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Dies irae ~Interview with Kaziklu Bey~
undefined"My mother was my sister."Brooklyn, New York - The man who sat across the interviewer at the vampire bar known as the "Borges House" began his story with those odd words.Following the end World War II, the pallid SS officer traversed the globe to many a raging battlefield, leaving carnage unforeseen in his wake.The vampire of the battlefield. The wandering Hakenkreuz.Though his saga was passed down as naught but a stale ghost story, it was no mere urban legend.For he was Wilhelm Ehrenburg - hunted in absolute secrecy by the UN as a remnant of the Third Reich, enemy of the world, and one of the infamous members of the demonic Longinus Dreizehn Orden. And after over half a century, the time had finally come for him to depart for Japan in order to fulfill his most ardent desire.Humoring this interviewer he would have ignored or slain any other day was merely a whim birthed from the exaltation of the promised time drawing ever closer.That was the only reason our intrepid interviewer found him in a talkative mood.Thus, as he reflected on his life, Wilhelm grew nostalgic - sentimental, even - for the path he had walked. And when asked, he unveiled his past piece by piece.From the accursed blood that poisoned his very soul, to the blight wrought by the works of Mercury.He spun a tale of the day he awakened to the truth of his being, and of the woman who had the nature of Wilhelm's existence engraved upon her very being."Don't you worry, I'm gonna tell you everything. From the first moment I met her, to the very end of our story."
Kami no Rhapsody
undefinedThe great plains of Kvarna spreads out from the border between the western part and the central plains of the Raulbash continent. This was the territory of the demi-humans who have resided here peacefully for thousands of years.One time, the ‘Kami no Kaido’, the ruler of the southeastern plains who is close to God, declared that he would train a successor to inherit his immense power and knowledge. With those words, he opened the gates to the holy land, ‘Shrine of the End’ (Tsui no Goshi). The successor candidates were bestowed the privilege to explore the previously-sealed area and various abilities by the Kami no Kaido, to overcome the severe trials that lay before them.Youths from all races and religions heeded this call and gathered together, including the young researcher Erballade who left his hometown to seek wisdom and the unknown. There will only be one successor. With honour, wisdom, power and wealth, along with the expectations of their hometowns, a fierce competition is about to begin.
Ano Harewataru Sora yori Takaku
undefinedThere were just five of us when we first started developing rockets. We didn't have enough money, equipment, or knowledge. Everyone told us we would fail, but I...We... didn't give up. None of us.We lived on Amanoshima, an island far to the south of mainland Japan and the location of a large aerospace program. Our school, Amanoshima Academy, had a prestigious aerospace curriculum and students from all over the nation attended it, eyes set on being a part of the next generation of rocket scientists."Hey. Want to make rockets with us?"That was why I was so surprised when asked me to join her. I was enrolled in the normal curriculum, not aerospace, and nobody ever doubted the fact that I was an idiot. But when I looked into her eyes, I saw how sincere she was... and it shook me.Finally, I decided to join the small rocket club she was the president of: Byakko."You won't make rockets at Byakko."The one who told me that was Reimei Kaho, vice-president of the largest and most illustrious rocket club of the many at our school: the ARC. She had come to notify us that we had been dissolved.There was only one way to stave off our own abolition. We had to win a rocket competition before the beginning of the second term. There were five of us. Arisa. Me."We can make rockets at Byakko too."Ibuki Nazuna, who loved rockets like nobody else."I want to be in your club."Michibiki Honoka, my childhood friend who loved to play tricks on others.And, finally, Kaho, who had made so much trouble for us initially. Together we tackled rocket science.We had to win a competition if we wanted our club to endure. And, even more than that, we wanted to launch a rocket that our own hands had built and see it soar toward space.The Karman line: 100km of altitude.Higher than the clear sky.We worked hard and chased our dreams to the edge of space.