――He woke to the sensation of something rough brushing against his cheek.
His returning consciousness was wracked by a pervading sense of exhaustion, and his body felt so heavy that it might've been lead rather than blood running through his veins.
Prying open his dry, sticking lips to inhale, sharp pain and the taste of blood seeped into his mouth, while, inside his utterly-parched oral cavity, his tongue scampered about, seeking moisture from the liquid blood.
His limbs were sluggish, and his feverish head was barely functioning.
He lacked even the strength to force apart his eyelids, only managing to open them by rolling his heavy eyeballs.
And there,
[Subaru: ...it's you]
The moment color entered his vision, Subaru's eyes picked up a different hue of black than the darkness beneath his eyelids.
Exhaling breaths carrying the characteristic scent of living lifeforms, the creature had been consolingly licking Subaru while he slept.
It had a lustrous black body, its form slender and refined. Although sharp, there was a certain charm about its reptilian eyes, and its knife-like fangs could send one to eternal rest with only a single bite―― reaching out a red tongue from between those fangs to lick Subaru on the cheeks, it was Subaru's beloved dragon, Patrasche.
Seeing that the awakened Subaru had noticed her presence, Patrasche stopped her licking and sat down, waiting for his words. Apparently, the surprisingly dexterous dragon could bend her knees to sit down on the spot.
Seeing Patrasche before him, Subaru realized that he was sitting with his legs splayed on the ground and his back leaning against something hard. He tilted back his head to find a moss-covered stone wall behind him, and that he had woken near the entrance of the Tomb.
[Subaru: But, I was inside... why am I outside...?]
The established precedent was that he'd wake up from the Dream Citadel to find himself inside the Tomb.
If someone had gone in and pulled the unconscious Subaru out, then that'd be a different story, but the only two people in the Sanctuary who could enter the Tomb were Emilia and Garfiel.
The notion that either of them could have dragged Subaru outside wasn't terribly convincing.
[Subaru: Then again, I doubt I crawled out of there myself, so...]
"Who", he was about to mutter, when he was interrupted by the echo of another voice.
The voice came from behind Patrasche, from an approaching figure in the distance, dragging his feet and out of breath.
[???: OーY! P-Patrasche-chan, wait... hold on...! Hhha, hhha... I-if you really run away, it'll spell disaster for m... huh?]
The grey-haired young man―― Otto, stopped still with an expression of sheer relief at the sight of Patrasche. After he caught his breath, Otto tilted his head as he noticed Subaru beside her.
[Otto: Is that you, Natsuki-san? What're you doing out here?]
[Subaru: Can't you see? I'm moon-bathing. More like what're you doing out here? Depending on your answer, I'll see about turning you in to Garfiel]
[Otto: I don't know why you'd automatically assume I'm doing something devious, but me being out here at this hour with sweat dripping down my brows isn't entirely unrelated to you, Natsuki-san]
Seeing that it was Otto, Subaru jokingly glossed matters over as usual. Otto slumped his shoulders at Subaru's reply and shook his head as if saying "good grief".
[Subaru: It's not unrelated to me?]
[Otto: There was a big commotion, so I went to the stables to see what's going on, and there I found Patrasche-chan kicking up a great fuss. I thought maybe she's stressed out from being cooped up for so many days, so I unlatched the gates hoping to take her for a little stroll and...POW]
Making a big clap with his hands, Otto squinted at the dignified Patrasche. But Patrasche simply ignored him, keeping her gaze on Subaru.
[Otto: Why do I feel like I'm being completely disregarded… ugh nevermind. So anyway, she knocked me flying and dashed straight out of the stable. I was disoriented for a little while, but then I really panicked when I realized what serious trouble I'd be in as the one who let her escape… so that brings us to here]
[Subaru: And since she's come to me, you can relax now, huh]
[Otto: Yeah, no kidding. Natsuki-san, did you leave some kind of instruction for Patrasche-chan?]
[Subaru: Never had the time. I didn't even come to see her that much except to give her food...]
[Otto: Well that explains why she's so worried… You should've seen the way she rushed out of there]
[Subaru: ――――]
"Worry", hearing this word in Otto's muttering, Subaru's rebuttal suddenly clogged in his throat.
