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Violet Evergarden
Gavin Edwards
Jackson Clark
Given they already have chibi Violet 3d model, will VEG have comedy BD specials like Kyoukai no Kanata, Chu2 etc.?
Bentley Hill
Ashen snow danced about nimbly. It all started with a single flake, morphing into several others flocking together and eventually covering the soil. For villages that had not prepared for colder periods, travelers crossing highways on foot, and fields and mountains where vestiges of autumn still lingered, the manifestations of winter made its power known.
Why did the four seasons exist? There was no one that could possibly answer such question, yet it was incontestable that said seasons were necessary, since they repeatedly regulated life and death and assisted the world’s cycle so that it would not delay.
In the middle of a certain battlefield, a girl observed the sky. As the white cold substance slowly floated down, the girl asked the Lord beside her, “What is that?”
“That’s snow, Violet.” taking off his gloves that smelled of gunpowder smoke, the Lord held an open hand in front of her. A flake descended onto it and soon liquefied.
The girl let out a puff at the oddness of the sight. For the first time, she attempted saying the name of the substance that had dissolved in her Lord’s hand, “Snow…” Hers was the intonation of a small child that had just started to learn words.
“That’s right, ‘snow’.”
“Are there… types of snow that melt… and types that don’t?” the girl turned towards a dead body on the ground that still held onto a weapon. Snow amassed over it like a coat of powdered sugar.
There was not only one corpse. Around the area the two found themselves in, countless soldiers’ bodies were scattered all over the frigid earth, as if they had been abandoned without so much as graves to reside in.
“The one on Major’s hand melted. The one on those corpses… did not.” she pointed at them with the battle-axe in her hand.
Making no comment on her lighthearted attitude towards the deceased, the Lord merely lowered the weapon down. “Snow fluxes when it comes in contact with warmth. If it falls onto cold things, it merely piles up. Give me your hand.”
Bentley Bailey
The girl did exactly as told. As the Lord removed her glove, which was of the same color as his own, her pale hand was exposed. Snow fell onto her porcelain-like skin as well, turning into water. For a second, the girl, whose doll-like face lacked emotion, widened her eyes.
“It melted…” She exhaled again with a, “Hooh…”
One could not discern the expression on the Lord’s gaze as he watched her reaction from the side. He seemed just as aloof. Once he wiped the droplet on her hand with a finger, he added, “As it evidently would.”
“Is that so? I thought… it might not melt on my hand.”
The envoys of ice that cascaded from the sky continuously touched the girl’s hand and the Lord’s one that grasped it, melting onto the two palms of different sizes.
“So I, too, am warm.” The girl stated the obvious with the tone of someone that had just witnessed a miracle.
“You are… alive. That’s why you are warm.”
“But… I was often told that… I seem to be made of ice.”
“By whom?”
Henry Ross
“Well… they might be amongst those that perished…”
With just a glance, it could be noted that, amongst the heaps of dead bodies that lay on the prairie, some wore the same uniform as the girl and the Lord. The girl displayed no signs of sorrow or pain at that fact. Winter wind blew strongly in the space between the two of them with a whistle.
“From now on, report to me whenever you are insulted.”
Surely, the girl had not thought of it as an insult. Even now, it seemed she had not completely understood what exactly she was supposed to report, but nodded earnestly, then stared at the Lord’s face the same way she had observed the snow melt. Upon noticing some of it accumulating on his shoulders, she automatically stretched her arm to dust it off.
“Snow… erases other colors when it piles up, does it not?”
The Lord caught her hand, putting the glove back on it. “Yes. Not just colors, but also sounds.”
The girl’s hand gradually grew warm. It was due to the heat granted by the glove. “Is that so?” She peeked into the emerald green orbs that meant everything to her. In them was reflected an expressionless, spectacularly beautiful girl soldier covered in blood. “If it snowed… in the whole world…” the girl paused for a moment, “it would become harder for people to kill each other.” She asked after examining the Lord’s face again, “Would that erase Major’s worries as well?”
“Violet,” the Lord answered as though to lecture the innocent girl, “to erase something… means simply to hide it, not solve it.”
Matthew Gonzalez
“I love flowers,” writes Akatsuki Kana on her bio on the second volume of Violet Evergarden, “and I love poetry. But the most fun I have writing is war scenes.”
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Immediately, the girl aimed the mechanical bow and shot an iron arrow. It perfectly hit the handle of the axe stuck in the prisoner’s head. With the impact of the arrow, the blade was buried further into his cranium. The prisoner continued screaming until he collapsed backwards with an agonized, painful expression.
All chatter ceased.
Without paying the crowd any mind, the girl moved her petite feet in the direction of the convulsing prisoner, aiming the bow towards his torso and firing another arrow as she drew closer. It was a ruthless, precise, mechanical murder. The iron arrow pierced his chest and took his life away for good.
