Destination Forks: The Real World of Twilight

Hey, talk about a reversal of fortunes, huh?

What was that?

Night of Miracles

She can't see you?

What does that even mean?

Well, how should I explain?

Oh, an old fortune teller with the traveling entertainers used to say that...

Um, those with a rigid world view can't see fae.

I think that was it...

I see.

A rigid world view, huh?

Guts!

I know.

Here they come.

My allies?

What?

What's happening?

Take a good look, with wide-open eyes.

They're miracles, sent to this world by God,

that you can't see just by worshiping an idol.

I see it now.

What is that?

That's where I was headed to begin with.

Though there's been lots of interference.

What's there?

Didn't you want to know what I was after?

Eh?

It's just as well.

I'll tell you now.

That is...

The estate of Count Lansdown, who governed Midland's western outskirts.

Loving hunting and hounds, he built this manse at which to while away his idleness.

The fire five years ago, which killed the count and his retainers,

should have reduced it to mere ruins...

Come to think of it,

reports said that travelers and pilgrims often go missing in these parts.

What a sad end for the former hounds.

They're excited by the smell of blood.

Impossible.

How can such things...

...even exist?

That's why I called them miracles.

How can you be terrified of such a great opportunity?

As a believer, don't you have some phrase?

You could say, "Dear God..."

I've had my fill of miracles.

Enough to make me puke.

Come with me, or you'll be devoured!

Where am I?

Man, that was tough...

What, you even brought the horse?

Hey, Guts!

You seem not to have gotten it through your skull—

Yeah, I know...

I'll never forget that you brought me all the way here, horse.

Very good.

Man, those are a lot of heads.

Humans, I tell you...

Oh, Divine Lord, show mercy.

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing really.

What in the world is this?

What misshapen, abhorrent creatures...

Does this have to do with what Revelations foretold, as well?

Serpico?

Don't!

That idiot!

A man?

Who are you?

That's my line.

I am this place's keeper of the hounds.

Very well...

First, untie me!

I'll see that you are rewarded handsomely for your aid!

I am...

I am in this state for reasons I cannot say,

but I am a legitimate Holy See knight.

I will ensure you are well-received.

Meat...

What?

It's easier to eat the way it is...

H-H-Hounds!

Don't be cruel to the hounds!

They're my... my family.

Don't hurt them!

You... You'll pay for this!

Even the master of the house...

is fed to the dogs if he... if he is cruel to them!

You killed the master of the house?

No, I ate him.

I... I haven't smelled anything this good in a long time.

A high-quality noblewoman...

I kn-know... y-your smell...

That was the best prey.

You are a survivor from that day?

I won't be lame and try to go easy with my injuries.

I couldn't care less if my arm gets ripped off.

For the first time in a long while, I remember

how it felt at the start of all this.

Thanks, it feels like crap.

Me... Me, too.

Thanks.

See, he's finally here.

My target, the one you wanted to know about...

The Apostle.

Apostle?

That's right.

Eradicating every last one of these Apostles...

That is my goal.

Th-The moment that brand marked you...

Your... Your fate was set in stone.

You're just p-prey... meat... hunted...

s-struggling... crawling!

Like I said...

Don't be cruel to the hounds!

Guts, above you!

Right!

What's wrong with you, Guts?!

Do it like usual!

Meat... Meat!

Meat... Meat...

I'm tough and taste like shit...

It'll be fine.

After eating you,

I'll c-cleanse my palate... with the woman-meat.

Th-That woman... is like the lady.

A noblewoman...

So soft.

M-Melting in your mouth...

The lady?

Th-The flavors are coming out.

Humans who oppose us...

are just food.

I gotta say, when it comes to eating, you have no table manners.

Yeah.

M-Meat has high... and low grades...

People nice to me have... s-soft, sweet meat.

M-Meat from those... who call me ugly... a-and inferior is low-grade!

Smelly meat... tough meat...

Then I doubt I'd taste good.

No hurry.

I'll know soon enough!

Hey, Guts!

Th-This is real.

This is a real, preserved human being!

Don't touch her!

Don't...

Don't touch the lady!

My lady!

Sh-She believed in me.

They looked down... on me

as ugly and inferior.

The lady was the only one... who believed me, and I...

M-My lady!

So you dressed up the half-eaten remains as a tribute to her?

Talk about twisted to the core.

Guts...

I will eradicate every last Apostle.

I'll give you a clean death, so talk.

How can I find them?