No way, the thought surged into his mind as he looked down at his body in search of evidence. And there, he found it.
On the right-shoulder of his jacket there were dented teeth-marks mingled with traces of saliva. The middle of Subaru's back was also plastered with dust as though he had been dragged over the ground.
[Subaru: Patrasche...]
[Patrasche: ――――]
Her round pupils focused on Subaru.
Seeing the dragon silently waiting for her master's words, Subaru inadvertently held his breath.
[Subaru: Did you… drag me out of the Tomb?]
Of course, there was no way for Patrasche to answer back with words. But, looking at Patrasche after seeing the dirt on his own body, Subaru noticed that her black skin was littered with lacerations.
Coated in resilient scales, it would be no easy task to damage the ground dragon's skin even with the appropriate tools. But it seemed to Subaru that these wounds were inflicted from the inside.
Then, he remembered.
――The Tomb would use its powers to expel those unqualified to take the Trials.
The wounds that confined Roswaal to his residence were inflicted the same way. When anyone without qualification trespasses inside, the Tomb would mercilessly bare its fangs―― which means,
[Subaru: Did you seriously… get yourself hurt to pull me out...?]
[Patrasche: ――――]
[Subaru: Why would you… do something so stupid... for me it's just waking up and walking out of there... that's it. You didn't have to get all flustered and hurt yourself pulling me out...]
The gashes carved into her skin were deep enough that the red flesh beneath her black scales was showing through, and just the sight of blood seeping from the gaps made Subaru want to wince in pain.
Patrasche's persistence in pulling Subaru outside in spite of her wounds―― was, quite frankly, pointless.
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Unable to understand the meaning of Patrasche's actions, Subaru dropped his gaze while the ground dragon brought her snout closer. Subaru, still sitting there with his legs powerlessly splayed out, felt its tough surface brushing over and over against the back of his neck.
The unspoken understanding he thought existed between them was in fact a one-way road, and their relationship was actually just him being cared for in various contexts.
[Subaru: Otto]
[Otto: Huh? What is it? You two look like you're having a nice moment, so I was thinking I should just leave so I don't get in the way...]
[Subaru: Can you… please ask Patrasche why she's helping me?]
Otto possessed the Divine Protection of Anima Whispering, which allowed him to speak with animals, bugs, and various other life forms. Naturally, that meant he could communicate with Patrasche as well.
What was Patrasche thinking when she pulled Subaru outside in spite of her injuries? ――What could be laying at the root of her actions unsettled him to no end.
But Otto frowned at Subaru's request, looking reluctant.
[Otto: Honestly, I'd rather not, Natsuki-san]
[Subaru: Don't say that, just please]
[Otto: From what I can guess from your mutterings to Patrasche-chan… Natsuki-san, you were just inside the Tomb taking the Trial, right? After this morning, I'd already vaguely suspected that you're qualified for the Trials, but, from the looks of it… you failed?]
[Subaru: ...Yeah, pretty much]
Though the intensity of his interactions with the Witches had muddled his memory, in this loop, Subaru had yet to tell the others about taking the First Trial. After revealing it only to Garfiel, he re-entered the Tomb to the Second Trial and the Witches' tea party.
The Trial wasn't the only reason he was so distraught, but Subaru saw no reason to correct Otto's misunderstanding and merely nodded his head.
Hearing this, Otto slumped his shoulders and let out an astonished sigh.
[Otto: I can imagine several reasons why you did that... but what you did was stupid, Natsuki-san. You got yourself hurt inside, and on top of that you worried your dragon and got us where we are now. Patrasche-chan has a keen intuition, and she must've sensed that something's happened to you. That's why she knocked me out of the way and rushed over... and her wounds couldn't have been unrelated, either]
[Subaru: ――――]
Otto followed the same train of thought to reach the same conclusion.
Subaru had figured as much. But the question was why did Patrasche go so far for him? That was what he wanted Otto to ask her.
[Otto: What. What's with that look? You mean you're actually serious about what you said?]
