters.
Haaselia: (Calm down... That was only an illusion. I won't let it trick me...)
Archduke: Hah!
Haaselia: ...!
In the brief moment that Haaselia is distracted, the archduke whips out a knife and throws it, aiming straight for her heart.
But the Evoker reacts fast, dodging just in time. The knife grazes her shoulder before hitting the wall and dropping to the floor.
Haaselia: A coward through and through. You should have made sure you killed me then, because you won't be able to manage it a second time.
Haaselia: Cease your meaningless struggle and accept your death gallantly, Uncle.
Archduke: You can act however brave you want, but that won't last for long.
Haaselia: You're still not giving up? I'm afraid you're not quite understanding the gravity of the situation you're in...
Haaselia: Ngh!
A sudden wave of dizziness hits Haaselia, and she staggers back, putting a hand on the wall.
Haaselia: What... is this?
Archduke: No, you're not understanding your own situation. The knife was poisoned, you see—I'm happy that it's working fast.
Haaselia: Well done... But this level of poison won't faze me...
Archduke: Drop the act. This poison is incredibly effective in rendering a person unconscious—like a type of anesthesia.
Archduke: I often used it on the children for experiments. Without treatment, the person will certainly die, but we have an antidote.
Archduke: It should be difficult for you to even carry a conversation at this point. It's time to give up, Haase.
Haaselia: Ugh... No... I have to...
Archduke: The next time you wake up, you'll most likely find yourself on a table as a specimen. Thank you for your generous contribution.
The Moon: Haase, you must stay awake. Will you let your revenge end here?
Haaselia: No... way... Do you know how hard it was... to get to this point?
Haaselia: I'm going to... send all of them to hell... That's my only wish.
Haaselia: I'll never... give up. I'll avenge... all the children who were lost!
Haaselia reaches out to grab the sharp, iron candlestand next to her.
She positions the tip of it and, without a hint of hesitation, stabs it into her own arm.
Haaselia: Rrg... Ugh!
Archduke: Wha...
Haaselia: Pant, pant... Now I'm awake...
The Moon: Bwahaha, you certainly never fail to live up to my expectations, Haase.
Archduke: You're mad... Why are you so intent on doing this!
Haaselia: You trampled on the dignity of those important to me... Do I need any other reason?
Archduke: That's why you're mad! Why would you risk your own life for the sake of others? Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!
Archduke: If the children had indeed been using you, then your revenge act would be nothing more than a pitiful comedy! Do you understand?
Haaselia: Like I said, I won't fall for the same trick a second time.
Haaselia: Maybe shedding a few drops of blood really did help cool me down. Now I can say for certain...
Haaselia: Everyone is their own person, for better or worse. We can't know the contents of another's heart, not without some special power.
Haaselia: And if there's no way to know what to believe, I'll simply choose for myself. That's the only way to go about it.
Haaselia: Even if what I believe might turn out to be false.
Archduke: Rrg... You're just a good-for-nothing princess!
Haaselia: Let's end this, Uncle.
Haaselia: I didn't want to kill you so easily, but I'm afraid I don't have enough energy to drag this out any longer.
Archduke: Rrgh... Damn it all!
The archduke rushes at her in desperation, raising his fist. But Haaselia only smiles in farewell.
Haaselia: You're not even fit to be trash. I'll annihilate every part of you so scum like you won't ever be reborn again!
Haaselia musters all of her strength and throws it toward the archduke in a powerful beam of light. The archduke is swallowed by the light before vanishing forever.
Haaselia: ...
Haaselia: It's over... It's all over.
After accomplishing her revenge and leaving the venue, Haaselia wanders aimlessly outside, dragging her fatigued body along.
