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Shackled Dawn

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Memories of the Reaper

White seemed like the very symbol of this
nation.

Pristine snow covered the land, blocking
departure from within and return from

outside.

This lonely land of snow, this pure white
plain, was now red with blood.

Anastasia's Mother

Anastasia. Listen carefully.

Anastasia's Mother

You do know the small room in the back,
right?

Anastasia's Mother

Exactly. Where you hid when you were
little and couldn't be found for half a day.

Anastasia's Mother

Hide there now.

Anastasia's Mother

No matter who you hear—no matter what
you hear—you must not come out.

Anastasia's Mother

You must not look.

Anastasia's Father

You're both still here!?

Anastasia's Mother

What of the frontline?

Anastasia's Father

It's no use... Our allies' reinforcements
won't make it in time...

Anastasia's Mother

Then—

Anastasia's Father

They're on our doorstep.

Anastasia's Mother

Ana, hurry to the back room!

Anastasia's Father

Anastasia, no matter what, you must
never come out.

A small room tucked away in the back—
the very same she'd hidden in so many

times as a child.

Following her parents' orders, Anastasia
squeezed inside, forcing her now-grown

body into the cramped space.

And then a monstrous, beast-like growl
tore through her ears.

A cry that sounded somewhat human—
and yet not at all. A monster's yell.

Among the noise, she heard two shrill
voices she vaguely recognized.

Mother... Father...

"You must not look."

But she had already forgotten the warnings.

Anastasia cracked open the door and
peered through the gap.

Silver armor creaked—her parents lay
on the floor, their eyes wide open.

And standing there, was a woman.

Her cold, bloodstained figure looked like
the goddess of death herself.

(I will never forget this scene...for the rest
of my life.)

It has not been a full year since the foreign
knight Finn and the foreign saint Jeanne

left this land...

The aftermath of the crisis that shook the
entire continent is yet unresolved.

Still, life goes on, and even Camelot has
begun to regain a sense of peace.

The only grievance is that you,
Arthur Leidram, are not with us...

Lancelot

Oh my, King Gawain—dozing off?
That is quite unlike you.

Gawain

Stop calling me King, Lancelot.

Lancelot

Ah yes, I shall be more careful.
But you do admit to napping, do you not?

Gawain

It was merely a short rest. I will profit
nothing if I collapse from exhaustion.

Lancelot

Were you dreaming of her again?

Gawain

You've read my mind. Reminds me of that
magician, Merlin.

Lancelot

Perish that thought. I am but a humble
knight.

Lancelot

I see her in my dreams as well. Perhaps,
deep in our hearts, we all think she yet lives.

Gawain

We must have some lingering regret.

Lancelot

Even you have such regrets, Gawain?

Gawain

If I had to say, it would be...

Gawain

That in the end, I never got to hear her
true feelings.

Gawain

(Arthur Leidram... The wound she left
behind is far too great.)

Gawain

(In the Northern Continent, in its history...
And in our hearts.)

Tristan

Phew, I'm back. I can finally relax.

Tristan

Especially because I know everyone here.

Lancelot

Sir Tristan, welcome back. How did you
fare?

Tristan

So far, so good. Umm... Would it be all
right if I submitted the report tomorrow?

Lancelot

You seem altogether exhausted... Was the
diplomacy that rough?

Tristan

Well, I mean... For someone shy like me,
it was way too much...

Tristan

Not that I'm complaining about the
assignment, of course... Just...

Gawain

Sorry, Tristan. The Round Table is
short-handed right now.

Lancelot

Percival and Mordred have returned to
Gagokhalkis too...

Tristan

Yes, I understand. Right now, each of us
has to give more than we're capable of.

Lancelot

Still, it's a tremendous accomplishment to
have successful diplomacy with a distant

Lancelot

country!

Lancelot

It may even be that you overcame your
shyness!

Tristan

Do... Do you think so? I kind of feel that
way... Ah, but, no, I wasn't able to make

Tristan

small talk, so maybe not...

