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dastardlydandelion · 3 years

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salty ask list 7 and 10 for caos?

7) is there anything i used to like but can't stand now? shit, a couple things. um...zelda and hilda's relationship sort of?? it's complicated for me. i initially liked how they seemed to balance each other out and functioned as sabrina's parental unit. on the other hand, uh...zelda's bullying of hilda into adulthood defo crosses the line for sisters imho, even witch sisters, i feel like. zelda dead ass kills hilda whenever she wants. and even tho she puts her in the cain pit and she resurrects, the killings are canonically painful. it's all but outright stated that zelda killed hilda during her harrowing and while she does apologize for this, just...idk. how *hard* she goes at her sometimes, i think it goes beyond normal sister stuff, i think it's kinda senselessly cruel. she's always tearing her down even when she isn't killing her and erases the romance novel hilda wrote that brought her a lot of joy. :(

like. i want to publish someday. i know how hard writing is. i would be so heartbroken if my sister erased all of my work and didn't bat an eye. :'(

also, it bums me out that ambrose and sabrina just roll with zelda going at hilda the way she does. like, hilda is ur aunt too, u guys. say smth?? pls??

idk. i used to like their relationship but even after zelda apologized to hilda, had a horrific nightmare abt hilda not resurrecting, and STILL proceeded to treat her like hellrot, i kind of can't stand it now. i hate EVERYTHING abt s4 but among all of those things, i hate that hilda moved back into the spellman house when she was happy with dr. c, knowing zelda's still going to treat her like hellrot and maybe even kill her if she feels like it.

also the stupid straight to hell music video!! bah. i used to like it, ngl, i thought it was funny as shit. but then came the memetic mutation and while i 100% understand why it became a meme and i can fault no one for that bc it was just so damn meme-able, it's forever stuck in my head. DX

10) most disliked arc and why? does the entirety of s4 count?? does it? imho caos should've ended at s2. s2 had a sensible ending that wrapped errything up and all the characters were in a place i could roll with.

s3 was. kinda cuckoo. but i think it had some merit, yk, it had its good points and it was vs stylish. s4 just felt fucking...okay first it was insane and then it was cruel? and also i didn't recognize this version of sabrina. i didn't recognize this character who'd previously fought for equality and reform in her coven, and express vehement allegiance to herself as in individual, mortal and witch, suddenly become...unconcerned with all of that and just obsessed with having a boyfriend?? so obsessed she tried to grow one in the bathtub rather than be single?? couldn't wrap my mind around sabrina morningstar marrying caliban even tho he was literally not just, yk, gonna murder her but leave her trapped and suffering for all eternity.

then it was like s3 craziness amped up on steroids. i think a lot of things that should've had more screentime devoted to them just got pushed to the side. also the ending. i question the choice of the having a downer ending at all-- specifically of having ur teenage girl protagonist gruesomely sacrifice herself in a program with a ya rating --and i'm personally just not rly into downer endings but the context made it all the more maddening to me.

u have a resurrection pit in the yard. literally. the cain pit. there is a resurrection pit in ur fucking yard. and we're not going to put either of the sabrinas in it bc?? why???

also ur witches with resurrection spells at ur disposal. u don't want to use the cain pit?? fine. sacrifice someone. it works. the only reason tommy's resurrection was botched in s1 was bc sabrina cheated by using an untrue sacrifice. if she'd actually killed someone instead of faking the sacrifice by putting them in the cain pit afterward, he would've resurrected fine.

or guess what, s3 showed us u have time travel in this universe too!!! so u have all these options at ur disposal to save her and u just don't?? idk. i don't buy that all these ppl (with powers) who loved and adored sabrina just watched her die and then did not shit abt it. so if all of s4 counts as an arc, that's it for me!! that whole thing was fucking garbage. i only took two good things away from that whole season. 1) prudence dismembering faustus and 2) lilith stabbing lucifer to reclaim her throne.

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devilofthehounds · 5 days

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 7

[image id: A novel cover. Hilda Henriquez from God Eater 3 stands in the foreground. In the background are profile shots of Abraham Gadolin (top left) and Werner Gadolin (bottom right). Separating the two are a pair of red armlets, streaks of dried blood overlaid on top of them. The text, when translated into English, reads, “God Eater 3 Character Novel | Chapter 5: Hilda Edition | In the Name of the White Flower”. /end id]

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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Finally, using existing satellite bases as footholds, a new safe haven for humanity was born.

"To be a beacon of hope even amidst an invisible sea of ash."

With this wish in mind, the bases came to be known as "Ports".

As more and more Ports were built, those who had lost their homes were gradually taken in and protected, but...

The chaos in various regions had still not subsided completely. Coupled with the sloppy and hasty transfer to Ports, much of the technology monopolized by Fenrir had leaked.

Those not accepted into Ports and forced to live in fear of death clung to a glimmer of hope, using leaked technology to carry out aptitude tests in poorly maintained environments.

These aptitude tests resulted in a large number of casualties among the civilian population. At the same time, the growing number of unregulated God Eaters not under Gleipnir's control started to cause problems.

To resolve the situation, it was necessary to establish the development of AGEs as soon as possible.

However, even the second-generation AGE aptitude test targeting children had failed to produce stable results over the long term.

Taking advantage of the increase in unregulated God Eaters, Gleipnir set a high reward for any information regarding AGE development and internal information on the Ashlands.

A combination of factors had led to an outbreak of child hunting across northern Europe with no end in sight.

The loss of so many lives slowly but surely clouded regular God Eaters' sense of value for life.

But still.

Even now, finally, people could grasp hope.

After repeated second-generation experiments, we succeeded in developing the "P53-c Bias Factor", adjusted for use in the Ashlands.

Regular God Eaters, who had only been able to sit on their hands thus far, could now operate within the Ashlands.

The AGEs who had survived early aptitude tests had improved their skills as soldiers. Gleipnir could finally organize a unit tasked with conquering the Ashlands.

The "Anti-Ashland Armored Wall" developed during research into adaptive bias factor.

This was used in the construction of mobile fortresses called "Ash Crawlers".

The "Resonance Radar" was the culmination of Oracle communication technology perfected by my father.

With all preparations complete, Gleipnir announced the execution of the "First Ashlands Conquest Operation".

As Gleipnir's primary base of operations, Port Arrowhead continued undergoing expansion.

It was there that I now stood.

"Werner..."

Just before the operation began, I rushed to my lover.

Having been administered with P53-c bias factor, the one taking command of the Ashlands Conquest Operation was none other than him.

"Hilda... You came to see me off..."

It had been a long time since we last spoke like this.

Since the incident where the children from the facility had been forced to take the AGE aptitude test, we had gradually begun to see each other less and less.

"...How are the children in your care? Are they alright?"

"...Yes, thanks to you."

I now lived in a shelter where I took in orphans, including Amy, as well as children too young to take the AGE aptitude test.

Perhaps because Werner had helped arrange things, no one had come to ask me to hand them over.

Amy, almost as if in imitation of Iris, had begun to look out for the younger children. Her speech was also showing signs of improvement, little by little.

"They are precious lives that will live on into the future. With you, I am certain they will grow up happy and healthy."

Werner smiled gently, as though his words had come from the bottom of his heart.

"Werner, please be careful..."

"Of course. I'll make sure this operation is a success, and that they remember the AGEs we fight alongside are the true hope that will lead humanity. They aren't to be taken lightly."

Werner clenched his fists as he spoke, a fiery look in his eyes.

The operation would be broadcasted live. It was widely reported that the AGEs taking part in this battle were new heroes born out of countless sacrifices.

If this operation was successful, the treatment of AGEs would undoubtedly improve.

"Finally... The day of atonement has finally arrived. With this operation, I will set everything right."

"So then, you still..."

To repay the children who died...

"...It's time. Please wait for me, Hilda. I'll take everything back."

Werner's hand was on my shoulder as he spoke. Then he set off, his footsteps heavy.

I could only stare at his back as it receded into the distance.

The large fleet departed, heading for Fenrir HQ, swallowed up by the Ashlands.

My feet carried me to Governor-General Gadolin.

"Hilda..."

The control room was filled with countless large monitors.

Though it wasn't perfect, you could get a good look at the battlefield from here.

"Governor-General, I know this is a selfish request, but..."

"Are you prepared to see your loved ones on the battlefield?"

As the governor-general spoke, I couldn't help but clench my fists.

As if I'd ever wish to see such a sight.

But this was as close as I could be to him as he fought under an enormous pressure he couldn't hope to bear.

I leveled a determined gaze toward the governor-general.

"...I see. Very well. You may stay."

Was it just my imagination, or was his face tinged with an unfathomable sadness?

The operation had begun.

The route of the Ash Crawlers was cleared by the resonance radar.

Beacons were placed at safe relay points.

Sighs of admiration were exhaled as AGEs, red armlets shining on both arms, sliced through Aragami with such skill that it was hard to remember they were children.

Werner, leading the young heroes in their charge, seemed quite spirited as well, even through the monitor.

Without a doubt, Werner had been eagerly anticipating this bout.

He must have staked everything he had on this day.

The regular God Eaters seemed fired up as well, returning to combat for the first time after so long.

After so many sacrifices, God Eaters had once again united in the Ashlands.

One of the monitors showed people outside watching the live broadcast with bated breath.

The return of their heroes brought cheers from the spectators.

For a single moment, everyone shared a sense of unity, soaring through despair as they sought the same hope.

Then it happened.

"...! We're getting abnormal readings from the AGEs' vital signs! What is this...?"

The monitor showing the troops marching to the front lines detected something unusual.

"The AGEs' Oracle Cells are becoming extremely activated! These numbers... They're far greater than the armlets' control capabilities! What... It's spreading!"

In the chaotic control room, a single AGE was displayed on the monitors.

