Haah... They're sending in the Reindeer team first? Hello, please tell Rabbits and Rhinos to hurry up, or there won't be any grass left to graze on.
HP | 65.0 + (2.39*lvl) |
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Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | Haah... They're sending in the Reindeer team first? Hello, please tell Rabbits and Rhinos to hurry up, or there won't be any grass left to graze on. |
Morning Greeting | Sleep doesn't help at all. This pounding headache just won't go away no matter how many pills I pop... It'll keep messing with my head until I die. |
Afternoon Greeting | It's a good idea to get a nice meal when we can~ Once these extermination operations begin, we won't be given any time to eat. And even after I die... I'll just wake up inside the Hatchery. And the only sustenance in there is people. |
Evening Greeting | Extermination doesn't end when night falls. It'll take killing every human in the area... for this staff's light to go out. |
Chatter #1 | Apparently I don't get that big of a boost from getting put through the Hatchery. Most of my clones are so... ready to accept their deaths. I wonder what differentiates me from the rest of me. It's a meaningless question, but I'd like to know the answer anyway. |
Chatter #2 | There isn't much strength difference between Packs except for the 1st Pack~ We just have different roles to fulfill. We're probably better than both the 2nd and the 3rd Pack when it comes to locking down an extermination zone and killing everything in the area. Probably. |
Chatter #3 | The difference between us and Wing employees and Association Fixers is... probably the attitudes we have toward our respective jobs. They're bound by something, like a sense of belonging or, more simply, individual interests, but we'll do anything as long as we get paid a sufficient amount for the task. Yeah, we'll do literally <i>anything</i>. |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | I didn't think there'd be anything difficult in life as long as I accepted the way the world flowed. But here, even acceptance makes the antlers take root and grow from my head, pulling away at the nerves. And it makes everything so... unbearable... |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | I told you time and again that it's not a good idea to stick too close to the Reindeer when on a mission. Is that simple idea so hard to understand...? Haah. What are you, a headless chicken? Quit getting in my way. |
Idle | Ha ha. Do I get to rest now? ... Thank you. |
Uptying | Don't be anxious... don't be... I have to empty my thoughts to endure this— Agh! Get lost! |
Deployment | Hong Lu #120. Ready to deploy. |
Stage Entry | Reindeer here. Entering extermination zone. |
Viewed in Battle | Can you please be quie— Nngh! Why the hell did you wait until now to call me up?! |
Commencing Attack | Focusing Antlers... Brainwave Charge. |
Enemy Stagger | Please... shut up... |
Staggered | <i>Hehheh... Hehaha... Heeheeeheee...</i> |
Enemy Killed | ... Much better. |
Death | Haha... I'll seeya later. The Pack... it'll come back in a stampede in no time. |
Check Passed | Good enough for you? Then... let's hurry up with the contract. |
Check Failed | Gah... Can't you relay a proper command for once? |
Victory Cry | Some of the herd was lost, but... hey, at least we won't be getting culled~ Shall we return to greet the new Reindeer, Commander? |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | Ha ha... ha ha... ha... Whew. That was close. I was worried they'd cull me for insanity regardless of the mission's success. |
Defeat Wail | Huh? No headache...? And... am I back at the Hatchery...? Looks like 'I' failed the mission, huh? |
Brainwave Charge-focusing Antlers
Gain 1 <<((Charge))Charge>> every time this unit consumes 10 cumulative <<((Charge))Charge>> Count in this Encounter
At 2+ <<((Charge))Charge>>:
- Inflict +1 more <<((Sinking))Sinking>> with Base Attack Skills (does not activate when inflicting only <<((Sinking))Sinking>> Count or when inflicting <<((Sinking))Sinking>> on self)
- Deal +(<<((Charge))Charge>> x 3)% damage with Base Attack Skills (max 15%)
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Concentration
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The faint glow of the afternoon light shines on into the living quarters.
The child sits quietly, waiting for the commander to arrive, as his fellow Reindeer continues to chatter on.
Apparently, if this proxy war deal goes through, it's gonna be at H Corp.
I got myself a pamphlet from there... wanna take a look, Hong Lu?
Mm, I'm good.
I mean, H Corp.'s a real maze of a place, you know? I bet the knowledge'll come in pretty handy even if you just skim through the whole thing.
Thank you, but I'm good. I don't really need the pamphlet—I already know a little about H Corp.
Why don't you at least take a quick—
How many times do I have to repeat myself?!
…….
Now that is certainly surprising, given whose mouth that sudden outburst came from.
Normally, he would never even entertain the thought of speaking so harshly to someone else.