The girl retrieved the axe from the corpse and swung it lightly downwards, the blood and fat on the blade splashed onto the floor. She also seemed familiar with the successive pattern of collecting the iron arrows and repositioning them. Although her frame was of a young child when she stood still, her image was that of a skilled hunter when she moved.
No one had foreseen that the rug laid on the training ground would be stained with the prisoners’ blood. But from then on, that place would be covered in it. A girl soldier who would engrave her name in the history of Leidenschaftlich’s army was about to be born. As the spectators fearfully embraced that premonition, their stares focused on Gilbert.
He stood up, leaning his body against the security rail. Once more, he gave the order, yelling on top of his lungs, “Kill!!”
The girl moved like an automated doll. She sped up, her small body progressively lowering. Again, she threw the axe, still glistening with blood, into the vital point of one of them.
Eli Parker
The prisoners then separated into those who scattered off and those who charged at her wielding their batons in spite of being overwhelmed. The ones that ran away were shot merciless and repeatedly in the head by the arrows. The brave ones cooperated with one another and surrounded the girl. It seemed they planned to corner her and beat her to death. They attacked in unison, trying to steal her weapons.
But such scheme was a mistake.
In the meantime that the girl could not be seen through the gaps between their bodies, the prisoners screamed and rolled onto the floor. Their ankles had been hit, and it was not a random attack – she stabbed and slashed them over and over. Such tactic could be executed due to the girl’s effective flexibility. Her figure as she stood with the knife in hand in the middle of the fallen ones was horrifyingly extraordinary, like a fairy conceived from petals of blood.
As a prisoner attempted to escape while dragging his feet, she rushed to grab his head from behind and tear his throat with the knife, silently ending his life. Her hand movements were similar to that of a chef decapitating fish and chickens. She then turned to the prisoners waiting to be dismantled, murdering them one by one. In the process, the knife eventually became unusable and she could not kill with anything except the batons.
“No! No! No!”
“She’s a monster! Help us! Hey, please help us!”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Anthony Flores
The one originally meant to serve as bait for such a homicidal game had been the girl. However, he had also not wished for her to be the only one breathing in the end. After all the prisoners had been killed, had they been insufficient as the girl stared straight at referee who watched everything while holding a gun?
The frightened referee pointed the gun at her, but whether he could kill her or not was debatable. Whatever weapon was used to confront her, the chances of winning were slim. She was absolute. Her fighting techniques using multiple weapons compensated for her lesser physical power. Her outstanding skills were superior to brute strength.
Where had she learned all of that and what did she use to do? Even if she could talk, one could not hope for a decent answer.
Her assassination techniques made clear that she had a gift for conquering things through butcher. Not even being outnumbered was an issue. The audience of that ‘show’ was enraptured by her and could not help but applaud her wonderful talent. She was a prodigy. If any gods that controlled death existed, surely she was dearly loved by them.
The little killer who had obeyed the commands of her Lord directed her gaze at Gilbert. Blue and green eyes met.
“Stop.” He shook his head at the girl. As he did so, she dropped the baton she had been holding and knelt down on the spot.
Seated on the pool of blood, the girl breathed profoundly. Even as she was sultry with blood and fat, her figure as she inhaled and exhaled with such small lips was but that of a child. It only added up to her fearsomeness.
Evan Wood
As she also took off her Prussian blue jacket and inversed it, she pulled a handgun out of the puffed sleeve. Next, she rolled her skirt up just a little. Fastened around her tight was garter belt with spare bullets, and upon reaching further up with her hand, she took out a holster with a ballistic knife as well. Lastly, she raised her hands towards her complex and diligently braided golden hair. Said braid rolled into a bun and ended on the dark red ribbon that decorated it, and from that spot was where Violet swiftly took out one thin, needle-like golden object. Then two, then three.
“What… do you use these for?” Chaser inquired, terrified by Violet’s hidden weapons.
“They’re concealed devices used for piercing the carotid artery.”
All present, with the exception of Violet, sucked in a breath.
“What… are you?”
“Rather than being for frequent use, they’re for protection. I hear it is unsafe for women to travel alone. Still, I am nothing but the amanuensis Violet Evergarden.” She said as though proclaiming, merely taking a fountain pen and a letter set that shone silver from the trolley bag.
“Are there really… no more weapons?”
Being asked for confirmation, Violet seemed thoughtful once again before nodding. “None. The sole thing left is the fact that I myself am a living weapon, yet I cannot do my job if I am not allowed to pass, so is this all right?”