As their scream pierced the air that had been filled with hope, both of their armlets shattered.

The AGE's body was devoured by Oracle Cells from the inside out. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into something grotesque, letting out a terrifying roar.

Two, three... like ripples on a pond, the AGEs transformed into Aragami one after another and began running wild.

"All of the deployed AGEs are going berserk! All Ash Crawlers, cease operations immediately! If this continues...!"

I couldn't move a single muscle as the tragedy unfolded on the other side of the screen.

The AGEs that had undergone Aragami transformation had taken on an eerie appearance, shaped by the resentment of discarded children. With a ferociousness that could only be described as vengeful, they advanced on the regular God Eaters.

Within a matter of minutes, the entire unit was wiped out.

"...Werner?"

"Communications lost; status unknown!"

Fresh blood and a system error. The large monitors were all dyed a brilliant red.

The control room was filled with nothing but alarms and warning sounds. A great despair took hold.

"No..."

None of us could accept the reality before our eyes.

"...You can't be serious."

One of the regular God Eaters watching the broadcast spoke.

"This is supposed to be the hope of humanity? This is what so many of our comrades died to create?!"

"No... There's no way all our efforts produced monsters like this!"

Voices filled with doubt and hatred spread through the people, all directed toward AGEs.

The hearts of those who had been filled with hope just a few minutes ago.

They had taken on an ugly hue.

"...Father, can you hear me?"

At that moment, a heavy voice echoed through the control room.

Governor-General Gadolin, who had been silent up until this point, rose to his feet, as though being pulled by strings.

"I'm alive... All the rampaging AGEs... have been dealt with."

I gasped as the full weight of his words hit me.

The video feed still displayed nothing, but a voice that seemed to echo from the depths of hell continued to explain the situation with an eerie calm.

"My ship is still operational. I'll follow the beacons and return."

"Werner!"

I couldn't help but shout his name.

But he didn't respond.

After a silence that seemed to last for an eternity, communications were cut off.

A few hours later, a half-destroyed Ash Crawler returned to Arrowhead.

Werner, completely changed, descended from the ship alone.

His uniform was completely stained with blood. A cross-shaped wound marred his face. The fiery red of his hair was now mixed with the color of ash.

And finally, an additional red armlet adorned his left arm.

"...Welcome back, Werner."

Governor-General Gadolin was the first to greet Werner.

No other voices welcomed the hero's return, however.

Voices of accusation—laying blame for this historic defeat—echoed instead.

"...Enough."

Werner's voice, commanding as it was, was lost in the desolate rage.

"Werner... Did you take the AGE aptitude test?"

"...The only way to stop the transformed AGEs was to use their own God Arcs to slay them. ...Without the adaptive bias factor, there would have been no way for me to wield them all safely."

Werner's voice was horse as he spoke. As I listened, a trickle of tears rolled down my cheeks.

He had wished to save the AGEs more than anyone else.

And yet, to slay those very same AGEs, transformed into Aragami, he had been forced to become an AGE himself.

"Father, please... Put an end to this cycle that twists people's hearts."

Father and son locked gazes. An unyielding silence ensued.

Then—

"...My path won't change, Werner."

Hearing his father's words, Werner quietly closed his eyes.

"...In that case, I want nothing more to do with you."

As though he had reached his limit, Werner collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

I followed closely as he was carried away by the medics.

Only the governor-general remained, standing alone in the center of endless vitriol.

The cause of the AGEs going berserk was a lack of control on the part of the armlets.

The Oracle Cells of the AGEs, who possessed stronger combat and resonance abilities than previous God Eaters, had been activated beyond expectation by prolonged fighting within the Ashlands.

It was believed that the armlets' control had been disrupted, and the Oracle anomaly was transmitted through the Ashlands, causing a chain reaction.

In response to these results, an enhanced armlet was quickly developed. Aptitude tests for third-generation AGEs using paired armlets began in various locations.

The new armlets were fitted with a function meant to restrain AGEs, similar to handcuffs. Apparently, this had been a top priority.

In Ports all over the region, the treatment of AGEs had become harsher than ever. The utopia we had envisioned had become a prison, where children were sent off to a hell known as the Ashlands, and more were built every day.

"...How did you know I'd be here?"

When I received the news that Werner, who had been asleep and not allowed visitors, had woken up, I headed here instead of his hospital room.

A hangar lined with Ash Crawlers.

He'd come at midnight, under the light of the green moon, just as the guards had finished their rounds.

"...Are you leaving?"

I had known he would.

As long as he resided within a Port, his wish would never come true.

I had come here determined to stop him, no matter what.

But when I saw him standing before me, my resolve wavered.

Wounded and worn, yet there was still a flicker of obsessive fire in his eyes.

Only within such flames would he be able to forgive himself.

"...How ironic. The happiness we spoke of that day... I never thought this would be the true form of our utopia."

Werner looked down and muttered to himself in a scathing tone.

I didn't want him to leave.

I wanted to cling to him, beg him to stay by my side.

But then I realized how much that would hurt him.

If I took his hand, one of us would have to abandon our wish.

Werner met my gaze, his eyes filled with countless emotions.

Because we knew each other deeply. Because we respected each other more than anyone else.

Neither of us could close the distance.

After a long, long silence, both of us trying to clamp down on our hearts.

I slowly looked away from Werner.

"I'm sorry..."

His back receded into the distance.

The remains of our dream disappeared into the ashes of this burnt-out world.

I was certain I would regret this moment for the rest of my life.

Even so... I had to accept it.

Perhaps this was my punishment for being unable to do anything.

Around dawn, I finally returned to my room.

Inside, Amy and the children were sleeping, huddled together.

I was relieved. I didn't want the children to see my face right now.

Exhausted, I sat down in a corner of the room.

Only now did I realize how much their presence had saved my heart.

Everything... Everything was gone.

All I had left was my own sense of helplessness.

Even the sleeping faces of the children, who kept my fraying heart from unraveling completely, now seemed to bring about anxiety for the days to come.

I had no idea how to protect them from people's hatred.

My burnt-out dream had crumbled to ashes within me. Would I ever be able to bring smiles to these children's faces again?

Just as I felt my empty heart would be crushed by the weight of reality—

Suddenly, my eyes landed on Amy's sketchbook.

Although she was slowly regaining her ability to speak, her sketchbook was still an important part of her, helping her express her thoughts and feelings. Normally, I tried to avoid touching it as much as possible.

But right now, even if only for a moment.

I wanted to touch someone's heart.

"...!"

The moment I opened it, I saw Iris's gentle smile as she reached her hand out to me.

Was this Amy's memory of her first day at the facility?

Every detail was carefully and meticulously drawn.

The children who had lived in the facility.

It depicted fragments of memories that I had forgotten without even realizing.

Amy must have understood what the children were going through right now.

The drawings were filled with dreamlike scenes, overflowing with kindness.

I turned to the last page. There, I found—

"Amy..."

Me, Werner, Iris, and the other children.

The picture showed our smiling faces surrounded by blooming white flowers.

It depicted the utopia I had once envisioned.

The dream entrusted to this child by her family still lived on in her heart.

That dream was surely being conveyed to the sleeping children huddled together.

Nothing was lost. The dream I shared with my family was still here.

"Please... Don't give up."

An encouraging voice filled my mind. I could feel the warmth of a promise coming back to life in the palm of my hand.

If I gave up now.

Those irreplaceable days. The smiles of those who saw hope within our dream. All of it would be lost.

I couldn't let that happen. I would never let it happen.

"I...!"

On my own feet. By my own will. I would stand up with my own strength.

I felt a small flower sprout within my ashen heart.

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devilofthehounds · 7 days

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[image id: An edited version of the "Some Of You May Die" meme. Overlaid on top of Lord Farquaad is an image of Doctor Inukai from God Eater 3. The captions read "Some of you may die, but it's a sacrifice... I am willing to make." /end id]

God, this guy is the worst.

#ge3 character novel dx #hilda character novel dx #meme #god eater 3 spoilers #ge3 spoilers #devil chrono tag

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devilofthehounds · 9 days

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[image id: The top of the image has black text on a white background reading “The research originated at Anagura, after all.” Below that is a still, three-panel rendition of the “Blinking White Guy” meme. /end id]

Was anybody gonna tell me the Far East Branch has a name besides "The Far East Branch"?

Anyway, if there's an official localization for "Anagura", let me know because I couldn't find one instance in all of Resurrection and Rage Burst.

Edit: Turns out "Anagura" is the equivalent of the localization using "the Den". See the notes for details.

#ge3 character novel dx #hilda character novel dx #translator's note #retroactively #devil translates #devil chrono tag #i did replays of both as I worked on these translations #mainly to try and catch stuff like this that i might not have caught during my first playthroughs #but also bc i wanted to try and see if i could play with tower shields #bc even with the buckler i was deploying way earlier than i needed to #so why not get the full damage absorption while i'm at it #end result: i love tower shields #i'm never going back to buckler #scythe sniper tower for the win

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devilofthehounds · 3 days

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[image id: An image of the main cast of God Eater 3 at a party. Overlaid on top of the bottom-right corner of the image is a screenshot of a Tumblr post written by user ominous-ellipses reading "Found family??? You think I just found them like this??? Babes this is forged family. Me & the bros were scrap metal in a junkyard (very valuable, very sharp, very dangerous, uncared for) and we got in the fucking fire together. We did this. We said I am not leaving you and melted into each other for better or for worse (it's for better) and we are a functional unit now. Do not separate. Batteries fucking included. Found family my ass, we built this non-nuclear family unit from the ground up, don't devalue this!!! It was is and will be a labour of love!!!" /end id]

I really do love this game.

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#god eater 3 #ge3 #god eater 3 spoilers #ge3 spoilers #you know what i will put this one in the main tags #ge3 character novel dx #hilda character novel dx #devil chrono tag

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devilofthehounds · 3 days

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 9

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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It felt like it had been a long time since I'd had a long chat with Ricardo and Amy.

