Scenario:Haaselia - Truth and Deceit

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Truth and Deceit

Haaselia one day receives a surprise visit from Flek, who claims he can't get along with his new foster parents. She lets him stay the night—an opportunity Flek seizes to murder Lette. It turns out the archduke's experiments on children were discovered by Lette, and he sent over the experimented Flek as a solution. Haaselia escapes by using the power of a primal beast known as The Moon, swearing revenge against the archduke.



About a month has passed since Haaselia's last visit to the orphanage. She is painting in her room.
Yet she appears somewhat glum.
Haaselia: (Should I really be idling away my time with brush and canvas?)
Haaselia doesn't consider her recent use of time to be very productive.
It started about a month ago, when the emperor passed away and the first imperial heir ascended the throne.
The fourth in line was imprisoned on charges of assassinating the second. The imperial court was in turmoil.
It was no time to be worrying about the orphanage—disaster could fall upon her very being any day now.
And Lette has been going out of the castle rather often lately, further compounding Haaselia's anxiety.
Haaselia: (Where could Lette have been going without telling me...)
Haaselia: (It gets so lonely in here...)
As Haaselia continues sketching on the canvas to soothe herself, knocking on the door is accompanied by the voices of guards outside her room.
Imperial Trooper: Pardon the intrusion, Your Imperial Highness, but a boy has come to the castle wishing to speak to you.
Haaselia: A boy? What's his name?
Imperial Trooper: I was told you'd understand if I said Flek...
Haaselia: (Flek? He's never come to the castle before. Why now?)
Imperial Trooper: Should I send him away?
Haaselia: No, I know Flek. Let's show him in. Give me a moment.
Haaselia puts aside her half-completed painting, tidies herself up, and leaves the room.
Haaselia and the guard go together to the castle entrance, where they find Flek waiting.
Haaselia: This might be the first time we've met outside the orphanage. How odd it feels.
Haaselia: You know, only a month has passed. Weren't you going to become the suavest, coolest man on the block before seeing me again?
Haaselia: Or have you come because you just couldn't stop thinking about me?
Flek: ...
Haaselia jests in good spirits, but Flek is unresponsive, his expression colored by gloom.
Haaselia: What happened to your happy-go-lucky self?
Flek: So I went to live with my new parents... But we didn't get along too well...
Flek: I couldn't take it anymore and just flew out of the house...
Haaselia: Hm, so that's what happened, huh...
Understanding Flek's plight, Haaselia offers him words of consolation.
Haaselia: I guess that sort of thing happens. But it's not your fault—no need to be so down about it, okay?
Flek: Still though...
Haaselia: (Maybe I'm asking the impossible here...)
Haaselia: (He had already left his birth parents, and this time it was entirely his decision to leave his second home... It's only a given he'd feel at fault...)
Haaselia: Stay in my room today.
Flek: ...
Would that be okay?
Haaselia: But it'll have to be our little secret. I'll never hear the end of it later if anyone knows I let you stay.
Haaselia: I'll think about what you can do in the future. For now you can stop worrying about it.
Haaselia: So come on in.
Flek: Okay...
After returning to her room, Haaselia takes note of Flek's heavy eyelids and urges him to get some shut-eye.
It isn't long before Flek begins snoring away after getting on the bed.
Haaselia: He must be exhausted.
Gazing at Flek's sleeping face, Haaselia gently strokes his back and pats his head.
Haaselia: (He can be a real cheeky brat at times, but he's oh-so cute too.)
Haaselia: Looks like he'll be asleep for a while. I may as well get back to my painting.
Haaselia takes a moment of repose from her canvas and looks out the window. She realizes the sun has already set.
Haaselia: Is it that late already?
Haaselia: Wow, I'm surprised he's still tucked in. I just hope he doesn't sleep so much that he wakes up in the middle of the night.
Haaselia: Mmng... Watching him snooze away has gotten me sleepy.
Just as Haaselia yawns and begins to doze off, Lette enters the room.
Lette: Sorry I'm late, Haase.