Christian Powell
“I wonder… why no one properly listens to what I say.” Edward moved his neck in circles. He then glared as though there were someone other than Violet near him. “It’s so troublesome… Hey, Violet… you have it good, don’t you? Even though we did the same things, you’re treated with honor. People also listen more to what you say, right? Not my case. Once you’re marked as inadequate, it’s over.” He trembled slightly as he firmly balled his fists. “Isn’t that right? I mean, what’s the difference between us? If it’s the amount of people we killed, you’re the one with a bigger number, right? I dunno why… but I’m a war criminal. War criminal. Do you know what that is? Someone who commits crimes during war. My country lost the last Great War, and the one that won – in other words, the allied nations led by your country – decreed that I was ‘a mass murderer who killed too many people’. When the time to return to the majestic hands of my motherland that used to praise me for my strength came… our order was shelved and I became a live sacrifice. It’s weird. It’s really weird. It pisses me off. I killed a lot because my country told me to… so you think I could forgive them for suddenly being like, ‘those actions were depraved’? I can’t forgive… I merely ate the bait as I was told to. If what they gave me to eat was rotten, the one to blame shouldn’t be me, but the higher-ups, right? Even so, those guys… tried to judge me before running away. I was just trying to make a place for myself in my country and lead a joyful life… but no matter where I went, I would be punished. I don’t like punishment, it’s scary… Hey, is there no country where you can do whatever you want without it being labeled as a crime?”
Jayden Cooper
“I am…”
And said beauty, much like the snow, concealed something.
“…some sort of… remnant.” Violet defined herself as neither woman nor man, or even as a person.
“‘Remnant’…?”
“Yes. I am not what could be called… a ‘girl’. As Sir Edward said, I killed many as a soldier. I am an assassin. Except, the title bestowed upon me… was not this. That is all. In reality, I am one of the people that were supposed to be in here. The only difference… is what people… call us.”
Edward blinked a few times, as if astounded. “You admit you’re a murderer?”
“It is the truth. It is not as if… I had forgotten about this. And also not as if I had not acknowledged it. I still have weapons… inside my bag, despite the war being over.”
“That’s surprising… what, so this is how it is? I was completely under the impression… that you were living by re-creating yourself as something lovely and pretending your past had never happened. I mean, you…”
Edward’s hollow eyes seized Violet. The single figure reflected in those pupils – golden hair, irises of a blue even more crystalline than the sea’s, rose-colored lips. No matter from what perspective, she had been born loved by the Gods.
“You’re… beautiful.”
At that sentence, Violet thinly smiled at him for the first time. It was a taut smile that could almost make a sound as it spread. “People mostly see… what appears in front of their eyes. Even though it is not as if monsters are only those with horns.”
Nathaniel Allen
“Yes. Who is the letter’s addressee and what will its contents be?”
“I don’t want anyone else to hear who the addressee is so I will whisper it. I’m sending this to… only one person. Someone I seriously want to kill, but haven’t been able to.” Edward pointed to the ceiling. “To God.”
Upon hearing so, Violet did not say that letters could not be delivered to such place. She looked at the direction Edward pointed to and blinked as if it was too bright. As she did so, Edward brought himself near her, his face next to her ear.
“…write Him that.” Only Violet heard the words he breathed out. After having whispered to her, he placed a kiss on her temple. “Farewell. Bye, Violet.”
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Perhaps because it was snowing, the footsteps Violet had previously left on the ground were no longer in sight, and a new, pure white path lay in their stead. Snow really did hide everything. Smells, sounds, and everything in its way.
“Violet.”
About to enter the carriage prepared by the prison’s directorship, Violet turned on her heels upon being called by Chaser.
“Where… are you going now?”
“I will return to where my head office is located for a little while. It is… my current home.”
“Is that so…?” It was not what she had actually wanted to ask. “Hey, who will you deliver that psychopath’s letter to?”
The words Violet let out along with a white breath sounded bitter, “I cannot speak of my exchanges with clients.”
“I listened to everything. While you were in there, I was monitoring your conversation from a separate room. That was my other duty for today. Hey, you can’t deliver things… to God. Just throw away… that rascal’s letter.”
“No.” Violet shook her head. “He is someone that I, too, will meet someday after all.”
Jack Scott
Dietfriet smiled only with his lips, and then pointed at the thieves while nodding at the girl. “Kill.”
Gilbert was about to grab the girl’s tiny fingers, but in a second, her hand was gone.
The command’s execution was instantaneous. The girl jumped like a cat onto the nearest man with the knife in position, slashing his throat as cleanly as though cutting a fruit from a tree. From his neck, the ‘branch’, a large amount of blood burst out, and his head, the ‘fruit’, shook relentlessly.
She posed no hesitation to assassinate, and was fast to move on to the next action. Using the man’s body as a stepping-stone, the girl leaped and wrapped her bare legs around the neck of another thief, thrusting the knife into the crown of his head. Cries of deathly agony echoed in the room.
