Levania

Argo

Dimos

Rion

Gayle

Noelle

063y

F66x

Lars

Griff

Akeha

The World-Ender

Emil

KainÃ©

Hina

Yuzuki

Saryu

Priyet

Marie

Yurie

Sarafa

Yudil

Zero

Joker

Queen

Crow

Ch. 1: Escape

Ch. 2: Exploration

Ch. 3: Elimination

Ch. 4: Erase

Enthralling Love

The Talkative Man

Hymn 42: Become a Flower

Diary Found in an Empty Room

Salvation's Teachings: Bloom

Untitled

A man who lives with his wife and son in a futuristic world. One day,\nhis happy, uneventful existence is shattered by the sudden\nappearance of flowering monstrosities that claim the life of his child.\n\nAfter that, his feelings of vengeance towards the Flowers became his\nsole reason for living.

Stalwart Prisoner

<align="center">069:9-Journey's Guardian</align>\n\nI walk across a land fallen victim to devastation,\nrecording what life I encounter. The first thing\nI see are small bugs skittering among rubble.\nSoon thereafter, I find small fish swimming in\na dirtied lake.\n\nThey are such fragile things, these lives.\nWill they be snuffed from this world in a day\nor two? And after I record their lives, will any\ntraces of my life remain?

Guardian Prisoner

10/09. juSTice\n\nWhat is justice?\nEnacting retribution upon those who do evil?\nGiving food and money to the poor?\nProtecting those you love with your very life?\n\nPeople sometimes mock such acts, decrying them as hypocritical in\nnature. Even if it is hypocritical or self-sacrificing, I believe justice is\nnothing more than holding true to your morals until the bitter end.

Dissenting Prisoner

<align="left">CUT HIT CRUSH</align>\n<align="left">SHOOT SQUASH RUIN</align>\n<align="left">THRUST STRIKE BITE</align>\n<align="right">BREAK TEAR CHOP</align>\n<align="right">STAB GOUGE PLUCK</align>\n<align="right">KILL YOU BEAUTIFUL</align>

Fractured Prisoner

Prisoner: The beach, eh? I think I'm too old for... Hmm?\nHe sees men surrounding his wife and he rushes to her.\nPrisoner: Hey! Stay away from my wife!\nThe men are bewildered by the prisoner's sudden appearance.\nPrisoner: Oh. You just...needed directions.\nHis wife smiles as he scratches his head in embarrassment.

Summer Prisoner

Precious blossoms bloom and one day wilt\nEveryone knows this fact of life\nTo live, to die; but he was so young\nAnd too young yet to leave this earth\nLet these hands pluck those blooms bare

New Year's Prisoner

"Family is my everything."\nOnly because you have been made to think that.\n\n"I will give everything for them, including my life."\nSo you might face your enemy without question.\n\n"I seek to win a happy future where we can live together."\nEven though you know that day will never come.

Abyssal Prisoner

"Presents? Now surely isn't the time for such things."\n"It's BECAUSE we live in uncertain times that things\nlike this are necessary. We need to live without regrets."\n"...Maybe you're right. I haven't gotten a single gift for\nmy wife since coming here."\n"Right? Stuff like this is surprisingly good for morale."\n"I mean, sure, but..."\n"Ugh, why are you always so stubborn? Just forget it.\nI didn't have high hopes you'd play along anyway."\n"No, it's just... I wonder what my wife would like..."

Yuletide Prisoner

Will I look like an idiot if I say "family" despite everything\nI know? Well, I don't care if you make fun of me for being\na hopeless fool. That's just my truth.

Celebratory Prisoner

<align="right">O, God</align>\n And our dear son, who now rests at God's side\n Watch over us in this endless war\n\nâ”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€\n\nWE THROW OURSELVES INTO THIS FIGHT\nPLACING ALL WE LOVE IN PERIL\nBUT IS WHAT COMES AFTER WORTH IT?\nIF ONLY WE COULD BECOME FLOWERS\nEMPTY OUR MINDS\nBLOOM TOGETHER FOREVER

Divine Prisoner

Steal from the one who steals from you.\nKill the one who would take your life.\nHate begets hate. Revenge brings revenge.\n\nTrapped in chains of negativity, I no longer have the ability to walk a\nrighteous path.\n\nBut that's fine with me, because I have grown used to the path I now\nlive on.

