Millennium Killer

Mission Type

Adventure Mission

Requirements

Trailblaze Mission The Indifference of Those Who Yet Live completed

Starting Location(s)

Planarcadia - Duomension City

Rewards
Summary
Characters

700

60

12

200

150,000

Behind the glittering streets of Planarcadia lurks a bone-chilling crime. In the span of a single year, the serial killer known as the "Millennium Killer" claimed the lives of seventeen imagenae artists. At Kuchiba's request, you teamed up with Sparxie and Ashveil to form a detective squad, tracked down the "Millennium Killer," and brought them to justice.

@Lone_Freerider, Ashveil, Bartoli Miranda, Hymes, Izol, Joye, Kuchiba, Saliman, Sparxie, Trailblazer

Millennium Killer is an Adventure Mission on Planarcadia.

Start Location

Steps

See why everyone's gathering in front of the skybridge
Hear what the Emergency Physician has to say and get the lowdown
Listen to what Kuchiba has to say and get the lowdown
Follow Kuchiba to the tearoom with Joye
Ask Kuchiba about the "Millennium Killer" case
Regroup with Sparxie
Discuss the case with Ashveil
Search for witnesses in Dovebrook
Question Hymes, look for clues
Interrogate @Lone_Freerider to find clues
Question Saliman and look for clues
Work with Sparxie and Ashveil to deduce the truth behind the case
Interrogate @Lone_Freerider to confirm the murderer's identity
Decide who to team up with to catch the "Millennium Killer"
- If Ashveil was chosen
  - Contact Ashveil to get the lowdown
  - Witness the ending of the "Millennium Killer"
  - Listen to Ashveil's capture plan
  - Interrogate Dr. Izol to confirm the murderer's identity
  - Confront the Millennium Killer face-to-face
- If Sparxie was chosen
  - Hear out Sparxie's plan to capture the killer
  - Help Sparxie post on Furbobo Weekly
  - Find fans for offline hype (1/3)
  - Find fans for offline hype (2/3)
  - Find fans for offline hype (3/3)
Return Joye's eyes to her

Dialogue

See why everyone's gathering in front of the skybridge

Mission Description

Looks like a bunch of security officers have gathered near the pedestrian overpass in the city center.
What's going on? Did someone vandalize public property or something? Let's go check it out.

Duomension City

(Approach marked location): (Trailblazer): (What's going on? Why are there so many people crowded around that bridge?)

(Interact with Skuid)

Anxious Fan: Miss Joye! Miss Joye! Please, hang in there! *sob*... I'm sorry, we failed to protect you...

Bridge That Can Seemingly Talk: Don't worry~ This pretty little bridge isn't that easy to kill! As "The Idol with the Strongest Foundation Above Ground," do you really think I need protection? No need to beat yourself up about it, sweetie~

Why are you talking to a bridge?

Anxious Fan: Excuse you! What are you trying to say? She's not just any "bridge"! This is Miss Joye, the top underground idol in all of Duomension City!

Did something happen?

Anxious Fan: Miss Joye was attacked, obviously! Can't you tell? Look! Her beautiful eyes were stolen!

(Trailblazer): So... this bridge is called Joye?

Anxious Fan: Is there any other Joye in all of Planarcadia? Miss Joye was attacked! We're all losing our minds here, so if you're not part of this, then stay out of our way, will ya!?

Bridge That Can Seemingly Talk: Miss Skuid! I understand you're anxious, but you can't be rude to others! Do you remember what the Joye Fan Manual has to say about that?

Skuid: *sob* *sniff*... "Strangers are just fans Miss Joye hasn't met yet"... I'm sorry, Miss Joye. I'm sorry, potential fan. I just lost my cool because I was in such a rush.

Joye: Hi, (Trailblazer). I'm a Duomension City "idol," and my name is Joye. Nice to meet you... Oh! Well, it's not quite our first meeting. You actually passed on me once when you first arrived in Duomension City~ I haven't forgotten, you know!

Joye: And this here is Miss Skuid, the president of my fan club. She's a good person, really! She just got a bit carried away because she's worried about me. Please forgive her.

A pedestrian overpass is an idol?

Joye: Isn't Planarcadia amazing? In Planarcadia, any living being can try to become an idol, even a bridge!

Whoa! Not just any idol, but an absolute heavyweight!

Joye: Don't you talk about me like that! If anything, I'm... "The idol least likely to flop!"

Joye: As much as I'd love to make you my newest fan right here and now... I was just attacked, and the culprit stole my eyes. I haven't the foggiest who did it.

Joye: So currently I'm in a grievously injured state... If possible, please do come visit me again after I've recovered, okay~?

Skuid: Miss Joye, at a time like this, you needn't try too hard to maintain your idol persona!

Emergency Physician: I'm Izol, an imagenesis doctor. Where's the patient?

Skuid: Dr. Izol, you're finally here! I've been worried sick! The patient is Miss Joye here. Please, could you assess how critical her condition is?

Skuid: Excuse me, (Mr./Miss) Potential Fan, please step aside. The doctor needs to give Miss Joye emergency care! Immediately!

