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First, we must begin by explaining my profession.
What I most greatly require
is corpses.
1878 London
It was proven that after death
a person's body will lighten by 21 grams compared to their weight while alive.
This is the weight of the soul's essence
or what one might consider the weight of the soul.
By installing an artificial soul essence
into a corpse that has lost its soul
we are able to resurrect the dead.
However, that is a false soul.
Dr. Victor Frankenstein resurrected the first corpse-
The One.
It is said he was able to speak
pursue love
and even harbor murderous intent.
In his despair
he took the technologies he developed-the Memorandum of Victor
and disappeared.
He left us only
imitations of The One
dolls lacking both souls and language.
If The One possessed a soul
if that 21 gram soul could be returned to empty bodies
then could those who have passed away
live once more?
Move.
Can you see me?
Do you recognize me?
Walk.
Stop.
Power output... is working fine.
Reach out.
Take this pen.
Write down every conversation and action.
I hope this will become your soul.
Welcome back, Friday.
Now, just prior to the turn of the 20th century
corpse technologies are already able to control a nation's fate.
When Dr. Victor Frankenstein succeeded in resurrecting the dead 100 years ago
people feared and detested resurrection
and steadfastly rejected corpse technology.
The earliest to accept corpses were women.
If corpses were to act as soldiers,
they would not have to lose their husbands and sons to war.
The world realized the value of corpse technologies for military affairs
and began to strongly push the development of corpse technology forward.
The military technology born amidst this
also enabled civilian uses.
It has throroughly changed people's everyday lives.
Artificial soul essences, made from repeated simulations by analytical engines
and recorded onto punch cards
have been named "Necroware."
They are making optimizations for coachmen, housekeepers, laborers, and various fields of work.
In the living world, corpses increase with each passing day.
Even now, it is hardly an overstatement
to say that corpses are the backbone of the world economy.
At the once frightening fortress, the Tower of London
here, corpse engineers
improve Necroware day after day,
endlessly supplying updates to the corpses of the world
by means of the analytical engine of exceptional calculation capabilities
the Charles Babbage.
This is a tale of corpses.
A Cambridge Engine
extended with an Edinburgh Language Engine into a dual engine soul analysis configuration.
You were able to do this in such a short time.
How elegant.
But
you too must realize that soul essence analysis is a national secret.
Knowledge of it is a serious crime.
Yet you still took the risk. Just what were you intending?
The survivors might feel quite grieved
if they were to know that it was the deceased's dearest friend who stole the remains.
The tabloids wouldn't keep quiet either.
The abnormal love of an outstanding University of London medical student.
Resurrecting corpses without permission and installing illegal Necroware
for that, imprisonment is unavoidable.
Did you believe I didn't anticipate that I'd be traced?
Never mind.
How could I allow such talent and enthusiasm to rot away in this cave?
Her Royal Majesty isn't this devoid of sense.
Shall we make a deal then?
I am M.
Come serve the British Empire
John Watson.
1878 British India Bombay
Former U.S. President, Ulysses S. Grant.
Did he come to personally hawk the technologies developed in the Civil War?
What was that just now?
What exploded?
Don't sit around dumbstruck, student.
What are you doing!
You don't want to die on the frontlines, do you?
Let's go!
Hurry and throw it off! It'll explode!
Friday!
Do something!
Damn!
What is with that man?
They're Russian controlled corpse explosives.
Explosives that aren't shipped as cargo
but instead are made from the corpses themselves.
Through breaking the fats down into glycerol?
It's well made.
Is now the time to be admiring them?
The next wave is on its way.
Get in and hold on tight!
The Russians are giving it their all too.
Why are they shooting?
They're aiming at the valuables. It's not just us.
Friday, take the gun out of my bag!
Hurry and get rid of him!
Friday!
Shoot him!
Friday!
Use the gun you're holding!
Shoot him in the head!
Shoot!
How bothersome.
Let's switch.
Switch?
Just sit here and hold onto the reins.
Don't say it like it's easy!
Well, that's dealt with.
You're Burnaby.
Captain Frederick Burnaby?
The guide assigned by Walsingham
or rather, someone to monitor me?
Wrong on both counts.
I'm here to babysit an idiot, corpse enthusiast student.
Don't be so put off.
Just like with your predecessors, at worst, I'll still send your corpse back.
It's an age where even a corpse can serve their country.
Predecessors?
What's that about?
He got blown up by explosives.
That's why they dispatched you.
I didn't hear of this!
Probably forgot to tell you.
