Day One: The First Victim

Raid Event: Doomsday Getaway

Prologue

Day One: The First Victim

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Day Two: The Sneering Guide

Summary

After the prince and his allies defeat Scylla— a fiend who terrorizes the seas and devours souls—they decide they've earned a vacation. But in the morning after a fun evening, the gang is horrified to discover Luca's lifeless corpse!

Dialogue

You dare tread upon my fishing grounds, humans? Then at least have the good grace to be drowned in the seas! Scylla's mana is so intense! Tales of this fiend are legend; it is said her voice can call forth mighty tsunamis which rend the very seas in twain. Less marveling, more fighting! This fiend steals souls, so unless we want to be next, we'd best deal with it now! Patia is right. The fiend could cause great malice if we allow it to escape! Let's go, everyone!

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Graaaaah! Face your ruin, grotesquerie! To think my beautiful body might meet an end such as this... Ah, but this is NOT my end... for the true horror begins now! Nice job, everyone! We did it! ...Er, we DID do it, right? I don't sense Scylla's mana, so I think it's safe to assume our work is done. Well, that's good to hear. The seas in this area should be much safer now.

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And you know what THAT means... VAAAAAACAAAATION! Whoa, Mikoto! You can SURF?! In attaining revelation, I have become as nature itself. I am a wave, and all waves are me. To ride them is to merely exist. I don't understand a thing you just said. Anyway, shove over on the board and I'll show ya why they call me Surfin' Luca! Very well. Let us become one with the ocean together.

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Whooooa! Awesome sandcastle, Norwin! As befits an artist, your skills in one area lend themselves to others as well. Oh, this is nothing so impressive... Bzzzt! Wrong, sucker! This is SO awesome, I bet you've got a little royal family all ready to move in! Heh. In that case, I hope the prince and princess of the Beach Kingdom find their humble lodgings acceptable. Unaware of their grim destiny to be devoured by the waves... Er, Norwin?

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C'mon, eat up! Stuff yerself silly! We've got plenty of meat left for grillin'! I couldn't eat another bite. Look, ya ain't gonna grow up big and strong what if ya don't chow down. That's how moppets like you gotta roll. I'm sure if there WERE any "moppets" here, they would appreciate your sage advice. How many times must I remind you that I am 24 years old and a woman grown?! Oh, right. Yeah, it's just that yer so short and...uh... Look, eat up already! I TOLD you I was done eating, lout! Stop heaping meat onto my plate!

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Oh man, good times. Also, bonus points for findin' this sweet cabin to sleep in! *cough* *wheeze* It certainly is dusty... Nothing to be done about that; no one has inhabited this island for many a year now. Wait, so you mean folks were here once and they left? WHY?! This place is fun on a bun, man! Talk about your easy living! The people did not leave—they fled fast as their legs could carry them, for this island bears a terrible curse. C-C-C-CURSE?! Zoinks! Indeed, the soul of an evil villain is said to be sealed away here—a soul that devours people night after terrible night. E-enough of your stories, Norwin! There's no need to frighten us. Ah, but this story is true as life. I heard it with my own ears from a person who once lived on this very island. They claim there is a curse on this island, and that any who dare violate it... Wh-what happens to them...? AAAAAAAAUGH! EEEEEEEEK! BWAAAA HA HA HA! Luca, you JERK! Don't scare us like that! That was a greater shock than an exploding experiment! Sorry! Sorry! ...Okay, totally not sorry. Look at your FACES! Bwaaa ha ha ha! T'was a jest in poor taste, Luca. You as well, Norwin. Sadly, I fear my tale is no jest. Let's say for a moment that you're right. Do you think the "villain" sealed away on the island could be Scylla? I do, yes. Ha! Then you ARE trying to scare us! We dealt with Scylla already, which means she CAN'T be here haunting this island! Yeah, this place is a sunny paradise, so let's have ourselves a blast already! (As the legend has it, this island is a place of suspicion. One must never let the words tempt them...)

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*yaaaawn* Oh man, I slept like a log. Look how high the sun is already! We were up late indeed last night, but it is time to leave such things behind and set sail for home. Surely we're not in that much of a hurry? We should stay the afternoon at least. If we make to leave, best do so early. The waves have a malevolent look, and I suspect the seas will be rough 'ere long. C'mon, we can stay a LITTLE longer. Like, gimme an hour. No, two! I'm sorry, Notte, but we can't take the risk of being trapped on this island if the seas turn unfriendly. Regrettable. Hang on a sec. Are we missin' somebody? Feels like my pal oughta be here raisin' a huge stink about this plan. You mean Luca? That lunk's probably still fast asleep after all his hijinks yesterday. EEEEEEEEEK! That was Sinoa!

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Sinoa! What's wrong?! L-Luca... He... Luca? Are you...? Oh, by the Goddess! ...... He draws no breath. His heart is still. C'mon, buddy, quit screwin' around. ...Buddy? He's...dead?! And then there were ten.