The following morning, we arrived at Port Chrysanthemum with the Hounds.

The first one to greet us as we arrived was—

"Heehee... Welcome home, everyone!"

Phym leapt into Luca's arms, a big smile on her face.

"Glad to be home, Phym. ...What's all this?"

The children from the orphanage were gathered at the entrance, decorations all over the place.

"Everyone's coming home today, so we wanted to surprise you! Me and Iris and everyone did it together!"

Phym ran over to Iris, who was surrounded by children not too far off.

"Heheh, welcome home, Big Sis Hilda. Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

Once the Hounds joined us, Iris chose to leave the ship, passing resonance radar operation to Luca. Currently, she managed the Port in our absence.

When Port Pennywort was hit by the Ash Storm, it was Iris who suggested initiating rescue efforts.

If it hadn't been for her, enduring both the pain of her injuries and the intense stress of the resonance radar as the Ash Storm approached to pave a way to the Port, their fate might have been very different.

Just like before, she continued to support the children of Chrysanthemum and protect our home.

Perhaps it was because of their shared aptitude for resonance ability, but I had been relieved to see her and Luca hit it off so well.

"Everyone! Let's celebrate!"

Everyone shrugged and looked at each other as Phym smiled innocently.

"Haha, looks like we'll be celebrating two days in a row..."

Ricardo spoke in a low voice to keep the children from overhearing. I couldn't help but chuckle as well.

"It's alright. This way, everyone can have fun together."

Stepping forward, Amy smiled as she spoke.

"You're right. Everyone, spread your wings and have fun with the kids!"

Chrysanthemum flowers bloomed all over the Port.

Was I getting closer to a utopia worthy of these flowers?

I still didn't have an answer.

"Hilda! Let's have some cake!"

I believed that this place, where humans, regular God Eaters, AGEs, and even Aragami could all laugh together, was a miracle born of many wishes.

I would continue to protect this place, blooming proudly even in the midst of despair.

With my beloved family.

Written by Hisui Kawasemi (Talepot Co.) Original Scenario by Hiroshi Yoshimura (Bandai Namco Entertainment Inc.)

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devilofthehounds · 4 days

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 8

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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A few years passed.

Hard work had taken its toll on my father, and he died shortly after the First Ashlands Conquest Operation.

Numerous inventions, such as the resonance radar, essential for conquering the Ashlands.

Thanks to his efforts, my father had amassed an incredible fortune.

And without telling me, it seemed my father had gone through all the proper channels to pass his assets on to me.

In his will, my father expressed regret for not being able to properly face his family. He also expressed his wish for me to use the assets bequeathed to me for the benefit of humanity.

Typical of my father to write his will not for his own benefit, but for that of all humanity.

But that one incident marked a major turning point for me.

In northern Europe, cruel experiments continued to be conducted on children. AGEs were forced to undertake grueling missions day and night.

It was becoming difficult for me to protect them while living under Gleipnir's protection.

And so, I decided to become independent of them.

I immediately spent the bulk of my father's inheritance in the purchase of a small satellite base on the frontier.

A place where fleeting memories remained, where we once spoke of our dream.

I renovated the devastated base into a Port.

At the same time, using my connections in Gleipnir, I managed to obtain a newly constructed Ash Crawler, albeit through somewhat illegal means.

It was equipped with another inheritance from my father: the latest in resonance radar technology.

However, I had been unable to arrange for a navigator to operate it, so its range of effectiveness was severely restricted.

Steadily, I procured everything I needed.

It might have been a small act of resistance, out of step with the times.

But I intended to create a utopia where children would no longer need to live in fear.

I continued to believe wholeheartedly that my wish wasn't wrong.

As if reaching for the dream I once held, I kept moving forward.

And so, a single flower bloomed in the world.

"I-I didn't think you'd come out in person..."

It happened not long before my Port was completed.

The first visitor arrived at the entrance.

"Congratulations on the completion of your Port, Hilda. I wished to deliver my regards in person. I am certain you will manage this Port well."

The visitor was none other than Abraham Gadolin.

When I heard the news, I was completely floored.

"Thank you for your kind words. ...So, what can I do for you today?"

He couldn't have come just to say hello.

It was quite possible he was already attempting to pressure us into placing ourselves within Gleipnir's jurisdiction.

Clamping down on my nerves, I waited for the governor-general to speak.

"I came here today because I wished to discuss a business matter with you, Hilda."

"Business?"

"According to Ashland Navigation Law, when an AGE is transferred from one Port to another, mediation by Gleipnir is required. Thus, things will go much more smoothly with my presence."

"Transferring an AGE? ...I'm sorry, I don't understand."

I couldn't even hazard a guess as to what he was getting at.

After a short while, an AGE walked in.

The girl had pure white hair. She wore a thick blindfold that completely blocked out her vision.

For a moment, I wondered who she was.

"...It's been a long time, Big Sis Hilda."

My heart leapt at the sound of her voice.

The small smile on her face brought back vivid memories.

"...Iris, is that you?"

"You remembered me... I'm so glad."

I couldn't hide my confusion as the girl in front of me let out a sigh of relief.

Governor-General Gadolin stepped forward and calmly explained the situation.

"After taking the aptitude test, she fell into a coma until just the other day. After she awoke, she constantly worried over your safety. From what I've heard, the two of you have known each other for a long time."

"So then... You really...?"

"Yep. I'm not a ghost or anything like that. I'm alive... I'm here."

An inexpressible feeling filled my heart.

How many times had I been saved by her smile, tucked within my heart?

That smile was now right in front of me, reminding me once again of its blinding light.

But that blindfold... No, it couldn't be—

"It's okay, big sis. I can't see anymore, but... it's strange. I can sense my surroundings much more strongly than before. So please, don't make that face."

Perhaps becoming an AGE had made her senses even sharper.

"She possesses outstanding resonance ability. Although she cannot be deployed on the front lines as an AGE, she has shown incredible aptitude for resonance radar operation. She has also excelled in her training at Gleipnir."

At the governor-general's prompting, Iris's restraints were released.

"I have heard that you are suffering from a shortage of navigators. I wish to entrust her to your Port as an investment from Gleipnir into your future endeavors."

The governor-general's expression was unreadable.

Certainly, it was due to the governor-general's thoughtfulness that I was able to be reunited with Iris.

But this child was a victim of the dawn of AGEs.

For the future of humanity. For the sake of those words, we turned a blind eye to this child.

I wasn't quite sure how to feel about Iris, here and now.

Or perhaps my feelings were already being conveyed to her.

"I thought it best for her to be placed in your care. Might I trust you in this?"

"...Yes. Thank you very much, Governor-General."

"...I have no right to say this, but... I sincerely hope that this Port can become the utopia you once told me about, Hilda."

I bowed to the governor-general as he leisurely took his leave, then quickly embraced the newly freed Iris.

However, she didn't return my embrace.

"...So then, Big Sis Hilda, where would you like to go? I'll take you anywhere you want. From now on, I'll be your eyes."

Iris spoke so calmly.

Although she still wore a smile on her face, her words lacked her usual enthusiasm.

What had Iris been told when she woke up? What had her thoughts been coming here?

As those questions floated through my mind, I couldn't help but feel anxious.

"...Iris, are you really okay with this?"

"Yeah. After all, this is all I'm good for now."

Those servile words, so unlike her, sent a dull pain through my chest.

"Your orders, Big Sis Hilda? I don't mind dying for you."

"Iris, that's...!"

"This is my role as the survivor. So please, don't be sad. I... I'm okay with this."

Faced with the death of her family, she was devastated by loneliness.

Even this child, stronger and kinder than anyone else, had lost sight of the value of her own life.

I wanted to rebuke her words, tell her she was wrong.

But I knew pleas driven by guilt wouldn't reach her at this point.

What could I do to restore her heart?

"...That's not true, Big Sis Iris."

At that moment, I suddenly heard a voice from behind me.

Before I had even realized, Amy stood there, tears in her eyes.

"Do you remember? When we first met, you told me stories about a utopia."

Over the past few years, Amy had continued to work with the children and finally regained her ability to speak.

Having filled her heart with so much kindness, she now gently embraced Iris, standing in the dark.

"You said we'd live happily together in a place where there was nothing to fear, right? Miss Hilda built this Port to make that dream come true."

Amy gently returned the feelings she had inherited until now to Iris.

"I'm here because you helped me back then. So now... it's my turn to help you."

"Are you... from back then...?"

"Yes. There are so many things I want to say to you now that we're both here, in the place we dreamed of. But first... I want to fulfill my promise."

Amy gently took Iris's hand.

"My name... is Amy Chrysanthemum!"

There was no doubt it was the first miracle of this Port.

The moment when the light of bonds shined in shadowed eyes.

I was able to witness that moment once again.

"Chr... Chrysanthemum..."

Iris's tears spilled out from behind her thick blindfold.

"...Iris, can you sense it? It's still far from finished, but this Port is undoubtedly the stage of the dream we envisioned back then."

That much I could say with unwavering confidence.

Port Chrysanthemum.

We had finally arrived at the place where it all began.

"This Port houses an orphanage as well. Just like before, there are many orphaned children and abandoned AGEs living there."

As I spoke, I took Iris's other hand.

"In order to protect those living in this Port, I'm thinking of investing in various business ventures. I have no intention of accepting dangerous missions like the ones you heard about in Gleipnir... not unless it's good pay, anyway."

Next to me, Amy giggled. I smiled as well.

"Iris, I'm certain you'll be able to empathize with the hearts of the children here. I'd like you to work with us as leader of the orphanage."

