Jack...
Jack!
You're really naïve, aren't you?
You haven't even realized that it's just sympathy.
What a pitiful little princess.
Vincent!
If you keep dreaming like this,
you'll eventually become just like this cat.
And if you became like him, you wouldn't be able to see anything, would you?
Cheshire!!!
I hate you... I hate you!
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!
I'll never forgive you!
Break?
Oz?
That's right! I was…
At that idiot duke’s place--
Who's an idiot duke?
Oh, my apologies.
I guess I should have said “idiot jester.”
Hey Xerxes. Are you all right?
Liam?
Even after I told you not to overuse your power…
Don’t make others worry about you.
You should be grateful.
Now we don't have to waste our time explaining everything.
So let's continue our little chat without delay, shall we?
Break…
If…
If it's difficult for you to talk about--
What are you worrying about, runt?
You really want to know, don’t you?
Kids should act like kids. Isn't it okay to just think about yourself sometimes?
Well now, it is about time I told you anyway.
Duke Barma...
We would very appreciative if you would share all of your information with us.
Do not be presumptuous.
It is my nature to only recompense that which I have received.
Kevin Regnard.
You were dragged to the core of the Abyss with your darkest sins.
What did you see there?
I saw… the Will of the Abyss.
Hey, what's your name?
My name is Alice.
My left eye was stolen from me…
I heard the footsteps of death.
Then...
A child?
Good afternoon, Alice.
Vincent!
How weird!
Alice's hair is…
Pure white.
No… that…
You… aren’t supposed to be here.
This isn't right.
Because… you died.
You were dead, back then, I'm sure of it!
Then, why?!
Why are you here, Vincent?!
Cheshire didn’t do anything!
This is my room!
You can't just barge in here as you please.
Meany Vincent.
It’s that Vincent, who always used his scissors to cut us.
That's right. We never did anything wrong…
He always, always…
Why are you here?
I hate you. I hate you, Vincent! I despise you!
Why?
Why does Vincent always bully me?
What…?
It’s all right, Alice.
Don't cry, Alice.
Just hurry. Let’s pluck the other eye out too.
Let’s plant them in Cheshire.
Who's that?
Oh no!
It’s already time for afternoon tea.
All right everyone, we have to prepare for the tea party.
Alice's tea party.
Alice's tea party is starting!
The red carpet is gradually covered with the smell of blood.
But the one she's waiting for isn't here yet.
Hey hey, what if Jack doesn't show again?
You know, Jack promised that he would take me to his house the other day!
To visit his rose garden, and then go to the forest to pick flowers.
You're still so naïve.
Hey Alice, I'll tell you some good news.
Jack won't be coming anymore.
He's probably dead by now.
I saw him in Sabrie.
Covered in blood, fighting with Glenn.
His clothes were all stained blood-red.
Just like roses blooming over a soldier!
That's a lie!
Jack could never die.
Why are you always trying to--?!
Jack won't come! He definitely won't!
Jack did all of that in order to help you.
It's your fault that all of this happened!
Sabrie breaking up, even Gil and me becoming like this!
You are the one who killed Jack!
That’s a LLLIIIIIEEEEEE!!!
Alice?
Jack!
The dimension…
it's breaking up?!
That's right! Everyone's breaking!
If people break, the world breaks, and everything goes insane!
Then, I'll finally be normal!
Breaking…
Insanity?
That's right.
This is the kind of place that I've fallen into.
I understand now.
Remember…
the reason that I came here!
Will of the Abyss!
Do you want my right eye?!
If that is your wish, then I will give it to you!
No matter if it’s my arm, or my leg, I will give you whatever you want!
So…
So… please change the past!
By your power, Will of the Abyss!
Alice!
Alice…
Alice!!!
I'm from a hundred years ago…?
Together with Vincent?
How did the Will of the Abyss know about Jack?
And why did she call herself "Alice"?
"Alice," huh?
That name appears in a book that has been passed down the Barma line for generations.