When she finally comes to her senses again, she finds herself in a dark hallway of the castle, lit only by the light of the moon.
Haaselia: Why do I feel so empty inside? I thought I would feel more satisfied after achieving my goal...
Haaselia: What is this, Moon? Tell me.
The Moon: You demand the unreasonable. You and I are not the same—there is no way for me to understand how you are feeling.
The Moon: However... Somehow, I sense that you already know the answer deep inside.
The Moon: You vowed vengeance knowing full well that this is what it would come to. You anticipated this, and agreed to it.
The Moon: Is that not so?
Haaselia: Hmph... It's almost annoying to see how well you understand me.
Haaselia: Yes, I knew since the beginning that it would be like this. Lette and Flek won't come back to life even if I carry out my revenge.
Haaselia: But their deaths were too tragic... I just had to do something for them! Even if it's out of self-satisfaction!
Haaselia: I don't regret it at all. But... it feels so empty. So empty, and lonely...
Haaselia: I don't know why... I'm even alive anymore...
The Moon: ...
Haaselia: How did I become so fainthearted... The poison must have affected me mentally. Yes, that must be it...
Haaselia: Well, it seems I've run out of time... But if I simply died like this, it would be like my uncle killed me. I'd hate that...
Haaselia: I'd rather... die of my own accord. It'd be much better that way...
Dragging herself to the side of the hall, Haaselia stares blankly out at the ground below.
Haaselia: Surely death will not escape me from this height.
The Moon: It would be the end of you, without a doubt.
Haaselia: ...
Haaselia: So you won't stop me, Moon.
The Moon: You helped me defeat World—that was my objective.
The Moon: That day, I made the decision once more to abide to whatever you wished to do.
The Moon: If death is what you yearn for, then so be it. I will return to awaiting my next pactbearer.
Haaselia: How cold of you, after all the time we spent together.
Haaselia: But it's just like you to say that.
There is no sorrow on Haaselia's face. Instead, she breaks out into a bright smile.
Haaselia: I rather enjoyed the days we spent together, Moon.
The Moon: As did I.
Haaselia: Farewell then.
Though she is about to take her own life, the resolution in Haaselia's step as she moves forward is firm and unwavering.
Her body is thrown into the air, succumbing to gravity as it pulls her down toward the ground...
Or so she had anticipated.
Haaselia: ...?
I'm still... alive?
She feels someone's grip on her arm. Puzzled, she turns her head to see who it is.
Haaselia: (Captain)? Why are you here?
Lyria: Haase! Are you all right?
Vyrn: You're caked in blood! What happened?
Haaselia: Lyria... Vyrn... What's going on?
Katzelia: I saw you from my room, so I rushed here with (Captain) and the others.
Haaselia: Brother...
Vyrn: Hey, don't talk so much. We'll get you patched up right away!
Haaselia: I'm... going to be saved?
Lyria: We'll save you for sure, Haase! So please don't give up, okay?
Haaselia: I see... So I can't even be granted death...
Vyrn: What're you sayin'? You're talkin' like you wanted to die or something!
Haaselia: That's exactly what I wanted. I jumped in hopes that I would die.
Lyria: Huh! But... why?
Haaselia: I suppose I could tell all of you, now that everything is over.
Haaselia reveals to the crew the true reason for her absence from the ship, and how she had massacred everyone involved with the black market.
The crew are rendered speechless by her words, faced with a version of her so different from the one they know.
Haaselia: Shocking, right? Or are you repulsed? This is your chance to simply let me die.
Lyria: Haase...
Katzelia: Haase. Why did you not talk to me about any of this?
Katzelia: I could have been able to find a solution without you throwing yourself in danger like that. Then you wouldn't have to get hurt—
Haaselia abruptly reaches out to slap her brother across the face.
Katzelia: Haase?
