Oh, Doctor, your old flame really was no good at housekeeping. Look at all this 'trash' she left behind. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll clean up after her.

Oh? From up here, you can see Terra really is round. Look, Originium's almost covered the whole thing. Wow, how lucky are we? We won't have to worry about running out of it. Not gonna marvel at your masterpiece, Doctor? C'mon, cheer up, at least we still have time to do something about it.

Steam Knights, Royal Guards, Spire Casters? Originium sure is something, able to copy all those losers. Hah, right on cue. Hey, you old fossils, weren't you screaming about vengeance all those years you were stuck in the Furnace? Well, here's your chance. Don't tell me you were all just talking shit.

Are those... Feranmuts? Huh, never thought I'd see a live one. If Hoederer was here, he'd definitely take the chance to babble on and on and on about them, then Ines would tell him to stop giving useless lectures with that sharp tongue of hers... Hmph. Give me a sec, will you? I'm gonna kill one, give you the chance to duke it out down below.

Hey, why're you easing up on the firepower over there? Elite operators? Ugh, she really knows how to twist the knife. What, want me to give you some time for a high-five sesh with your old pals? Hmph, not like you even have hands. If you lose your nerve, oh right, no nerves left, how about—You'll do it yourself? Y'know, once we're done here, it wouldn't be so bad to let you yap for a bit.

You killed the most important person in my life, and now, it's my turn to go kill yours. That'll make us even. What, thought I was gonna say something nice? You'll have to forgive me, all the nice girls are dead. You mad? Good. That's the only thing keeping us alive.

Stop grumbling, Doctor. It wasn't my idea to turn you into a soul and stuff you into a gun. By the time I got there, you were the only one left alive, and only barely. It's cramped in there? Well, be a good little cannon, and once we take back the ship, I'll move you into something a little roomier. How's that sound?

That little bunny gave me this bottle of nail polish before it all went down, said the color really suited me... Never thought I'd be reduced to sharing a sob story like that with you. What a tragic life I lead. But, whichever way you look at it, you're still alive, and chatting with you's much better than chatting with a bunch of tombstones.

Surface signals are gone, and our way out's cut off. In other words, whatever comes next, I'll be facing it down with you. Can't think of anything scarier than that. I'm gonna have to take a page out of Hoederer's book and write a memoir of my own. I'll call it: The Two Crises of Terra: Originium and the Doctor.

This area all clear? Ahh... I think I'm gonna find someplace to take a nap.

We're finally here, Doctor. Is this ship floating out in space supposed to be an old haunt of yours? What, feeling anxious? Well too bad, you don't have a choice. 'Wiš'adel', here to destroy your Originium project now that it's running wild.

Doctor, if you keep mumbling battle plans in my ears, I'm gonna toss you out the airlock.

Alright, as the Speaker of Kazdel, I hereby dub thee 'Destroyer of the World'! Don't like it? Then once you've fixed your mess, I'll give you a new title. How's 'Betrayer of the World' sound?

Look at all the assholes we buried along the way. You won't find a more legendary Sarkaz mercenary than me in all of Terra. How are you gonna honor me? Oh, You'll remember me after I die? Hah, you better walk the walk, then.

Now where should I clean today~

Who we're killing, that's up to me. How we're killing them, I'm open to suggestions.

Hello, space~ Housekeeping here~ Ready to clean~

If they're making my life difficult, I'll make theirs twice as hard. It's always been that simple.

The good news is, today, they're all gonna die here.

The bad news is, we both might just die here with them.

I'll make you shriek so loud the stars'll hear you.

I'll carve my name onto every little bit of Originium out there.

Get yelling, Doctor. Your friends are waiting~

Look at you all. Destroyed half the world, but you never figured out how to beat me.

C'mon, let's see what tricks you jackasses kept up your sleeves.

Too bad, so sad. Not even ashes left.

The further we go, the quieter you get. I know, I know, you've got other ideas about the out-of-control Originium she left behind. I'm just wondering... She hurt you so bad you ended up like this. Is she really worth it?

Hmph, that's how we do it, and that's how we're gonna keep doing it until this stupid never-ending Originium's all bombed to bits! Then, I'm gonna go home and get some sleep for once! Home... Hah, gonna have to rebuild Kazdel.

Hmph, whenever I remember these monsters are just a bunch of shitty rocks, I can't find the energy.

Congrats. You win, probably. But you're about to see me really go wild.

Damn, how's this space station manage to be even bigger than stupid Rhodes Island? Ughhh.

Still as curious as ever, I see, even out here.

Well, it's down to the two of us again. Am I still thinking about killing you? Hah! Good to know you haven't lost your sense of humor.

Arknights.

If you hadn't mentioned what day it was today, I'd've forgotten what it was like to celebrate a holiday. Take this, a shell-case flick, my treat. Get mad, then go give those rocks over there a treat of their own. Haha, it's settled then. Hey! A Happy New Year to you, my Originium friends! Bang!

We didn't die today. Makes it a pretty good day, I'd say.

Once this is all over and we're back at Rhodes Island, you can make yourself a giant birthday cake, and everyone'll be there to cheer for you. I'll cheer too, and ease up on the sarcasm, just so you can enjoy a proper happy birthday. How's that, managed to claw back a bit of yourself? Huh? Sing you the birthday song? Drop dead.

After everything we've been through, you're still thinking about that landship? If Her Highness and the little bunny were still around, what would they be thinking about? Hmph, of course I remember what day it is today. Today's a good day, whether you're keen to throw your life away or to put an end to everything. Get ready, Doctor, we're heading out.