The girl then took the unused weapon from the second corpse and turned to face the remaining three people. The thieves, who had finally realized the seriousness of their circumstances, screamed and launched themselves at the girl. But she was quicker. Using her small body, she slipped past their feet and stabbed one after another from behind.
She was so light, yet the way she swung her arms with was so heavy. Her body was even more impressive than Gilbert’s, who had been trained in battle and martial techniques as well as wielding weaponry in the military. She looked as if she had no weight or center of gravity. Every time she flew around, fresh blood splashed along.
“Please stop… sto… stop…” the cornered last man implored for his life. He had completely lost the will to fight back, desperately pleading with trembling lips and a voice coated in fear, “I won’t ever do that again… I’ll compensate for my crimes… so please don’t kill me.”
Camden Cox
Most likely, he was reminiscing to what the cooks had told him when finding themselves in the same situation, spitting out what he could remember. He then dropped his weapon to show no resistance.
The girl looked behind her shoulder while still clasping the bloody knife. She sought judgment.
Gilbert shouted, “Stop!”
“Do it.” at the same time, Dietfriet raised his thumb and motioned with it as if cutting his own neck.
The girl opened her mouth a little, showing reluctance. Her eyes darted between the two without settling on either. Seeing that, Dietfriet was perplexed for a moment, then started laughing. He seemed happy.
“Kill.” he ordered once again, still laughing.
The girl moved her arm while still gazing and Dietfriet, robbing the last man’s life. The series of murders took less than a minute altogether. Breathing heavily, she looked in their direction again. She did not speak, but her eyes inquired, “Is this enough?”
——What is this? Gilbert strongly asked himself. What? What on Earth is going on? He gulped lethargically. Is this reality?
“You got it, right? This, Gilbert… isn’t just a kid. Once you figure how to use it, it can become the best weapon in the world…”
He no longer doubted his brother’s words.
Carson Barnes
However, one of the criminals held Violet at gunpoint as she had started acting odd. “Hey, what are you doing?! Hands up!”
“Understood.” She raised her arms, just as she was told.
The next instant, only the lanterns of the car abruptly burst and the lights went out. The screams of the passengers mingled with the hijackers’ angry voices. But there were no gunshots. The sounds of something striking and of breaking glass continued. Then, it became completely quiet. Everyone was enveloped in bewilderment at the silence that met them amidst the pitch darkness.
What had happened to the hijackers? What had been made of the girl who had suddenly stood up? What on Earth was going on in that car at that moment? While the passengers’ minds were filled with questions, fire was lit back within one of the shattered lanterns. A beautiful woman holding a match emerged from the dark like a spirit. With an index finger against her lips, she whispered a “shh”. The woman stood out vividly against the colors of the night. All the passengers who took notice of her fell silent under compulsion.
“Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am a traveler. Everyone, I am aware that you must be tired. Please wait a little bit longer. I will now take control… of the guards outside and the freight car.” Saying no more than that, Violet blew out the match’s fire with a whiff.
Lincoln Nelson
The men charged at her from back and front. Firstly, she crisscrossed the knife bouts from a man who had come from behind. She defended herself with her left hand, grasped his face and pushed him backwards. As he faltered, she swept him off his feet and, just like that, delivered a kick to drop him off the train.
An enemy who rushed towards her from the front attempted to hit her with his bare hands. It was a tall and broad man. He probably had confidence in his physical strength. Merrily, he targeted Violet’s face. Receiving a series of kicks with both arms, Violet aimed for an opening, placed a hand onto the hull and rotated her long legs. While he was overtaken by her kick, she sank the fist of her free hand into his stomach. But the man seemed to have a hard protection plank hidden under his clothes. She did feel that something had bent, but there were no sounds of bones breaking.
“I’ll crush your face! Die!” After a pause, the man raised his fist towards her once more.
Violet accepted it with one hand, pulled the gun from the holster and shot his thigh at close range.
“You… that’s unfa…”
Nothing was cowardly about Violet, who had been raised in the battlefields. She gently pressed the collapsing man’s shoulder, and he disappeared into the dark with a scream. As Violet was on her own yet again, the rattling of the train resounded in her ears.
Leo Phillips
Violet simply retorted Lisbon’s curses, “I see. I might really be a demigod, by the looks of it. If that is the case, I can confirm many of these things.” With her tone that had a sweet ring to it becoming icy, she continued, “Indeed, there might be no helping it if an imitation of human being such as myself were killed with the pretense of being returned to Heaven. But Lady Lux is different. She is… merely a girl who went through frightening experiences.” There was no hesitation in her actions or words. “You might be satisfied if I said ‘please take me’. However, I am now a domesticated monster. I cannot afford to be killed so easily. I am forbidden to fight unnecessary battles, but… my Lord once told me” she removed her black gloves, displaying her artificial arms, “to ‘live’.” Violet instantly rushed towards Lisbon, this time throwing a punch at her stomach.
