Way to go, peons. Too bad it failed. Nice try though~

So since it doesn't seem like we'll be going anywhere, would anyone be gracious enough to grand a Master of Death a place to stay? I promise I'll be good, hehe.

[The recording starts with a terrified female scream and the sound of someone running, followed by a short maniacal laugh. The amusement doesn't seem to last long though before it turns into aggravated muttering as the culprit draws closer to the computer.]

What the hell is this shit?! This can't be Drazil! No way in hell Joules and Gamma would let it look like this!

In fact, this place looks like a World Eater has stormed through it. Hehe! Definitely not one of my pets though, this isn't part of Haephnes. Nothing like Prodesto or anything beyond it either, feh. Whoever's it was I'd commend it on a job well done if it weren't lacking the mountains of flesh and rivers of blood! Hahaha!

[there's a brief pause before his tone's switching to something that might almost sound concerned if you listen close enough]
Having my own body is liberating and all but where the hell did the kid go? ..Well, whatever! I'm dying for some hotpods right now.

... [contemplative silence for a minute or so]

So the girl said this thing was a communication device, huh? If anyone sees a red-haired kid toting around a black blade, tell him his soulmate says hi. He'll understand. And someone tell me what the hell this place is and where I can find some damn hotpods!

【CONCRIT】

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