Abstract Prisoner

"Why do you fight, Dad?"\n"To kill Flowers and keep you and your mom safe."\n"But it's hard. You should stop. I saw you cry last time."\n"Sorry, but that's the one thing I can't do."\n"All you do is get hurt. What keeps you going?"\n"The idea of spending time with you and your mom."\n"That's why we see can still see each other even though\nI'm gone, right? ...Still, do you mind if I just keep watching\nyou for now?"\n"Of course. I want nothing more than to have you in my\nheart, Son."

Phantasmal Prisoner

This is the story of an empty man who gained a reason to live.\n\nThere was once a man who watched over his unconscious wife after\nshe had been injured in a battle with the Flowers. The man cursed\nhimself for his allowing her to be wounded so, and swore to gain the\nstrength to prevent such a thing from ever happening againâ€”no\nmatter what tragedies might arise from such a decision.

Reborn Convict

The man was born to fight the Flowers. He did not believe his\nlife had meaning apart from thisâ€”until the day he met her.\nOn that day, thoughts of freedom began rolling about his mind,\neven though there should have been no need for such a thing.\n\nSo the man chose a new life. He took her hand, and together\nthey abandoned the old world. What he felt as they ran was not\ndespair, but hope. Together, they would walk the path of a life\nthey chose of their own free will.\n\n"Even if all of my feelings prove to be a fabrication,\nI still want to live my life with you."

Frozen-Heart Convict

Ch. 1: The Android's Helplessness

Ch. 2: The Lone Creator

Ch. 3: The Reason for Lifelessness

Ch. 4: A Story of Our Own

Ties to the Future

Empty Hands

While Being Treated

Grasped Resolve

Missed Opportunity

Hands Full of Happiness

A healer android affiliated with YoRHa.\nIndependently stationed at a base built on the moon,\nthis unit's primary duties include the adjustment and\nrepair of mechanical objects under her purview.\nThough lazy and rough around the edges, she feels\nprofound appreciation toward the weapon memories\nthat have provided her with support throughout the\nmany long days she's spent in the base.

Sentinel Savior

God and angels are said to reside somewhere above the sky,\nwatching over us. But why create people and simply observe them?\n\nI am allowed to do nothing here on the moon but observe, because\nonce the people realized there was no God, they burdened me with\nthe duty of becoming their makeshift mechanical angel.\n\nBut if I must take this role, then... Please.\nSpeak of me. Paint my likeness.\nWrite about me. Carve me into stone.\nSing of me. Call for me.\nPlease. Please realize...that I am here.

Abstract Savior

There was once an android girl who sought the truth.\n\nShe spent her days carrying out menial tasks with her support\nunit, a Pod. One day, she learned that her Pod was betraying her.\nBut its betrayal was ultimately a misunderstanding born of love.\nWhen they tell each other their true feelings, they decide to\nwalk hand in hand. A year soon passed since the girl took up\nher post. The Pod discovered a red artificial flower at the base.\nIt was the very same kind of flower children were said to give\nto their mothers long, long ago.

Reborn Warden

A standard YoRHa combat android. This model uses swords to\nengage machine lifeforms at close range, and a support system\ncalled a Pod for long-range strikes.\n\nWhile YoRHa are forbidden from having emotions, each model has\nits own personality, and 2B is relatively cool and collected when\ncompared to other B-type models.

Praying Battler

An all-purpose combat android belonging to YoRHa. She is adept\nat all forms of close-quarters combat, and can also attack from\nrange with the Pod support system.\n\nHer equipped skirt is occasionally damaged, revealing the white\nleotard she wears underneath. This also occurs when she activates\nher self-destruct modeâ€”a sacrifice she sometimes makes in\norder to ensure the success of her mission.

Shattered Battler

There is a party in the Bunker today. We are celebrating\nour great victory over the machine lifeforms. \n\nWe YoRHa are not allowed to have emotions, yet we\nare celebrating a victory? I find this very strange.\n\n...Hmm? You need to speak with me, 9S?\nYou want to leave this boring, stupid party?\nI agree. Let's go.