Lisbon flew a long distance. Her body fell into the river and the other nuns went for her aid in an extreme hurry, as it seemed she would be carried away by the current.
Just a swing from one of her fists was enough to send someone soaring through the air like a doll. Upon witnessing that fact, those who had taken back their weapons let go of them at once.
“Challengers, come forward. I, Violet Evergarden, shall take you on.” The beautiful woman standing calmly amidst of so much violence was lurid and bewitching.
Ryan Brown
Someone dangled onto a long iron rope that hung from the low-altitude plane. The person stretched their arm to grab the battle-axe cast down to destroy everything in that spot, spinning around the holder several times before landing on the ground. Aiden inhaled deeply from watching such acrobatic body movements, but his breathing only became disturbed instead.
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“Forgive me for interrupting your conversation. I have taken the liberty to intrude from above.” Her voice resounded loudly, “Is Mister Aiden Field around here?”
Speaking so elegantly and bearing a dignified appearance, she could be either an angel or a reaper, leaving the men bewildered. That was only the expected – with a woman of that caliber showing up in the battleground, one would not be able to help but wonder if they were hallucinating.
Aiden, who had become a little relieved that the other men were focusing on her, was soon struck by dread again.
——What… is this?
Why was that woman looking for him? While wondering about it, Aiden was in a dilemma and could not think of anything to do other than answering the unfathomable entity. “I-It’s me… I’m Aiden.”
Maybe revealing his name had been a mistake. It could put him in an even worse situation. Even so, the faces of the people from his hometown resurfaced in his mind.
“Help… me…” he pleaded hoarsely.
As the woman’s emotionless orbs stopped on him, who still lay on the ground, she graciously bowed her head. “Pleased to make your acquaintance. I rush anywhere my customers desire. I’m from the Auto-Memories Dolls service, Violet Evergarden.”
By the time the soldiers came to their senses and pointed their guns at her, she was already holding onto her own weapon. The axe was larger than the average human height, but she lifted it with both hands as if it weighted nothing, like she was some sort of beast. The men shivered from distress.
“What the hell is this woman?! Okay, just kill her! Kill her!”
“Di… Die, die, die, dieee!”
Adrian Stewart
Gunshots echoed together with the shouts, but the woman remained unharmed while readying her axe, which did not obtain a single bullet scratch.
“Here I go… Major.” After whispering lowly, the woman jumped over Aiden, aiming to slash the men. Although she looked petite and fragile, each of her footsteps reverberated stridently.
Since Aiden was in such a precarious state, it was difficult for him to twist his neck and look backwards, yet he yearned to see the fight to the point that he somehow managed to watch it from the corners of his eyes.
It seemed like the woman was dancing rondo, but in truth, she was merely swinging the axe towards the opponents by swirling widely. It was an exceedingly bizarre technique. She would protect herself from attacks by using the blade almost as a replacement for a shield, then grab onto the handle buried in the soil and lift it upright, spinning on her heels.
The men, who soon could not defend themselves from the offenses delivered by such a delicate body, surrendered and started screaming. Even though her movements appeared light, the outcome they had led to was the opposite. She mastered a variation of certain-kill classical martial arts that Aiden had never witnessed before. The guns were shattered by the tip of the axe’s handle as though they were as brittle as children’s toys. Just by also being hit with the handle on their shoulders, the men were brought to their knees.
“She’s… a monster!” one of them yelled, running away without being pursued.
The woman concentrated solely on attacking the men that confronted her in a machine-like manner. It was obvious she was accustomed with extreme battles; enough that the word “accustomed” itself was an understatement.
“This… damned woman! Die! Die!”
Colton Parker
The woman swiftly continued to exchange blows with the men that shot blindly into the darkness, swinging the axe without hesitation and gradually coming closer to them while dodging the bullets. The instant one of them reached for a weapon in his pocket and charged at her stomach, she spun her slender legs broadly and kicked his face. None of her flowy moves were wasted as she kept landing consecutive swats.
The difference in power was overwhelming. Definitely, even should there have been more soldiers against her, the situation would not have changed. It was as if the woman’s strength resided unshakable within the axe that she held onto.
——Why… doesn’t she use the blade? Aiden thought puzzlingly.
With such a vicious axe, she could easily put an end to everything if she used its main force, but she did not do so. Settling for wielding it as a blunt weapon, she did not distribute any fatal hits.
The battle was short-lived. After beating everyone but Aiden, the woman returned to his side. Squatting, she peeked at his face. “I apologize for the wait.”
It was then that Aiden noticed how the one named Violet Evergarden had a face with reminiscing child-like features. Her well-developed beauty gave the impression of a mature adult woman, but her figure was also close to that of a girl.
——Isn’t she… about as old as me?
“Master…” Violet gasped profoundly upon taking a better look at Aiden’s whole body.
