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Episode 2

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【Yumi Hara】 In the rain 【Corpse Party Blood Drive】 【Eng Lyrics】

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There exists an ancient international thaumaturgical organization deep within the Presidio of San Francisco that is said to house the best warriors in the world – DCMK Earth-Prime, warriors imbued with supernatural powers… an organization known only as of the Covenant, and the warriors in their employ are known to the public as the Knights of the Covenant.

They are an organization whose historical origins dated back to the turbulent time of the Crusades, a series of complicated wars that more regrettably was far more than meet's the eye aside from just for secular and noble reasons that had more than a hundred or so known personalities whose histories are discussed and debated in the modern era. Little did history record or made known was that there existed holy knights agreed upon by both West (Catholic Church) and East (Orthodox Church) who were assigned to far more dangerous tasks than just the simple average crusader who would do battle against the Moslems for the protection of the Christian pilgrims and for the safety of the Holy Land.

These holy crusaders would be tasked to do battle against all manner of evil; all manner of darkness the likes of which not just anyone could dare to fight. Ancient spirits of despair, old gods of graves and shadows, demons of hell, and many more creatures of the dark that forever walked upon the earth unawares who had preyed on mankind and other innocent sentients for millennia. That is...until the right time came when all of the prophecies that were written in the Holy Word would be fulfilled when the Savior of Men and Creation was hung on the Cross which gave rise to mankind's fight against the darkness. Mankind now has the chance and the tools to fight against it, to strive for goodness even in spite of the bleakness of sin and evil.

And thus were the Knights of the Holy Covenant were born. The name that was drawn forth from both the Old (Ark of the Covenant) and the new (Mary, mother of Jesus), the time came for an unofficial union that is tasked to fight against the darkness, research the occult, paranormal, and supernatural that is in the spirit of and in light of Christian teaching. Even now, from the centuries following the Crusades up to the present modern time, they are still protecting the world at large, with their branches found throughout every single part of the world, throughout every region. Several main known locations of the Order aside from San Fransicso are the following: the remaining 49 states of the US which alongside San Francisco would form the unified American Branch; the Vatican, the Holy Land, Istanbul, and Moscow in connection with the Roman Catholic Church and the Eastern Orthodox Church, London in connection with the Anglican Church, and many others.

As of now, there came from the deepest part of the underground a gathering of men. A holy ceremony commences as a knight of the Order would begin to be relegated from his basic rank which was that of a simple Knight-Paladin to the rarest rank that is to be bestowed throughout the Order. The rank of Elite Knight: tasked with greater responsibilities, they are the best of the best, and as such, are assigned near-impossible tasks that no other human or mortal sentient on Earth could possibly complete. They are deemed as the very last line of defense of the Covenant. Identified by five gold cross shield emblems on their collar.

There was a gathering of men. They were men that wore ancient robes that seem to resemble the monks from the monasteries and were holding swords whose blades seem to be made out of pure white and holy light.

"Step forward, Knight-Paladin Gilead Solomon Burgundy."

A call came forth from the one who wore a brown robe. He was quite tall, with black hair and an aged face that would show years of experience. He beckons the young man with brown hair and blue eyes to walk towards him, to which he does so in a graceful and respectful manner that is fitting to a well-trained paladin of the light.

And then, all of the men with the exception of the aged man would lower their swords.

"Kneel."

The young man complied accordingly, kneeling down on one left knee on the ground that has a shield emblem depicting the Holy Cross and his right arm was poised towards his breast. Then the aged man would lower his sword and place it on his right shoulder, and then came the left, investing him with authority.

"By the right that is given unto me as Marshal of the Holy Order, I dub thee: Elite Knight Gilead Solomon Burgundy. Arise and give glory to The One."

The young man arose just as requested, his expression showing respect and humility to his superior.

Even now, he felt as if he were not ready. Even now, he felt as if he were unworthy to be bestowed this honor that is a rarity. Nevertheless, he thought, if it is the will of The One, then he will gladly accept to the best of his abilities.

"Rejoice, my brothers. We have a new Elite Knight ordained by The One. Give him glad tidings and blessings that are his due."

The gathering men, banishing their swords of light away with nothing but a mere flicker of the will, would crowd over to the young man and impart smiles and blessings of praiseworthiness and encouragement in light of his newly given set of admittedly overwhelming responsibilities.

Gilead Solomon Burgundy.