Hear what the Emergency Physician has to say and get the lowdown

Mission Description

Planarcadia truly is a magical place. Even an overpass can become an idol.
This "heavyweight idol" appears to have been attacked. As the most helpful person in the cosmos, you should go see what you can do to help.
First, let's get the lowdown from the people on the scene.

Duomension City

(Interact with Izol): Skuid: *sniff*... How's Miss Joye? How bad is it?; Izol: The injury itself isn't too serious. The attacker's imagenesis technique was superb. They didn't damage any other bodily structures and just removed both eyes.; Izol: With some emergency treatment, Miss Joye shouldn't be in any life-threatening danger... for the moment.; Joye: Thank you, Dr. Izol. But... I... still feel very weak right now.; Izol: *sigh*... That's natural. 90% of your Wishpower is concentrated in those eyes of yours, isn't it? Of course you'd feel weak. Those eyes of yours are usually all your fans pay attention to anyway, right?; Izol: 90% of your Wishpower has been stolen. If a human suddenly lost 90% of their body weight, they'd die instantly. And your current situation isn't much different from that.; Skuid: Please, think of something, Dr. Izol! Your clinic is the best in Duomension City. Surely there must be a way to save Miss Joye? I'm begging you! Please save Miss Joye!; Joye: Miss Skuid, I must insist that you calm down. I still need you to do something more important for me!; Joye: Please go back to the fan club and let everyone know that I've been hurt, but that it's nothing serious. Tell them not to worry and wait patiently for my return~ I'm counting on you, okay~?; Skuid: *sniff*... I understand. I'll head back now... Miss Joye, you have to keep your promise! You have to be okay, you hear me!?

Joye: Dr. Izol... I can't die like this. You saw it yourself. There are still so many people waiting for me.

Izol: *sigh*... In your current condition, your imagenated structure could disintegrate at any moment.

Izol: If you want to maintain your form, you've got two options. Either you find a way ASAP to restore your Wishpower to the level it was at before you were attacked, or you recover your lost Wishpower.

Joye: Haha, neither option sounds very easy...

Kuchiba: Attention, everyone, attention! I'm Kuchiba, and the Department of Aberration Defense will now be taking over the investigation of this case and the crime scene. We expect and appreciate your cooperation. Thank you!

Kuchiba: Now, Miss Joye, would you mind telling me what happened?

Listen to what Kuchiba has to say and get the lowdown

Joye: Miss Kuchiba... to be honest, I'm not too sure about what happened either... I mean, at the end of the day, I'm just a pedestrian overpass, so people are constantly walking all over me, and it's not like I could pay attention to anyone in particular.

Joye: It was a day like any other day, and I was quietly practicing my new song while watching over the pedestrians crossing me. A masked person approached, but I thought nothing of it. After all, there are plenty of weirdos around here.

Joye: But then... they suddenly whipped out their drawing tools — you know, those compasses and rulers that artists use to create imagenae and stuff — and started waving them at me. After that... everything went pitch black before my eyes.

Kuchiba: I see. Is there anyone you suspect, Miss Joye? Have you made any enemies recently?

Joye: ...I really haven't a clue. I'm not the type to make enemies, and I'm definitely not famous enough to have haters yet. As for rivals? That's even more unlikely! My niche is super specific. Who would possibly want to compete with me?

Kuchiba: Hmm... I suppose that's true enough.

Kuchiba: In that case, do you have any idea about your attacker's identity? Are they human or imagenae? Any clues about their race, gender, height, build... anything at all would help.

Joye: Sorry... it all happened so fast, I didn't get a chance to take a good look.

Kuchiba: It's alright, there's no need to blame yourself.

Kuchiba: Dr. Izol, what you said before... is Miss Joye's condition critical? Or, if I may be blunt: How much longer can she hold on?

Izol: I can't say for sure. The Wishpower structure of imagenae is a chaotic system, not orderly like material life forms. If she's lucky, she'll make it through and survive. If she isn't... she'll completely disintegrate within a few system hours.

Izol: But regardless of "luck," suffering a massive loss of constructive Wishpower in such a short time will cause irreversible damage. If her Wishpower isn't replenished, Miss Joye's memories, personality, and abilities... Everything will be severely harmed.

Joye: Unless... I can get my eyes back.

Izol: That's definitely the best solution... but we don't even know who the attacker is or what they want with her eyes. I'm afraid this is going to be a tough one.

Kuchiba: It'll be tough, for sure. But if it were that easy for the good guys to defeat the bad guys, what would be the point of having us at the Department of Aberration Defense? Leave the rest to us.

Kuchiba: Looks like this incident has piqued your interest, (Trailblazer). Care to lend a hand?

Me? Why am I suddenly getting dragged into this?

Kuchiba: You're an important guest! How could we possibly let you just sit on the sidelines?

Getting involved in a Department of Aberration Defense case... Isn't that against protocol?

Kuchiba: The Department of Aberration Defense has always been flexible with the rules. If we followed every single little rule and did everything by the book, our case clearance rate would drop by at least half.

Can I say no?