Well, that was just bad luck.
Best of luck to you.
Oh, that's right.
Write down that I'm a handsome man.
You don't need to write that, Friday.
Hey, hey, let him work a little!
It's you who's getting in the way of his work.
There's quite a few infantry.
The older Krishna organization
as well as the Carabinieri.
They're being sent to Afghanistan.
Soon there'll be more dead than living.
For a corpse engineer like you, it'd be rather interesting place.
This isn't for you.
I don't want it.
Right, there's something for you.
Here.
What is it?
Sent over by Walsingham.
Identification papers?
To use as a disguise.
A medical school professor acting as a military doctor.
I haven't graduated yet...
This man...
Alexei Fyodorovich Karamazov.
He was a military chaplain in the Russian Empire...
The man purported to be the Romanov Dynasty's Dr. Frankenstein, correct?
Three months ago, that corpse engineer
lead military corpses in an armed rebellion.
We lost track of him in inland Afghanistan.
What was his goal?
To establish a new kingdom with corpses as subjects.
As the price to avoid punishment
let me infiltrate war torn Afghanistan
to investigate that kingdom.
Karamazov took with him
the lost research notes of Dr. Victor Frankenstein.
The Memorandum of Victor.
The technology behind the creation of the only corpse that had a soul and possessed language-
The One-is recorded in there...
The Third Section under the Tsar's control has also begun to move.
This is the Great Game.
Whether it's the Russian Empire, or Karamazov
we cannot allow them to seize world hegemony.
To investigate the circumstances of the empire of corpses
and secure the Memorandum of Victor...
That is your mission.
You've come rather late.
I had almost thought you'd died.
We ran into more than a few things.
Seems they don't teach you about punctuality in Britain.
You're the same impertinent brat as ever.
Pleased to meet you. I am Nikolai Krasotkin.
I'm Watson. John Watson.
A madman engineer who, on their own initiative, turned their friend into a corpse.
Well, I won't press that issue for the time being.
I've been eagerly awaiting you
Dr. Watson.
This way, then.
That man's Russian, isn't he.
We were nearly killed by his comrades in Bombay!
No worries.
He's a collaborator
to guide us.
As if I could believe that!
Hey, Burnaby!
The new techniques that Karamazov acquired from the Memorandum...
Don't you want to see them?
Let's go, Friday.
You are also pursuing the Memorandum, aren't you?
Why are you cooperating with us?
Please, there's no need to worry.
I'll let you have the Memorandum.
We need only ensure Karamazov's person
that will be enough.
So that's how it is.
There are internal turmoils in the Russian Empire.
The sought after outcomes are different, so the path there will also differ.
That's all.
We've a long ways to go.
We're all special agents here, so let's try to get along.
Alright.
Reload and try again.
How valiant.
They're self defense methods.
Although their cognitive ability is no match for a human
never hesitating is also very outstanding.
But I hope that what he shoots isn't you.
Are you from the same place as Alexei Karamazov?
It's exactly as your materials have written.
He stole the Memorandum during a corpse soldier experiment
along with some test subjects.
Did he succeed in the reappearance of The One?
What's in the Memorandum...
Or no, I heard that he completed the analysis of the Memorandum...
Who knows.
Did he want to set up an assassin organization, like the ancient assassins' sects?
Due to these doubts
we must handle this case in a covert, sophisticated manner.
But with regards to you
you can't allow Karamazov to be killed.
Whatever he did in those remote, uninhabited regions
if it suits the interests of the nation, I must bring it back.
He's currently in the Kokcha Valley north of Kabul.
If you even knew that
why are you still collaborating with us?
Because we need you
Dr. Watson.
An expert in corpse technology, like you.
Fire!
1878 Khyber Pass
Without amassing more enemies, firing is just a waste of ammunition.
Let them fight.
Before so many corpse soldiers
expecting them to maintain self-restraint is harsh.
Victory or defeat
can be predicted with a single calculation
what's the purpose of a real battle?
In that case, it becomes a mere game.
Mankind needs legends.
Legends bursting with words that are burning with passion.
The majority of people cannot understand your theory.
Without understanding it, they cannot accept it
other than those who can personally see and experience it.
Stories are born from our foolishness
reaffirming it repeatedly.
And the conclusion
is this?
Seems like the path has eased up a bit.
Don't let your guard down.
Enemies can see very clearly here.
You really will die if you're absentminded.
Curses!
Split up, quickly!
This might turn into something interesting, for the first time in a while.
Please, step back.