"B-But I'm supposed to be your navigator—"

"Yes. Right now, we're lacking in that department. The reality of the situation is that we have no choice but to rely on you. So, not as an AGE, but as a member of this Port's family, I would like you to lend us your strength."

I squeezed Iris's hand as she gasped.

"The decision is yours, Iris. Choose based on your own will, not based on someone else's orders."

"B-But..."

"Then let me put it this way. ...Iris, I want you to join our family again. I want you to pursue this dream with us, just like before."

Both Amy and I nodded, conveying our sincere feelings to Iris.

To once again paint that dream on the canvas of the heart painted over by reality.

I earnestly reached out to her heart, more sensitive than anyone else's.

"...Thank you. Big sis, Amy..."

Eventually, Iris removed her blindfold with her free hands.

Stretching her arms as if spreading her wings, Iris gazed upon the Chrysanthemum emblem overhead.

"...Right. Okay! Big Sis Hilda, Amy, leave the navigation to me! I'll take you anywhere in the world!"

Her words resonated through the Port like a warm tailwind.

Iris would be our wings. That made me happier than anything else.

"Yes, let's prepare for departure!"

Maybe we could reach it now.

A remnant of our former dream I wished to welcome to this Port.

To the person who once protected our dream, who now fought aimlessly in the Ashlands.

An old frontline base for God Eaters, overlooking a huge lake.

There he was.

Sitting there with a vacant expression on his face, he looked even more haggard than he had back then.

"...It's been a while, Ricardo Sforza."

Ricardo's eyes widened as I called out to him. He let out an exasperated chuckle.

"Hahaha... Guess my time's finally come. I'm even starting to dream up visions of an angel..."

With those words, Ricardo once again stared into nothing.

"...Ricardo, I'll get straight to the point. I want to recruit you. Would you like to come work for my Port?"

Ricardo glared at me for a few seconds, then snorted.

"Did you really come all this way just to crack a joke?"

"I've taken a look at your history. ...It's an invasion of privacy, I know. Sorry."

What had happened before we met at the satellite base that day?

Why had he been so determined to defend the base?

Now I understood.

"You're quite talented. There's no one more qualified for the job. I'd like you to lend us your strength."

"...Is this pity, Hilda?"

Ricardo, not even bothering to get up, turned to me with a gloomy look.

"If pointless memories are what ail you, then leave me alone. ...I've had enough of dazzling dreams."

Ricardo's voice was hoarse as he continued.

"If you're so set on bringing that dream to life... find someone else to help you paint it."

Memories of those days, when I chased my dreams without a single doubt, came flooding back to me.

The person who had been by my side, chasing that same dream, was no longer there.

Recently, there had been a series of incidents in which various caravans had been attacked by unknown forces, and AGEs who had been mistreated had gone missing.

The identity of the mastermind remained unknown.

However, I was certain I knew the identity of this nameless hero.

He still wandered in darkness, tormented by his past.

We no longer shared the same path.

But if the name of Chrysanthemum could reach him, even for a moment, within that unapproachable darkness.

If that name could evoke a cool breeze within his heart, then there was surely meaning in the steps I was taking.

"It's not an ailment, Ricardo. It's hope."

As he sat there, helpless, I offered him my hand.

My hope was that those who shared the same dream, even if just for a moment, would never again fall into darkness.

"Come with me. I'll show you that dream once again. But this time, it won't be just a dream. It'll be a place where you can live, with a family you must protect."

I knew the offer was heavy-handed.

Still, I didn't want to regret not reaching out.

I desperately hoped that he would take my hand.

That he would take a step forward and shatter the walls around his heart.

"In order to reach that utopia, I'll need as many allies as possible. With you at my side, I'm certain we can reach it. I want you to join me in realizing that dream once again."

His clouded eyes lit up faintly.

Just like back then.

"...You're the same as ever, huh?"

"That's right. My goal hasn't changed. This time... we'll reach it."

Ricardo looked down at his hand, covered in scars.

Then he squeezed his eyes shut, as if thinking back on distant memories.

"This time, huh..."

The next moment, Ricardo placed his hand in mine.

"A utopia, eh? ...I'm on board. Guess it's not my time after all."

"Ricardo..."

Ricardo smiled sheepishly as I helped him up.

His tired expression, the kindness in his eyes, the warmth of his hands. They were all the same as they were back then.

"Just don't get your hopes up, okay? After all, I'm just a humble God Eater..."

"Thank you. And don't worry, I have plenty of work for you."

"Hahaha! Alright, then. Let's have some fun."

I placed both my hands on Ricardo's and smiled.

After so long, my dream seemed to take on color once again.

"Switching to departure sequence."

Sitting on the bridge of the Ash Crawler, I gazed upon my dependable crew.

"Erm... Energy flow from the main accumulator has been established... Um, Hilda, what does this mean by 'sealing the ash bulkhead'?"

"Mister Ricardo, if you don't understand, I can take care of it."

"Really? Even though you're so young, you're pretty reliable, Miss Amy. Next, let's activate the hull bias field barrier... Huh?"

"I-I'll just take care of that, too..."

"Eheheh, you're like a fish out of water, Mister Ricardo. Will you really be okay?"

Iris and Amy laughed as they teased him. Ricardo smiled apologetically as he scratched his cheek.

"Hoo boy... I thought since there were so many lovely ladies on this ship, it'd be a utopia, but things are a bit stifling. Did I board the right ship?"

"You're not throwing in the towel just yet, are you, Ricardo? I told you up front, we have no time to dawdle."

"Haha, I'm ready. I have no intention of making you regret your decision."

It felt as though we'd finally reached the starting line.

We'd overcome the past and gathered together the shattered pieces of our dream.

From here, we'd once again take flight toward the future.

I was certain this was the right choice.

"All systems are reading green. The Chrysanthemum is ready to depart."

"Where to next, Big Sis Hilda?"

My irreplaceable family looked back at me.

In response to their affectionate smiles, I stood up.

"Let's return to Port Chrysanthemum. ...No doubt our family eagerly awaits our return."

To join hands in laying the foundation for our new future.

"Ash Crawler Chrysanthemum... casting off!"

We continued to pave the way forward.

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 6

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Adaptive God Eater. AGE.

With the discovery of "Adaptive Bias Factor", which could provide resistance to the ash that made up the Ashlands, God Eaters who were found to be compatible with it came to be known as AGEs.

However, compatibility could only be determined by administering both ash and adaptive bias factor into the subject's body. If the subject was incompatible, they would die.

To increase the success rate even the slightest bit, veteran God Eaters with high compatibility were selected one after another as test subjects. However, the success rate was below five percent, and many lost their lives during these aptitude tests.

Even so, for the sake of humanity.

With those words in mind, many brave heroes volunteered to take the AGE aptitude test.

Unless someone could overcome this ordeal of a second aptitude test, there would be no future for humanity.

With the sacrifice of hundreds, even thousands of precious souls, research into ash and adaptive bias factor progressed, and a procedure for the aptitude test granting a small but high chance of success was established.

And yet.

"I... lost another subordinate to the AGE aptitude test today."

The heart of one who stood atop a pile of corpses could not be saved.

Late one night, I found Werner slumped over in his room, looking as though he were a million miles away.

"The truth is, I intended to take the aptitude test before anyone else did. I thought that, by showing them the way, I could give them even a little courage... but..."

With Fenrir now effectively defunct, Gleipnir and Governor-General Gadolin had begun to exert their influence throughout Europe.

Werner, the governor-general's son, would never be allowed to put his life at such risk.

"Too many people have died... And now, even the very mention of 'AGE' strikes fear into the hearts of God Eaters. Every day, I can only watch as my comrades die one after another, my only assignment being to suppress the innocents who have begun to riot out of fear and panic... What am I even doing anymore?"

One day, your efforts will be rewarded. You will be able to once again pursue your dream.

I couldn't bring myself to give him words of encouragement. It felt as though it would diminish the weight of the lives sacrificed thus far.

Still, I wanted to help heal his broken heart, even just a little.

I wanted to tell him that no matter how cruel reality became, I would remain by his side.

Without a word, I gently embraced him.

"...I'm sorry, Hilda. I've been pretty pathetic lately, huh?"

Werner smiled weakly as he stood up.

"I've heard that the improved aptitude tests for the second generation of AGEs will begin tomorrow. Let's hope it will reduce the number of casualties, even if only a little. ...Please, rest for today."

I watched as Werner left the room, then hung my head in despair.

Werner was no longer a researcher, eyes shining with dreams. Now, he was only a God Eater, expected to fulfill his duties.

The one I had walked with, the two of us searching for the same light, was getting further and further away. I couldn't help but feel frustrated as I started to lose sight of what it meant to stand by him.

The next day.

I decided to visit Iris and the others in the residential area of the base.

But the children were nowhere to be found.

"Where did everyone...?"

It was strange. There didn't seem to be a single child within the base.

I desperately ran from place to place, searching for Iris and the others.

"Ha... Ha... Hilda!"

Soon, Werner appeared, looking as out of breath as I felt.

In his wide-open eyes, I could see confusion, as well as a faint flame of anger.

"Werner... Iris... The children... I can't find them..."

"...!"

Werner turned on his heel and ran off. Instinctively, I followed after him.

We arrived at the governor-general's office.

As soon as we entered, Werner's fiery, incensed voice roared out.

"Father, what have you done?!"

I staggered closer to Governor-General Gadolin as he silently endured his son's wrath.

"Governor-General... The children...?"

I desperately hoped I was wrong.

In my heart, I held onto that hope as I asked one single question.

"...The children of this base have been sent to take the second-generation AGE aptitude test."

The shock made me fall to my knees, as if I had been punched.

"The adaptive bias factor, as with the standard aptitude test, tends to have a higher compatibility the younger the subject is... There was no other choice."

"Don't give me that! You forced children to become God Eaters?! Why didn't you tell me?!"