Haaselia: You really don't know anything about me, Brother. I'll use this opportunity to tell you once and for all.
Haaselia: I've always... always hated you!
Katzelia: ...!
Haaselia: Despite your talent for politics, all you spend your time on is music. Not to mention, you treat me like a child...
Haaselia: If you think your overprotection is a form of kindness, then you're wrong!
Haaselia: If I had talked to you about this, how do you think you would have responded?
Haaselia: If it was just a lecture on how meaningless revenge would be, I'd be able to bear it. But knowing you, Brother...
Haaselia: You would take measures to distance me from danger and solve the problem all by yourself—regardless of my wishes.
Haaselia: Those kinds of things don't make me happy at all! I'm not someone who exists only to be protected!
Haaselia: I hate all of that about you, Brother! I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! I hate you so much!
Katzelia: ...
Katzelia: Is that how you truly feel, Haase?
Haaselia: Yes. Those are my genuine feelings, without a shred of falsehood.
Katzelia: I see. So you're finally telling me how you feel.
Haaselia: Finally? Why're you talking like you already knew...
Katzelia: Who do you think I am? I'm your brother—and I love my sister. I can at least sense my own beloved sister's feelings.
Katzelia: But love is something you give, and not something to wish for in return. That's why I never stopped giving my love to you.
Katzelia: But my love was what almost drove you to your death.
Katzelia: A man who cannot even understand the heart of his own sister is not fit to serve as emperor. It is beyond my capability...
Haaselia: Not fit... to be emperor? What's the matter with you all of a sudden... It's not like you to be so faint of heart.
Katzelia: Heh. You think of me too highly, Haase.
Katzelia: Well... Will you listen to what I have to say, as a fellow imperial heir?
Katzelia: I'd like to tell you about my experiences up until now, and the large wall I find myself facing even now.
A part of Katzelia's story causes Haaselia's emotions to flare.
Having accepted her fate and devoted everything she had to her purpose, she cannot find it in herself to forgive what her brother confesses to her.
Now that she has no reason to hide her true intentions, Haaselia criticizes her brother's weakness without restraint.
But oddly enough, it is those unrestrained words that encourage Katzelia's wounded heart.
Katzelia: Thank you for listening to my foolish story, Haase, despite what you are going through.
Haaselia: I don't mind. Looking at your gloomy face would be much more distressing.
Katzelia: Let's talk someday—just the two of us. Haase... I wish with all my heart that you will stay alive until then.
Haaselia: I guess I'm left with no choice then. I have a lot of things I'd like to talk about, so I suppose I'll keep living for now.
Haaselia: Will you be going to see Luvera now?
Katzelia: Yes, I must make haste. You did what you needed to do, Haase—and now, I need to do the same.
Katzelia: I'm sorry, (Captain)—can I leave Haase's safety in your hands? There is a place I must visit.
When the captain nods wordlessly, Katzelia calmly takes his leave.
Lyria: Let's take Haase back to the ship!
Vyrn: Just bear with this a lil' longer! Hang in there!
Haaselia: Thank you, everyone.
(Captain) lifts Haaselia up, and the Evoker slowly closes her eyes.
Feeling the warmth of the captain's back, Haaselia thinks about her days to come.
Haaselia: I was lucky to have survived. Or perhaps, I was allowed to survive by something greater.
Haaselia: Will continuing to live like this become my happiness, or will it be the start of a new suffering?
Haaselia: Am I alive because someone told me not to die? Or because there were children who wanted to live but couldn't?
Haaselia: Or is it because there is still something someone as small and insignificant as me can do... in the time that is given to me?
Haaselia: In order to find the meaning to my life, I must continue living.