“Th… Thank you… for saving me. Hum… how… do you know me?”
As Aiden spoke with a trail of blood coming out of his mouth, Violet took a set of bandages from her bag and started wrapping them around his wounds. “Master, you called for me. You contacted the Auto-Memories Dolls service after seeing our advertisement, is that not right? The fee has most certainly been paid.”
Michael Cox
Gilbert had planned to show off the girl’s fighting abilities to a small number of people in private. Aside from killing, her physical abilities alone were astounding enough. However, when the time to put it to practice came, it was turned into a ‘spectacle’ rather than training.
“Those assassination hedonists…”
Dark curtains blocked the windows of the training room and a heavy, dirty large rug laid on the floor. Ten death row prisoners had been put in position. Amongst them were some who had committed post women violence and robbery murder. The one supposed to fight them was the girl alone. It was as though they meant to say that, if Gilbert’s suggestions were true, defeating ten violent criminals would be easy. Gilbert himself, as well as the Bougainvillea house, were part of the faction that thought badly of such evil testing mechanisms.
——Should I request a cancelation? Gilbert contemplated in resentment. No, but…
There was no other way of raising her while keeping her near him. He was a soldier, she was a killer, and for the sake of being able to live together with him, she had to assert her own existence and earn a place to belong. What good would come of hesitating at that point, he asked himself. If he ever took her to the battlefield, she would not have to face only ten enemies. Thousands of soldiers were allowed to slaughter by using war as excuse. The one who needed to reaffirm his resolution, Gilbert thought, was not the girl, but himself, in order to become her ‘user’.
While reflecting on that, Gilbert realized that the cufflink of his sleeve was being pulled. “What’s the matter?”
The girl was looking at him. As she was expressionless, he could not tell what she was thinking. She appeared to be simply observing the attitude of her new master with her huge blue eyes. It could be that she was concerned about him.
Mason Thomas
After directing the girl and prisoners to opposing ends of the training ground, the referee said in a loud tone, “Now, commence.”
Enveloped in a hushed heat, the killing spree began.
The prisoners grinned while staring at the girl. None moved immediately in attempt to kill her. Their bodies had been freed after a long time. They probably thought it would be boring to end things so easily. Meanwhile, the girl was completely immobile, even as she was commanded to ‘kill’ by the supervisor. Like a figurine, she stood still while holding the axe.
“So it really was a lie? We’ve been made to attend to something so pathetic…” Some bantered without caring about Gilbert hearing it.
“There’s no way that child can win against adults. Just take it back already. Poor thing.” Some murmured on behalf of the girl.
“The Bougainvilleas sure have fallen. To think he’d try to attract attention with a farce…” At such a critical moment, some even spoke ill of the power retained by Gilbert’s family.
“What a waste of our time.” The surrounding soldiers talked raucously amongst each other.
“Hey, Gilbert.” Hodgins called out to him in apprehension, yet Gilbert remained quiet without outwardly displaying nervousness.
——Why won’t she move?
Gilbert observed the girl. She gripped the axe tightly. There was no way she had no will to attack.
——Back then, too, she was holding onto those weapons without hesitation. She also has no signs of being afraid. Some sort of cue is missing. But if that’s not the order, then, what is it?
While he reasoned, the biggest man of the group stepped out of line to charge at the girl, extensively swinging the baton and laughing. Although he was at a certain distance, the girl did not budge.
“Hey, Gilbert! She’ll be killed like that!”
With a twitch, the girl reacted to Hodgins’s scream-like voice, looking up at the bleachers. Her blue orbs found Gilbert’s green ones amidst the many other soldiers’.
“Gilbert, go stop them! Hey!”
Austin Smith
Their gazes merged and, for a second, Gilbert had the feeling their heartbeats were also in sync. Thump, thump, thump. He could feel the disturbing sound of his own heart resonate in his ears.
For some reason, time was running sluggishly. Hodgins was too noisy on his side. The higher-ups cursed the girl with inappropriate words. He could hear them, yet it was as if they were in a slow-motion video.
In his eyes, the prisoner approached the girl in a languid pace. The space between them was closing. In that immediate mortal peril, she looked only at Gilbert. No matter how many times the referee gave the order, her eyes reflected no one but him.
——She staring at… her chosen one.
In response to that, Gilbert recited the magic word, “Kill.”
He spoke in a volume that only the few people around him would have been able to hear, yet it had definitely reached the girl. The sound of the axe cutting the wind as it twirled soon followed.
The wooden axe’s blade was of about fifteen centimeters in length. The lethal weapon was released from the girl’s hand, flying into the air. It was flung after being held aloft from behind, continuously rotating in beautiful arcs.
The girl’s throw had been much too casual. She went for the kill without wavering, moving extremely smoothly and having no doubts as of what to do to defend herself from the looming adversary.