Friday, level the gun.
I can hardly believe it
he can even predict the opponent's movements.
Is he really a corpse?
He dodged it!
Did my country implement that, after all?
Dr. Watson!
That's Necroware developed by Karamazov!
It's so dexterous, the movement ability of each joint's coordinated activity.
The ability to grasp the situation and to predict and choose the best strategy
is entirely unlike corpses up until now.
They possess intent to kill
a murderous intent.
What we seek-
the technologies of Victor... is there.
It's endless.
Watson!
Hurry!
Don't be so captivated.
It's not that!
Is there...
no other way?
There isn't.
Hurry it up.
You want that woman to come rescue you?
I get it.
Burnaby...
I'm not going to listen to your last words.
Those new types...
Can we capture one?
What?
Install. Supply power.
Was the murderous intent I felt
from this corpse himself
or was it merely due to a difference in the installed programs?
Does he have language?
Does he possess a soul?
Move.
Increase the load on the cognition control system.
This is it. It's these eyes.
Can you speak?
Increase the output rate, Friday.
What is your name?
Say it!
Say your name!
Experiment suspended
Friday.
Why did you ask for the corpse's name?
What do you mean?
Perhaps it has something to do with your friend?
Noble_Savage_007.
This is Friday's registered name, as one of Walsingham's assets.
The dead are of course assigned unique numbers
as a symbol of their identity.
Names will be abandoned.
Even if you analyze the ID, you can see naught but their basic performance.
Corpses have no need of names
they cannot speak.
Just why do you seek the Memorandum so dearly?
Aren't all those who deal with corpse technology like that?
You're more or less the same, no?
A conviction in technology is like instinct for them.
If they could see it so clearly, it might be relaxing.
Yes.
The Memorandum might be real, Friday.
It might even prove your theory true.
You must be Dr. Watson.
I am Hadaly. President Grant's secretary.
Earlier, in that dangerous place...
The Honorable Ulysses S. Grant enjoys taking risks.
Did he have a soul?
That corpse earlier
moved about like a living human
and also retained intelligence.
Then, what of the soul?
My friend often used to say, thought precedes language.
And that corpse
tried to speak.
In other words, is the soul hidden behind thought?
At the moment, it's no more than speculation
but I'll definitely prove it.
Is your soul wishing for that?
I've never once felt a soul
and I have no idea what it really is.
Perhaps he and I are even closer.
May we meet again, somewhere.
You can't be too certain about women like that.
Be careful.
Why did Karamazov want to steal corpse soldiers to start his rebellion?
Based on the new types of corpses
it would seem the reappearance of The One is already imminent.
Does he require a reason?
If he at least had a reason, I could be convinced.
Your mission is to secure the Memorandum
not to investigate the causes or reasons behind the event, is it not?
You can ask Aloysha about his story yourself.
We've arrived.
Women and children corpses...
I've waited a long time
Dr. Watson.
I am Alexei Karamazov.
You're in exceedingly good health
Aloysha.
You've worked hard, Kolya.
Thank goodness you were able to make it.
If bringing us here was your mission
I wish we could have taken an easier route.
The British Empire has taken a strong interest in the current incident.
I hope you can inform us of your motives.
It was something Nikolai and I discovered
during a mission to a small island in the Arctic Circle.
Dr. Watson.
Why is it that you seek the Memorandum?
For the reappearance of The One
or perhaps by the nation's command?
In the pursuit of corpse technology, a just cause matters not.
I had also pursued the reappearance of The One in the past
conducting experiments again and again.
The countless corpses that accumulated
the countless eyes that had lost their radiance...
When I noticed that it was myself that was reflected in those eyes
I came to my senses
and asked myself what exactly it was that I was pursuing.
I will ask you once more.
Why is it that you seek the Memorandum?
The advancement of corpse technology
and the reappearance of The One.
Even if you would have to break taboos?
There will always be a day
when even forbidden technology becomes normal and proper.
In any case, nowadays corpses have been integrated into life.
So it is.
Once a technology is born
it will never again be stopped by anyone's will.
Because of this, Nikolai and I dealt away with the information
and altered the important portions.
The Russian Empire has already introduced the new corpse type to the battlefield.
The world order will be restructured.
Britain hasn't turned a blind eye to this.
Where is the Memorandum?
If you pursue the Memorandum
then you must promise that you'll destroy it.
Why?
There is no reason.
The sum of your words up until this moment
will eventually determine your legacy.
Friday...
The reason you seek the Memorandum
is him, isn't it?