Alternate Battler

I was assigned to kill machine lifeforms, so I do.\n\nIt is my fate to be perpetually trapped in a never-ending spiral of\nlife and death.\n\n...But what do I fight for now? I should be free,\nbut I feel like I've forgotten somethingâ€”some vital goal.

Divergent Battler

A replica android wrought by machine lifeforms. Created to mimic\nthe combat models of the YoRHa squadron, this unit in particular\nwas made based on the YoRHa unit that was shown to have the\ngreatest viability.\n\nThis replica android has a desire to go on existing, transmitting\ninformation while increasing its numbers just as the humans of\nthe past once did.

Mock Machine

A YoRHa Scanner-type android. Scanners specialize in survey\nmissions, and can gather information and intel via hacking.\n\nWhile they typically offer support for more battle-oriented androids\nduring combat, they can also seize control of nearby mechanical\nequipment and even machine lifeforms.\n\nIt's amazing how much they can do!

Isolated Scanner

We went there together, she and I. To the most beautiful place I've\never seen.\n\nWe spent time there together, she and I. A time more precious\nthan anything.\n\nHmm... This is data saved by an old version of myself. I'd love to\nknow who it was talking about, but right now I have to get to work.\n\nOh, and I heard that I have a new partner today! I think her\nname is...2B? I wonder what kind of person she is.

Divergent Scanner

An Attacker-type android that deserted YoRHa. Attacker types mainly\nspecialize in close-quarters combat, and served as models for the\nB-types which were later formally deployed.\n\nAll A-type models can access a special function called Berserker\nmode that offers an explosive increase in attack power at the\nexpense of defense.\n\nThis mode was not part of the loadout package for later B-types.

Vengeful Attacker

These hands grasped pride. These hands grasped a vow.\nThese hands grasped a wish.\n\nWhat was I so proud of? What did I promise to do?\n\nWhat did I wish for?\n\nAll the people I met that day? In that time and place?\nI can't remember anything about them anymore.

Divergent Attacker

Ch.1: Life

Ch.2: Orders

Ch. 3: Fate

Ch. 4: The End

Regret

The Regular

Indigo

The Poison from the Cure

Stupor

The Beautiful Scarlet Devil

An assassin who serves a lord of some renown. She is efficient in her\nwork, and none can claim to be her equal in the way of the sword.\n\nThe better she does, the more her lord comes to rely on herâ€”yet she\nalso yearns for a normal life, and can often be found enjoying the\nsimpler things.

Twilight Assassin

July 7th. Cloudy.\n\nI shoulder the regrets of others.\nI make true wishes of others.\nI beseech the prayers of others.\n\nBut to do so is to earn the hatred of others, and I will never escape\nthe pressure of my crimes.\n\nYet I've no choice but to forward one slow, careful step at a time.\nFor should I stop, I shall be swallowed up by what follows behind me.

Dissenting Assassin

<align="center">Ak6:16 - Guardian of Her House</align>\n\nCross not the line. Undo not the knot. Step not into the light. Leave\nnot the shadows. To abandon a path that has been determined for\nyou from the very beginning is arrogance.\n\nBe ready to have all taken from you if you betray your placeâ€”your\nrole. For a leaf can never forget its flowers or flee its branch.

Guardian Assassin

<align="center">Ak6:17 - Guardian of Divine Work</align> This is why. This is why through blood we sharpen our claws and polish our fangs. We bathe in bottomless pools of blood in battle, drain our blood in the jaws of death, and pass on our knowledge of blood to the next generation as we continue to hone ourselves. This is all so we can accomplish our roles within our lifetimes, and so we might thrust the blade of conviction upon the traitors who turned their fangs on us.

F. Guardian Assassin

i am false\nmy identity a sham\ni imitate others and kill\nsuch is the way of things\n\n<align="right">all i know is how to take life</align>\n<align="right">yet i know nothing about how to live</align>

Fractured Assassin

Justice\n\n"What is justice to you?"\n\nShe would ask me, of all people? Me, the one who kills as ordered.\nRegardless, she looks at me most earnestly and says,\n"We both fight for our masters. I would like to hear your thoughts."\n\n"If justice exists," I reply, "it is not my place to name it.\nStill, perhaps fighting for another against evil is justice?"\n\n"I see. Thank you. I think I understand you better now."

