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My body starts to melt

It was waiting for this miracle

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009

You've got the chance to express you

Here comes the imagination

Time, place

Truth and lies

Joy and sorrow

Kindness, hateness

Happiness, sadness

Smile, tears, friendship

Alone, together, birth

Death, sleep, fight

Space and oneself

In that promised place

I feel it once again

The spreading of a dream that's come true

I start running today too

Episode 35: City of Wind

Are you okay, Sir Van Allen? Maybe we should wait until the wind dies down.

After coming this far?! What are you talking about?

If the Bohta truly did see a golden pyramid,

then it must be the city of gold, El Dorado.

What is it?

They're scared.

They say when you hear a woman's voice on a windy day, it's a witch.

Anyone who's lured in by that voice never returns home.

Ridiculous!

That's the same type of rubbish as the legend of Lorelei on the Rhine River.

It's just the wind.

$-Sir Van Allen!

What's that?!

A gold pyramid!

Someone's coming out!

Blow, wind! Blow it out your cheeks!

Or whatever it is...

The wind just came out of nowhere.

Like the wind from a tempest...

Storm, tempest in the darkness, this is not a place where humans dwell.

To be honest, I'm grateful to you guys.

Coming all the way out here to the boonies of South America for me...

You make it sound so formal.

That's not like you, 007.

But I had no idea you were connected to the famous Van Allen.

You mean a leading figure of the business world and I don't match up?

I didn't mean it like that...

I'm just giving you a hard time.

He helped me out a lot when I was an unknown actor in London.

Before gaining fame in the business world, he was a backer for my theatrical troupe.

First the theater, now expeditions...

He sure has expensive hobbies.

He built his fortune in order to make those dreams come true.

He's not run-of-the-mill nouveau riche.

He's a romantic at heart.

It was always his dream to search for the Inca's El Dorado.

Cheer up. We don't know what happened yet.

Let's get some sleep.

Our search begins first thing in the morning.

This has been hard on him.

I can't blame him. Even though it's almost been a month, there's been no word

from the expedition party and the search party hasn't found a clue

about what happened to them.

That's a scary sound.

It's just the wind.

The ruins make me feel sad somehow.

I can't believe that a lot of people used to live here.

Thousands of Incas disappeared in the space of a night.

When the Spaniards invaded, they came up against a vast golden army.

That's what some people say.

Where did those people go?

I don't know.

They created a number of cities like this, but vanished from there, too.

Let's go to sleep.

What's wrong?

My power...

It feels like my x-ray vision has weakened.

I'm fine. Maybe it's just that I'm tired.

Hang in there! What happened?!

Where are the others in your party?!

What? What are you trying to say?!

P-Pyramid...

A woman came out of the golden pyramid...

Hey, stay with me!

Hey!

Shoot. I can't see anything now.

Was the sound the wind blowing through these rocks?

A golden pyramid!

Who are you?

Xquic.

Xquic?

Princess Xquic.

That's what everyone called me.

What's your name?

I'm Joe. Joe Shimamura.

Joe.

I've been waiting.

I've been waiting.

May thy soul go to Heaven.

Did you see something?

Everyone else is under that.

They all told me to stay here.

They?

The Creators.

Where did these creators go?

I don't know myself.

All I know is I've been waiting a long time.

Long, long days and nights...

Countless dusks and dawns...

Long ago, when the wind blew through the rocks, it had a certain timbre.

It was a beautiful, high-pitched sound.

As time passed, though, it changed, so now when the wind blows through the stones,

all I can hear is a low-pitched groaning sound.

But no one has ever returned.

I can't take it. I can't take this loneliness anymore.

Joe, come with me. Please come with me.

Or if you can't do that, then take me away from here.

Please take me to your world.

After the fearsome scorching heat of summer and the violent storms of winter,

thy duty is done in this world and it is time to head for home.

All that is noble and all that is profane returns to dust in the end.

It's from the Sibylline Books.

Sir Van Allen loved our performance based on that especially.

Where's 0097

I was calling for him earlier, but...

What's that sound?

Hide! The Cabracan is coming!

Cabracan?

Behind that rock...

No, there's no time!

I'll handle the Cabracan!

Please get away!

Xquic!

The pyramid... It can't be!

A golden pyramid and a woman who claims to be a princess...

I can't believe it myself.

I feel like it could have been a hallucination.

We'd be lucky if we could just laugh the whole thing off as a hallucination.

007?

It's possible that woman murdered the search party.

There's no way!

She didn't... She didn't seem capable of cruelty like that.

Shipwrecks caused by the lovely singing voice of a siren, Lorelei.

Might this not be the same kind of thing?

And you're the sailor.

What?!

Whatever.

We'll know by tomorrow.

I'm scared.

Of what?

Meeting that person...

003...

It was really right here?

As I recall, the pyramid was over there.

Do you see something?

No.