You don't treat him as an object.
Dr. Watson.
Have you made up your mind to carry the burden of the reality that lies in the technologies of the Memorandum?
No matter what kind of reality lies in wait
I will obtain the Memorandum.
Those are the words that will guide you on this journey.
I'm glad that I could converse with you like this.
My pleasure...
Then, I'll see you tomorrow.
Friday, come with me.
Please, don't avert your gaze.
This is the new corpse technology that you seek.
Stop!
Nikolai!
I'll remove this!
My duties...
until now...
to each...
of you...
have concluded...
How could...
Installing an artificial soul into a living being
should be impossible!
Opium?
Degeneration music is also important.
The artificially clouded, degenerate consciousness is created
and then fixed in place with an artificial soul.
This is the method recorded in the Memorandum.
You're a madman!
This is no more than murder!
You are the same!
You dissected a living man at the Khyber Pass
a living man just like Nikolai!
I also used my brother as a test subject.
You and I are alike.
In chasing the reappearance of The One
we even used those dearest to us as stepping stones.
Nikolai's soul...
where is it?
There is no soul
only concealing death in the future.
Do you understand now
the foolishness of this technology?
It's only that the technology hasn't been perfected!
Why don't you continue researching further?
If you had bravely pressed forth
perhaps the soul would be right before you!
How could you act as though
the sacrifices of your dearest friends never occurred!
The one who's averting his eyes is you!
Expressing one's thoughts to someone is truly difficult.
Please forgive me, Nikolai.
Brother...
This is the only way left.
The Memorandum is currently in Japan...
If you wish to keep researching then continue onward, please.
However, when the Memorandum is before you
I hope you can recall my words.
Our wish
is to destroy the Memorandum.
I...!
Russia passed down an assassination order on Nikolai and Karamazov.
In the short time they had remaining
they could only gamble on you serving as the conscience of corpse engineers.
Why didn't Karamazov destroy the Memorandum himself?
The same as why you could never destroy Friday yourself.
I'll go to Japan.
How are you going to explain to Walsingham?
I'll continue to pursue the Memorandum.
That ought to be enough.
Forgetting something like that, after having seen it...
That's not something I can do.
Although he was a fellow that would get on your nerves
we did share some drinks, laughs, and banter
so I'll help him out with destroying it.
Let's go.
To Japan.
1879 Tokyo
Pardon me.
Are you from Britain?
In the battles against Russia some time ago
we received quite a bit of help from the British Empire.
I've served as a military attache in the past
and witnessed the Siege of Plevna on the Russian front myself.
But the British Empire has never been to Plevna.
Is that the official statement?
Because of my colleague Mr. Nikolai Krasotkin's request
the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has sent me
as a member of the Imperial Japanese Army
I am Yamazawa Seigo.
Your companion is also waiting outside.
This way, please.
What are you doing?
In depth investigation.
Any results?
I got caught right away.
No results at all.
Aren't you ashamed to be dressed like that?
It isn't underclothes, what's there to be ashamed of?
Is that so?
As long as it pleases you.
The Memorandum isn't here?
The former Russian diplomat was entrusted by Karamazov with the Memorandum
until he returned to his country.
But after contacting Osato Chemicals
he severed communications.
And Osato Chemicals is?
A stock company of the former Shogunate primarily focused on developing corpse technology.
At some point, they began concealing all their business dealings.
Was that at the same time they obtained the Memorandum?
In order to regain power from the new government
it appears that they conspired to develop new corpse types.
It seems suspicious.
Isn't that even better?
It's more intriguing this way.
Pardon me.
As expected, Dr. Watson is in Japan.
Captain Burnaby has also gone with him.
Did your prediction come true, sir?
My job is to predict the future, after all.
The majority of the perimeter garrison has been dealt with.
We'll be safe for now.
The second research building has traces of illegal entry.
Did someone get here first?
23 minutes ago.
There's a possibility.
I see no guards.
The living have all been killed.
It's a trap, no matter how you look at it.
Shall we come another time?
No. Let's accept the invitation.
They even attacked unarmed men...
It appears the Memorandum still possesses a great attraction.
These must be the men that came ahead of us.
Yes. They're Walsingham's agents.
There's no mistaking it.
Looks like there are also others targeting the Memorandum, besides us and Britain.
What are these blotches?
Living people infected with pathogens.
By creating confusion in the mind
it's possible to write in an artificial soul.
Have they been spreading biological weapons recently?
Tch, using these good-for-nothing tricks.
