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[Action: The Park]

[Hearing the message from the phone, Caster hurriedly makes his way towards the park. He is, after all, one of the people who were "abandoned". This town would dare send the false visage of his beloved Holy Maiden to eliminate his existence. If his anger can reach the heavens itself, then there is no doubt that it can reach the hearts of mere mortals. He runs through the frozen streets carrying his mentor's Spellbook, prepared to present to the town atrocities of unimaginable proportions.

Just as he reaches the lake in the Park, he snickers and turns around, shouting to everyone who might hear him.]

This entire town has fallen prey to yet more lies and deception spouted off by that infernal box in your homes. Your hearts have been clouded, blinded off from the truth, but now is the time! Now is when I will show you the proof of all of those who have been forgotten and cast aside!

Witness, now, my gallery of abominations! Behold with your eyes my decadent art and know who I am! I am Gilles de Rais! These lips of mine praise God! These lips of mine condemn God! Let my blasphemies overshadow this treacherous town!

[Muttering incantations from his spellbook, a purple wave of light scatters off into the lake. His magical energy begins to give birth to purple, tentacled creatures with myeriad eyes that begin to crawl out of the depths of the water. And at the center, a particularly taller creature begins to rise.

Caster stretches his arms out as he welcomes the birth of his new abominations just as he continues excitedly muttering his incantation. The tentacled creatures would attack anyone nearby indiscriminately, regardless of whether they have been forgotten or not. Caster begins to step closer into the cold lake, letting the waters and his creatures consume him.]

[Around Town]

[The creatures begin to spread around town with Caster walking at the very center of where most of them are focused in. He cannot command them, but he can guide them towards his targets and enemies. Anything that stands in the path of his legion may be attacked regardless of who or what they are.]

[Action: 462 Stone St.]

[Letting himself be consumed by a towering sea demon, Caster had intended to kill, ravage, and lay waste to everything around him. He wanted to let all the atrocities pile up to show the world and a certain person that a loving God is just an illusion. There exists only a cruel God who cared little for His creations. He cared so little that a man like Gilles de Rais was allowed to roam the earth, committing unspeakable acts, and left unpunished until the noblemen decided to act. God was not the one who judged him. It was man.

Consumed with hate for God and the injustice behind the execution of Jeanne d'Arc, a truly pure maiden with no flaws, Caster had transformed physically and mentally into a true monster. But within the monster's memories lie something else. Caster had experienced glory once before. He was once considered a heroic general who sided by Jeanne d'Arc and made the coronation of King Charles possible. The radiant light that shone through the stained glass of the Reims Cathedral manifested the glory that Caster would forever be carved in his heart even after his humiliations.

He remembered that light again. Basked in that light, Caster had met his end. He wakes up now in what seems to be a house resembling those in the twentieth century. As a Servant before dying, he was given knowledge of the modern era. This is certainly a house in the twentieth century, but it seemed different from the architecture of Fuyuki City. Certainly, he wasn't with Uryuu either. This house seemed... far too bright for a place they would reside in. Caster stepped out of his bed and walked outside towards the living room where he met... a child, a drone.]

Good morning, Daddy!

Da... daddy?

[A smile crept on Caster's face.]

Yes, my darling boy, your father is here... Come to my arms. Let's start our morning off with a hug.

[He stretches his arms out and as the child runs over to him, Caster wraps his arms around him and squeezes tight. He reaches an arm out towards the boy's head as if about to pat him. Grabbing him by the skull tightly, those close enough would hear the sounds of bone cracking. With one last loud tear, the drone boy is killed. Caster pulls the corpse away from him and stares it with his glass-like eyes.

This feeling... isn't as satisfying as it should have been.]

[Phone]

[For a while, you hear the sounds of breathing on the other line. An eerily calm voice then speaks after about twenty seconds have passed...]

A man who has rejected the cruel illusion of God's love has no place up in Heaven. There is only one place that I should be suited for, but even now, now after having been reborn already once, there is no punishment for my sins. I have built mountains after mountains from blasphemies, all effigies to that accursed God, and yet, there is no punishment for my sins.

... And now I have killed another child... Adding another sin to my soul. And yet, there is no punishment!

Am I not to be sent to Hell? Am I not to burn and shriek in everlasting, agonizing, and humiliating torture!?

[Another pause...]

No... Then even here, I will sin and blaspheme again, making a new mountain. One after another and show this world too... that there is no God that would dare punish me!