The book was originally entrusted to the head of Barma three generations ago.
It is Jack Bezarius’s journal.
Jack's?
The things that I write here…
are truths about a girl I've met.
Her name was Alice.
For some reason, the Baskerville family imprisoned her.
But, Glenn has never given me a reason for it.
To think that there's a tower like this on the Baskerville Estate…
Why did Glenn lock you up here?
I don't know.
But, everyone must really hate me.
But you know, ever since you came here, I’m really happy now, Jack.
Right, Alice.
Then next time, you will come to my house and play.
B-But that's impossible.
Glenn would never allow it.
It’s fine, it's fine.
As long as he doesn’t find out.
Jack…
The Bezarius rose garden is very beautiful you know.
Jack…
It would also be fun to go and pick some flowers in the nearby forest.
Alice,
I want to show you all kinds of places.
In my eyes,
she always looks like a small, helpless child.
However…
Over the course of my frequent visits with her,
I began to notice some very odd things about her.
The first thing I noticed was the cat’s attitude.
Alice would always carry it around.
But sometimes it would completely reject her.
The colors she liked.
The books she liked.
Her preferences would be completely opposite sometimes.
And her conversations with me were often unrelated to each other.
But…
The strangest thing I noticed about her behavior
was that the gentle atmosphere surrounding the child would sometimes…
Jack!
Who are you?
You're not the Alice that I know.
The Alice I know is…
That's right.
I'm not the Alice whom you know so well.
But,
I am just a different Alice.
My soul and her's are connected to one another.
Using that connection, she can come here from the Depths for half a day.
"The Depths"…?
The Abyss?!
She is me, and I am her.
Our existence is both the same, and different.
Alice. That is the name we were given.
This is the sole truth.
The two of them were nurtured by both the human womb and the Abyss.
Even now, they are still connected by the chain of the Abyss.
They are twins.
Alice and the Will of the Abyss…
are twins?!
Duke Barma, was there anything else written in Jack Bezarius's journal about this?
That was all.
The rest of the journal -just- simply records Jack's own regrets.
Jack's... regrets?
Just some foolish thoughts he had.
For him to compare a country with a thing like his friend…
While under Jack Bezarius's control, you said that…
Glen Baskerville's goal was to acquire the Will of the Abyss.
And he imprisoned a girl on his estate that was connected to the Abyss itself.
In other words:
This girl is necessary to obtain the Will of the Abyss.
Whatever else may be, I am only interested in the truth.
Your true form, as well as your connection to the Will of the Abyss…
Allow Pandora to research it fully.
And you, Mr. Hatter.
You still haven't told me everything that you know.
Although decades have passed,
the name "Kevin Regnard" is still very well known.
If I were to leak this name to Pandora…
Alice!
would you not be executed for your crimes?
Come with me.
There is still much information I have yet to extract from you.
Move aside, little Bezarius.
I won’t.
Are you trying to cover up for the Sinful One?
It’s unexpected for you to get involved with him.
Please don't make it sound too unbelievable.
It's simple really.
Compared to Break, you piss me off fifty times more.
It's true that if you spread what has been said here tonight, you would stir up a ruckus in Pandora.
With your ability to manipulate information, it's easy for you to make things go your way.
But you know, I can do that too.
If I were to use the name "Jack Bezarius," I can turn your words against you.
You would abuse the name of a hero?
What a filthy brat.
Yes, I am a filthy brat!
I'm just a kid with no power, who can only use cheap tricks.
But I'm willing to use any means necessary to protect my friends.
On top of that, I can even summon Jack himself.
You wretches will regret this…
I don’t know what to do now.
What's wrong? Stop acting so pathetic.
It's just…
All those stories were just too extreme.
My head couldn’t keep up very well.
You got that right…
But, for now, it's--
For now…
I’m hungry.
You have anything to eat?
That’s right.
We can’t think while on empty stomachs, can we?
Let’s head home first and eat.