Werner grabbed his father by the collar, but Governor-General Gadolin maintained his composure.

"I knew you would react like this. If I had told you, you would have tried to prevent it."

"Of course I would have! Father, how could you?!"

"For the future of humanity."

That one sentence created a decisive crack in something unseen.

The starting point of our dream.

We had envisioned a world where no one would have to say those words.

"Second-generation experiments have already begun throughout Europe. We have no choice but to place our hopes in the children."

"Father... You... Do you understand what you're saying?"

"Despise me all you like. However..."

The governor-general coolly removed Werner's hand as he stood dazed.

"This is the path we must walk."

The governor-general took his leave.

Werner's hands were braced on his father's desk. He hung his head in silence, thinking.

"There might still be time to save at least some of them..."

Carrying those words like a prayer, Werner left the room with a ghostly gait.

I was left alone in the governor-general's office, further from my dream than I had ever been.

"Ah... Aaaaah...!"

I could no longer hold back my tears.

Iris. The children. In my mind, I saw the smiles of those whose hearts had connected to mine, so vivid it bordered on cruelty.

The path we adults had chosen to walk would swallow up the lives of more children than we could ever imagine.

Stepping over the corpses of children to pursue my dream—I could never do that.

That bright dream itself was being swallowed up by the darkness of reality.

After that, I couldn't remember where I walked, or how.

"Seems like children will be taking the AGE aptitude test from now on... Honestly, I'm relieved."

The image of God Eaters saying such things and smiling together in peace was burned into my mind.

I wandered the base, drowning in despair. Eventually, I found myself sitting alone at the end of a deserted corridor, hugging my knees.

Word had it this base would soon be swallowed up by the Ashlands.

Soon, work would begin to complete the underground base, as well as the transfer of key facilities.

Our dream had finally begun to take shape.

Why was I here? Why was I so frustrated?

What had I been working toward all this time?

".........Um..."

As I dove deeper within my memories, my eyes closed to the world, it happened.

A faint voice shook me out of my daze.

"...Huh?"

I looked up. In front of me stood the purple-haired girl, her sketchbook on her back.

"You... What are you doing here?!"

Hadn't the children been forced to take the AGE aptitude test?

The girl, her expression as blank as ever, handed me a tablet she had been holding, though I couldn't even begin to fathom where she had gotten it from.

It seemed the tablet could display video footage from within the base.

You could even use it to manipulate the movement of the cameras and create blind spots.

"Don't tell me... You've been using this to hide from the researchers?"

A feat like that could only be accomplished with pure, natural talent.

In response to my question, the girl opened her sketchbook.

The picture was drawn quickly and accurately, the faces of the subjects captured clearly.

A group of researchers. Children lined up in a row, forming a wall. At one end of the line, a girl with glasses stood with her arms outstretched, protecting another girl.

"Could it be... Is this you and Iris?"

A short nod convinced me.

Iris, sensing the danger, had saved the girl from the experiment.

"It'll... be... okay... We'll... see... each... other... again..."

Pointing at Iris's image, the girl seemed to be trying to convey her will. I couldn't help but hug her tightly.

This child was the hope that Iris—and all the children—protected with every wish they had.

"That's right... Don't worry. I'll protect you..."

Trying to convince myself as well, I swore upon the hope entrusted to me by Iris.

For the child who had always dreamed of protecting her family.

No matter what, I would protect this girl.

"...What's your name?"

The girl quickly scribbled her signature in the corner of the sketchbook.

It was signed "Amy".

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 5

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We barely escaped the satellite base with our lives. Soon enough, we were found by a Gleipnir transport and taken to safety.

Thankfully, Ricardo survived as well, receiving treatment on the transport.

However, we were unable to return to Fenrir HQ immediately.

A mysterious phenomenon that could consume all forms of matter, believed to be occurring simultaneously in various locations across the region.

Continuing to spread rapidly even now, it had swallowed up Fenrir HQ in the blink of an eye. The condition of the residents and God Eaters therein were unknown.

The surviving God Eaters somehow managed to find some survivors and regroup, but it seemed no one had an accurate grasp on the situation.

We were taken to a frontline base that had been designated as a temporary rendezvous point for those who had managed to escape. We disembarked, the carnage at the satellite base playing on repeat in our minds.

"Father!"

"Werner, Hilda... I'm glad you're safe."

Commander Gadolin, taking temporary command in this time of crisis, placed his hands on our shoulders.

"...Werner, stay with Hilda for the time being."

The commander wasted no words as he took in the sight of our bloodstained clothes.

Werner nodded, but I felt strangely clear-headed.

"I'm fine. Werner, you're needed elsewhere. Please, do what you can."

"But..."

"Don't worry about me. I'll find some way to help as well."

Werner looked back at me one last time, then nodded and returned to his unit with the commander.

"...Iris."

I pushed my way through the crowd, many of whom were disheartened and confused, as I searched for the children.

Did everyone at the orphanage escape safely?

If I were to lose them as well...

Memories of the smiles of everyone who supported my dream filled my mind.

Slowly, they were being painted over with vivid memories of blood and flames.

The longer I searched, the less I was able to suppress my fears. A wave of nausea rolled over me.

Please... Please...

"...Big Sis Hilda?"

I looked up at the faint sound of her voice calling out to me.

Just ahead was Iris, her eyes wide.

She was holding hands with the sketchbook girl from before and staring at me.

"Big sis... Big sis!"

As soon as she ran to me, I held her tight, clinging to hope. I couldn't hold back my tears.

"Iris! Thank goodness... I'm so glad...!"

"Me, too! Everyone from the orphanage is fine! We're all alive! I'm so glad you're okay, big sis...!"

We cried together, relieved we'd survived and found each other.

The girl holding Iris's hand smiled at the sight of us, seemingly relieved as well.

"I'm glad you're safe, too... Have you been able to make friends with everyone?"

"I've been helping her practice talking to everyone! I'm sure she'll introduce herself when she feels better, so we'll have a fun chat then, promise!"

The girl, blushing, nodded enthusiastically. She clung to Iris as if the other girl were her own big sister.

Seeing the two of them filled my heart with hope.

Iris led me to a makeshift tent set up in the base, where we were able to reunite with everyone from the facility.

"Big Sis Hilda, is Uncle Werner...?"

"He's alright. Right now, he's going around helping everyone. We'll see him again soon."

The news brought smiles to the children's faces, blossoming like flowers.

Hope was still alive.

With that, we could walk ahead into the future—or so I wanted to believe.

A mass of ash, devouring everything it came into contact with.

This phenomenon, swallowing up countless lives, became known throughout northern Europe as "The Calamity", the moniker spreading like wildfire amongst the survivors.

"A large-scale area created by the Calamity... For the time being, we will refer to these areas as 'The Ashlands'."

A majority of Fenrir's top personnel had been swallowed up by the Ashlands that emerged at HQ, their whereabouts unknown.

With Abraham Gadolin serving as governor-general, Gleipnir was reorganized. Conferences were held day and night to address the threat of the Ashlands, though no solution had been discovered thus far.

Werner and I attended the conferences as well, as we were researchers who had survived the chaos immediately following the outbreak of the Ashlands.

The top priority currently being discussed was securing safe places for the survivors to live.

It was deemed urgent that the next generation of satellite bases be built to maintain their functions even should they be swallowed up by the Ashlands.

As soon as that was established, attention immediately turned to the research being conducted by me and Werner—expanding living space underground, unaffected by the Ashlands.

"With the cooperation of House Victorious, we have already begun selecting a site and preparing for construction. Werner, Hilda, if you are asked about your opinion regarding the matter, do not hesitate to give it.

Both Werner and I could only nod silently.

In the blink of an eye, the utopia we had envisioned was taken from our hands, and development was to be carried out under Gleipnir's jurisdiction.

Thinking about it logically, I understood it couldn't be helped. And yet, it was frustrating to watch as our dream became distorted.

"Next, a report on the results of the investigation into the Ashlands."

"Yes. Thus far, we know that the Ashlands are composed of microscopic viral structures."

"Oracle Cells... So, the Ashlands are made up of microscopic Aragami?"

"It's impossible to say for sure. Their eating habits are too diverse, and there are many data points that don't match up with previously observed characteristics..."

"But God Arcs and anti-Aragami armored walls maintain their functions even after being swallowed up by the Ashlands! Could we consider this a new type of Aragami?"

Experts in various fields engaged in heated debate, grasping at straws for clues.

A realm where even God Eaters lost their lives in a matter of minutes.

Already, the infrastructure of northern Europe had been decimated and cut off by the Ashlands.

Even those of us who survived felt as though we were surrounded on all sides by approaching walls of death.

We knew that if a solution wasn't found quickly, people would begin to reach their limit.

"If the Ashlands are Aragami... would it be possible for Odin to devour them?"

Governor-General Gadolin's unexpected words brought silence to the conference hall.

Odin, the anti-Aragami weapon. An enormous, humanoid God Arc that was being researched underground at Fenrir HQ.

If it could be completed—

"Wait, Father. There are still many issues that need to be resolved before Odin can become operational. It's completely unrealistic to consider it when we can't even reach HQ!"

A majority of those present agreed with Werner's words.

However, even as he nodded in response to Werner's words, the governor-general stared intently into space, as if he were seeing something the rest of us couldn't.

"In any event, even with the completion of the underground bases, the survivors will be critically short on supplies! Most locations stocked with supplies, including Fenrir HQ, have been swallowed up by the Ashlands!"

As the debate drew on with no answers, what we needed to do slowly became clear.

"Our number one priority is finding a way to retrieve supplies from within the Ashlands! If we can't do that... we will perish!"

Everyone fell silent in the face of our unshakable, hopeless reality.

"But there are reports of unidentified powerful Oracle readings being observed within the Ashlands! Just what can we do...?"