Haaselia: No worries. Sorry to bother you with an errand when you just got back, but could you get me a pillow?
Lette: Hm? What for?
Haaselia: Flek's here. A lot's happened, and I'm having him stay here for the night.
Lette: Flek? I suppose that's okay, but did you let his parents know?
Haaselia: It's not that simple, you see. I waited a bit hoping to talk to you about it, but...
As the two continue discussing the matter, Flek awakens.
Haaselia: Good morning, sleepyhead. Or should I say "good evening"?
Flek: ...
Haaselia: Hm? You're still half-asleep?
Flek remains irresponsive as he stares absent-mindedly at the ceiling.
But the moment he notices Lette, he immediately turns to her the way a predator turns to its prey.
Lette: (Something seems off about him... His eyes are blank, like those of a puppet...)
Lette: (No, it can't be!)
Lette: Haase! Get away from Flek right this moment!
Haaselia: What's wrong, Lette? What kind of a joke—
Lette: Ngh...
Flek: ...
Haaselia: Wha...
Haaselia is still dazed at the all-too-sudden turn of events.
She takes another look at Flek's tight grip on a bloodstained knife and Lette collapsed on the floor before realizing what has happened.
Haaselia: Lette!
Having come to her senses, Haaselia runs to Lette's side while calling out her name.
Haaselia: Lette! Pull yourself together!
Lette: Haa... se...
Haaselia: Thank goodness, you're alive!
Lette: Rgh... Hack... Wheeze...
Blood spurts out from Lette's abdominal wound every time she coughs. A puddle of crimson soon forms on the flooring.
Lette: I can't breathe... The wound must be really deep...
Lette: Haase... I have one last favor to ask of you...
Haaselia: Don't say it'll be your last! You'll make it through this!
Lette: Heh... Acting selfish at a time like this?
Lette: Please... Just listen...
Haaselia naturally simmers down at the solemnity of her plea.
Haaselia: ...
Lette: Thanks...
Lette: There's something I have to tell you... about your uncle...
Haaselia: My uncle?
Lette: His charity operations... are nothing more than a front for his child experimentation.
Haaselia: Child experimentation?
Lette: That's not all... There's a black market that revolves around him.
Lette: Comprised of disgusting folks who gather around to watch the experimented children for show...
Lette: I started wondering why there wasn't a single letter from the orphanage kids who were adopted, and looked into it...
Lette: That's what I've been going out so often for lately... And that's how I discovered his secret...
Haaselia: I thought my uncle was helping the children...
Lette: He probably sent Flek as an assassin... to bury me along with his secret...
Haaselia: Then that story about Flek running away from home was...
Flek: ...
Lette: Most likely a lie... They experimented on him and brainwashed him into doing this...
Lette: I've kept quiet about it up until now to keep you safe... I'm sorry...
Haaselia: There's nothing for you to apologize about! This was all my uncle's doing! That cretin!
Just then a guard kicks the door in and storms inside.
Imperial Trooper: Tch, still alive?
Lette: Please, Haase... You need to get out of here...
Haaselia: What are you saying! You're coming with me!
Lette: Haase... Thanks for being a friend... For showing me what it means to be family...
Lette: I've already lost too many people in my life... I want you to live...
Those are her last words.
She quietly shuts her eyelids, the vivid image of her wound a stark contrast to her peaceful expression.
Haaselia: No fair, Lette... Why am I the only one who gets to be upset...
Imperial Trooper: Humph, dead at last.
Imperial Trooper: Hey, brat! Get to work and finish off the princess next!
Flek: Yes, understood.
Haaselia: ...!
Sensing Flek approach, Haaselia jumps back by reflex.
Her back is now against the wall, with no room to run. Flek continues advancing like a leopard closing in on its prey.
Haaselia: (What do I do! There's no weapon lying around, and I don't know how to fight barehanded!)
Haaselia: (Even if I do manage to fend off Flek somehow, there's still that guard by the door... I don't see a way out!)
Haaselia: (I'm sorry, Lette... I don't think I'll be able to keep my promise...)