He was a young man that is considered to be the greatest Knight to ever step foot in the hallowed halls of the Covenant. He never knew who his parents were, as he was orphaned as a child. As a result, he had no clue who he was, or what his real name is. Realizing he needed something to identify himself with, he took up the name Gilead Solomon Burgundy in light of three important things. Gilead reminds one of the simple mountainous northern parts of the region of Transjordan. Solomon reminds one of the famed King Solomon whose wisdom is well known throughout the world. Burgundy reminds one of a dark red-purplish color and the significance of such a name in the history of France which were one of many countries that had saints like Bernard of Clairvaux and Joan of Arc.

Sometime later, he was eventually taken in and adopted by the Covenant at a very young age when it was discovered that he possessed supernatural powers which weren't so unusual and is the norm for the Order. What was unusual however was the fact that the young boy seemed to be capable of wielding all of the elements.

To give a basic description, there are six elements that a Knight of the Covenant is capable of wielding based on the affinity of the individual.

Water, Earth, Fire, Air, Light, and Darkness.

Only one element is to be wielded as the norm and each element that is associated with the individual is what they would eventually specialize in. However, it would appear that Gilead is capable of wielding all of them without issue, a multi-user, a rarity among the Order as there are only a few recorded individuals who have such an ability, tracing back to the times of the Crusades, a time of turbulence and strife.

Because of this, he gained the title: 'The Anonymous'

As he grew older, his offensive and defensive abilities would grow in strength, sharpening like an invisible blade upon the battlefield. And by the time he became an Elite Knight, he was already sixteen years old, the youngest of them all to be blessed with such ordainment.

There is a rare psychic ability that he has acquired ever since he could possibly remember. He had the ability to see flashes of the future, usually dangerous, life-threatening events moments before they took place. The drawbacks that he had would usually equate to a limited amount of time on his hands and other unknown factors that could not just be seen from the visions, meaning that context is key here.

It is called Future Sight.

And this was one of those cases...

After a bright flash of light, he found himself standing inside a rundown building. He couldn't exactly tell where he was, as it was unfamiliar to him. Looking forward, he could see what appeared to be a little girl, wearing a red dress...

"...!"

Something felt...off about this girl.

Her skin was a sickly pale color, and she had long black hair that extended past her shoulders. Her eyes looked hollow, no color emanating from them whatsoever. There was her dress which was dyed in the color red. Usually, when one such as a Knight of the Covenant would think of such a color, it could only be associated with many things. None of them were quite good. Terrible even to describe.

Malevolence.

That was the proper word to describe this girl. She was vengeful. She was cruel. And then there was that smile. It seemed to be quite innocent, but it was far from the case. It was causing the hair on his skin and neck to stand up straight. A chill ran down his spine.

Was he fortunate that this girl does not seem to see him?

Maybe. Maybe not.

But the vision would not allow him to contemplate further as he ceremoniously gets sent to other surroundings. Scenes that were likened to that of the old black and white films that were rolling on the screen would be seen in the following order. Brutal murders seem to have taken place. Several individuals, nine in total: five teenage girls, three teenage boys, and one adult. The teenagers seem to carry a resemblance to school uniforms that were only worn in Japan.

Their murders were something that he couldn't make out quite distinctly, almost as if the phenomenon itself was blocking him from deducing it. He could not know how they die, just knew that they did. Some however were much more brutal than the last.

All he could tell was the names of the individuals and the descriptions that came forth from his mind.

Satoshi Mochida. Yoshiki Kishinuma. Sakutaro Morishige. Naomi Nakashima. Seiko Shinohara. Ayumi Shinozaki. Mayu Suzumoto. Yuka Mochida. Yui Shishido.

Why was he being shown these people?

He didn't know.

And yet, he felt something else.

An unnatural connection.

Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill. Silent Hill.

"Everyone has a different nightmare on Silent Hill."

An echo was heard, mentioning an unnatural and damnable place that he seems to recognize based on his eyes widening in dread. A wall of text seem to pass right through him and was echoing in a way that made his head ache and was grimacing at the large banquet of the negative emotional spectrum. One that seems unnaturally connected to the rundown place. He could tell that this place was a school, abandoned and not taken care of in the past...

...42 years...

Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host. Heavenly Host.

...Then...he was back on Earth...

...But wait...

...What...

"...!"

What...happened...?