[Subaru: How about we flip this. Do I really look like I'm in a state to be joking right now?]
[Otto: I'm sure you'll find a way to tell terrible jokes even when you're ragged and torn, Natsuki-san. In this case, I would've been happier if you were joking. ――You really don't know?]
Before Subaru could refute that quiet question, he found himself overwhelmed by Otto's gaze.
It was almost a look of disbelief, as if Otto was looking down at Subaru like he was an idiot. So, was there something huge Subaru had overlooked, or what?
But finding no answers, Subaru only fidgeted, furrowing his brows and looking confused. Sweat rose on his forehead from the anxiety, but still nothing came to mind.
Seeing this, Otto sighed once again,
[Otto: My Divine Protection isn't as all-powerful as you think, Natsuki-san. While it can communicate ideas, that doesn't mean it can do translations. Even if what you say makes sense to me, I can't act as an intermediary and convey it to someone else, there's a tricky problem of nuance]
[Subaru: ――――]
[Otto: That look's totally saying "Do it anyway". Well, I can do it, but... I don't really… see the… point…]
Drooping his head, muttering in dissatisfaction, Otto nonetheless gave in to Subaru's request.
Otto approached Patrasche, who was still rubbing against Subaru with her snout, and gently stroked her jet-black back,
{Otto: ――――}
The sound that came out of Otto's opened mouth was scraping and shrill.
Bearing no resemblance to human speech, it was the product of the Divine Protection of Anima Whispering, which was converting his words into a cry that ground dragons could understand.
Patrasche lifted her head and answered in a similar screech. Hearing this, Otto opened his mouth again, and they went on exchanging these screeches, until,
[Otto: That's about it, but... uumnnn, it's kind of hard to find the proper words to communicate this. The way dragons express emotions is different from humans as well, so how do I explain this from only what I can understand...]
[Subaru: Stop playing around. Just tell me, please]
[Otto: It's not that I'm playing around... ugh, this is really problematic! I mean, it's really going to require an insane amount of consideration to get this right]
Scratching his head, Otto looked up several times as he deliberated, only to lower his head again to continue thinking while Subaru started impatiently fidgeting. Then, Otto sighed, and,
[Otto: Alright, here it is. I've chosen the words that… probably… will be the closest I can manage]
[Subaru: Right... so what did Patrasche say?]
[Otto: Mmmnn, it would be something like "Well don't make me say it out loud"]
[Subaru: ――huh?]
Subaru's eyes widened as Otto embarrassedly scratched his cheek.
Subaru waited a bit longer to see if Otto had anything else to say, but it didn't seem like any more words were coming. Seeing the dumbfounded Subaru, [Well], Otto went on,
[Otto: Patrasche-chan said "Well don't make me say it out loud". And in my opinion, that sounds about right]
[Subaru: Don't make me say... what…..?]
[Otto: Whichever way you take it, that's what it means. If I have to supplement it with my own opinion, it would be "Do I really have to tell you for you to understand this?". Something like that]
Seeing Subaru's confusion deepen, Otto held up a finger with [You listening?],
[Otto: When you don't know whether someone is in danger, but you couldn't bear standing still and rush out, paying no heed to your own injuries as you lend them your hand, then you stay at their side until they wake up, and finally give them a relieved smile when they wake―― I think whether it's a human or a dragon, when they do something like that for another person, it's pretty obvious what they're thinking]
[Subaru: a――]
[Otto: So even if you're not Patrasche-chan, you should know what "Don't make me say it" means. If you still can't tell from her attitude, then you're just way too daft. You're really lucky, aren't you?]
Hearing Otto's exasperated question, Subaru realized just how stupid he was.
He looked at Patrasche, still sitting at his side, and found her staring at him with the same relieved gaze. As if noticing the shift in his mind, she wagged her long tail and stood up,
[Patrasche: ――――]
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Once again, she brought her snout over, and Subaru's hand naturally moved to pat it.
Stroking his palm over her hard, craggy hide, Subaru's voice was trembling,
[Subaru: So, um... you, like me, huh]
[Patrasche: ――――]
[Subaru: You love me… that's why you're here for me… huh]
Something that had weighed on his chest suddenly dropped with a thunk.