Gawain

Speaking of which, how is your eyesight?

Tristan

Ah, yes... Well enough.

Tristan

It's been quite some time since the source
of the curse was destroyed.

Tristan

What about you two? Any lingering effects?

Gawain

I'm fine. I've gotten used to this body, void
of the power of the curse.

Lancelot

Oh yes, I daresay I discovered something
after the curse disappeared!

Gawain

What happened, Lancelot?

Lancelot

Well, it was when I was frying something!
The oil splattered and hit me.

Lancelot

Before, that would've... You know...

Tristan

(You know...?)

Gawain

(I'm not going to ask...)

Lancelot

But now—I get all the more excited...
Well, you know, that thing increased!

Tristan

(Did she just say excited...?)

Gawain

...

Gawain

Tristan, have you received any reports
from Gareth?

Lancelot

Gawain, take heed! The oil, you know—
it splattered, and it hurt!

Tristan

Uh, um... It seems there hasn't been any
reports from the Kingdom of Uzlavia yet.

Tristan

Are you worried?

Gawain

Uzlavia is mysterious. There are rumors
that the royal family was deeply involved

Gawain

in forbidden dark arts.

Tristan

Magic unknown to us... That certainly is
worrisome.

Tristan

But Gareth is a fully fledged knight. I
think it's okay to place some trust in her.

Gawain

I do trust her. But given the current
circumstances...

Gawain

(The March of Death...)

Gawain

(We haven't disclosed the identity of the
one responsible to the other nations yet...)

Gawain

(The king of Deven advised us to postpone
our penance and prioritize the

Gawain

reconstruction of the surrounding nations.)

Gawain

(Because of this, so far, no one has
directed their hatred toward Camelot...)

Gawain

(But how long will that last if it becomes
known that King Arthur was the culprit...)

Gawain

(We'll have to play an exhausting political
game to keep things stable...)

Before the gates of Camelot—

A lone girl stood outside the closed
portcullis.

Visiting Girl

Mmm...

Visiting Girl

Um...

Visiting Girl

Mmmph...

Gate Guard A

Say, see that girl? She looks very
suspicious.

Gate Guard B

Yeah. These kinds of people always show
up during our shift.

Gate Guard A

Sigh... No getting around it.

Gate Guard A

Hey you, who are you!? What's your
business in Camelot!?

Visiting Girl

Eegk—! Uh, um, I... I'm nobody, really,
just—

Gate Guard B

Rambling doesn't help. Speak clearly!

Don Quixote

Y-Yes! Um... I... I'm Don Quixote.

Don Quixote

Phew... I said it.

Gate Guard A

So, why are you here? Why are you trying
to enter Camelot?

Don Quixote

Ah, I forgot the important part... T-Total
despair...

Gate Guard A

Despair, huh... Geez. Well, we're used to
dealing with weirdos.

Gate Guard B

Yeah, just take your time and speak
clearly. We'll wait.

Don Quixote

T-Thank you... Um, my name is Don Quixote.

Gate Guard A

You already said that.

Don Quixote

Ah, right... Um! I came to meet the
Knights of the Round Table...

Gate Guard B

The Knights of the Round Table...? Do you
have anything to prove your identity?

Gate Guard B

A letter of introduction or something?

Don Quixote

I don't...

Gate Guard A

Then it's not happening. We can't let you
through. Go home.

Don Quixote

Ah, wait... Um, here. Please, take this!

Gate Guard B

What... Ew, it reeks! What is this!?

Don Quixote

It's Demonkey fur. It's quite valuable in
our village—

Gate Guard B

Take it back! You think filth like this will
get you in!?

Don Quixote

Ugh...

Don Quixote

Understood...

Gate Guard A

She said "Understood" but now she's
sitting down over there.

Gate Guard B

Probably means she's planning to wait
there until we let her in.

Gate Guard A

She'll probably give up and go home
eventually...