All he saw was the ruins of what was once Tokyo, Japan, the capital and the largest city, the most populous in the world that has an estimated 37.468 million residents in the charter of 2018. Now, all he saw was nothing but the ruins of a once-great city reduced to a pile of rubble. Ashes were raining from the skies and he could see from his heightened senses what was once Mount Fujii, has erupted for the very first time in over a hundred years, having last erupted from the years 1707 to 1708. Unnatural crimson lightning was seen flashing from the skies, striking at the top of the ruined skyscrapers. There was a giant black hole that was present in the sky.

Lava was present everywhere and was flowing like rivers on a stream, melting the very ground that he was standing on. He would see what appeared to be multitudes of spirits who could only wander and have no rest, and there were undead creatures that seem to be present in the darkened alleyways, consuming what appeared to be the remains of a few individuals.

A normal person would grow sick in his stomach by watching this.

But Gilead Solomon Burgundy was not just anyone.

All hope didn't seem lost, however.

Another vision was granted to him. Five young men were seen from his line of sight.

A young man with black spiky hair and black eyes, wearing a black jacket with an attached white hood having an inward purple interior, black pants, and black Nike shoes.

A young boy with dark brown hair and blue eyes, wearing his iconic blue blazer with a single button, a red bowtie, and accentuated with a light brown trenchcoat. A pair of shorts, followed by white socks and red trainers.

A young man with brown hair and brown eyes, wearing a brown shirt that is accentuated with a blue WWII trenchcoat, blue jeans, and white shoes.

A young man with straight brown hair that reaches down to his neck and amber-brown eyes worn over by a pair of glasses, wearing a red collared shirt, a black formal suit, black formal pants, and black formal shoes.

A young man with black hair and violet eyes, wearing a red jacket with a black shirt underneath and grey trousers, with brown shoes.

His eyes widened as he recognized them. They were five old friends of his, meeting them a long time ago when he was simply ten years old. Aside from his duty as a Knight of the Covenant, he was a student of a special type of school that consisted of unique and wonderful individuals throughout the greater multiverse.

TARDIS School.

And these five were well known as the Jack of All Trades, five members of Team TARDIS, second sons, and companions of the Time Lord known as the Doctor.

And these five seem to be represented by the five sides of a pentagram that was in the color yellow and white.

And then came the voice of an unfamiliar woman that was uttering a dire warning...

"Elite Knight, you must reunite with the five individuals that you see before you. Together, all of you must rescue the nine individuals who had died painful and tragic deaths. Prevent them at all costs. The nine are the only thing standing in the way of the darkness that lies within Heavenly Host."

And then, he awoke from his quarters. Then without hesitation, he would head straight for the office of the Marshal in order to report back what he had found out.

"I see."

Marshal James Butcher, third in command of the Knight of the Covenant, was an aged man who appeared to be in his mid-sixties, with white hair and a white facial beard. He was wearing what appeared to be reminiscent of a religious monk, one that had a brown cloak and hood. As a matter of fact, almost all of his clothing look brown in color, even the footwear that he would use which was that of simple slippers.

His expression was grim and understanding as he was listening to the tale of the newly elected Elite Knight of the Order. He leans back to his wooden chair and pondered the meaning behind this admittedly disturbing prophesy.

Based on what he could discern, it would appear that this threat seems to be of a level that may in fact be not confined to merely one universe, but to several others. Already were this to be the case if the hint of the Jack of All Trades were anything to go by. Following that was another grave matter that had the old man concerned as his Knight would mention the name of a haunted place that had been brushed with nightmare and evil.

Silent Hill.

It was located in Maine, a state in the New England region of the United States, bordered by New Hampshire to the west; the Gulf of Maine to the southeast; and the Canadian provinces of New Brunswick and Quebec to the northeast and northwest, respectively.

On the surface, Silent Hill is portrayed as what could be considered an archetypal, peaceful, New England tourist town for relaxation. Chiefest among its industries are tourism and, to a lesser extent, agriculture. Once upon a time, it was described to be a small town with a population below 30,000, and its key industry, tourism, is in a state of steady decline. However, it is still growing and expanding and is already be considered a city by the year 2012. Some of the town's conservative residents oppose modernization and the transformation of the town into a tourist attraction based on religious and traditional beliefs.

But there was a terrible darkness that no one could ever hope to dare to underestimate when it came to that very place.

It seems that all types of anomalies and all manner of evil are drawn to that wretched place. Many eerie and odious rumors abound and some even conflict with each other which further adds to the complexity of the place.