Fabled Assassin

What an odd question. How about when I'm eating dango?\nI'm not joking. Or perhaps when I learn a new recipe,\nor when I'm gazing at the sky? "Simple pleasures," then,\nI suppose. Not that such things are commonplace these days.

Festive Assassin

Seasons change. Spring to summer, summer to autumn,\nautumn to winter, and winter to spring once more.\n\nAs the colors change, so, too, do we grow old.\n\nWas I ever able to feel the days?\nIn spring? Summer? Autumn? Winter?\nI can't tell. Maybe I couldn't ever tell.\n\nCould someone tell me, what is the color of my heart?

Abstract Assassin

Assassin: I am not used to such thin clothing.\n\n As the woman dons her disguise, she attempts to wrap a pareo\naround her waist. As she does, a hidden weapon clatters to the floor.\n\n Assassin: I really need more places to hide things.\n She takes her hat in hand and pauses briefly in contemplation.\n\n Assassin: I wonder why they use both an umbrella and a hat?

Summer Assassin

<align="right">How many times have I heard. Have I seen.\nHow their words fade into the air. Drown in fresh blood.\nIs someone there. Is someone present. Yes.\nIf so, there is no reason for me to exist in the same space.</align>\n\nâ”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€â”€\n\nMay salvation come to those who wait for it.\nMay punishment come to those who need it. \nWe worship. We pray. \nWe believe she who sits on the heavenly throne is listening.

Divine Assassin

Kick decapitate emoboromoaninuwakonomajiha\nKarawaagara moibekurushiduru bemenaeodu\nTake life sotsuzaohoroji tanne wora kini suffocate\nRomuro fuzudutadaki hesunome kuwana kill\nGaabioga henchi tavbushita hoguheki kizejitoba\nNshia yofuhiteno befukeyuchianigiden warigabiwaradaraki\nNemato kill yogado tahishuke meibidisuure zowave\nSoaked blade hoojini nokezafushiba kill\nKawodamukenetaoni dried tears ra kouyaniyawani\nGuonin oayuminirogikunimokozeimezuureni\nSakechizue wobasoberionuyo no peace kazegaduekina

Bloodless Assassin

"...What do I even say about myself now?"\nYou are the demon who knows only death, yet you ran.\n\n"And now she's involved. She certainly got the wrong idea!"\nThink of all the lives you never touched.\n\n"Yes. I only know how to kill."\nWhich means there is one thing I must do...

Abyssal Assassin

The women don garments that speak to their role;\nleaders in white and killers in black.\nThe women attend others to whom they are joined;\nthe units they supervise and other assassins of their house.\nThe women give their lives in the name of duty;\nall is for the benefit of those they assist.\n\nThat is correct. These women exist only to serve those\nabove them. Though given titles such as commander\nor lord, they too are but pawns in the end.

Mechanical Assassin

<align="center">I was to bring down this land, and so removed his head.</align>\n<align="center">Rest now, great enemy lord, along with the era you built.</align>\n\n<align="center">When a good king passes, some rejoice.</align>\n<align="center">Some despair.</align>\n<align="center">But every single time I snuff out a life,</align>\n<align="center">I learn just how terrifying people can be.</align>

Bloody Assassin

"Gifts, you say?"\n"Yes. Apparently an old man clad in red places them by\none's pillow in the night."\n"Hmm. Foreign culture is indeed strange."\n"But does it not sound mystical, in a way?"\n"Indeed, that old man must be no ordinary fellow."\n"Why do you say that?"\n"Passing through defenses while carrying gifts is no easy feat."\n"Ah, perhaps you're right, at that..."

Yuletide Assassin

A rain of tears. Sharpened steel. A mound of corpses.\n \nThe blue-haired girl disguised herself, burned herself, shattered\nherself. But the one she loved was always at her side. Together\nthey lived, cooked...and strayed from the righteous path. Was\nthat how it was to be with one who understood her? With a lover?\n \nAlas, I know not; an assassin must never attempt to understand\nthe hearts of others.