“Ah…” a moronic yet pitiful yelp escaped the prisoner’s lips.
At the same time, the people in the audience gasped with jaws dropped.
“AAA-AH… AAAA-AAAH… AAAAAA-AH, AAH, AAAAAAH!”
The axe had landed into his forehead. Glittering blood ran down from the injury.
“AAAAAAAAAAAHH! UH… AH… AUUAAAAAAAAH, AAAAH, AAAAAAAAAAAAH—AAH… AH, AAAH… AH, AH, AH!”
Isaac Robinson
This seems kinda gay.
Jack Lee
In which way?
Logan Peterson
I predict this is going to flop.
Logan Price
I predict it will be shown in prime time on BBC replacing Sherlock
Joshua Murphy
As in lame.
Brody Miller
Dropped
Isaac Ramirez
Well, you know better. (about being gay thing)
Zachary Wright
I think you could have done better.
Jaxon Baker
>they are not worshipping the Masterpice that is VEG
the one downside of VEG is there is no locations for japs to pilgrimage unlike K-ON, LS and Hibike
Benjamin Jenkins
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Christopher Taylor
OP Song
youtube.com
Theres so many covers of Violet Snow song on youtube
youtube.com
youtube.com
Jonathan Martin
Novel 3 confirmed, not sure if its continuation or side stories though.
Desperately need some insight in Violet`s past before found by Dietrich or other clues to her origin.
Aiden Ortiz
>Sup Forums stops functioning in
Why do you keep posting this shitty OP?
Hudson Ramirez
Reminder that on Netflix, Violet Evergarden has the same age rating as Devilman
Elijah Hernandez
Its fun shitposters shitposting with Mahoromantic in VEG threads, without actually having watched it.
Robert Perry
Cant wait to see this sequence animated
>tfw KyoAni random keyframes look better than promo artworks of other studios
Michael Sanchez
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Lucas Anderson
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Cooper Miller
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Luis Bell
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Jaxson White
Special non edited screen for KyoAni haters
Luke Parker
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Jace Gomez
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James Thompson
Nice, there`ll be Violet in prussian cap
David Evans
2 more cuties, though they are side character acting as secretaries at agency employing Auto Memories Dolls
Liam Baker
Ramen Daisuke and Yurucamp BTFO as food anime of the seaon
Michael Russell
Private Violet Ready to Save Anime
Caleb Sanders
Moe Violet
Bentley Rodriguez
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Daniel Lewis
Bullied Violet
Isaiah Allen
Before
After
Sebastian Murphy
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Nolan Mitchell
Violet is kill
Josiah Howard
Melancholic Violet
Luke Foster
This thread, it's kind of sad to be honest.
Samuel James
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Gabriel Hernandez
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Christopher Phillips
i want udon-ya doujin with violet
Alexander Gomez
my nigga.
Robert Lee
I just love seeng haters having panic attacks seeing inevitable comming of VEG.
Isaiah Walker
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Alexander Hughes
Can you imagine the state of kyoani haters when VEG becomes worldwide anime sensation and sells over 60k copies of first volume? This board will cease to function.
Isaiah Gray
Because of how much of a flop it's going to be yeah.
Owen Price
Good thing that's never happening. That's why you can only imagine it.
Evan Bailey
I`ve never seen haters wishing for a show to flop so hard. Can only imagine their devastation when it airs.
Cameron Hughes
Nah I've got nothing to lose on that. Keep thinking it's that simple.
Anthony Campbell
They all feel it in their bones. VEG is going to be a massive success. KyoAni hasn't made a hit series in almost 10 years now. They all fear the comeback of the king.
Cooper Murphy
I feel an average series with average sales in my bones. Animation isn't the only thing that makes a hit.
Levi Morgan
>not streaming Veg on Bilibili when it airs
stupid laowais
Angel Jenkins
We've never had a tv series with animation this good. There's the occasional sakuga cut, scene or even an episode, but VEG is basically the first AAA anime. And let's not pretend like animation is all it has going for. It's not some generic shonenshit, high school SoL or haremshit.
Sebastian Morales
>I`ve never seen haters wishing for a show to flop so hard
cute newfriend
Ethan Reed
Correct me then. I`ve been here since 2007. There is lots of shows shitposted and hated, yet not many that gained a lot of hate prior to it airing.
SnK was shitposted before airing a lot since people feared it`ll bring normalfags and Sup Forums to Sup Forums (and it did), but not to a point of VEG hate
Luke Baker
Violet Evergarden
Premiere 7/02
first episode 1/10
Why is it delayed for six months? Kyoanus must be having MAJOR production issues top kek.
Isaac Lewis
There was GitS:SAC
Mason Sullivan
I know you are shitposting, but KyoAni did had a bit of rush with VEG since until last moment they coudnt decide if they want to make Movie or TV series. In the end they just made TV series in movie quality.
