Koku.
Let me give you one piece of advice.
Whatever happens, don't go near the Jetblack.
Why not?
The black-winged king, who was called a god and boasted of his invincibility,
was killed there by the human who became this country's first ruler.
Whenever someone who can't possibly lose loses, there's always a reason.
A reason?
Most likely, the Jetblack siphons off your ability to regenerate.
Listen, whatever happens, don't get lured to that place.
What are these tears for?
Frustration? Pain? Despair? Sadness?
Which one?
This moment is the only reason I've kept you alive.
As is written in the inscription, you and he will meet your end here.
And then...
I'll engrave the legend of a new king into the inscription.
This is what it boils down to.
What if Minatsuki was used as an incubator to refine a vaccine
and a treatment that stabilized the Reggies was developed?
The public will know money collected for the noble goal of resurrecting gods
was used to manufacture living weapons instead.
Also, everyone will learn that the military oversaw it,
and will know the name of Albert Puzo, head of their development.
Your father.
I saw his corpse on display in that room of yours.
In his later years, my father started to come around to Dr. Kazama's point of view.
Perhaps he grew... sentimental in his old age.
If anyone understands, it's you.
What a country truly requires isn't gods or medicines.
In cities around the world, with just one signal,
unstable weapons disguised as humans will kill everyone nearby until they die too.
It is fear of Reggies that keeps this country safe.
Why did you keep Minatsuki alive, then?
It wasn't out of altruism or some noble cause.
After you killed your prey,
you'd have Minatsuki brainwash a Reggie and set him up as the killer.
And then Market Maker tidies up any bread crumbs.
It's the ideal arrangement. You can't possibly let that go.
The man who knows it all, Keith Flick.
The mind of a god. Prodigy. Genie.
You think you know everything, don't you?
But you're just like me, aren't you?
You made contact so you could exploit him.
The monster named Koku.
So you're here...
Koku.
Yuna!
You took longer than I thought.
What did you do to Yuna?
Don't worry. She isn't dead yet.
She isn't going to die
until after I've made her watch you die.
Don't try to put me on your level.
You deceive everyone and exploit everything for your own benefit.
It's what you are.
There's no regret or remorse in you.
The instant you feel a twinge of guilt, you create a separate personality.
By driving that first personality into a corner and erasing it,
you reset your emotions back to zero.
You shift your flaw of having to kill to survive onto someone else,
and stave off a complete mental breakdown.
The real monster here isn't Koku or even Minatsuki.
It's you... Gilbert Ross.
What's the matter? Your body isn't moving the way you want?
Those wounds won't close, not here.
This is the place for endings and beginnings.
It only helps those who have accepted their fate.
Leave a trail of illogical and unsolvable puzzles,
and you'll definitely take the bait.
The inscription's legends are the ultimate motif.
A fantastical story. The tragedies surrounding it.
You became trapped in the labyrinth I constructed for you.
With each puzzle you solve, the mystery grows and you fall deeper.
Deeper. Deeper.
And there at the bottom is darkness as black as velvet.
Devoid of friendship and love,
a world where there is nothing.
Keith Flick.
This is all about you.
They're all vignettes designed to drive you into action.
You would be tormented, suffer, and fumble for answers.
And then you would step into my world of your own volition.
You would look at me with eyes overflowing with hate.
And when I witness that moment with my own two eyes,
that will be the ultimate pleasure,
one that surpasses even murder.
Are you kidding me?
"Fate"?
I won't be a puppet to something so stupid!
Whatever happens, I swear...
I'll keep Yuna safe!
What's the matter? Fight back.
Let me see you fight against your fate.
You don't understand.
Like the cycle of death and rebirth,
it will repeat forever.
Inside our memories, Erika has a new beginning...
In the end,
that's why you did all this?
That's your answer?
You enjoyed it too, didn't you?
Each time you solved a riddle, your cells overcame their grief
and you basked in the joy of it.
I wanted to make you see it.
That you and I are the same.
Go on, shoot.
Shoot me, Keith.
- He said what? - You're sure about that?
- He told me himself. - No way!
Erika's body had traces of cedar and pine pollen on it.
Gilbert himself leaked that info to me.
You're right, this island's the only place where both grow wild.
- But if that's true... - That's why I want to make sure.
This mess was caused by the illusions and charades orchestrated by Gilbert.
At this very moment, we're all probably being manipulated as part of his story.
Operate with that in mind. Is that clear, people?
Roger that!
I have no intention of playing your game any longer.
What will you do, then?
Do you remember?
It was a summer day, with graduation approaching.
When I asked if there was one thing in this world you didn't understand,
you immediately answered, "Murder."
You heaped scorn on it, saying it renounced rational thought.
I saw you genuinely hate something.
It felt as if you were rejecting me.
For the first time in my life, I cried.
- Lily! - Lily!
- Lily, wait! Don't go in on your own! - Lily! Take a gun!
You're not the only one.
I truly loved Erika.
I could fend off my madness with her at my side. Or so I thought.
But...
Keith!
You know why I did it, don't you?
Erika...
had fallen in love with a man she shouldn't have.
I had no choice.
What's the matter?
Pull the trigger, Keith.
If you hesitate now, I'll just do it again.
Those you love.
Those who owe their very existence to you.
All those lives that have ever touched yours,
I'll make them my playthings and destroy them.
Keith, don't shoot him!
I'll carve an indelible code into you.
Gilbert Ross.
You're under arrest.
If you want to shoot, do it.