As everyone's spirits sank further, suddenly—

"Why not just develop a solution? An evolved God Eater, resistant to the Ashlands."

In the heavy silence, the first to speak was a man wearing a flashy scarf.

Next to me, Werner immediately stood up.

"Doctor Inukai. You talk of evolution, but do you truly understand the amount of sacrifice that would entail?"

"Of course I do. Are you objecting out of fear of sacrifice? I'm certain everyone else has realized this is the only feasible solution."

Evolution, in order to adapt to the Ashlands.

As he said, it seemed everyone agreed it was the only option.

However, without exception, those gathered in the room knew the cost of such words was too great to bear.

It was understood that this road would be one paved with blood.

"...Father."

Everyone found their gazes shifting toward Governor-General Gadolin.

There was a long, heavy silence. As he bowed his head, I could sense the immense pressure he now bore.

"...It cannot be helped."

Eventually, he broke the silence with those terse words.

The governor-general slowly rose to his feet.

"We will continue to consider all possibilities and countermeasures. However, effective immediately, we must develop a God Eater suited for operation within the Ashlands! A new blade that will cut a path to save humanity!"

With that, the governor-general concluded the conference.

After the conference, I said goodbye to Werner, who was going out on patrol, and decided to check in on Ricardo.

He'd been in a coma this whole time.

I drew back the curtain in the infirmary. However—

"Huh..?"

Ricardo wasn't there.

All that remained was a bed, dutifully and meticulously made.

"What... Where could he have gone with those wounds?!"

It seemed the doctors had only become aware of his absence when I informed them.

I rushed outside in a panic. No matter how hard I looked, though, I couldn't find him.

If he had gone missing in a situation like this, there was no way we'd be able to find him.

"Huh? Big Sis Hilda?"

At that moment, Iris happened to be passing by with the children from the facility.

Iris and the others had been trying to help however they could, offering words of encouragement to those who were injured.

"Iris, have you seen a man with bandages on his right arm? He was staying here in the infirmary."

"Huh? ...Sorry, there are so many people here..."

It felt as if something important had slipped out of my grasp.

As if to fill this sense of loss, I gently brushed back Iris's hair.

Where on earth was I going?

Without regular contact with the children, it was becoming increasingly difficult to remember.

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 4

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The day of departure. Soon, the transport would arrive to pick us up.

Even though we still had many satellite bases to visit, I struggled to hold back my tears as the children shed their own during our farewell.

Werner stepped forward in front of Ricardo, who had gone through the effort of contacting Fenrir and even arranging for our transport.

"Thank you for hosting us, Ricardo... Truly."

"We're the ones who owe you. You take care of that angel of yours, got it, Werner?"

"Of course. May our paths cross in the future."

The two of them were about to shake hands.

At that moment—

With a huge tremor, the sky completely changed.

The first thing I saw was a mass of strange dark clouds spreading out from the distant sky, the likes of which I'd never seen.

Like a wall of ash...

"...Ah! Ricardo, we just got a radio message from Gleipnir! Apparently, Aragami are on the move everywhere! They'll be here any minute!"

"Wh—What did you say?!"

A shockwave ran through the base, and everyone froze.

"Ricardo, how are the base's defenses?"

"Besides me, there are four others on the defense team. Our only means of transportation is a single trailer; there's no way we can evacuate everyone. We'll have to hold out here until the transport arrives."

"Damn... If only I'd brought my God Arc!"

Werner clenched his fists. Ricardo placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You didn't need a God Arc to tell us about your dream, did you? Stay here with Hilda and everyone else. ...Leave this to us."

With a look of determination on his face, Ricardo strode powerfully outside the armored wall.

"Sorry, Ricardo... Hilda, gather everyone here."

The armored wall closed. In the eerie silence, we huddled together with the residents of the base.

As the black ash approached from the distant sky, my fear and worry grew. If it weren't for Werner, our hands clasped together tightly, I wouldn't have been nearly as calm.

The ground began to shake.

The low rumble of dozens—no, hundreds of creatures gradually grew louder.

The presence of predators, igniting fear in people's hearts, loomed just beyond a single wall.

A tense silence filled the base. The next moment—

A huge explosion erupted behind the armored wall.

We could hear the shouts of Ricardo and the defense team, the roars of Aragami, and the clashes of combat.

I hugged the children tight and prayed we would all make it through this safely.

However, the roars didn't subside. Rather, they grew even louder. The sound of their footsteps was enough to make my ears rattle.

Even Werner couldn't hide his confusion. Then—

Countless rays of light pierced the armored wall. From beyond the rising dust, an enormous shadow descended.

For a moment, I couldn't comprehend what I was seeing.

An unknown Aragami with a thick shell and a human-like mask.

Everyone was frozen by the presence of the strange, eerie idol.

The next moment, it released a flash of light.

"Hilda!"

Before I could even think, Werner shielded me, sending both of us to the ground.

At the same time, we were splattered by a warm liquid.

"...! Hilda, don't look!"

I instinctively sat up. Right before my eyes were the bloody bodies of the children I had been huddled with just a few seconds earlier.

"Ah... Ah...!"

Before I could even scream, countless small Aragami began pouring in through the destroyed armored wall.

As the base gradually filled with Aragami, Werner rushed forward.

"Hraaaah!"

Werner pulled an iron bar taller than himself from the base's housing and swept away the approaching Aragami.

"You will go no further!"

The screams of people fleeing. Blood splattering everywhere. Shouts and explosions ringing out. Houses collapsing in flames.

The base's peace was being torn apart right before my very eyes.

A battlefield of humans and gods. In the midst of despair, I couldn't even bring myself to stand.

Amid the reality of helplessness, an Ukonvasara, clad in purple lightning, rushed through a hole in the armored wall.

"...! Hilda, run!"

Werner's voice echoed as he tried to fend off the smaller Aragami cornering him.

However, I was so terrified I couldn't move.

"Uwaaaagh!"

Just as I braced myself for death, Ricardo jumped in front of me.

His shield caught the Ukonvasara square in the face. However, his God Arc broke apart as if shattered, completely spent in the fight.

"D-Dammit! Not yet!"

Ricardo roared. Clutching the broken blade of his God Arc, he leapt over the Ukonvasara's head, plunging the blade so deep into its turbine, his arm was swallowed up to his shoulder.

The blow punctured its core, killing the Ukonvasara. Ricardo pulled his arm free, then collapsed in front of me.

"Ricardo... You saved me..."

"Stop dawdling! Werner, get Hilda out of here now!"

"That's crazy! We can't just leave you here!"

"Listen to me! Which one of us is more important to you?"

Ricardo clutched his mangled God Arc and stared down the approaching Aragami.

"Hilda, you have to live... Fulfill your dream... for all of us...!"

His eyes, filled with an unfathomable determination, wavered with grief.

Even if it meant risking his life, he had to protect the feelings of those who had resided here. Of his family.

The sight of him, the sound of his words, brought me back to my senses.

The trailer at the base.

"Werner!"

Hearing me call out to him, Werner caught on immediately. I took off running.

I started the engine and turned the trailer around.

Werner came running over, carrying an injured Ricardo.

Hearing Ricardo's anguished screams, I grit my teeth.

But for now, I had to put everything I had into getting us out of here alive.

The trailer took off, passing through a hole in the armored wall and speeding away from the horde of Aragami.

Struggling to wipe away my tears, I took one last look in the rearview mirror.

I managed to witness the moment the idol-like Aragami crushed the base, as if trampling a gentle dreamscape.

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[image id: A screenshot of two separate translators attempting to translate the same Japanese text to English. On the left, DeepL Translate translates the text as “Our first stop was a satellite base in the mountains away from Fenrir headquarters.” On the right, Google Translate has been mistakenly set to translate from Hindi to English, causing the text to be translated as “Because I’m not sure why I’m here? I’m not going to make any changes to my home screen. I’m not going to make any changes to my home screen.” /end id]

Why I Use Multiple Translators, Exhibit B

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 3

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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Our first stop was a satellite base in the mountains, far from Fenrir HQ.

As Werner and I stepped off the transport, a God Eater who seemed to be in charge of the base's defenses received us.

"Welcome. So, you're the ones I was told would be staying at the base for research, right?"

Contrary to his somewhat intimidating appearance, he greeted us in a gentle and polite manner.

"Nice to meet you. I appreciate the hospitality. I'm Hilda Henriquez, and this is..."

I turned to introduce Werner.

But for some reason, Werner looked almost surprised to see the man in front of us.

"...Ricardo Sforza? Is that you?"

Hearing Werner's disbelief, the man called Ricardo put his hand to the back of his head and sighed in dismay.

"Good grief... I didn't think you'd remember me... Didn't expect to meet you again in a place like this. Werner Gadolin."

For a moment, I was puzzled by the strange silence that fell between us.

"Oh? You're already acquainted?"

"He was a God Eater at Gleipnir. A fine one, but..."

Once again, I took stock of Ricardo Sforza.

Werner immediately spoke well of the man. That meant he must have served on the front lines, wielding a God Arc.

However, the man standing before us didn't seem to carry the charisma so characteristic of Gleipnir's elite.

"Let's not bore the lady. I'll show you both around."

Ricardo smiled and turned on his heel, as if to break the tension.

Werner silently placed a hand on my shoulder. The look in his eye said it all: there were some things that shouldn't be pried into.

"Everyone, your attention please! Starting today, we have some important visitors staying here at the base. This is Hilda and Werner, from Fenrir HQ. Let's all make them feel welcome."

Ricardo's voice rang through the air.

However, the residents of the base eyed us suspiciously, then slunk back inside their homes.

"...Please don't take it personally. Seems everyone's still wary of you two."

"Did something happen?"

Werner's eyes scanned the area as he spoke. The base was wrapped in silence.

