A few days ago, the Fiihrer was almost assassinated.
And someone prophesied that it would happen.
That someone was you.
Look at me.
You are under suspicion of treason.
I am--
Reinhard Heydrich, director of the Reichssicherheitshauptamt.
An honor to meet you.
My name is Karl Krafft.
Some call me a mage.
Did you, perhaps, have some kind of strange dream?
In other words, you seek my aid in your propaganda efforts?
Indeed. That is my condition for saving your life.
Essentially, we require a Nostradamus--
Someone to restore morale after our great defeat.
I see. I accept.
If you wish me to be Nostradamus, then I gladly accept.
I promise that I will lead you to your fate.
"December 24, 1939"
"The Dawning Days"
That looks fun...
Let me join in.
You stupid brat!
As long as you're around, the country's future is assured!
Truly...
You're exactly what the Fiihrer means when he talks about "the perfect race."
To our hero, the Golden Lord!
Cheers!
I'm honored, but you give me too much credit.
I have simply executed my orders.
Reinhard Heydrich is no more of a man than that.
Such humility!
Everyone knows the Reich's fate rests on your shoulders!
Thanks to the lieutenant general's efforts, we have nothing to worry about.
Sir...
I have a matter I must attend to.
Excuse me.
Now, then... What's wrong?
Those dignitaries seemed quite taken aback.
Nothing. Work.
But is it something you must personally attend to?
It was simply an excuse to leave.
Of course, I am going to do it, anyway.
I have...
"Nothing else to do"?
Your self-effacing nature never changes.
But...
P-Pardon...
I am sorry to interrupt you.
I am Obersturmfiihrer Eleonore von Wittenburg of the Schutzstaffel.
S-Sturmscharfiihrer Beatrice Kircheisen.
My name is Riza Brenner. I work with the Lebensborn.
A pleasure to meet you.
Oh, I've heard your names.
I belong to the RMVP, after all.
What do the Three Valkyries want with us?
I'm afraid it concerns your earlier decision.
We would like to accompany General Heydrich.
That is not a part of your duties...
True, but we are servants of the Reich, as well.
We cannot simply ignore this.
Thus, we would like the honor of being your swords.
Please.
Do as you like.
But be prepared for punishment later.
And you are responsible for your own safety.
Thank you, sir!
Aren't you happy, Obersturmfiihrer?
What's with that grin on your face?!
Hey-- Wh-Why are you hitting me?
Now, now... Calm down, you two.
Was that the appropriate course?
It doesn't matter.
This falls outside your duties, also.
You will come, too, Karl Krafft?
Of course. I promised I would lead you to your fate...
And it begins soon.
A Prophecy?
No, simply something I know for a fact.
Thank you again, Father.
For giving me something so important.
Don't worry about it.
I would do anything to assist the Ahnenerbe.
And while it may be a relic,
it's an ill-omened one...
If you are willing to take it off my hands, I am glad to be rid of it.
Really?
Then you should look a little happier.
Or does something bother you?
No... I...
Well, in another time, this would have seen you tried for heresy.
I can understand your concern.
So I remembered...
Several years ago,
someone told me about a priest who could read men's hearts and minds.
That would certainly be heretical, as well.
In a different era, he might have been burned at the stake.
When you think of it that way, doesn't he seem lucky?
I couldn't say.
Perhaps he would have been happier not seeing things he didn't want to see...
After all, in this era...
Oh, no...
I can't stay here.
I have to get away--
What is this?
It looks like a battlefield.
It appears it wasn't just some small fry.
We were right to come.
Brenner, you accompany General Heydrich.
He's important to the nation's future.
He cannot be put in danger.
Understood.
And what will you do?
Kill the attackers, of course.
Let's go, Kircheisen!
Right!
Who the hell are you?
Where did you come from?
Accept your punishment, villain!
If you resist, I'll cut off your limbs!
Listen to you...
This'll be fun.
You're brave, girlie.
But you think you can fight me, with that frail body?!
I'll scatter you like garbage!
What scum...
You're beyond salvation!
Hey... What are you?
A man? A woman?
Or neither?
Disgusting!