With Flek's knife—fresh blood dripping from its tip—pointed at her, Haaselia is all but ready to die.
Just then...
Haaselia: What the...
Haaselia: The card from my father is glowing!
???: You who live your days in deceit...
Haaselia: What's happening! Who are you?
The Moon: I am The Moon, the one who exposes deceit in every form and embellishes the truth with fabrications.
Imperial Trooper: What in the skies is that monster!
Haaselia: Y-you must be a primal beast!
The Moon: Indeed.
The Moon: The life reflecting in your eyes is a shadow of its former self. Do not waver. Show your compassion by ending his torment.
Haaselia: You're telling me to kill off Flek?
The Moon: ...
The Moon's silence can be taken as a clear affirmative.
Haaselia: (He's right... If I die here, I'll never be able to avenge Lette!)
Haaselia: (But how could I possibly kill a child...)
For someone who's always wanted to save children and give them a brighter future, Haaselia is essentially being asked to do the impossible.
Especially given that the child in question is a victim himself merely being manipulated by adults.
It ends up being Flek who saves Haaselia by giving her the resolve to take action.
Flek: Please... Just finish me off...
Haaselia: Flek! There's still some of you in there...
Even if she doesn't take Flek's life, there would be nothing but endless punishment and torture awaiting him later for failing his mission.
Considering what would be best for Flek, Haaselia makes up her mind.
Haaselia: (The least I can do is make sure he goes peacefully...)
Imperial Trooper: Urgh, useless tot!
Imperial Trooper: I'm the one who'll be killed off if you fail your mission! Enough—I'll take her out along with that monster myself!
Haaselia: You're the one who's going to meet your end.
Haaselia: Moon... Lend me your power and veil the truth uncovered here today.
Haaselia: Lette is alive, and Flek never killed anyone. I'll carry the burden of the truth myself.
Haaselia: Use your power to make it all go away! Nothing out of the ordinary happened here today!
The Moon: So you choose to embellish the truth with fabrications... Very well, I grant you my power.
A white light envelops the room in the next instant.
Imperial Trooper: Guaaah!
Flek: Thank... you... Haase...
The light engulfs all, stripping the two of their lives.
Haaselia: (Goodbye, Flek... Lette... I'll never forget you two...)
What remains in the room is an ominous silence and utter desolation.
Haaselia eludes her pursuers and escapes from the castle, meeting up with her brother Katzelia, who is also on the run.
Engulfed in the problem of imperial succession, Katzelia found himself being targeted and fled the castle as well.
Haaselia keeps the truth to herself and explains that she must depart for the same reason.
Daybreak. Katze and Haase flee to the nameless wilds on the edge of the empire. Only the steward is there to say goodbye.
Steward: There are no words to describe what this has become.
Katzelia: Don't cry. This is not a final farewell.
Katzelia: I shall return! And when I do, the trial will commence!
Steward: Oh, Lord Katzelia... One day you will become emperor. You are the only one truly suited to rule!
Steward: Thus never forget, my lord, that even at your lowest moments, you must maintain your grace!
Steward: Grace is the essence of authority. Continue to refine yourself so that the people may honor you with their esteem!
Katzelia: Very well. From this day forth, I shall act as the legitimate heir to Galgenia.
Steward: Lady Haaselia...
Haaselia: I will accompany Brother wherever he goes. If he is to be the next emperor, then I will play the role of his attendant.
Steward: Ah... How noble...
Katzelia: Haase, the road ahead will be full of hardships. Please support your foolish brother.
Haaselia: Of course. I will always be with you, Brother.
Katzelia: The blame lies with me for not having the foresight to notice our uncle's machinations...
Katzelia: Just having you around will give me the strength to move on... That's why you must never stray from your brother's side.
Haaselia: Yes, Brother.
Haaselia: (He still treats me like a child despite the situation...)
Haaselia: (Then I won't rely on him either. I'll take revenge myself!)
Deceit being the facade that shields her true intentions, Haaselia's desire for vengeance burns bright.
She vows to return to the empire one day as she departs the island with her brother.