Indeed, this child once beheld the world with the detached eyes of one gazing at a mere stone...
... but now, this child has become an odd one out, even among many.
This child refused to accept his death and clawed his way to survival, climbing over countless corpses of his other selves... This is an exceptionally rare potentiality for this child.
... Sorry about that. I'm still waiting for my next batch of pills to arrive.
Even still, he apologizes with the same warmth and kindness.
His nature constantly pushes him to be polite, despite the interminable migraine making it difficult.
Hey, no need to apologize or anything.
We all know how it is. It's fine, don't worry about it.
No matter how many pill bottles we empty... this damn neurosis just won't end.
As the child was about to nod weakly at the fellow Reindeer's griping...
... the Pack commander marched into their living quarters.
Hm. You look terrible—the medicine distribution must've missed a spot. I'll make sure that you receive your supply before the contract begins.
Wowsers~ Thank you, commander.
... At least wipe that scowl off your face if you're going to dial up the sweet talk.
Anyways... like I shared earlier, we decided to accept the proxy war contract.
The compensation is quite... meagre, for the risks involved with the mission...
But without the regular supply of cash from L Corp., the 4th Pack doesn't have the luxury of picking our battles.
And given that you've come to visit us first... the Reindeer are the advance team again, aren't we?
Correct. Reindeer team will enter the zone first and eliminate any human resistance.
I heard the Reindeer team of the 2nd Pack went in second.
That's... Well, the only similarity between this team and the one in the 2nd Pack is that you share certain outward characteristics. They have different attack strategies, different dispositions...
The commander changed the subject as soon as one of them brought up the other Pack's Reindeer team.
The commander wasn't wrong—even if they looked similar, those in different Packs were more or less completely different.
Once you're finished, Rhinos will go in and destroy whatever facilities there are. After that, it's the Rabbits—they'll be putting down any remaining resistance.
So just go in there and light'em all up, okay.
Now, do whatever it takes to prove your worth in this mission. I'm sure nobody here wants to get culled.
Zone Extermination.
Some called the 4th Pack R Corp.'s white elephant with all of its conditions and downsides, but...
... they were still the go-to option for extermination missions, which is their specialty.
Hnnngh... N-no, please stop!
Gnawing! Ahhnnngghh!!! At my mind! The nerves... my brain...!
Every burst of the blinding light exploding from his staff drove dozens of people caught in its radius insane; they dropped to their knees, clutching their heads in their palms.
Such hatred and resentment from those who were helpless to do anything but let out the anguished screams.
But that doesn't stop the child. He transforms his brainwaves through the staff, radiating the light to all corners.
Gritting his teeth through the agonizing migraine, driving everyone in the extermination zone raving mad.
The Rhinos will raze your homes to the ground and crush their ruins under their heavy, merciless stampede.
The Rabbits will rip you apart to the point where your bodies will be unrecognizable by the time they're done.
Wouldn't it be much... better, if your minds didn't have to be here for that...?
So please, surrender to the light. Let it take you away from here.
The child believes that he is giving an out to the people caught in the extermination zone. That letting madness take their mind was the kindest outcome he could grant them.
It'll be far less frightening, far less painful for them to be driven mad...
... than to be crushed under metal boots or to be torn to shreds by knives and bullets.
Nngh...
But the sinister tendrils of the light's madness was too much for the child, because he was still sane.
The child grabbed his head, grimacing at the endless din and visions of torn flesh of the victims who were ripping into their own skin, driven by madness.
The endless ringing in his ears, the ice pick headache twisting and stabbing away at his brain...
Mad giggles slip from his lips, but it seems that the child knows a way out of this.
Crap. I think they're already here... Hey, aren't you gonna retreat?
Can't you shut— ... It's so loud here. Let's just sit down and wait for it.
She looked at him like he was crazy, but...
... the child knew that the great silence would soon come to take him away from here.
The great silence that was the indiscriminately destructive force of the Rabbits and the Rhinos.
... Huff. I don't know. Maybe I'll do that, too. I'd give anything for a good night's sleep.
…….
Death was cheap for these Reindeers who had already experienced multiple deaths and rebirths.
It was more of a nap, a brief respite from the constant, excruciating noises in their heads.
I spy with my eyes a fresh patch of grass!
Commencing... suit pressurization.
When the blind destruction comes to shore, the child puts his staff down and shuts his eyes.
Soon, the child will be just another casualty in the devastating, indiscriminate wave that was the extermination operation of the 4th Pack...
... and he will open his eyes again in peace, in the welcome silence.