Neither you nor the society that created you can be allowed to exist.
A single wartime loss created so much scum like you.
Removing them and returning glory to the Fatherland is my destiny.
Now come, maggot.
I will fumigate you.
Try it!
Oh, dear. Looks like we're caught up in some trouble.
Are you all right, Father?
Yes, but you...
You should hurry and run now.
Well, yes, probably.
But you see, my bestial instincts are aching.
I think I might watch for a bit!
No... It'll be too late.
If you stay here, everything is doomed. Any minute now...
Are you really all right?
What happened?
What is that?
General, please wait.
It's dangerous, General!
Oh, dear... Such trouble.
I can't control my trembling...
This nation has no lack of entertaining sorts.
Don't you agree, General Heydrich?
You sound like you think I'm the most entertaining of them all.
Don't get the wrong idea, mage.
I am not that impressive of a person.
I know only how to do the job before me.
And that's all I can do.
As a result, at some point, I ended up in my current position.
When it comes down to it,
I'm no different than the incompetents.
And you wish not to profit,
but to leave the stage as one of the multitudes?
Indeed.
I'm happy being just another soldier, doing his job and dying.
Someday, I will die.
And that is fine with me.
Even if I lack passion,
I'm doing the things that I can do.
That is the only meaning I need in life.
I see...
But then, I'll ask you one question.
When was it that you were truly serious?
What?
From my perspective, you're directing your efforts to the wrong thing...
You spend your life trying to avoid using your full power.
Did the lion use its claws and fangs to break an egg?
Did the hawk use its wings to race the bug, crawling on the ground?
No, not at all.
You have never used your full strength.
Because if you did not control yourself, the world would not last an instant.
Nonsense.
How far do these ridiculous fantasies of yours spread?
Destroy the world? Of all things...
Is it wrong?
You act, and everything around you is destroyed.
How sad... You can't move your body the slightest inch.
But despite that, you have arrived at your present position.
Then, how much must you control yourself in the future?
You have done what you could, but the war continues to expand.
How cruel... How sad.
Thus, you close your heart, so you'll feel nothing at all!
I remember discussing this with you here, in this place.
I've met you in this way many times.
Remember.
You love the whole world.
And...
To love and destroy...
...do not necessarily contradict one another.
Love it, then...
For that is what you are,
Reinhard Heydrich, lord of destruction.
How stupid.
The one thing I can do is the destruction born from love?
That's...
Impossible?
No, you will destroy.
Because I know that you will.
S-Sir!
Move.
I decided that I felt nothing--
That nothing in the world inspired emotion within me.
This is who I am. Reinhard Heydrich is only a boring man.
In other words,
the world, as it currently exists, is my limit.
Wh-Who are you?
No matter what I do, I will feel no sense of accomplishment.
I will live this way and then die.
I thought that was all right...
That it was what I should do...
But was it really?
What do I believe? What do I wish?
What do I desire?
I can't tell. I don't know.
Get back, sir!
It's dangerous!
But didn't I know?
The emotions that everyone else felt in youth, toward the impossible...
That which I wished for and sought...
From the bottom of my heart.
Wasn't it that dream?
Now, then. How do you feel?
The strange emotion,
burning madly in my heart, ever since I met this man.
Its true identity...
The answer to this inexplicable thing in my heart,
beyond my understanding, is a thought I've had again and again.
Yes, then...
I...
I have discussed this with you before, haven't I?
Indeed, indeed...
We meet again, my friend.
Sieg he“.
I love everything.
I know everything.
And thus, my friend...
...| shall prepare a place for you to use your full power.
And that time is...
When we will destroy this sense of déjé vu, Dies lrae.
My friend, let us celebrate the creation of a new world.
In the midst of the silence laid bare, a warped prayer resounds
The song of exposed ecstasy is the requiem the wandering darkness seeks
"Let's start (ewig) the banquet... (Wiederkehren)"
To be gouged out and smashed, oh, by fate coiled around me, even if I'm laughed at
In this pleasure opera performed in the warped god's world
I will carry and break the murmuring black soul with my hands...!
"Twilight Girl"
"illustration: 6 o'clock"