Hurry and destroy the Memorandum.
Else there'll be more and more dead.
This isn't good. They look like experts.
They're mindless swords.
I don't know what you mean by mindless
but it's exactly what I was hoping for!
Please, step back.
Watson!
We'll handle this.
Quickly go and destroy the Memorandum!
Watson!
Go!
Destroy the Memorandum!
I'm sorry.
Let's go, Friday.
Friday, find the Memorandum of Victor.
This is...
the Memorandum of Victor.
Thought precedes language.
So long as there is language
there is a heart
and in there, the existence of the soul.
Let us prove the 21 grams of the soul.
My wish...
Our wish
is to destroy the Memorandum.
Friday, analyze the Memorandum of Victor.
Watson! What are you doing!?
This...
Is it some kind of cipher?
Where's the technology to restore the soul?
Watson!
Deal with it, quickly!
Watson!
Is that the end...?
The corpses' movements have stopped.
Friday!
It's time. Let's retreat now.
What's wrong, Friday!
Can you see me?
Friday!
Watson!
Get ready to retreat!
Let's use the maintenance passage!
Answer me, Friday!
Tell me you hear it!
Watson!
What are you doing!?
I'm here.
I'm right here!
Hey, Watson!
Friday!
What's wrong? Get a hold of yourself!
What are you doing, put him down!
What happened to destroying the Memorandum!?
Friday already analyzed the Memorandum!
He was about to speak
his soul might have been about to return!
Seems to me there's just an error in the update.
Move out of the way.
No.
What did Karamazov tell you?
Don't tell me you've forgotten.
Are you going to let their-
let Nikolai's death be in vain?
You're only looking at what you want to see!
Move!
This kind of thing shouldn't exist in this world.
Stop!
Friday's soul was right there!
If this is what's considered the reappearance of the soul
then I'd rather not let him suffer any longer!
Friday...
Protect the Memorandum...
Foolish humans.
Why do they pursue the technologies of Victor, even to this extent?
Arrogant, yet also indulging in fantasy
and therefore short sighted.
You are much like Victor Frankenstein.
The One.
I have no name.
In the past hundred years' time
only I have never been called out for by a human.
Interesting.
It seems your master thinks
he can bring you back to life by means of Victor's technology.
Give back the Memorandum.
Will you, perhaps, walk upon the same path as Victor?
Let us go.
Give back...
Friday...
Is your theory correct?
I couldn't fulfill our promise...
I'm sorry...
Seems like I won't be long for the living world.
What are you saying?
Don't be like this.
Let's continue the research.
The existence of the lost 21 grams of the soul
I can't prove it without you!
I'll leave this room to you.
You carry on
break open my grave
and use my corpse.
If I feel the soul
I'll give this signal.
Like this.
Then, our theory can be proven.
Promise?
Because you couldn't fulfill our promise
everyone died.
Being able to freely control people's souls is so alluring
that even if you realize it is taboo, it's impossible to let go.
You ravaged those people who can never return, through methods from which there is no return!
The pattern that no one could piece together
the cloth skillfully woven out of souls
was pierced into by your crude fingertips.
Friday!
How could...
Dr. Watson.
It's dangerous here.
Friday!
Dr. Watson!
Friday!
Dr. Watson.
Are you alright?
You can't get up yet.
You still need to rest.
Where is this?
Aboard the USS Richmond.
We are headed toward the United States.
Are you also seeking the Memorandum?
I'd like to apologize.
In order to stop him, I used a potent drug.
My power couldn't stop him.
What about Burnaby?
Please don't worry.
He is also aboard this ship.
Mr. Yamazawa is also safe
although he is in Japan.
I...
According to the ship's doctor, you contracted cholera.
Was the infection source the new corpse type at Osato Chemicals...?
Careful not to catch it.
I'm fine.
You'll be able to move about soon.
For now, please rest well.
Thank you, Hadaly.
The One bears a grudge against mankind.
He was born because of the desires of humans
yet was cast away because of their selfishness.
The hatred and loneliness that a typical corpse cannot feel became his driving force.
He used analytical engines and the Memorandum
to cause a great number of corpses to lose control in nations across Europe and Asia.
We cannot allow The One, who possesses the Memorandum of Victor
to endlessly propagate these dangerous technologies.
I hope you can persuade Dr. Watson to fix his doll.
What can fixing Friday do?
This is a writing ball seized from Osato Chemicals.
I hope Dr. Watson can come analyze
the traces left behind in here by The One.