"I don't mean to be rude, but... This base has gone without support from Fenrir HQ for a while now. We've been able to reach out for help here and there, but for the most part, we've had to make do with what little we have."

Ricardo let out a sigh as he explained. Werner and I remained silent.

In that case, it was understandably difficult for the residents here to give us a warm welcome. Even though we were only students, we were still affiliated with Fenrir HQ.

What on earth were such people doing here? Such thoughts must have been plaguing the residents, filling them with anxiety and distrust.

"So, first things first. I'm sure you came here for a good reason, but... could I ask you not to interfere any more than necessary?"

His tone was somewhat harsh.

His intent was clear: to make sure we didn't disturb the peace of this base.

"I'm not trying to ask for too much. The people here, they're like family to me. It's more than enough to be able to just live here in peace with them. ...It may sound like a bit much, but I think this is a type of happiness, too. So, would you at least consider the modest wishes of the people here?"

Polite yet powerful words and an unwavering gaze of steel.

Ricardo's demeanor gave me a glimpse of his strong will to protect the people who lived here.

"...I can't deny your words, Ricardo. But believe me: we have no intention of disturbing the peace."

Werner spoke confidently to Ricardo, who seemed prepared to act immediately depending on our response.

Suddenly, I noticed some children peeking out from behind a stack of containers in the corner of the base, as if scoping things out.

I understood the situation at this base.

But we had yet to properly face the hearts of each and every person who lived here.

To speak with them and connect to their hearts.

I smiled and crouched down, reaching out to the children.

"Hello there. Could we be friends?"

The children approached cautiously, but I could see a glimmer of curiosity in their eyes.

It was an important light that could accept everyone, that allowed us to embrace each other and forge bonds.

"I'd like to ask you about your dreams. Do you have any dreams you want to make come true?"

The children exchanged glances. After a moment, one spoke up.

"...I want to eat as many sweets as I can."

He was a mischievous-looking boy, wearing a small smile.

"That's a wonderful dream! I can certainly get on board with that. Why don't we try to figure out how to make it come true?"

The children looked shocked, as did Ricardo.

All eyes on me, I turned to face Ricardo.

"Ricardo, I understand the situation. But even so... No, because of that, there's something I'd like you to hear. The dream we have for the future."

Werner and I nodded to each other, taking another look around the base.

First, we would talk face to face.

Our dream would bring light to these eyes clouded by cruel reality.

In the days that followed, we were steadfast in interacting with the residents of the base.

"...An underground base?"

"Yes. We're already at a point where it's technically feasible. What's important is building a place where everyone can be safe and happy."

Our plan for the next generation of bases. First, we spoke with Ricardo and the children of the base.

A place completely free of Aragami attacks, where everyone could safely seek out their own happiness.

A place we could call a utopia. We wanted to build it with our own hands.

"Hahaha! A utopia, eh? I like it. Gotta dream big. I'm on board."

Ricardo laughed as he spoke, but he really seemed to believe that Werner and I were serious about pursuing our dream.

"It may sound like a pipe dream, but that doesn't matter. We're here to make it a reality. Come on, let's all dream big! Keep coming up with ideas!"

Each day, Werner and I held classroom-like meetings where the children could freely share their opinions. From there, we increased the opportunities for dialogue with the people living in the base one by one.

At first, the children came up with silly ideas they thought would surprise people or make them laugh.

Together, we thought about ways to counter problems we would face along the way.

Adults watching nearby would casually offer advice.

Our meetings, a safe haven for dreaming big, eventually became a place where everyone, adults and children alike, could discuss the visions of the future they held in their hearts.

"The idea of building a large-scale indoor hydroponic garden might be feasible... but we should consider things from an agricultural engineering perspective as well."

"In that case, we'd need to rely on data from the Far East Branch. The research originated at the Den, after all. I'll see about contacting them as soon as possible."

"As for a means to check the situation aboveground, I'll talk with my father about using the radar technology he's researching. And as for the structure of the aboveground portion—"

"Um... Hey, you guys? I know you're on a roll, but try not to leave the rest of us behind, alright?"

Ricardo raised his hand as he spoke. Surprised, I looked up to see the residents of the base smiling at us, almost teasingly.

"S-Sorry..."

Werner and I smiled in embarrassment.

Before we knew it, the residents of the base were greeting us much more cheerfully than when we first arrived.

And in no time at all, our stay was over.

"...Really, it's been fun. Every day since you guys came here."

The night before our departure, Ricardo and I were cooking dinner together.

Werner was helping set the table, smiling as he playfully fended off the children clinging to him. It seemed they'd become quite attached to him.

"But I gotta know... Why are you guys trying so hard to help people in the first place?"

His question made me think back to my past as I struggled to remove sprouts from the potatoes.

"My father is a researcher at Fenrir as well. He's a leading expert in Oracle communication technology. Ever since I was a little girl, he's devoted himself to his research."

My father was never cold toward his family.

However, his research was always his top priority. I grew up staring at his back, never turning no matter how many times I called out to him. It was a bit lonely, I suppose.

I wanted to be able to listen to the voice of someone who meant nothing.

Before I knew it, with that aim in mind, I found myself set on the path to becoming a researcher as well.

The conviction in my heart naturally led me to research ways to support those who were powerless. In doing so, I met Werner, who had also grown up watching his father's back.

We met with the same dream, sharing our ideals and filling in the gaps in our hearts.

"Our starting point was simple. We just wanted to build a place where children could be happy and laugh with their families."

To protect humanity—no matter how hard you tried, there were those disillusioned by those words.

I could only hope that the children of the next generation would be able to experience an ordinary happiness.

"...Good grief. Such a dazzling dream; it's almost too bright for me."

Ricardo chuckled, seemingly at a loss.

"Honestly, ever since you two arrived, the people here at the base have been smiling more than ever. It's like time's started to move again. ...Dreams really are a wonderful thing, huh?"

Ricardo's voice was full of enthusiasm as he chopped up the ingredients with pinpoint precision.

"I know it's a bit early, but tomorrow's going to be pretty hectic... so let me say this."

Ricardo finished washing his hands, then extended one as he turned to face me, a friendly smile on his face.

"Hilda, I'm glad I met you. You've shown the people of this base... You've shown my family a brighter future. Thank you so much."

The residents of the base had told me that the reason the base was able to function was due to Ricardo's efforts, diligently traveling around to various branches and arranging for supplies.

Although he had been a member of Gleipnir, he had continued to work hard for the base, making quite the impression on the stubborn residents.

I still didn't know what had happened in his past, but I was convinced he was a man worthy of respect and trust.

And now, such a person saw the light in our dream and reached out to us.

I'd never been so happy.

"...Thank you as well, Ricardo."

I firmly shook his hand.

The first bond forged by our dream.

"I really hope you can build your utopia. So, please... don't give up."

"Of course. When that time comes, I'd like everyone in this base to join us there."

"Yeah... Sounds like fun."

The people of the base who supported us. As I sat at the dinner table with this family, an unbreakable bond connecting us, the night drew on.

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Translator's Note: Iris

Fun fact, I almost forgot to do this one.

Her name is written as 「イーリス」. The translators gave me "Iris", "Elis", "Eris", and other permutations equally.

Considering both Nike and Eir draw from mythology, I was more inclined to go with "Iris" or "Eris". From there, I took to Wikipedia to see what the Japanese versions of their articles looked like.

Lo and behold, Iris is written as 「イーリス」, while Eris is written as 「エリス」. Iris is also the name of a flower, so it lines up thematically, too.

You know the drill: if future content contradicts this, I'll change it.

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 2

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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I felt nervous as I ate my meal, sitting in a fancy restaurant inside Fenrir HQ.

Sitting across the table from me was none other than Abraham Gadolin, commander of Gleipnir, a regular military division under Fenrir HQ.

"I have read your paper. Your idea for secure underground bases, building off the concept of satellite bases... It sounds intriguing."

Despite his strict demeanor, his expression occasionally let slip a glimmer of kindness.

In that respect, he was much like his son.

"Father, this research has the potential to create a utopia for humanity. I want to work with Hilda to make it a reality!"

Sitting next to me, eyes shining with passion, was Werner Gadolin, the commander's son and my lover.

He was a brilliant man. Despite being a member of Gleipnir, he was also enrolled at the same university as me, continuing his work as a researcher.

"In order to realize this utopia, we must listen to the hopes and wishes of those living in this world, outside of battlefields and laboratories. So, Father...!"

Passionate words, overflowing with pure emotion.

His strong will and his determination to pursue his dream transformed the atmosphere of the room to reflect his own.

"...I see. And the reason you called me here is to apply for an extended leave of absence in order to visit satellite bases across the region."

With a sigh, Commander Gadolin locked eyes with his son, completely wrapped up in his dream.

"Werner, I've entrusted the defense of the front lines to you. You are the keystone of our fighting force... Do you understand the weight of what you're asking?"

Both father and son held positions of great responsibility. A talented God Eater leaving the front lines to pursue research that was still in its theoretical stages was hardly ideal.

Even so.

"I haven't left anything to chance. I've already cleared the surrounding area of Aragami, and I've arranged for enough forces to fill the gap left by my absence. On top of that, the members of my unit have give me their complete support in pursuing this research. I want to live up to their expectations."

As Werner continued in earnest, the commander let out a small sigh.

"...I wonder if it's truly the research they're supporting."

The commander glanced at me for a moment as he muttered under his breath.

If Werner had heard the commander's comment, he didn't let it show. He pressed on.

"Father, Gleipnir's mission is to reclaim territory taken by the Aragami. However, if the people living in that reclaimed territory continue to be threatened by Aragami, what hope is there for them? ...This research is a bridge of hope to the future."

"I agree with Werner, Commander Gadolin. Won't you at least consider it?"

As Werner clenched his fists, emphatic, I turned to face the commander.