Patrasche growled in reply, then violently rubbed her snout inside his palms as if to hide her embarrassment. Subaru furrowed his brows at the sensation scraping his skin, and, when he opened his mouth,
[Subaru: Ou.. a...]
[Otto: Natsuki-san?]
A droplet of heat rolled down his cheek.
It was a teardrop. For before he knew it, the tears that had abruptly welled up in his eyes overflowed. Quickly wiping it with his hand, it was too late to hide it. Otto already saw it.
[Otto: Are you… crying because you realized your ground dragon is attached to you… Natsuki-san....]
[Subaru: Nonono... that's not what this is... the timing's just lined up too well... ugh, just when I thought it didn't feel real, the answer suddenly flew into my mind when I wasn't prepared...]
The unfair timing of this revelation caused even more emotions to come flooding in even as Subaru desperately tried to restrain them.
Back at the Witches' tea party, Subaru had realized that he didn't want to die. And that just as much as he wanted to protect those he loved, he also wanted to be there alongside them in the end.
As for whether he was worthy enough for them to care about him, that was more difficult to say, and so he swore that he would find out.
And now, there was Patrasche's unconditional loyalty.
Being hit with something like this before he had done anything, what was he supposed to do?
The answer to the question he had been agonizing over, Patrasche had just given it to him alongside his awakening.
At least to Patrasche, Subaru was precious enough that, when she sensed he was in a nightmare, she rushed there to pull him out even though it meant injuring herself to do it.
[Subaru: Didn't think I'd be getting this lesson from you. ――Thank you, Patrasche]
Answering the loyalty she was directing at him, Subaru filled his strokes with sentiment as he patted Patrasche. And, standing still, Patrasche resolutely stretched out her neck to savor his touch. All the while, she was swaying her tail in indication of her happiness.
[Otto: Now that you've reconfirmed your bond with Patrasche-chan, are you alright, Natsuki-san?]
[Subaru: Yeah, that helped a lot, thank you. ...Am I alright?]
[Otto: I mean physically and mentally. The Trial must've been really hard on you, right? You looked like you were almost crying from loneliness, and Emilia-sama was the same way]
Just when Subaru was about to refute Otto's observation, he realized just how frail he must have been, and did not say anything. Instead, his thoughts turned to Emilia,
[Subaru: It wasn't easy, that's for sure. But I think it was easier on me than it was on Emilia. More importantly, since you were worried about me... does that mean you love me too?]
[Otto: Can you please refrain from turning it into something repulsive!? There're lines you shouldn't cross even if you're feeling lonely! Is Patrasche-chan not enough for you that now you have to ask that question to anyone you meet?]
[Subaru: Can't I? Honestly, right now I'm right on the fence about whether or not to give myself validation here, so I'd like to get one more encouraging message please]
[Otto: Right, right, good to see you're back to your usual self... My worries for you were purely out of consideration for our future cooperation, I hope you don't misunderstand]
Scowling at the warning signs of Subaru's returning eccentricity, Otto threw up his arms, saying this.
"Future cooperation" was a rather pretentious way to put it, but for Otto, who would like to clearly maintain his standing as a merchant, this was a necessary thing to say.
[Otto: My acquaintance with you, Natsuki-san, is purely to preserve cordial relations with Margrave Mathers. Should any problems arise on that front, or if it starts to looks like my life is in danger, I'll be scurrying away as fast as my legs can take me. I'd like you to remember that]
Making that rather unfeeling statement, what Otto said was not so much heartless as it was already the implicit understanding between them. The fact that Otto kept going out of his way to say it only showed that he was a kind person at heart, late as it is to mention this.
[Subaru: Right, yeah. You'd... actually, no]
Just as Subaru was about to accept Otto's realist remark with a nod, he stopped.
Listening to him just now, a sense of awryness scraped across his chest.
Then, arriving at the answer instantly, [haa] Subaru sighed.
[Otto: ...What is it?]
[Subaru: I just remembered. Yeah, remembered… remembered]
Nodding several times in front of the confused-looking Otto, Subaru held his hand to his head and tilted back his neck.