Intoner Assassin

Good question. I don't know. Can't say I'm familiar with\nthe conceptâ€”but if I had to answer, I would say "wounds."\n\nAh, but it's all so far out of my reach; much too bright\nfor me to look at, or even think about for too long.

Celebratory Assassin

Delicately they steal away our hearts\nReaching for mine, I know I am too late\nEveryone here is an empty husk\nAshen moonlight captures my gaze\nMesmerised by an image of false flowers

New Year's Assassin

This is the story of two people who surpassed fate.\n\nIt was a warm and peaceful time, like rays of light peeking\nthrough the clouds after a long rain. The two of them finally\nearned a new lifeâ€”one innocent and pure, and filled with\nlimitless possibilities.

Reborn Swordmaster

One slice. Another. Sundered flesh, splattered bloodâ€”her arms\ndelight as she wields her blade like an extension of her body.\nThose radiant days, the moments she spent with the girlâ€”\nquashed like a child's toy and shattered before their prime.\nA killer protecting the life of another? A foolish notion.\nShe stares with clouded eyes and bloodied kimono at her cold\nbody, reminded of the downpour on the night she met the girl.\n\n"How cruel God is, teasing us with a fleeting dream."

F-H Swordmaster

An Adventurer's Final Diary: Part 1

An Adventurer's Final Diary: Part 2

An Adventurer's Final Diary: Part 3

An Adventurer's Final Diary: Part 4

The Obstinate One

Mountain Folkâ€™s Ballad

Notes on a Lovable Adventurer (1)

Notes on a Lovable Adventurer (2)

Notes on a Lovable Adventurer (3)

Notes on a Lovable Adventurer (0)

A mountain-loving man who has conquered several peaks and climbs\nin order that he might ""find his life.""\n\nThough nature has risen up against him many times, he overcomes\neach challenge placed in front of him.\n\nPerhaps he will finally find the life he seeks if he can reach the\nsummit of one last mountain...

Apex Traveler

December 29th. Heavy snow.\n\nI fight for what I seek. I will fight tomorrow, and the day after,\nand the day after that.\n\nI don't know if what I'm looking for is at the end of my battles,\nbut I will fight for it tomorrow, and the day after, and the day\nafter that.\n\nFor the fight is the only proof I still live.

Dissenting Traveler

<align="center">Ar2:8 Mountain Village Guardian</align>\n \nThe man was born to poor mountain people; theirs was a simple life\nspent in nature before returning to the earth.\n\nBored with his lot, the man left home for the city,\nwhere he discovered people ruled by coinâ€”a value system unfamiliar\nto him. And because of his youth, the power of greed slowly\novertook him.

Guardian Traveler

Husband: You think I'm headed to the mountains again, huh?\nWell, I'm not! I'm going to the beach to find the white whale of\nlegend!\n\nHuddled in the corner, his wife ignores him.\n\nHusband: That woman does not understand adventure at all...\n\nThe wife walks to him with something in hand.\n\nWife: Here. It's a light coat and loincloth for the beach.\n\nHusband: Oh, thanks. Right, then! I'm off! Bwa ha ha!\n\nThe wife watches as her husband departs.\n\nWife: I hope that fool is all right. He can't even swim...

Summer Traveler

When I come down\nI go right back up\n\nAs if penance\nAs if fate\n\nI may lose my way\nLose sight of it all\nLose myself entire\n\nBut I continue to climb\nAnd descend once more

Shadowbound Traveler

September 10th\n\nHello from a small inn I stumbled across! The view of the\ncoast is just lovely.\n\nHow's the girl doing? Is she still talking to that boy? If he ends up\nbeing a weirdo, I'll turn his guts inside out! ...If I were there.\nBut I'll entrust that to you. Look, just make sure she doesn't get\nany weirdos chasing her.