Sorry, but that's something I can't do.
You should ask him directly.
Please.
But still
I'll repay you for saving my life.
Hey, you there!
Hand that mop over.
Could you rope in the doctor?
If we don't get to it quickly, that old man will slip away.
The look in your eyes that I saw in Japan was real.
The analysis of the Memorandum should have also been successful.
But since then
no matter how advanced the Necroware I re-install
the past you still doesn't return.
Have my actions
merely brought you all the more pain?
What is Friday to you?
A friend?
A test subject?
I don't know whether Alexei and Nikolai were right or wrong
but they paid the price for it with their lives!
Then what about you!?
What have you done?
Stop being fixated on the dead.
The Paul Bunyan.
One of the eight great analytical engines.
In your great mind, a machine with thoughts powered by steam and electricity
you're imprisoned by the words of many installed corpses
making incoherent dreams.
Awaken.
Transmit my words to all corpses.
Liberate them from the ways of former humans.
It seems we were too late.
It's dangerous here.
Prepare to escape.
Sorry.
Let's go!
It's not here either?
Where is it hidden?
The Paul Bunyan has also been captured by The One.
The region within the sound waves' reach
is under the control of The One.
Sound waves?
What the hell?
Bastard!
What is The One's goal?
The President says he wants revenge against mankind
but I think The One is searching for something.
That answer, the answer to what I seek
and your answer
might be right there.
If he loses control, use this.
Because my power cannot stop him.
Come here.
The One was a step ahead of the United States
England, Egypt, India, Afghanistan, Japan.
We searched for traces of him and the Memorandum across the whole world
but were unable to catch him.
Dr. Watson
only your will
finally reached The One and the Memorandum.
Making use of the mayhem to steal, are you?
Unlike corpses, the living can't be manipulated by you!
But, Hadaly
you're different.
Bring it here.
The soul weighs 21 grams-
then, what is the origin of that weight?
You've almost reached that answer.
I want a soul
a soul that lets my eyes fill with tears, that lets me feel happiness and sorrow.
Please.
Please lead me there.
I've paid off the debt I owed you now.
Don't let them escape!
Hold on!
Hadaly!
A robot could never have dreams!
1879 San Francisco
Hadaly
you're able to control corpses?
Through a special language.
Is that the true nature of the sound waves?
Necroware, the analytical engines, and even this society
so long as it is a complex pattern
then a security hole must exist.
You and The One are able to attack there.
Aren't you going to go stop The One?
The Paul Bunyan is that way.
I don't think he's there anymore.
Dr. Watson
my safe house is below the lighthouse.
Let's regroup there.
Hold on tight!
Friday...
Damn!
This is...
what Alexei spoke of...
the reality brought about by the Memorandum...
Dr. Watson.
Use the drug!
Ahead!
There's too many.
Can we charge through?
Here we go.
Friday!
Stop!
Come, quickly!
You go on ahead.
What about you?
I'll buy some time for you here.
You can't!
This situation was caused by me!
I can't cast you two aside!
Leave this to us. Get to the safehouse, fast.
Alexei had asked me if I had up my mind
if I would continue forward, no matter what reality I faced.
If I had understand the meaning of his words then...
Hadaly, please...
You're...
I... am a robot.
What you should do now is search for the location of The One.
We will follow you soon.
Catch The One.
Tell me the secret of the soul.
Promise.
The moment I touched the Memorandum of Victor
I thought I could finally fulfill my promise.
No matter what I had to do
I only wanted to fulfill our promise.
Friday...
What do your eyes see now?
Just where is your soul?
Friday!
I...
only wanted to meet you again!
I wanted to listen
to the rest of your words!
Why?
Why did you leave me behind?
Why won't you return!?
Friday!
My...
Did you hear it at last...
Friday...
In the end...
You were right there.
Stop right there!
Hand over the Memorandum.
You're earlier than I had expected.
Don't move!
I've been wanting to meet you
The One.
Walsingham...
Are you M?
It appears the Memorandum couldn't bring about your wish.
You've used all the world's analytical engines
making corpses lose control.
What exactly are you searching for?
Never mind.
As long as I have this Memorandum and you
I can realize my wish.
What are you doing with the Memorandum?
Guiding humanity towards completion
towards a new world without conflict.
This arrogance will lead to your own destruction.
Take him away.
Thank goodness you're alright.
I'm sorry.
I was wrong.
"Sorry," you say!?
What good is an apology!?
If you had just destroyed the Memorandum at that time
things wouldn't haved turned out like this!