Subaru and Otto had operated together many times in these loops inside the Sanctuary. Each time, Subaru had seen him.
And because Subaru had seen him,
[Subaru: You'll scurry away at the first sign of danger... huh]
[Otto: Yeah, you bet. It's obvious, isn't it? There's no reason for me to extend my concerns to you or anyone else. Where there's life, there's hope, as they say...]
[Subaru: You wouldn't run]
[Otto: ――huh?]
As Otto tried to take a realist's stance by assuming this frivolous tone, Subaru muttered.
Seeing Otto's eyes widen, Subaru looked at him straight on, and said,
[Subaru: ――You wouldn't leave me and run, Otto]
Otto had snuck into a hidden building guarded by a violence-ready Garfiel to help Subaru.
And he had resisted the beastified Garfiel alongside the villagers to stop it from devouring Subaru.
Even as he dressed himself in heartless words and pretended to be a bad person, Subaru knew that he wasn't.
That's because,
[Subaru: Otto. ――You're my friend]
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After receiving that pep talk from Otto and Patrasche, Subaru's heart was temporarily brought back from the depths of the abyss.
Quite frankly, there was a lot about the events inside the Dream Citadel that he still hadn't swallowed down, but nevertheless, he must chew them and turn them into strength.
[Subaru: Well… won't be getting any help from Echidona anymore...]
The Witch of Greed Echidona had put up a friendly facade as she observed Subaru's struggles. But after their final exchange, he was now convinced that that wasn't all of it, and that Witches are creatures who never stray from their principles.
This was made painfully clear by the other five Witches―― Sekhmet, Daphne, Camilla, Typhon, and Minerva. In Subaru's eyes, they certainly weren't evil beings. But by no means would he call them virtuous.
This was true even for Minerva, whose very creed was to heal others. The way she rushed with self-abandon to heal him, despite losing her arm and legs, was more horrific than noble.
As for the final Witch, Satella―― he would much rather not think about her for now.
His feelings for Satella, those incomprehensible emotions surging inside him: he instinctively knew that seeking their answers now, when he was so pressed for time, would be dangerous.
And those final words they exchanged at their parting. The last he saw of Satella―― just remembering her in that moment sent the insides of his chest into a frenzy, as if his heart would tear itself out.
And so, Subaru consciously avoided thinking about Satella, and instead directed his thoughts to other matters. That is, the last bit of advice Echidona had given him, and the question of whether he should take Satella at her word.
[Subaru: Be kinder to myself… it's easy to say, but...]
From meeting Satella, and through the experience of the First and Second Trials, Subaru was made aware of the fact that those he wished to save from death would also grieve over his. ――And that, in his heart of hearts, he didn't want to die.
But then, what could he do? Nothing had changed the fact that he had no other weapon at his disposal.
The multitudes of problems waiting to be solved hadn't gone away. In fact, the number of people he could rely on to help him had only decreased.
Though his heart had slightly gotten back on his feet, everything else had only degraded rather than improved.
[Subaru: Rely on the people who care about me... how am I supposed to do that...]
Just be honest and ask them for help. That's probably what she meant.
But the one forbidding him from telling others was none other than Satella―― or, judging from the flow of the conversation, the one forbidding any mention of Return by Death was probably the persona of the Witch of Envy. Perhaps, Satella had different ideas than her alternate personality. And, in that final whisper――
[Subaru: ――Ugh, I already said this isn't the time to be thinking about this]
Noticing that his thoughts were once again drifting towards Satella, Subaru stepped on the brakes.
What he needed to do was find to concrete plans to solve his problems.
[Subaru: Garfiel is… afraid of the outside world... huh]
That was Echidona's last piece of advice, and possibly the information needed to break through this situation.
Garfiel had practically confessed that he had taken the first Trial, and Echidona's words had confirmed it.
The question was, what did he see in his past that made him afraid of the outside world?
The trauma of not being able to follow Frederica out of the Sanctuary to live in Roswaal's Mansion couldn't be unrelated to this.
But Subaru doubted Garfiel would divulge it freely if he asked him upfront.