Whatever happens, I'll never become like you.
You lose.
You don't seem to understand.
Who will be the first to arrive?
Don't...
Lily, eh?
Just give up, Keith.
It's already over.
Don't do this, Gilbert.
Keith!
Don't do it!
I put this into motion to bring it all to an end.
Almost there.
It'll all be over soon.
All will be as the inscription says.
Once I dig out your other eye,
I'll send you to Heaven to join your friends.
They aren't dead.
What?
- They're alive. - Alive!
- Dr. Kazama entrusted their future to me. - We're all in here!
- That's what I was created for. - We're alive inside Koku.
- They're alive inside of me. - We'll be together forever.
- Their consciousness, their memories, - We'll keep Koku safe!
They're all inside of me.
You don't know what you're talking about.
I have... Yuna and I have a duty to carry them into the future.
I won't let you, or even fate, stand in the way of that!
All right, the fun's over.
Wait!
Yuna, I forgive you for everything.
Yuna!
Koku.
Yuna!
The ancient legend will end,
and a new tale will now begin.
Your roles are now over.
I'll make you pay if it's the last thing I do!
Farewell, Black-winged King.
Why are you running? You have nothing left now.
Give in to your fate!
Cut off my left leg. It'll be useful to you someday.
Izanami's blade?
I gave serious thought to killing you. But I decided against it.
It would be rash. It would indeed be the cessation of rational thought.
So, it occurred to me that I should test you.
Would Keith Flick never commit murder under any circumstances?
Were his thought processes set in stone?
This is a grand experiment.
Fantasies that defy comprehension would relentlessly assail a realist.
The tragedy that bound it
would gnaw away at Keith Flick's mind and soul.
Backed into a corner, his neurons would grow agitated.
And his soul, now ruled by madness, would whisper to him...
"Pull the trigger."
I want to see that instant from a front row seat.
I want to etch it into my memory.
I would force you to kill me.
It takes four seconds for brain activity to cease
after the shot rings out and the cranium is penetrated.
Those seconds will be the ultimate moment,
savored by you and I alone.
Keith...
morning will come to the world even without me in it.
As you bask in the light of the morning sun,
I will be reborn in your memory.
I will live on inside of you.
An indelible code will be etched into you.
A new legend will begin, one about us.
Pops, gimme the usual!
Today's the day, huh?
You think Keith's gonna show?
Lily went to get him, right? I think it'll be fine.
It'll probably be fine.
Lily's the reason I'm worried.
You go, then.
Yeah, go yourself, you prematurely balding macho man!
Hey, Mario! Good morning!
- He actually left. - Ignore him.
Seems like life's back to normal.
Right after, it was all "Market Maker," "Jaula Blanca," and "police cover-ups."
There was a worldwide ruckus, but it's quiet after only three months.
That's how human beings are wired. We get bored and we forget.
That's what lets us start over.
Yeah, but there's a lot of stuff that needs to be worked out.
That's exactly why he's coming back from HQ.
Maybe, but once Keith is back,
I have a feeling more creepy incidents will occur.
- I can hardly wait! - You're scary.
Knock!
Cut that out! Just come in.
Good morning!
Fresh from Matsuya!
Don't make music by knocking!
Today I attacked with a half-time shuffle!
- Why do you attack every time? - Upsy-daisy.
COULDN'T DO IT AT ALL
They're out.
- But I bought enough for them! - Don't look at me!
If it's not important, go away.
What're you talking about? Today's your first day back at work!
Boris told me to drag you in even if I had to slap a leash on you!
So I even bought some rope!
My rope!
Ta-da!
What's that?
I bought myself a '58!
She might look dainty, but I swapped out her engine for a 356!
I even customized the exhaust manifold, so she'll do 140 kph... Hey!
I can't ride in that, moron. I'm walking.
Get in, or it's the rope!
- Accept a lift when it's offered. - Shut up.
I know it's kinda late to ask.
Your sister, Erika...
She was adopted.
I knew it. She didn't look anything like you.
Forget it, it's nothing.
There's something I've been thinking about for a while.
He had a smile on his face when he died.
I've been trying to figure out what the emotion was behind that smile.
Satisfaction? Superiority?
What else would it be?
Gratitude.
This is just a thought,
but what if Gilbert wanted to put an end to his madness?
But all those multiple personalities in his head wouldn't let him.
Basically, he was no longer in control of himself.
So maybe he put himself in your hands, you know?
He entrusted the role of ending his madness,
to the one and only person who was superior to him, Keith Flick.
And you arrived at that place just as he hoped you would,
and you pulled the trigger.
Whatever the truth of the matter is,
Gilbert's the winner in all this.
- You're not frustrated or anything? - Why would I be?
I mean, isn't that the same as admitting defeat?
It doesn't matter either way.
You're sure?
Winning and losing were never very important. Not to me and him.
One sets out a puzzle, the other solves it. That's all it was.
Nothing more than that.
More importantly, things are gonna get hectic at work now. The real issue is...
- Koku! Yuna! - Hi, Lily!
- Where are you going? Want a lift? - Yes!
- How? There's no room! - They'll fit!
- We'll fit, Koku! - We'll never fit.
- We're going to the station! - We'll fit!
- Let's not go anymore! - Get in!
Didn't I tell you? This is what you get when you leave things to a Reggie.
I'll go this time.
I'd like to get my left arm back from him.
Don't mess this up, Kirisame.
I said we'd see each other again soon, didn't I, Koku?
Subtitle translation by David Fleming