Women, and children, and the elderly...
everyone has died!
All for your desires!
Damn you.
What should I do...
I know I've done something wrong.
If I should die for that, then kill me.
But, if I could be forgiven...
give me a chance at fulfilling the promise I made with Alexei.
Please let me end this chaos!
Burnaby!
You don't even know about that man's whereabouts.
What do you plan to do?
Friday.
Bring it over here
and let Burnaby take a look.
This is the invitation that The One sent.
Is it real?
Yes.
It was directly transmitted to the writing ball as a ciphertext.
The One is currently being transported to the Tower of London.
M is prepared to utilize the Memorandum's power
to plan something terrible.
It's possible he planned to use the Charles Babbage to analyze The One.
I never thought I'd be crossing blades with Walsingham.
Do you have a strategy in mind?
I plan to use Friday's specialized communication abilities
to construct a logic maze within the analytical engine
and set up an encirclement to contain the diffusion of the melody,
so that remote control will be impossible.
Are you going to break in?
Burnaby
please lend me your strength!
I intended to from the start.
Thank you.
This is...
The underground experimentation facility constructed by my father.
Your father?
What... is this?
The USS Nautilus.
By command of the President
it was secretly captured from England, and remodeled by my father.
With this cutting edge ship
we should be able to catch The One before anything happens.
Are you going already?
It shouldn't take much longer for me to complete the soul world communicator.
Won't you come see it?
I will definitely come see it, once I return.
Is that so...
Hadaly.
I'll keep it secret from the government.
Do what you believe in with all you've got.
Thomas Edison.
Does your father know what it is you seek?
Yes.
But my father doesn't accept noise.
Noise?
What is the origin of the soul's weight?
The weight of consciousness
the weight of thought
the intensity of longing.
The feelings born from that
are expelled as noise-
in this manner, I was created.
Perhaps he didn't want to see you in pain and suffering.
But it is precisely that which I want to know.
That's why I...
am a failed product.
While analyzing the information within your mind
the analysis of the Memorandum has already completed.
All that's left now is to input the code that was extracted.
Victor's mind...
So it was here.
To be killed by corpses, or by fellow humans?
Regardless, all mankind will perish if it continues like this.
I will save humanity from destruction.
Humanity will advance forth into a new stage.
Charles Babbage!
Guide humanity towards salvation!
Looks like we've been caught.
Coming to receive us? How appreciated.
We'll take the shortest route
though there may be further attacks.
I'll leave it to you now.
Preparations are complete.
Please, Friday.
Starting to surface.
Has it already begun?
Impressive garrison they've got.
Our target is Traitor's Gate.
We'll break through with force!
Past politicians also all had aspirations of a world without conflict
but, in order to protect their own countrymen, pushed forward while mired in war.
They invaded other countries for the sake of their own country's peace.
You can't distinguish between the power to protect and the power to steal.
Even if they recognize their wrongs, it's impossible to cease.
This is what humanity is.
You go ahead first!
What about you?
I'll go cut off the Tower of London's power.
It's impossible for a single person!
Don't compare to your scrawny arms.
My arms are quite tough!
Go.
Follow through with your plan. Then you can save the world.
Let's go!
Take care.
At a time like this, you'd better have some sense.
Think about the circumstances.
Despair?
This is guidance.
Humans being unable to ever feel despair again
is the realization of supreme happiness.
Never again will there be conflict, hatred, and slaughter
because even the capability of understanding what conflict is will be lost.
M wants to use Alexei's technology
to take away peoples' will.
I don't want a world like that.
I want to feel happiness not through a program, but through a soul.
It is through the existence of sadness and pain that we can feel joy.
Let's go.
We will soon arrive at the ultimate world that could never be reached by the will of humanity.
Within the entirety of souls, can I find
a pure soul, a gentle smile?
Corpses can't have souls or will.
M, you are no more than a foolish human who believes oneself to be almighty
just like Victor Frankenstein.
Rest assured.
I'll use your soul too.
M, stop the Charles Babbage!
It's been a long time
John Watson.
I have profound admiration of your abilities and passion.
Chasing down Karamazov
finding the location of the Memorandum
and lastly, even arriving at this place.
However, your mission has already ended.
I'm going to end your schemes here!
Kill them.
You're mistaken, M!
Mistaken?
It is the endlessly fighting, foolish humans who are mistaken.
What should we do with the things created out of humanity's own will?
Beauty and the sublime will vanish
and the ability to understand them will also disappear.
