BlazBlue:Bloodedge Experience Part 2 Extra Chapter
| Illustrations |
| Prologue:Rebirth |
| Chapter 7: Siblings |
| Chapter 8: Thought and Felt |
| Chapter 9: Intervention |
| Chapter 10: Encounter |
| Chapter 11: Fusion |
| Epilogue |
| Extra Chapter: Fragments |
| Afterword |
If the Azure weaves a story, it simultaneously unravels another.
This is a small fragment of a story that has been retold countless times. A delicate snag in a story that branches out in many directions. A faint splash of a story folded over in layers. A story that has many beginnings and many endings, yet is still intertwined in a complex way.
The hands of the clock turn slightly backward.
The full moon hung like a gaping hole in the night sky, which seemed to spread deep darkness.
It was around dinner time. Ignoring the busy flow of people, two men stood on the rooftop of an old apartment building near Shinkawahama Station.
One was a sharp-eyed man with a rough appearance and a sturdy build, wearing a stiff suit that didn't quite suit his menacing appearance. Valkenhayn Hellsing.
The other was a man with a refined physique, golden hair, and pale skin. However, his eyes were covered with a black band, creating a strange aura about him. This man was Relius Clover.
They were looking at a building under construction, two streets away. They were looking at the rooftop where construction scaffolding had been set up.
Until just a moment ago, a battle had secretly taken place there, one that would determine the boundary of the world and the fate of a young boy. But now the curtain had fallen, and the performers had left the stage. Now people from the Mitsurugi Agency gathered to clean up the mess.
Relius watched the scene for a while, then lost interest and looked away, his eyes covered by a black blindfold. His gaze drifted to the ground. There, lying at his feet, was a girl. She was dressed in a pale pink and purple kimono, her long hair sprawled out. She was unconscious, lying limply, and next to her lay the weapon she had used—a katana.
"...Kiiro has successfully installed the Murakumo Unit..." As he looked down at the limp girl, Relius muttered to himself. It was a comment not meant for anyone to hear, but even a single low, raspy word was enough to reach the beastman standing beside him. Valkenhayn frowned at the unfamiliar words and turned to Relius with a glare.
"Murakumo Unit? What's that?" He also wanted to ask why his partner had retrieved the girl lying at his feet, but he decided not to ask. He didn't think he would get a pleasant answer. Relius replied in a cool, emotionless voice. "A Sister Observer weapon... in other words, a weapon created to kill gods."
"Kill gods? What nonsense..." Valkenhayn snorted and turned his back to the building under construction. "Enough of this. Let's get out of here." Urged by the irritated voice, Relius also began to walk away.
But just then, the door to the rooftop forcefully swung open. A boy jumped out. He was tall and thin boy, probably around the same age as Naoto Kurogane. However, instead of the student uniform like Naoto, he was wearing a black suit similar to Relius'. He also wore a black hat that seemed to be tailored to match the suit.
"Ah, here you are. I've been looking for you, Relius Clover." As soon as he found Relius, the boy in the suit dramatically patted his chest. Neither Relius nor Valkenhayn knew the boy. But the fact that he knew their names made Valkenhayn step forward with caution.
"Who are you?" He asked, frowning suspiciously as he glared at the boy. The boy had a gentle-looking face. But the way he smiled, raising the corners of his mouth as he looked back at Valkenhayn, somehow gave an unsettling feeling.
"Ah, well... how should I put this? I was told by the Mitsurugi Agency in fall to follow Relius’s instructions, but... wasn’t that mentioned to you?" He tilted his head as if puzzled and raised both hands. Every gesture of his further irritated Valkenhayn. But Relius, on the other hand, was observing the boy intently through his belt, whether or not he was listening to the boy's story.
"Hmm... interesting form," he finally muttered.
"What is?" The boy asked, tilting his head to the other side, but Relius didn’t answer. He appeared to be deep in his observations, and Valkenhayn let out a frustrated sigh.
Then, a muffled murmur reached the wolf's ears. The voice seemed to belong to the boy. But the voice was unusually low and seemed to carry an unsettling, ominous tone.
"Anyway, I've finally 'found you'..."
Whether or not Relius heard the boy's murmured words under his hat, he showed no concern as he spoke up.
"What's your name?"
The boy gave a weak, insincere smile. "Name... huh. Well, I don't really care about names."
Valkenhayn scowled at the boy's carefree expression. "Are you mocking us?"
"Not at all! Ah, right. Please, just call me..." He straightened up, a smile curling on his lips, and with a deep bow, he said, "Call me 'Hazama'."
With that, the boy picked up his black hat and took a deep, clownish bowed bow.
This is a thread that was never meant to be written, woven between stories.
A summer inserted that only those who can see can see, and only those who know can know.
Somewhere that is not here... a distorted note of a disturbing overture that leads to another story of the Azure.
And the night of the full moon comes to an end.
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