Each chapter contains some extra artwork for it. One for the start, one for the end.
They have a random chance to appear on the title screen after completing the chapter.
- Verboten Werebeast -
- Weapon Type: Fist -
A subhuman creature covered in a white cloth lives deep in the wood. It detests how it looks beneath the cloth, and was once spotted speaking human words in an alien voice. According to the sighting, the tone sounded like a mix of anger and sadness, but little else is known of the creature, including what it thinks or what its goals might be.
Main Outfit.
Pr16:7 — Guardian of Secrets
If you saw, you would have to keep it secret.
Holding a secret means you must keep secret that you hold a secret in the first place. You can't smugly drop hints to others, or drop heavy, leading sighs.
So can you do it? Can you keep a secret?
If not, then give me your blood.
"The church is splendidly decorated."
"Lit by soft candlelight."
"A delightful little cake."
"A luxurious meal."
"With grape juice in hand."
"we turn to one another."
"I hope you like your present..."
"A thin ring."
"A glimmering silver band."
"Oh, if only..."
To me? Oh, that would be *her.*
She's the reason the world is so bright. It's because of her that there is so much warmth. But the longer I watch her, the more my heart aches...
I do want to look good sometimes, you know. Hee hee! What do you think she'll say when she sees how beautiful I am?
I cannot wait for her to see. I cannot wait! I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait to see I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait her I cannot wait I cannot wait I cannot wait dead I cannot wait dead see her dead I cannot wait
"I HATE VIOLENCE. I HATE PAIN. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR PEOPLE SCREAM."
Gah hah hah! Liar! Your bright red hands are proof!
"BUT YOU SAID THIS WOULD MAKE ME HUMAN..."
Your ugly state is a reflection of your heart. Live by your whims.
"FOR MY TRUE WISH... I'D DO ANYTHING..."
Despite knowing nothing you do will earn you what you seek...
I ask questions with no answers. Over and over and over.
What if I was more like...
What if my friends were more like...
What if the world was more like...
I think of theoreticals. I never change. Over and over and over.
I can never be truly happy. Not even in my dreams.
I sit alone in endless time, rewriting a past I cannot cleanse.
All I do is think. Over and over and over.
No creature lives in this deep, dark wood save a hideous werebeast draped in white. As it stands before a mirror, a shadow in the glass asks a single question:
What is it you wish for?
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The werebeast loses itself laying waste to the town.
This is the shadow's wish, and the beast does it so its own wish might come true.
But the shadow has a last request: the lives of 100 magick users.
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The werebeast slays. And slays. And slays.
But then it comes to a girl who knows its true self:
that of the bespectacled girl with whom she had spent the best years of her life.
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The werebeast tells the girl the truth of their friend — and of his fate. Unable to cope with this tragedy, the girl takes her own life. And with the false shadow gone, the werebeast plunges into despair.