If you saw the same hallucination as the search party, it adds up.

Not to me!

Sir Van Allen was murdered in reality!

Hey! Come here!

Looks like huge footprints.

Could be what you said...

The giant.

What's wrong?

Again, something is dampening my power, so I can't see through things.

What?!

Look!

T-There it is.

Something... Something is distorting my vision.

That's why I can see and then not see the pyramid.

You said the wind was blowing the last time you saw the pyramid, right?

Something is shielding the pyramid.

The key to removing that shield is...

The wind?

And sound.

The sound of the wind blowing through the rocks.

My power is being influenced by that, too.

Let's go over there!

Enter the lady with the beautiful voice.

Talk about Lorelei...

That voice could confuse anyone.

009!

Xquic...

Her...

007!

Joe!

Who are you?

Answer me! I don't know what you are,

but what did you do to Sir Van Allen and his party?!

Party?

Don't play dumb!

Not long ago, a group of people came here!

If you're talking about invaders who came here to steal the gold,

they're all dead.

Invaders?!

They tried to steal the gold.

So...

She's a murderer!

Don't!

She was just trying to protect the gold!

Move, 009.

Calm down. Let's talk to her a little more.

What happened here?

Things went badly for them then because the wind blew.

The wind was blowing, so they found the hidden pyramid.

I was happy.

Since it had been so long since I'd seen anyone.

But...

Don't! Stop it!

We're not tomb raiders!

Put it back! Put it all back!

The fools...

So that's what happened.

All that gold in front of them...

So when the wind blows, the pyramid appears?

The Creators left this world, and until the day they return,

the pyramid and I must hide from human eyes.

But in so doing, I'm condemned to a life of solitude.

It's been so hard and lonely that I found myself wishing

for other people to notice me, even if only for a few moments.

The Creators heard you and set up that system.

When the wind blows through those rocks, making that sound, then and only then,

other people will realize that I'm here.

But for the longest time, the wind would blow and no one else was around.

So I was still all alone.

What's wrong?

I hear footsteps.

Cabracan!

Stay away, Cabracan!

These aren't bad people!

Cabracan?

He protects the pyramid and the gold.

He murdered the expedition party?!

I tried to stop him, but...

What the hell is that monster?!

I-It's a curse! The pyramid is cursed!

Dammit!

Acceleration Mode!

Let's go, 009.

Joe, come. Come with me, Joe.

Come. Don't leave me all alone.

Please, help me!

Joe!

Joe, no!

You mustn't go!

You're bewitched by her song!

That's right! It must be that!

Get down, Xquic!

Acceleration!

009!

Hit it in that neck-hole!

I know!

Crap! Where is that bastard looking?!

Look out!

Xquic!

You're...

Its eyes are in its hands!

When it turns this way, shoot!

005, fastball special!

Now!

Xquic!

Joe, I...

Joe, don't...

Self-repair function...

Don't leave me alone.

Xquic...

So she was a robot...

Some gall, talking about being sad and lonely...

No!

It's not like that.

The Creators who made her called her a princess as a joke,

when she was really their slave.

She developed emotions over all those empty years.

A mind can form within a machine.

Is it strange to believe that?!

Aren't we half-machines ourselves?!

She returned to the world that's blocked off.

The rocks have been destroyed.

I'm sure she won't be able to come back here again.

Not until the Creators come back.

The Creators.

Are they the Incas who disappeared?

Whoever they are, they have incredible technology.

It's hard to imagine they could just be ancient people,

but they seem to be cold-hearted bastards.

All that is noble and all that is profane returns to dust in the end.

All that is noble and all that is profane returns to dust in the end.

They gave her a self-healing function, so she wasn't even allowed to return to dust.

Deserted in a timeless place, all she can do is hang around there.

I held my heart up high proudly

I held my heart up high proudly

There wasn't even a lingering trace of that scent

There wasn't even a lingering trace of that scent

Once again I'm dancing, arcing through the air

Once again I'm dancing, arcing through the air

I'm surprised by the meaning of the pain

Like the red light from a towering building at night

My blinking heart won't turn off

Now I'm starting from here again

Now I'm starting from here again

Along with a vow

There are things I don't want to forget and things that will be wiped away

There are things I don't want to forget and things that will be wiped away

My courage, one courage, a kind courage

My courage, one courage, a kind courage

I can see

Dancing you and me

Ai-yi-yi! What a pickle!

What's wrong, 0067!

I can't get my hands on any more of the mushrooms I need for cooking!

Come to think of it, even though it's summer, the glaciers are expanding.

All right, I'll investigate!

You're going, Doctor? I don't think that's a good idea.

What are you talking about?!

Despite my appearance, I, Isaac Gilmore, am still a youthful...

See?! What did I just tell you?!

N-N-N-Next time on Cyborg 009:

Episode 36: Frozen Ground.

Doctor, you need to exercise more.

So do you!