Bloodstained Nobility: Scene 4

Days later, a recovered Haaselia learns her brother has set off on a new path. Moved to find her own way to help her country, she apologizes to the crew for deceiving them and requests to stay on the ship. Thus, Haaselia embarks on her own new path together with The Moon.


Several days after the completion of Haaselia's revenge.
Thanks to her astounding recovery abilities, the Evoker's wounds are all healed. She stands on the deck of the Grandcypher, gazing out at the sky.
Haaselia: ...
Haaselia: It really is over... It's only been a few days, but it already feels like decades ago.
She unfolds the letter from Katzelia to read it again.
In the letter, her brother asks about her condition, and details his own resolutions and what he envisions for their country.
Reading those words makes Haaselia think about her own future.
Haaselia: My brother is trying to resolve his own problems and walk a new path. I need to find a new path for myself to walk too.
Lyria: Haase! There you are!
Vyrn: You sure you're okay bein' up and about?
Haaselia: Yes, I'm all better. Looks like absorbing the World's power has given me pretty convenient abilities.
Haaselia: ...
Haaselia: I've caused a lot of trouble for all of you. I left on my own, yet in the end, you came to rescue me. I'm terribly ashamed.
Haaselia: When I told you before that I'd reconsider my plans, that was nothing but a lie. I was only planning to use you for my benefit.
Haaselia: Sure my plans changed and I never ended up using you, but the fact remains that I had intended to do so.
Haaselia: I know saying all of this now won't make you trust me again, but... I just want to apologize to you. I'm sorry.
Vyrn: Er, thanks?
Haaselia: Now that I've told you, I really have nothing more I'm hiding. I'm done pretending—I just want to be myself from now on.
Vyrn: So you were pretending...
But you know, we've fought you before and everything, so we kinda knew that you weren't as innocent as you made yourself look.
Lyria: I'm still not completely used to hearing you talking so casually, but seeing you with so much energy makes me happy!
Haaselia: Hehe. Thanks, Lyria.
Haaselia: (Captain)... I don't expect you to forgive me just because I've told you everything, but there's something I'd like to ask of you.
Haaselia: As you know, the Galgenia Empire is currently in a state of turmoil with its transition of rulers.
Haaselia: I know that even if I return, I won't be able to help. I'd only get in the way.
Haaselia: I want myself to have grown enough to be able to help my country the next time I return to it—and to do that, I want to continue my journey.
Haaselia: If it isn't too much to ask... will you let me stay in your crew and continue traveling with all of you?
Haaselia: I haven't been the best ally... but will you accept me into your crew once more?
  1. Of course.
  2. I don't know...


Choose: Of course.

Haaselia: It's just like you to accept me without hesitation like that. I'm really glad I decided to tell you everything.
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Choose: I don't know...

Haaselia: Wha! I told you everything, so just accept me for who I am and move on already!
Vyrn: Haha, gotcha! (Captain)'s just kidding—now we're tied, so you don't hafta worry about makin' it up to us anymore!
Haaselia: Okay... Cheeky, aren't you? Though, I guess I'm not really one to say.

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Haaselia: My shoulders feel a lot lighter. I'm glad I can continue traveling with all of you—thanks for having me, (Captain). You too, Lyria. Vyrn.
Lyria: Of course! It's our pleasure!
Vyrn: No more secrets, okay?
Haaselia: Yes, no more.
Haaselia: Anyway, I think that's enough dawdling. The other crew members are calling for you.
Lyria: Oh, you're right! I'm sorry, we should go.
Vyrn: See ya around, Braidy Girl! You only just got better, so don't go pushin' yourself too hard!
Haaselia watches as the three take their leave.
The Evoker curls her fingers tip to tip, forming a circle. She begins to raise it toward her face...
Haaselia: ...
But quickly drops it again before letting out a small sigh.
The Moon: Are you sure? They say they trust you, but that, too, could be a lie.
Haaselia: I don't need my power to know that what they say is the truth. You can see it in their all-too-innocent smiles.
Haaselia: On the other hand, the person I can't trust completely is you. When I was preparing to jump a few days ago, you already knew, didn't you?
Haaselia: You knew that even if you didn't try to stop me, the crew would come to my rescue.
The Moon: Who is to say? I am not all-knowing—thus I cannot see into the future.
The Moon: But if that is what you think, then that is what you should believe.
Haaselia: Sigh... Avoiding answering the important questions as usual. You're cheeky too, just like the others.
Haaselia: In any case, I survived. Here I am, still alive.
Haaselia: You'll be stuck with me for the meantime. No matter which path I end up taking, you'd better stick it out with me.
The Moon: Very well. It doesn't seem like I will be bored anytime soon.
How should she live, and what should she become?
Somehow, Haaselia is certain that the answers to these questions will show themselves eventually as she continues her journey with (Captain) and company.
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