Scenario:What Makes the Sky Blue II: Paradise Lost - Chapter 6: Punishment - Episode 1

What Makes the Sky Blue II: Paradise Lost - Chapter 6: Punishment - Episode 1

The mysterious black beast trying to destroy Canaan and the Celestial Strait is in fact Lucilius's legacy. Realizing the threat it poses to the entire sky realm, the crew try to figure out how to stop it.

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Canaan and the Celestial Strait beyond are savaged by the creature's boundless dark energy. Shrine walls and cliffs alike begin to crumble, loose rock raining down from the heights.

It's impossible to tell whether the beast lashes out at random, or whether its longing for freedom drives it to shatter its millennia-old prison.

Halluel and Malluel heroically dart between its blasts, carrying (Captain) and the others to the deck of the Grandcypher.

But that faithful airship is in grave condition, only barely skyworthy.

Rackam: We're hanging on by the skin of our teeth here, but skies am I happy to see you all.

Vyrn: The feeling's mutual! But, man, you shoulda seen the twins here fly! I don't think tall, dark, and deadly over there even noticed us.

Katalina: Thank you so much, Hal, Mal. If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened...

Halluel: We're the ones who should be grateful. This is an archangel matter after all.

Malluel: That's right. We couldn't have predicted this situation, but now the ether has stabilized...

Sandalphon: ...

Lyria: Sandalphon...

Io: What's with him? I know what happened with Lucifer, but he could at least look happy that you saved him.

Rosetta: Let him be for now. First things first—can someone explain that black beast tearing up the landscape? It bears a resemblance to a primal beast, but...

Halluel: It must be Lucilius's legacy.

Halluel: If we can trust the visions we saw in the Celestial Strait, that creature was made by Lucilius from all the cores he harvested after suppressing the original primal beasts' rebellion.

Malluel: Countless cores... countless individual souls... forcibly melded into an unholy chimera.

Malluel: That must be why it seems to have no will of its own. It's empty of anything but that awful power...

Eugen: That Lucilius had some twisted hobbies...
Listen, the Celestial Strait's bottling that monster up for now, but it's a matter of time before it gets out into the open sky.

Vyrn: Yeah... And I've got a gut feeling it's more dangerous than any monster or primal beast we've ever faced.

Vyrn: If we let it run wild, there'll be no stopping it and no end to the destruction...

Lyria: There must be something we can do, (Captain)!

???: Rrraaaaah!

Hooded Figure: Consciousness rendered hollow... A blade forged from hatred and resentment, tempered with millennia of torment.

Hooded Figure: Defying the expectations of the gods. Heritor of Lucilius's ambitions... Pure destruction made flesh. This creature truly merits the name Avatar.

Belial: Ohh, Bubs awakens at last. Slept in a little, didn't you?

Hooded Figure: The supreme primarch was more resilient... and craftier than I expected. I didn't anticipate him passing on his powers.

Hooded Figure: But his successor is a poor substitute. He won't be able to wield those powers to any great effect.

Belial: Hahaha, I'm sure. We don't even know if the power transfer itself was a success.

Hooded Figure: Would you like to explain the presence of the singularity? I believe I told you to snip every possible sprout that might blossom into a threat.

Belial: Yeah... My bad. I've been hiding my light under a bushel to keep the four primarchs off my tail, and it's just so hard to work like that.

Belial: I suppose the supreme primarch was better prepared for this than we thought. But the longer the chase, the more excited you get for the main event, don't you think?

Belial: We're nearly there, Bubs. Shall we raise a glass, like skydwellers do?

Hooded Figure: Humph...

Hooded Figure: Ngh!

A sword bursts through the hooded figure's side, leaving both men transfixed—one literally. Belial can see his own shocked face reflected in the bloodied tip of the blade.

Belial: What... in the...

Hooded Figure: It seems you're already quite comfortable with Lucifer's powers.

Sandalphon: Don't you ever sully his name with your filthy tongue again.

Sandalphon: It's over. It's all over.