Emiya Shirou knows one thing. This was screaming Zelretch all over his new arrival in this unfamiliar world one where many horrible things happened as he and a band of psychopathic idiots had to solve it.
Archer!EMIYA x Limbus Company
The smoke that was faintly visible through the bus windows covered the whole town.
Ishmael: "Ugh... What a mess this is, huh."
Archer: "...."
Archers felt his stomach drop and his anger rising. What kind of monster. Sure Archer has killed more than he can count but to parade the dead? This was just disgusting.
Ishmael: "By the way... Don't you hear a familiar song from somewhere?"
Heathcliff: "Oh, yeah, I know this one. Used to hear this tune an awful lot on snowy days..."
Gregor: "They played it a bunch during wartime to raise our spirits. Did the exact opposite for me."
The song evoked various memories in the group.
For me... I'm not sure. It's definitely familiar, but it doesn't bring up any clear images in my head.
However, I could still feel a faint splash of feeling from deep in my heart.
Maybe I knew this song before I lost my memory.
This mist of emotion roused inside me, though... It doesn't feel precious or warm.
An ache.
An inexplicable sting is what I felt.
Sinclair: "Right... That day..."
Sinclair: "It was snowy like this... and that song was playing..."
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The trees before us were decorated with grim ornaments
All sorts of internal organs and mechanical parts were hung from the branches, as if someone put people's innards on full display
Rodion: "Bleck... Isn't this going too far?"
Ryōshū: "A classic... but, more kitschy than anything."
Meursault: "...There are no survivors nearby."
Then, everything finally fell into place.
It's just like...
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