Yeah.
I suppose we don't have any, but I still want meat.
Oz, what do you want to eat?
Seaweed head, I want meat.
Shut up, stupid rabbit.
Break.
It’s meat I want.
Shut up.
Fine, I'll just ask Oz.
Thanks.
For telling us everything.
It was nothing, there’s no need to thank me.
But there was no reason for me to tell you the whole story.
But,
it must be very hard for you to come out and say it--
Well you know, I am an Illegal Contractor, so--
However...!
Weren't you the one who said that we could make use of each other?
How else is your past related to all of this?
Make use of each other…
In other words -it's-…
we are what's called “comrades,” right?!
"Comrades"?
What's that, clown? You don’t know this word?
Well then. Mistress Alice personally teach it to you.
In short, the word means…
that we're friends.
Could I say something?
To reach this conclusion…
is extremely annoying.
My real name is Kevin Regnard.
My family has been knights for generations.
Therefore, I served as a knight to the Sinclair family since I was young.
The Sincair family...
Oh ? You've heard of them?
The whole family was wiped out.
They were massacred by a rival aristocrat.
That's it.
But that is both true, and untrue.
It was 50 years ago.
The era that I lived in
was chaotic, with lots of vicious fighting amongst the provincial nobility.
And then, that day came.
While the Sinclair's young mistress and I were away from the mansion,
my master's life was taken by another noble,
along with all the people precious to me.
The truth is,
I tormented myself with regrets, like a fool.
"Why didn’t I stay by my master's side at that time?"
"Why didn't I pay more attention to the surrounding nobility?"
Those kinds of thoughts kept running through my mind again and again.
Do you wish to change the past?
Then a demon whispered into my ears.
After that, it's all just as you've been told.
Even then…
You can't change the past.
Not true.
I changed the past.
She… the Will of the Abyss…
listened to my wish.
No matter if it’s my arm, or my leg, I will give you whatever you want!
So…
Please…
Please!
Really?
Can you really grant me my wish?
Then please…
I…
I plummeted to the coldest depths of the Abyss, and when next I opened my eye,
I was lying in front of the Rainsworth family's Door to the Abyss.
And not only that,
I also found out that I had traveled 30 years into the future.
30 years?
Then the past...?
It changed.
Just as I had wished for, my master wasn't killed that night.
However, I discovered that 30 years later,
the Sinclair family had completely vanished.
Massacred by a rival noble?
Yes.
The massacre took place 4 years after the one I knew had originally occurred.
If I hadn't changed the past, the daughter of the Sinclair family would have lived on.
Yet, because I fiddled with the past,
even the Sinclair's sole heir was lost.
I was the one who killed her.
But...
nobody could have known that something like that would happen.
Right.
That’s something no one can know.
It’s certainly not something the likes of me should have meddled in.
In my selfishness,
I tangled the thread that connected the past with the future.
You… hate the Will of the Abyss, don't you?
That goes without saying.
I despise her.
But why place all the blame on her?
She only did what I asked her to.
Even though I insisted that it was all for my master,
I was only doing it for myself.
I just wanted to erase my guilt.
I was too young to realize my own selfishness.
When I finally became aware of the real reasons, my body had already decayed in the despair.
I'm just a hopeless fool…
Well…
I think someone who only lives for himself could never become strong, Break.
The method that you chose was wrong.
But… if you were to just throw aside those thoughts of regret,
all you'd be doing is running from the truth.
You may be weaker than I thought you were…
But…
you're a lot stronger than what you think you are. That's how I feel, anyway.
Really now, you sure like to lay on the pressure.
Sorry…
Even when I haven’t been able to solve my own problems yet…
Staying that way is good, you know.
If you were perfect, Oz, I think I would kill you unconsciously.
Right. People grow strong by living for each other.
If so, what is right? What should you keep in your heart,
without using “it’s for another’s sake” as an excuse?
No matter what answers you hold on to,
you will still have chosen your own path.