[Subaru: Which means I'll have to get it out of someone who knows... Frederica or Lewes-san were both pretty tight-lipped about it...]
If Frederica's words could be believed, then she was unable to follow Garfiel into the Tomb, and consequently, she would not be in a position to know the contents of the Trial. Lewes, on the other hand, or at least the Lewes clone who ran in to drag him out, had taken the Trial. There was a good chance that she might know the details of Garfiel's Trial.
[Subaru: As much as I hate to do it... the most reliable plan would be getting the Command Authority from the Lewes Meyer crystal and ordering her to tell me]
Not even the leader of the clones and the representative of the Sanctuary, Lewes, could disobey an order from the one holding the Command Authority. Even if it went against her wishes, he could force her to do it.
And more than just information, it would also mean obtaining the support of twenty-odd accomplices. At least, that was how he tried to convince himself.
[Subaru: ――――]
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The image of the Sanctuary in flames, overrun by a horde of white rabbits, rose in his mind. As well as the wretched memory of ordering the Lewes-clones to protect him as he ran.
I must get to Emilia's side. With that as his justification, Subaru mindlessly gave his order as he sprinted, wound-ridden, into the Tomb.
He had never regretted or reflected on his actions after the fact, but now that he looked back on it with a clear head, the callousness of his deed horrified him.
Especially now that he realized that it was out of his own pathetic desire not to die.
Was there a more arrogant, more shameless way he could have sent those girls to their deaths? Even though he insisted that he didn't want to, he couldn't trust himself anymore.
[Subaru: My head's a mess... I'm going too far into the negatives, damn it. My brain's gonna explode if I keep thinking like this. Let's go one by one, and eliminate the things that I can eliminate]
Questions and answers, untangle the problems. Start clearing them one at a time and then connect all the answered questions into a bigger solution.
Approach the problems so that it leads to a positive outcome. First,
[Subaru: Since I've passed the First Trial, I should be the one to liberate the Sanctuary. There's no need to put any more burdens on Emilia. Or rather, since any more pressure would break her state of mind, that has to be avoided at all costs]
He could remember Emilia sweetly drawing closer in the snow-covered Sanctuary.
It was obviously the result of her mind breaking as she repeatedly challenged the Trial. Nothing good can come from making her face the Trials anymore.
[Subaru: Clearing the Trials will be my problem... which brings us to the Second Trial. I managed to survive it, but... does that mean I passed?]
The presents that were not to be―― just as the name suggests, are worlds that would have been if a different choice had been made. The Second Trial was precisely to experience such Parallel Worlds.
To anyone other than Subaru, it might simply have been an exploration of alternate paths that the world could have taken. But, to Subaru alone, the Trial truly bared its fangs.
Subaru was shown the continuations of the worlds in which he had failed.
Facing him was a myriad of regrets, consequences, and grief-stricken laments for his "Death".
Taking them into his eyes and soaking them into his skin, Subaru's heart was shattered to pieces.
Even now, recalling it sent chills coursing through his body and assaulted his limbs with inescapable numbness.
And, just when he was swallowed by the shrieking of his own heart, he was summoned to the Citadel of Dreams―― so now the question is, did he pass the Trial or not?
It doesn't look like he passed.
But then, what would he have to do to clear the Second Trial? Unlike the First Trial, he couldn't figure it out at all.
[Subaru: Just thinking about it won't get me anywhere. ...I just have to do the things that I can do]
Shaking his head and clenching his indecisive heart, Subaru stood up. He pressed his hand against the mossy wall behind him and peered into the dark entrance of the Tomb.
He had been pondering here alone, with neither Patrasche or Otto at his side.
Embarrassed by the sheer stupidity of their last exchange, he had asked Otto to bring Patrasche back to the stables. In the end, although it consoled him to see Patrasche's concerned gaze as she left, Subaru needed some time alone to sort over the various thoughts on his mind.
[Subaru: The primary problems that need addressing are the Sanctuary and the Mansion. In the Sanctuary are the Trials, Garfiel, and the Great Rabbit. In the Mansion are Beatrice and Elsa... I'm fighting on too many fronts here]
With not a single solution in sight, he was just about falling into despair. But this was no time to be despairing. He must steadily eliminate his problems, one at a time―― while no longer treating his life as if it were disposable.