Is there any further problem?
Henceforth, humanity, which never ceases its cruel behavior
would destroy them themselves sooner or later.
In that case, why not bring it all to an end right here?
John Watson.
You just believe that you understand all of this world!
What creates the future, is not beauty and the sublime
but rather thoughts of and words towards someone
and the power of a will that wants to realize them!
I've stopped The One.
You can go ahead now!
Friday, construct the cage.
Set the output power at maximum!
Suppress the sound waves!
Hadaly Lilith.
I understand very well what it is you pursue.
Don't resist.
Careful. Behind you.
Don't block me!
Stop!
Hadaly!
You've worked hard.
From here, let me continue.
The One!
Friday, disconnect!
I've always believed in your will...
John Watson.
You chased the Memorandum and the soul
and then through fate, you finally arrived here
bringing two vessels for souls.
Stop joking!
Are you saying that you had planned it all to come to this?
It's time.
Where does the soul lie, and how is it born?
Damn it!
The essence of the forbidden technology that Victor sealed away
lies in the birth of the soul.
I will show you
the moment a living soul is born.
Victor Frankenstein!
Return to me the soul of my new bride
that was sealed away in the abyss of your consciousness.
Friday!
Hadaly!
I'll go save y-
An understanding of the language of corpses
and the mighty analytical engines to which the entire world's corpses are connected
now, they are the embodiment of this consciousness.
There is already no need to record lines on punch cards
connect the cables, or carry out installation
because what we see before us
is itself already the materialization of language.
Language creates consciousness.
Consciousness from corpses, by means of the analytical engine
weaves the consciousness of my new bride.
All wills are joined into one single will.
A single will turns into all wills.
Join together all of mankind as one
one singular soul-
Hadaly Lilith!
I confer a soul upon you.
The element to construct a new bride's consciousness has been liberated.
Become the vessel for my lost bride
and obtain a soul!
I can feel
your breath
the warmth of a soul...
You are there...
Stop!
What Hadaly wishes for
is her own happiness and sadness
and a soul that exists to feel them!
Not the soul of your new bride!
How regretful.
I had thought you would understand
you who desires a soul more than anyone.
However, you've maintained this body quite well.
As my vessel, there is nothing to be picky about.
Come, open your eyes.
My new bride.
Can you see me?
Do you recognize me?
Please smile at me once more.
Watson!
The rest is up to you!
A useless... action.
Friday.
Initiate the logic labyrinth.
Seal The One's soul and the language of the corpses into the Memorandum!
This is
our will!
Impossible...!
Dr. Watson
take my hand.
Hadaly.
I'm glad you're alright!
I have the words of his new bride in me.
Grief, anger, and also happiness.
Thinking that I can no longer return to how I was made me afraid.
Clearly I have no soul.
You do have a soul.
I don't even have the ability to cry.
Hadaly
that's what I like about you.
If I have a soul, then he must have one too.
You mustn't give up.
Yes.
Thank you
Hadaly.
It's over?
In any case, I made it back.
What are you going to do?
Travel around.
So don't tell me the truth.
It's better if I don't know about these unnecessary things.
True.
They're things that your brain can't handle, anyway.
That's my pride.
See you.
What I most greatly require
is corpses.
It was proven that after death
a person's body will lighten by 21 grams compared to their weight while alive.
This is the weight of the soul's essence,
or what one might consider the weight of the soul.
Since that moment you spoke to me
the journey had already begun.
I remembered your words the entire time.
I liked the words you wrote down.
Your words, accumulated within me
guided my path
and supported me on the journey.
During the journey
did the words I spoke
bring you something?
Friday
can I...
see you?
Can I hear your voice?
If I can...
Friday
I only want... once more...
with you...
Dr. Watson
My pen so wrote:
He will no longer appear on this plain.
He sealed the Memorandum within his own mind
went off to a world of another language
and lost the memories of that journey.
I... I will seek
whether I have my own consciousness.
I... I will answer
when this consciousness arose
or the time when it will arise.
What I know
is still limited.
Dr. Watson.
There are still many things I want to tell you.
I exist here, as materialized information.
That now... now I can continue existing in this way
is all because of you.
If it could be realized
if only just one sentence
I want to tell you
I wish these words to be made real.
The story left for you
brought about new life.
Thank you.
4 years later London
Watson!
You're late, Holmes!
How's he doing, Hadaly?
My mistake, you go by Irene Adler now.
He's the same as ever.
Criss-crossing London, with a new companion.
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