Pandora Hearts
With Pandora and the Baskervilles in a race to discover the whereabouts of the seals that secure Glen Baskerville's body, Oz and his friends are caught up in the ensuing fury of this ruthless hunt. Amidst this chaos, Oscar Vessalius organizes a brief respite for his beloved nephew and his companions in the form of an outdoor tea party. When Oscar surprises all present with an impromptu group photograph, the memory of their fleeting peace together is captured in time so as to never be forgotten. If only such memories could be made to last forever by the simple act of wishing...
Vessalius makes his high-society debut at the manor of Isla Yura intending to investigate the potential location of one of the stone seals that Pandora seeks. But over the festivities and the secrets that swirl behind the masks of the merrymakers hangs a cloying scent of intrigue. And when the blood-blackened hand of a demon unexpectedly descends on those gathered, a waltz of madness begins... as if heralding anew an all-too-familiar tragedy...
Vessalius makes his high-society debut at the manor of Isla Yura intending to investigate the potential location of one of the stone seals that Pandora seeks. But over the festivities and the secrets that swirl behind the masks of the merrymakers hangs a cloying scent of intrigue. And when the blood-blackened hand of a demon unexpectedly descends on those gathered, a waltz of madness begins... as if heralding anew an all-too-familiar tragedy...
Just when it seems the tragedy of Sablier is on the verge of recurring at Isla Yura's residence, the sinister blade of the Headhunter swings once more. From the darkness where the mysteries of Fianna's House and Humpty Dumpty converge, one truth will come to light: an unmoving reality that is itself so shocking, it seems like an illusion...Will Oz and his allies ever recover?
Just when it seems the tragedy of Sablier is on the verge of recurring at Isla Yura's residence, the sinister blade of the Headhunter swings once more. From the darkness where the mysteries of Fianna's House and Humpty Dumpty converge, one truth will come to light: an unmoving reality that is itself so shocking, it seems like an illusion...Will Oz and his allies ever recover?
Brother, master, friend... There once was an impure soul who, unknowingly, sealed a contract with Humpty Dumpty in the dark bowels of Sablier. But the time has come for him to face both his true self and his sins. Reexamining the events that have led him to this juncture, he comes to a realization and, choosing to stand by his convictions, decides on a course of action...as though it may yet save him somehow...
Brother, master, friend... There once was an impure soul who, unknowingly, sealed a contract with Humpty Dumpty in the dark bowels of Sablier. But the time has come for him to face both his true self and his sins. Reexamining the events that have led him to this juncture, he comes to a realization and, choosing to stand by his convictions, decides on a course of action...as though it may yet save him somehow...
Oz. Leo. Inescapable tragedy assaults and binds the two. He is no more. That simple truth tears their hearts apart like castles of sand caving in . . . But will history repeat itself when, in the midst of their sorrow, the two are pitted against each other in a struggle that could end in catastrophe?
Oz. Leo. Inescapable tragedy assaults and binds the two. He is no more. That simple truth tears their hearts apart like castles of sand caving in . . . But will history repeat itself when, in the midst of their sorrow, the two are pitted against each other in a struggle that could end in catastrophe?
The earnest emotions of one man cross the divides of space and time, laying bare his life, which was long hidden in the depths of memory. But when these revelations come to pass, the reality Oz has known begins to change and shift into something wholly bewildering. Could the desire in one man's heart have been the very darkness gnawing at everything all along...?
The earnest emotions of one man cross the divides of space and time, laying bare his life, which was long hidden in the depths of memory. But when these revelations come to pass, the reality Oz has known begins to change and shift into something wholly bewildering. Could the desire in one man's heart have been the very darkness gnawing at everything all along...?
The tragedy that befell a bustling city a hundred years earlier. Eyes of ill omen. Stone seals. The warped gears that began turning long ago play out a requiem for one who was much loved. The solemn sound of the dirge colors the world that hears its notes a melancholy gray...as though it was always meant to be...
The tragedy that befell a bustling city a hundred years earlier. Eyes of ill omen. Stone seals. The warped gears that began turning long ago play out a requiem for one who was much loved. The solemn sound of the dirge colors the world that hears its notes a melancholy gray...as though it was always meant to be...
Pandora, now under the control of Leo and the Baskervilles, bears witness as the truth of the being known as Oz Vessalius is exposed for all to see. Amidst the warped tragedy that plays out mercilessly, one who has lost everything catches a glimpse of the ridiculous fairy tale contrived by a living ghost, as though a forbidden box has just been opened...
Pandora, now under the control of Leo and the Baskervilles, bears witness as the truth of the being known as Oz Vessalius is exposed for all to see. Amidst the warped tragedy that plays out mercilessly, one who has lost everything catches a glimpse of the ridiculous fairy tale contrived by a living ghost, as though a forbidden box has just been opened...
The pathetic farce that has unfolded in earnest is no more than an absurd yarn spun by the man who caused the Tragedy of Sablier by following his heart's desires. The players in his tale begin dancing with abandon, their emotions bottled up inside, as though they are marionettes manipulated by a master puppeteer . . .
The pathetic farce that has unfolded in earnest is no more than an absurd yarn spun by the man who caused the Tragedy of Sablier by following his heart's desires. The players in his tale begin dancing with abandon, their emotions bottled up inside, as though they are marionettes manipulated by a master puppeteer . . .
What I have granted them...is the "possibility" of survival. "I want you to be 'happy.'" One man's parting wish succeeds in awakening Oz's heart, long held captive in the depths of his own soul, as though breaking all the chains that bind him...
What I have granted them...is the "possibility" of survival. "I want you to be 'happy.'" One man's parting wish succeeds in awakening Oz's heart, long held captive in the depths of his own soul, as though breaking all the chains that bind him...
Where in the world are you? This question is posed to Oz Vessalius once more. After overcoming the chains of infinite despair that bind him, the answer at which he arrives becomes a blinding light, piercing through the jet-black darkness. As though hope can be spun out of the emotions of a person's heart...
Where in the world are you? This question is posed to Oz Vessalius once more. After overcoming the chains of infinite despair that bind him, the answer at which he arrives becomes a blinding light, piercing through the jet-black darkness. As though hope can be spun out of the emotions of a person's heart...
REMEMBER...WHAT IT IS YOU TRULY DESIRE--! Duldum and Duldee, two hearts struggling against each other. They are interchangeable, but far from ordinary, reverberations. The irreversible final moment closes in, a result of a seemingly hopeless wish. As if it was the beginning of the end...
REMEMBER...WHAT IT IS YOU TRULY DESIRE--! Duldum and Duldee, two hearts struggling against each other. They are interchangeable, but far from ordinary, reverberations. The irreversible final moment closes in, a result of a seemingly hopeless wish. As if it was the beginning of the end...
Someone once said that all they would find there was darkness that swallowed everything whole. But that never meant that light was nowhere to be found-- They finally arrive at an answer to the question of how to save their world. It is the product of many months, even years. Cruel yet kind, it is a simple formula. Now, led on by the cogs of destiny, it spells the end of but one story...as if it were no more than a ridiculous fairy tale.
Someone once said that all they would find there was darkness that swallowed everything whole. But that never meant that light was nowhere to be found-- They finally arrive at an answer to the question of how to save their world. It is the product of many months, even years. Cruel yet kind, it is a simple formula. Now, led on by the cogs of destiny, it spells the end of but one story...as if it were no more than a ridiculous fairy tale.