[Subaru: First is to confirm the status of the Trials. If the Second Trial has just started then all's well, but if it's completed and the Third Trial has started, that's even better]
At least, if he could remove the Barrier sooner, that would help the situation greatly. He should start thinking about how to move Garfiel as well. In the worst case, when the Great Rabbit attacks, they'll be able to escape outside. Even Garfiel wouldn't be so stubborn when he is faced with the Great Rabbit.
Removing the Barrier would move the problems of the Sanctuary closer to resolution.
Thinking to this point, a faint glimmer of hope opened before Subaru's eyes, bringing with it relief.
He had been racking his brain over the endless problems, but now he finally saw something that could be leading to the answer.
[Subaru: ――――]
Standing at the entrance of the Tomb, Subaru held his breath as he gazed into the darkness of the stone corridor.
If he enters, the Trial would start, and he may be faced with another present that was not to be. Subaru could never get used to those scenes, no matter how many times he saw them.
But he knew that he was not allowed to ignore or forget them.
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If he cannot escape, then he must face that challenge.
Subaru inhaled a deep breath, held it inside, and stepped forward.
Venturing into the Tomb, he would challenge the Trials and release the Sanct――
[Subaru: ――――!?]
The moment he stepped inside, a sensation swept over him like a punch to the skull.
The pain was like needles stabbing directly into his brain as light scattered before his vision while his legs gave way. His upper body toppled, and, unable to stand, Subaru collapsed on the spot.
Intense nausea surged up, wrenching out the contents of his stomach as he choked on its bile. He coughed, but no matter how much he did so his body would not be appeased.
Alarms, alarms, the alarm bells were ringing.
Caught in this cycle of discord and dissonance, Subaru panted as he tumbled towards the Tomb's exterior. Instinctively, he knew. If he takes one step deeper inside, the torment racking his body would explode in ferocity.
[Subaru: U, gh... hha, ph, ua]
Tumbling out of the Tomb and throwing his hands onto the grass, Subaru puked over and over.
The moment his body completely exited the Tomb, the agony tormenting his body fell away. The headache, the nausea, the numbness of his limbs all faded as Subaru looked up with his teary eyes,
[Subaru: A… ugh... what was… that...?]
He looked to the entrance, but just as he reached out his hand to crawl towards it, a primordial rejection rose inside him.
It wasn't in fear of the trauma from the Trial or anything of the sort. ――It was simply that he understood that the Tomb had rejected him.
[Subaru: What, is...]
It rejected him. Understanding this, Subaru immediately realized what had happened to him.
Patrasche was injured when she went inside to bring him out. Roswaal was severely wounded when he went in to challenge the Trials. The Tomb rejects those who lack the qualifications to challenge the Trials. And it had just done so to Subaru.
[Subaru: That can't be... I mean, that would...]
Standing up, tottering, Subaru mustered the courage to face the Tomb once more.
But, in just one step, the moment his foot entered the headache and nausea returned as the overwhelming malaise crushed him so that he couldn't even stand.
[Subaru: Hha... hha, hhah...h]
Stumbling back drawing ragged breaths, Subaru pulled away from the entrance of the Tomb. This attempt only confirmed what he had already realized.
[Subaru: That… vile...]
Floating into his mind was the white-haired Witch in her funerary dress.
At their parting, surely, she was asking Subaru,
"Will you take my hand, or will you take Satella's?"
And Subaru turned down her hand to choose Satella's.
If this was her revenge for his choice, then that's just far too――
[Subaru: And just when I thought...!]
In the very, very end, that apparent gesture of goodwill that had made him almost think fondly of her,
{Echidona: ――You're not wrong in the least?}
Hearing the mischievous voice of the Witch he should not be hearing, he turned his head to the sky,
[Subaru: Revoking my qualifications... you said nothing about this, ECHIDONAAA!!!]
――Natsuki Subaru had lost the qualifications to challenge the Trials to liberate the Sanctuary.
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