You seriously think that I'd belong there? That white castle? You must be out of your mind...

These machines... Those researchers must be having the time of their lives. I'm grateful, of course.

Shadows lie beneath.

Eclipsites? Oh! Those things are my torture toys.

My poor sister. If we could meet face to face, I wonder what the look on her face would be. Ha!

Although she possesses this body most of the time, she does let me use it whenever I nag.

What is it? You want to please us? Where're our black tea and snacks?

What do you think of me? Annoying? What? I thought you really wanted to talk about it?

I'm smelling a scent that makes me unhappy coming from somewhere in here...

Well... I actually... don't like how dark this skirt is.

Me, you want me to stay here? You do know I'm rumored to be a thing of nightmares from the graves, right?

So! Dreadfully! Boring!!!

Oh, I shall reap you as per your request.

There is no escape!

Punishment!!

Tastes better than snacks...

Play with me, will you?

Yes, my dear sister. We are no longer who we were...

Bow down before me! For I feast on your souls!

I will await you in the love nest of punishment, Carleen!

"Whenever the stars and moon are dim, black spiders rise from the graves to devour the denizens who have lost their way..." What kind of fool wrote something as ludicrous as this!

You are very interested in me, are you not?

Al-che-my Stars.

Ha, New Year? Seriously?

Why not have some tea with our new friends and enjoy the last fun moments of our lives together?

How about I tie strings on your soul and let's dance away at our afternoon tea session! Come on!

Oh, these mechanical claws? No worries. They don't hurt one bit—at least, no one ever complained!

Oh, those delightful cries. They are my toys and my muse! Neither my father nor sister could comprehend their melodious voices... Could you?

The honorable nobleman's house had a backyard; the forgotten backyard had an old grave; deep in the damp old grave slept a woman; and in the smile of the woman... Oh, what did you see?

The sealed sarcophagus has been unsealed. Obey your thirst and desires, reach your hand out from your throat, and take those sweet fruits...

That look in your eyes... What do you want? Or could it be... You wish to join this big family and become a member of this glamorous royal family?

Fine. I give your permission to come close to me. But if you scratch my skirt, I shall stomp on your face. That's fine, right?

Is it fear or excitement on your face... when you stare into my eyes? Oh, you want me to guess? How mischievous.

You just touched me, didn't you? If it were Mia, she'd probably cry.

I want black tea... and snacks... tea... and snacks...

If I smile like this, I'd be like Baba Yaga, right? Hm... Well, she has my face anyway.

Ha, New Year? Seriously?

You. Are late. Where were you?

Don't you know NOT to disturb me this early!?

Wait. Are you... expecting a welcome from me? Then... Wel-come!

Time for a pleasant horror experience. Shall we go check out some... black spiders?

Ha, New Year? Seriously?

Come. Closer. Your noble hostess is inviting you to join this tea party. She and I are having a very good time at this tea party—

Show sincerity or I rip you a new one.

Are you trying to get on my bad side with this?

How cute the way you're trying to please me.

If you have to be so nice... I'll let her pay you gratitude next time.

Cry! Scream! Oh, how melodious the soul!

Oh, how enticing is the smell of fear!

Oh, how my mouth waters...

I... I hope we didn't scare you. It is true that we are the soul-devouring black spider that people of Lumopolis are talking about... It's a secret that she really wants to let out...

When did it happen? Back when Father still loved me, Mother was still with me, my sister was still a cry-baby... and the war had yet begun.

He meant to bury the secrets of Lumopolis along with me... But one day, they shall make a comeback... Just you wait, my dear father...

A playland in Hell, that belongs to just me!