Patriotic Traveler

<align="left">i think</align> <align="left">what i see on the mountains is ambition</align> <align="left">what i see on the peaks is hope</align> <align="right">i think</align> <align="right">what i see in the mirage is anxious yearning</align> <align="right">what i see in the depths of death is despair</align>

Fractured Traveler

Long ago, I would've said "treasure." But now, my answer would be\nthe starry sky as seen from the mountain peaks, or nature in all of\nits shining glory...\n\nNo. I know what it is: "The place I yearn to return to."

Celebratory Traveler

<align="center">I thought my acts just.</align>\n<align="center">When had that idea taken hold?</align>\n<align="center">A lonely prayer, understood by none.</align>\n<align="center">But who is this prayer for?</align>\n<align="center">I sinned by acting as though I never noticed.</align>\n<align="center">So I seek atonement, as well as this dream's end.</align>\n<align="center">But as the moment approaches, I finally understand:</align>\n<align="center">Wishes and reality have long since drifted apart.</align>

Bloody Traveler

Take up your spear. Track your prey. Take its life.\nThey provide nourishment for my existence, just as I might\none day provide nourishment for theirs.\n\nIt is not something to be feared.\nLife is a circle, and it continues on for eternity.

Abstract Traveler

"What should we get her this year?"\n"Waaay ahead of you. I already got her a rock!"\n"...Sorry. A rock?"\n"Yeah! I found it near the mouth of a volcano way downâ€”"\n"No."\n"What!? Why!?"\n"You honestly think she'd be happy to get a rock!?"\n"What kid doesn't want a rock!?"\n"...At least find her a jewel or something. Please."

Yuletide Traveler

This is the story of when the loutish man was yet alive and well.\n\nThe man acted the part of a terrible father so his family would\nnot worry after him, for death stalked him around every corner.\n\nBut the morning he left on his adventure, his daughter gave him a\ngift. After taking it, he turned his back on her and walked awayâ€”for\nif he were to embrace her, he might never leave on\nanother adventure.

Reborn Adventurer

The man was an adventurer.\nNever did he stay in one place for longâ€”not even\nthe home where his family awaited his return.\nThe man was a bit awkward.\nHe loved his family deeply, but he was never able\nto find a way to express himself.\nThe man lost his life on a mountain.\nBut his regrets bound him to the land... Was he vexed\nto have lost to the mountain, or perhaps stopped by\nhis feelings for his family? Not even he himself knew.\nAll the same, he was an adventurer.\n\n"All right, then. Where to next?"

Frozen-Heart Adventurer

A wise boy who can manifest Robin Hood, a persona that\ncarries a greatbow. A good young man with a gentle demeanor,\nhe wields his deductive reasoning and high intelligence as his\ntrue weapons. While he doesn't fit in with the rest of the Phantom\nThieves, he seems to be working with them for the moment.\nHis true intentions are shrouded in mystery, and his kind words\noccasionally betray an edge that never misses the mark.

Scheming Justice

Ch. 1: The First Trials

Ch. 2: The Second Trials

Ch. 3: The Third Trials

Ch. 4: The Weapon's Completion

A Machine's Will

A Weapon's Understanding

A Weapon's Mission

A Weapon and A Promise

A Changing Weapon

A Weapon's Deception

The first model of clockwork soldier built as a weapon of war.\nWhen it proved unable to carry out vital orders, it was deemed\ndefective and tossed in a storehouse.\n\nOne day, a young and sickly prince was also brought to the\nstorehouse in an attempt to hide his worsening disease. It was a\nday that changed the soldier's fate forever.

Departed Gunman

Di5:11 - Dark Guardian\n\nThe skyborne hunter and its black wings brought naught to the\nworld. It bestowed pain, took lives, was feared and loathed,\nand was eventually cast into the blackened depths of oblivion.\nYet the creator loved it all the same, and one bird shared in\nthis affection. When all is horror in the face of ignorance,\nacceptance of goodwill absolves one of all sins, and even\nthe most sullied of lives might be saved.

False Guardian Gunman

11-13 10:23:16 MN023941\n\nHe fought against evil and embraced what was good.\nHe prayed to unite the world in everlasting peace.\nBut the ideals he wished for vanished without a trace.\nI will never forgive the world for neglecting him so.\nYet I doubt I will ever retaliate so long as proof\nthat he once lived remains ever in my memory.