I've been an Unfest for so long. I've tried to be humble...reflect on my misdeeds, but I can't change my nature.

I can't see all these Crushed Souls without wanting to kill them.

Player: "Yes, wretched creatures."

And, after all, it might be wise to do something useful if I want the governor's forgiveness, don't you think?

If I kill Crushed Souls, collect their remains, and send them to the governor, he'll think "My, even as an Unfest, Ladacus still acts like a Daeva!"

If I could soften his heart, he might finally end my suffering.

Player: "Great idea!"

Well, there's a hitch. If I go near them, they scatter into the air!

They'd be easy prey, but I can't even get close to them without my wings.

I hoped you would help me, Player.

Player: Accept.

Really? Wonderful! Kill Crushed Souls and bring seven Bracers as evidence.

That many victories should convince the governor of my sincerity.

And I will wait right here for you, Player.

Player: "Sit tight, Ladacus!"

Did you bring the Bracers? I miss hunting down Crushed Souls. If I was my old self, I'd have needed no help. Before I fell, I could have vanquished a Crushed Soul with each flick of my sword.

Oh, never mind. Please give me the wrist protectors.

Player: "Here. Will these do?"

I really need you to kill some Crushed Souls and bring me seven Bracers.

Without them I'll be an Unfest forever!

Player: "I'll get them."

Thank you very much, Player!

I'll send these to the governor right away. And I'll add a letter begging his forgiveness.

You saw past my mistakes and helped me. I won't forget it.