Worse yet, Silent Hill plays host to a horrific supernatural alternate reality known as the Fog World and Otherworld, home to all manner of nightmarish monsters. It is also common to hear air-raid sirens between Fog World and Otherworld shifts.

Long ago, there was a religious extremist doomsday cult that the Knights of the Covenant had to deal with on their own world and several others. It is known as the Order and they lurk about this place, orchestrating their malefic endeavors in the shadows. Adamant for the return of their god in order to reach Paradise, the Order has been involved with murder, torture, and child abuse, and has even convinced parents to dismember, drown, and set their children on fire, believing their sacrifices to appease God. Sinister traditions and rituals continue to be handed down from a time long ago and are performed in absolute secrecy. Thanks to the efforts however of a group of individuals through the decades and with the involvement of special individuals like the Doctor and the Mason Family, the Order itself has managed to become defunct and rendered extinct on DCMK Earth-Prime and several other Earths.

But the legacy of Silent Hill seems to have still remained for a number of unquantifiable reasons. And this recent report that his Elite Knight had delivered to him would eventually make him breathe a heavy sigh, slightly thinking that he was far too old for this while also concerned about the potential consequences that are to ensue.

"If what you say is true, and I have no reason to believe that it isn't, then we should take this warning very seriously, especially since that haunted town up on the northeastern state seems to be involved now in this predicament. We already know about the Five who would aid in your quest and that based on your vision, they may have already ended up in this hostile dimension, what else can you tell me about the Nine?"

"Only that most of them are students, Marshal. The boys were wearing gakuran uniforms while the girls were wearing sailor uniforms, with only one girl seemingly differ in her uniform color. Plus one teacher. I proposed that we must act quickly since I have no doubt that these people are already trapped within Heavenly Host as time as I felt it seems to flow different from here to there," Gilead explained in a serious tone.

"I agree," Marshal Butcher nodded. "Perhaps it is time that the Gate would need to be used for this endeavor. I will give you full authority and my blessing to handle this case, Elite Knight Burgundy. The fate and balance of several universes including our very own depend on it."

The Gate.

Five pillars from the sides of a circumferential wall. All it took for the user to make use of this interdimensional gate was the effort of mental concentration and an indomitable will to know where to go. There were possible risks involved without the necessary conditions that are to be met such as getting lost in some other dimension or bringing in any unwanted guests.

But for Gilead Solomon Burgundy, he wouldn't need to worry about such things based on his experience and training.

Gilead was standing in a giant circumference, wearing what appeared to be a gray gakuran uniform fully buttoned, gray pants, dark red socks, and white uwabaki slippers with blue stripes near the soles. It was the male uniform of Kissargi Academy, the school where three young teenagers among the Nine were attending. It would be his default clothing as a way of blending in his new hostile environment.

A bright white light would begin to engulf him little by little.

The Gate was activating.

And now, Gilead was praying from the heart, a favorite psalm that he used to recite as a child.

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me to lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside the still waters. He restores my soul; he leads me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever."

And then, he was transported to another place as soon as he had finished his favorite prayer.

Marshal Butcher, who was watching from afar alongside two other Knights, was uttering a word of prayer for the young lad, having considered him to be a son as he was the one who had adopted him as his very own.

"Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis. Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, dona nobis pacem."

A flash of light brightened the dark dilapidated corridor.

Gilead would notice that he had arrived at the place that was dictated to him by his dreams.

From the corner of his eye, he would see broken-down walls and doors. The wood appeared to be cracked. The rotted walls were barely holding up. Floorboards were torn away, sticking up, and rust-covered nails jutted out from the floor. Dust and dirt coated the room, giving the air a thick stench. Desks were overturned, and their legs rusted beyond belief.

However...

It was the dead silence that gripped the area that would leave no doubt as to where Gilead currently was.

He has secretly infiltrated the devil's lair, the same negative energy being felt and running throughout his spiritual senses.

He felt death. He felt weariness. He felt blood.

Now that he is in enemy territory, he would need to be cautious.

He would remain silent and keep his feet together. He would need to remain calm in the face of this darkness. He analyzes the safest routes in the unpredictable den of lions. And he would choose the route that is safest in the cover of silence.

A long journey would await him as he would try to catch up to five of his friends. And perhaps even a Lord of Time who may not be far behind.

After all, how else would the five even end up here in this godforsaken place?

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【Asami Imai】 Keshin 【Corpse Party Blood Drive】 【Eng Lyrics】

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Gilead Solomon Burgundy

Marshal James Butcher