At December last year, Ishidate still was not clear about format he wanted to adapt VEG. So they pretty much had exact 1 year to make it. When first CMs were released, anime production was only in preparation stage - Ishidate litterally animated them himself.
So there were 3 years of total time to prepare for anime with planning, artwork preparation, script etc. and 1 year of actual animation production. (which is quite long for KyoAni, Silent Voice was made in only half a year in total. Though some series like Tamako, were in planning stages for quite long)
So yeah, its "rushed" as in. When first two episodes were prescreened in July, episode 3 was not finished. In December they shown first 3 episodes, and confirmed that production is largely complete at that point.
Landon Wilson
>We've never had a tv series with animation this good
Define "good'. Is it higher framerates? Classic Disney (esp. Pinocchio) still mops the floor in that regard.
Wyatt Hill
>Define "good'.
Macross Zero good, but not OAV/Movie
Aaron Jackson
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Colton Carter
fatass
Ayden Richardson
dont bully
Josiah Howard
>I know you are shitposting, but KyoAni did had a bit of rush with VEG since until last moment they coudnt decide if they want to make Movie or TV series. In the end they just made TV series in movie quality.
LMAO
There is no way they ever thought they were gonna make a movie out of it. The way the novels are structured wouldn't work in a movie at all. There are like what, 8 different short stories?
Wyatt Sanders
That is official info from Ishidate interview. Plus, at the moment they planned it only 1 novel was available.
While VEG is indeed in episodic format, it DOES have overarching story and main plot. Making movie about character 'journey to find self' is pretty normal.
Second novel added a lot of backstory material and climatic finale, so it would have worked even better.
Daniel Rivera
Why's that hard to imagine, you ever watch a tarantino flick
Jason Parker
More like Indiana Johnes movie - with him jumping locations to defeat local bosses, until end of movie where actual relevant story part plays.
For Tarantino need multiple perspectives on same events - VEG does not center around one event/timepoint though. It does however scramble the timeline, kinda like Haruhi: where episodes are not necessarily in chronological order.
Kevin Ward
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Christian Rogers
I hope this show will be good, but I'm not going in for the hype so I don't get disappointed. Does anyone know if the LN is worth it?
Daniel Rivera
>thread up 9 hours
>87 posts
>15 posters ITT
The only topic of discussion will be Netflix. Otherwise, clearly no one cares.
Anthony Roberts
>but VEG is basically the first AAA anime
No such thing exists in anime. Especially going against Kyoani's scheduling and whole point to their production for making it work.
>And let's not pretend like animation is all it has going for
That's literally all it has right now though and that's not enough to make it a hit. When people bring up the flaws in the source, you go to the whole KyoAni loose adaptation and fixing, but until we see some of that and its anime version, animation is all it has.
>It's not some generic shonenshit, high school SoL or haremshit.
Your silly bias aside, plenty of those have been bigger hits than most KyoAni anime
Jeremiah Perry
I keep the topic mostly to have materials and novel excerpts for people to actually have a clue about VEG before it airs, since shitposters like you had a harder life and coudnt get a way with fooling people and trolling like with the out of context pasta or claiming VEG story would be poor. I hope people actually interested whats it about can make own opinion as well get genuine info - since there is HUGE amount of misconceptions about it based on lack of knowledge about it or judging solely on summary/pvs. There is not much discussion, since not many actually read the novels despite it being translated and it is not "original" show so speculah is pointless.
No amount of shitposting will drown the fact that it is magnificent story and show and the moment it airs everything will settle itself.
Evan Powell
>That's literally all it has right now though
See? Ignorant shitposter. The dedication those people have is amazing.
Jonathan Cooper
If you read further on my elaboration, you would have maybe come to an understanding and have been able to make a worthwhile rebuttal but no, you wanted an easy out to live in your fantasy. So be it though.
Joseph Turner
The amount of time you spent reposting same trol posts, you could have read the novels 10 times already. All i can say, your dedication to shitpost in show, studio and genre in which you are not interested about is both pitiable and amazing.
Benjamin Peterson
It's pretty sad to be honest. Meanwhile pop team epic has had over 4 threads reach bump limit in the last hour
Justin Nguyen
You can at least learn to spell before shitposting, user. I haven't really attacked anything as I was complimenting KyoAni if you read my first point in the first place, but I don't know if you lack reading comprehension or you were eager to dismiss someone who had any slight skepticism. I didn't bother posting yesterdays thread but this was evident in your posts.
Jordan Morgan
Wasn't Hibike a hit?
Adrian Miller
Your "skepticism" is based on ignorance. Or rather, to be precise - you just pretend to be and just a troll shitposting for shitposting sake. You have no arguments, no knowledge of subject and no opinion.
Michael Hall
Jesus, what a trainwreck in the making.