Seeing the determination in our eyes, the commander eventually let out a small sigh.

"...Very well. I'll allow it. I, too, want to believe that the dream you envision will become a source of hope for humanity."

"Thank you, Father! Thank you so much!"

Werner and I bowed deeply. The commander gave us a small smile in return.

"I will arrange for your transportation. If there is anything else you require, please let me know."

"Commander Gadolin... Really, thank you."

"Mm... Hilda. My son is quite idealistic. Please, look out for him, will you?"

With that, the commander took his leave. Werner and I turned to face each other.

"Thank you, Werner. I'm sorry for the trouble..."

Together, we wanted to visit the satellite bases, listen to the voices of those who resided there, and deepen our understanding.

I was the one to first propose the idea.

It was easier said than done. To embark on such a journey required Fenrir's support, and there was always the risk of running up against Aragami. There were no guarantees any satellite base we came upon would be completely safe.

Werner was the only one I could rely on. I knew I would be placing a heavy burden on his shoulders, and yet, when he heard what I had to say, he agreed immediately.

"I don't mind at all, especially if this journey brings us one step closer to our dream. In fact, thank you for trusting me, Hilda."

Werner seemed to be even more excited than I was. He smiled, almost like a little kid.

"A utopia where everyone can live in peace... Let's make it a reality. You and me."

With those words, the first person to support my dream gently took my hand.

With our preparations complete, Werner and I paid one last visit to Fenrir HQ's orphanage before setting off.

It was such a beautiful place, dotted with flower beds planted by the children.

"Oh, Big Sis Hilda! And Uncle Werner, too!"

A girl in glasses came running from the garden.

"Iris... Haven't I told you before to stop calling me 'Uncle'?"

"Well, I would, but you're not really 'Big Bro' material, Uncle Werner."

Iris grinned as she puffed out her chest, causing Werner to slump. Chuckling to myself, I crouched down and met her gaze.

"Hello, Iris. How is everyone?"

"We're all doing great! I even made some new friends! I'll introduce you later!"

Despite her young age, Iris could match any adult in conversation. She was the leader of the children living in the orphanage.

To realize the utopia we aspired towards, we had to listen to the wishes of many people.

So, what were the wishes that would lead to a better future?

My first thought was to ask the children who would live in the next era.

Orphaned children, hurt by this cruel world, sharing not a single drop of blood, yet still regarding each other as family. What future would they wish for?

As Werner and I continued to visit the children, we were eventually welcomed into their family as well.

Now it had become a cherished place for us as well; a place where family waited for us to come home.

"Here you go, Iris. We brought lots of sweets today, too. Make sure they get passed out to everyone."

Werner stepped out from behind me and handed Iris a basket of sweets.

"...Huh? Are you two going somewhere?"

Werner and I were both surprised to hear her say that as soon as she saw the basket.

"What makes you say that?"

"The way you two are smiling... It's like you're trying to hide something sad..."

She had always been a bright girl, but lately, her senses seemed to be especially sharp.

No doubt it was those sharp yet gentle senses that welcomed the children here.

"I see... Sorry, Iris. We'll be out traveling a long time for some research. Don't worry, though. We'll be back soon enough, and we'll bring lots of souvenirs."

I explained the situation to a dejected-looking Iris.

Iris looked between the two of us, deep in thought.

"...Honeymoon?"

That one word shocked both of us to our cores.

"W-What?! N-No, that's not it at all! Where did you even learn that word?!"

As expected, Werner stepped backward, completely flabbergasted.

"Heehee, your faces are all red! Hang on, I'll go get everyone so we can all celebrate!"

Smiling mischievously, Iris ran off, her laughter trailing behind her.

"I, um... Werner? I-It's not like that, okay? I have no intention of turning this trip into..."

"O-Of course... I know that, don't worry. Although... When my subordinates saw me off, I thought it strange that they were all grinning ear to ear... So that's what was going through their minds. And now that I think about it, what Father said at dinner... Hm..."

An awkward silence. I bit my lip and looked away.

We were visiting the satellite bases for research purposes. I had no ulterior motives whatsoever.

How many times had I told myself that?

"Hilda, I... I think it'd be best to clear the air, so I'm just going to say this: I have no intention of approaching such subjects until after we've graduated. For now, we're simply two researchers walking the same path."

Werner spoke a bit too quickly to be convincing, standing at attention with his back straight as an arrow.

He looked nervous for some reason. My curiosity was piqued.

"Oh, really... And after graduation?"

He seemed to be trying to swallow his words as he avoided my inquiring gaze. It was so adorable.

"...When that time comes, I'll give you an answer. For now, do you mind waiting?"

"Heheh... I guess it can't be helped. ...Promise?"

Werner nodded. I took a step closer.

At that moment, a herd of children came rushing out of the facility, Iris at the helm.

"Big Sis Hilda! Uncle Werner! Congratulations on getting married!"

"I-I already said that's not it!"

I could feel my face flush as the children continued to tease us.

We spent some more time talking with everyone until it was time to leave, but then, I noticed an unfamiliar girl standing away from the lively group.

She had fluffy purple hair. In her hands was a small sketchbook. She watched our spirited conversation from afar, her expression completely blank.

"Iris, who is that?"

"Oh, she just arrived recently. ...Her family was attacked by Aragami. Apparently, she hasn't spoken a word since. She hasn't even told me her name yet."

When the girl noticed my gaze, she walked away without a word.

"Don't worry! I'll get her to open up by the time you get back!"

Iris smiled confidently. The rest of the children nodded in agreement.

The next time we met, would I be able to greet her as a member of this family?

"Big Sis Hilda, you have to go soon, right? Here! It's a gift!"

As I was leaving, Iris secretly handed me a flower.

It was a white flower, simple and sweet.

"Such a pretty flower... What is it?"

It's called a chrysanthemum! It's so pretty and white; I thought it'd be perfect for a bride!"

"It really isn't like that... but thank you. I'll cherish it."

"Yay! You're going for that utopia you're always talking about, right? I'm looking forward to it, so do your best!"

It was Iris herself that supported our utopia more than anyone else.

Gently brushing back Iris's hair, I waved goodbye to the children seeing us off and left the facility.

"Is that... a chrysanthemum?"

On the transport arranged by Commander Gadolin, Werner noticed the flower I was holding.

"Iris gave it to me earlier. How much do you know about flowers, Werner?"

"Not much. It seemed like something the children might be interested in, so I did a bit of research. If I recall correctly, chrysanthemums symbolize 'honesty' and 'integrity'. ...Iris's intuition was spot on. It suits you perfectly."

Honesty and integrity.

Those were certainly things to cherish in life.

"They're also said to herald the arrival of winter, and they bloom majestically even in harsh conditions. Something to strive for, wouldn't you agree?"

"A herald of winter, huh...?"

Soon would come the season when all life would be snuffed out.

"In that case, we should do our part to welcome a warm spring."

"Of course. Let's set off!"

The transport launched, and we took off into the clear sky.

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God Eater 3 Character Novel | In the Name of the White Flower: Chapter 1

This is a fan translation. Original text here.

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"I'm pleased to announce that, thanks to everyone's efforts, we were able to safely establish a new route to Port Chrysanthemum. ...Thank you so much."

The members of the Hounds looked pleased with themselves, glasses in hand. I—Hilda Henriquez—gave each of them a heartfelt smile.

"It's been quite a long journey, but we should arrive at the Port tomorrow. So, please enjoy yourselves tonight. A toast, to our magnificent Hounds."

"Cheers!"

The sound of clinking glasses echoed through the room, and the celebration began.

Although they were only enjoying a modest feast, exchanging smiles befitting their age, their fame had already spread throughout northern Europe.

Soon enough, their dream would be within reach.

Thinking of the turbulent times that had come and gone since the creation of AGEs, it was deeply moving to see how far they'd come.

"Thank you for all your hard work as well, ma'am! ...Try not to drink too much, though. I know it's a celebration, but still..."

"Hahaha, at least try not to let the kids see you hung over, alright?"

As the celebration began, Amy and Ricardo wasted no time in bringing down the hammer.

No matter how sincere their smiles looked, they didn't quite reach their eyes.

"What, you don't trust me? ...It'll be fine. I'll keep it low-key today."

Smiling, I started sipping my drink, in honor of a job well done.

The deep taste and aroma... Almost immediately, my exhaustion felt like it was being washed away. As I chatted with everyone, I found myself pouring a second glass, then a third.

Which resulted in...

"...Erm, ma'am? Oh, dear... It's only been a few hours... I did warn you."

With Ricardo and Amy supporting me, I took my leave from the celebration a bit early.

"I... I can walk..."

"Please don't lie to us, ma'am."

Turning my head, I was immediately faced with Amy's frigid smile. I was left speechless.

My face flushed, I sat down on a sofa in my room and gulped down the water Amy brought for me.

"...I wonder how much longer we'll be able to enjoy journeys like this."

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but in the sudden silence, I couldn't help voicing that thought.

"What brought this on?"

Ricardo smiled as he sat down on the sofa opposite of me.

"Lately, whenever work slows down, I can't help but think about how the Hounds will be leaving us soon..."

"When you put it like that, it does sound a bit sad..."

Just like Ricardo, Amy was smiling, but her face fell a bit as she spoke.

Was this how parents felt when their children left home?

"Things have been pretty busy since they arrived... but it's only a matter of time until they leave the nest. Still, we gotta send them off with a smile. That way, they can set out with their heads held high."

"That's right. And it's not as though we'll never see each other again. No matter the distance, we'll meet again!"

Amy nodded, her smile radiant.

"Yes, you're right..."

With the three of us here together, I couldn't help but reminisce about the past.

Chrysanthemum, the flower of our dream.

Until a single flower of hope could sprout from a world submerged in ash—the era of Calamity.

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