WorldEnd: What are you doing at the end of the world? Are you busy? Will you save us? (終末なにしてますか？忙しいですか？救ってもらっていいですか？)

We swore never to part.

With our vow came euphoria.

My love for him was undeniable.

There was no greater happiness.

Yet, he offered more...

...and I delighted in it.

The gifts of love and bliss he presented to me

were unlike anything I'd ever known.

My life became his, and his mine.

He blessed me with his world.

He rewarded me with assurance.

There is no joy ever known that can compare with my own.

-- --

Uh?!

Careful! You trying to hurt someone?

That wasn't me, so calm yourself!

Oh, for crying out loud!

You better stop!

I've got you, now!

Stop! You're gonna make me fall!

Not enough time for venenum!

That hurt.

I'm sorry!

Are you, um...

Are your organs intact?

Come back!

She looks weird, Mommy.

Don't stare, it's rude.

Now, what's this?

Wonder why someone without any fur would be on this island.

Oh no, I lost my hat!

Get out of here, you freak.

Yeah, get out.

We don't like your kind, disfeatured.

Yes, I'm aware.

Hold on a second.

I'm leaving, okay. Let go.

Seriously, hold on.

I pulled this out of that little cat's mouth.

Yours, right?

Yes, thanks.

Are you all right?

I'm good. I gather you must be new here?

Yes.

Hope you tolerate intolerance well.

Is he one, too?

Looks like it.

Seems suspicious to me.

Heh. Come on. This way.

That'll do the trick.

Thank you. So, are you--

This island has no good food or local specialties.

But you--

You may have noticed it's not very welcoming to those of us

who lack fangs or horns.

Not great for tourism.

Yes, I already know that.

Follow me.

I'm sure you've had it with this place by now.

I'll show you to the port so you can get off this island.

No, wait!

I appreciate your help.

And I'm...

I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you.

It's just, I--

Well, I realize I have no right to ask anything of you,

but, um, would you...

All right, where do you want to go?

Is this the view you were hoping for?

I've seen sky islands from higher up

and farther out before, but gazing down on one

from the heart of the city like this is brand new.

I've always wanted to do it,

just never really had the chance.

That so?

But now, I've officially made my wish a reality,

and I got to make some great memories, too.

Thank you again for today.

So many wonderful experiences,

and it's all thanks to you.

I think you're giving me too much credit.

What about them? I'm guessing they're here for you?

Today's been kinda like a fairytale, but time's up.

Mind if I make one last request, fairy godfather?

It's a small one.

I'd appreciate it if you'd forget you ever met me.

Forget I ever met you...?

Farewell!

Curious, but I suppose it's none of my business anyway.

Long time no see, Grick.

How's Anara doing?

He screwed up big time last month.

Wound up becoming Third food.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Well, don't be. That's the life of a salvager.

From the moment we choose to treasure hunt

on the surface, we're prepared to die.

That's true.

No need to be sad! Now, on to happy news.

I think I might be able to land you work!

Yeah, it's for the military.

Come on, kid!

You could at least pretend to be excited about this.

They're not lookin' for special skills or experience.

The only quality they require is someone who's trustworthy.

Hm...

No.

Sorry, but I gotta pass.

You'll have to ask a different loser.

Look, they're also insisting on a disfeatured,

with no horns or fur. You're perfect for this.

In fact, you're the only one they could hire, and you.

I said no.

I appreciate how you try to look out for me,

but I choose to live here of my own free will.

I understand.

You wanna keep living like an outcast.

Dead man walking and all that, right?

Why try to find something that makes you happy when

you've already decided not to be?

I get where you're comin' from, kid, believe me.

But I can't help it.

I want you to be able to live a normal life up in these skies.

I want you to accept what I know.

The dead won't come back.

But you're not dead, you've still got a life to live!

Look, you can make a ton of cash on this thing, okay?

Why not at least get all that debt off your back?

Give yourself a chance to find the right path.

What's going on with this coffee, it tastes salty.

Oh, damn it all. Ok, Fine!

So you'll take the job, then?

Yes. You positive they'll want me?

Did you tell the military I can't even fight,

let alone kill someone?

Don't worry about that.

You're just gonna be the caretaker of a warehouse

that holds some special weaponry.

Already sounds like a bad idea.

Wonderful! I'll tell them you're coming!

Get 'em to fill you in once you're there.

Ah. Whoa, you're not kidding, this coffee is salty.

Would've been nice to know that the warehouse

was on a different island.

It's Cold.

Oh, no.

Wolves are the last thing I need.

It's been a long time since I felt being a disfeatured

may not be in my best interest.

And now the bridge is falling apart.

This is great...

Stuck in the middle of nowhere!

Attack

Wait!

Pannibal, what do you think you're doing

running off on your own like that?

I've taken down a suspicious individual.

Right, like there's even anyone else here.

Hey, it's you.

I, what, wait, what are you doing here?

Me? Whoa, so many questions.

First things first. Help me.

Something's wrong.

This is nothing like what Grick said.

Just a minute.

Ahh! Ha, ha, ha!

It's been forever, Willem!

Welcome to the secret weapons warehouse!

Oh, my. Have you grown a bit taller?

Why are you here of all places...

...Nygglatho?

Why, you ask.

Why wouldn't I be here, silly? This is my job, where I work!

Damn it. Grick set me up!

I take it you two are still good friends?

Were good friends is more like it.

Try to keep it down while we're inside.

Everyone's in bed this time of night.

"Everyone"?

Mm-hm! This warehouse is run jointly by

the Guardian Wings Military and the Orlandry Merchant Guild.

So, at least on paper,

it requires caretakers from both parties.

I represent the Orlandry.

You are the military caretaker.

Yes, that much I know.

Oh, you look so yummy in your uniform!

I feel like I'm choking...