Kuchiba: So you don't want to help, but you do want to eavesdrop on sensitive case information being discussed at a crime scene investigation. I should arrest you for obstruction of justice... Just kidding.

Kuchiba: If you decide you'd like to help, come on over and talk with us.

Follow Kuchiba to the tearoom with Joye

Mission Description

Kuchiba seems to need your help.
Head to the tearoom with Joye to hear her out.

Duomension City

Kuchiba: At this time, the situation is critical. Miss Joye has suffered a grave injury, and if we can't find her eyes soon, I'm afraid her health will be seriously affected.

How can I help?

Kuchiba: Word is that the "Baseball Raccoon" is quite adept at handling sticky situations like this.

I'll handle collecting Wishpower!

Kuchiba: Having the "Baseball Raccoon" handle something like this might be a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Kuchiba: But right now, our top priority is to quickly track down the culprit who attacked Miss Joye and recover her stolen eyes.

Kuchiba: However, this isn't the place to be discussing it. Let's find somewhere more private to go over the details.

Let's go.

Kuchiba: There's a tearoom nearby. Let's talk there.

Joye: Please, take me with you.

Can an overhead pedestrian bridge fit in a tearoom?

Joye: Hey, don't say things like that! It's not like I'd try to squeeze my entire self into the room!

Can a pedestrian overpass even move?

Joye: Were I to run around the streets, I'd probably cause a traffic accident!

Joye: I am an idol, you know! That means I have to go to perform at live venues and the like. For imagenae like me who can't move around easily, we can generally channel our Wishpower into certain parts to temporarily detach them from our main body. Kraken from the food street can do it, too!

Kuchiba: I'd like to point out that Miss Joye's eyes were forcibly "peeled" off her body by the killer using art tools. That's very different from voluntarily separating parts of your body.

Kuchiba: But Miss Joye, your body is in extremely poor shape right now. Leaving your physical body to act separately after losing such a massive amount of Wishpower... I must strongly advise against such rash behavior.

Joye: I'm not the type to just sit around waiting to be saved! I want to join your investigation and do something! Maybe I'll even be able to help!

Kuchiba: Very well, Miss Joye, let's go. But remember not to push yourself too hard.

I need a moment to get ready.

Kuchiba: Time is of the essence. I'll wait for you here.

Ask Kuchiba about the "Millennium Killer" case

Mission Description

The "Millennium Killer" has already murdered 17 imagenae this year and left poor Joye gravely injured.
Kuchiba is asking for your help with the investigation to stop the "Millennium Killer's" rampage.
Hear her out on the details of the case.

Duomension City

Joye: Hey, stop that! Please don't stare at my lips like that... I've been hiding behind the bridge because I'm self-conscious about them, you know!

Don't worry, you're still adorable!

Joye: Hehe, you're such a sweetheart~

It's mainly that those floating red lips are kinda creepy.

Joye: I can't help it. After all, my eyes were taken...

You don't even have eyes. How do you know where I'm looking?

Joye: I can feel your gaze!

Kuchiba: Let's get right down to business. Here's the deal: The Department of Aberration Defense took this case because the attack on Miss Joye is part of a serial murder investigation.

Joye is still alive!

Joye: I'm not that easy to kill!

Do scary things like that really happen in the land of Elation?

Kuchiba: Alas, at the end of the day, Planarcadia is no arcadia.

Kuchiba: In recent months, there's been a series of murders in Duomension City. 17 cases to be exact... oh, make that 18 now. Our investigation has turned up a number of similarities between the incidents.

Kuchiba: As for the specifics, here's the case summary. You can read through it yourself.

Brief Profile of Millennium Killer Victims

Case No. 1
Name: Embervox
Occupation: Streamer
Race: Ploo
Case Summary: Found dead in a streaming studio, lips missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 2
Name: Io Afterglow
Occupation: Singer
Race: Moonlull
Case Summary: Found dead in a recording studio, specialized vocal organ missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 3
Name: @ClickMeForMiracles
Occupation: Actor
Race: Lightpaw
Case Summary: Found dead in a dressing room, fingernails missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 4
Name: Bula Echovoid
Occupation: Idol
Race: Ghost
Case Summary: Found dead in a dance practice room, lower body missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 5
Name: Carlo, The Second Voice
Occupation: Singer
Race: Ghost
Case Summary: Found dead in an artiste's resting room, ocular structures missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 6
Name: Herzla
Occupation: Actor
Race: Lightpaw
Case Summary: Found dead in a film studio, horn-like structure missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 7
Name: Veren Hale
Job: Streamer
Race: Orch
Case Summary: Found dead in the living room of their home, luminescent markings on the body missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 8
Name: Tyranno Godfist
Occupation: Fighter
Race: Ploo
Case Summary: Found dead in an office, teeth missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 9
Name: Lahk Ricecook
Occupation: Chef
Race: Orch
Case Summary: Found dead in a break room, parts of discolored skin missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 10
Name: Wiran Wildbreath
Occupation: Streamer
Race: Lightpaw
Case Summary: Found dead in a studio, tail missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 11
Name: Senna Scissorkick
Occupation: Fighter
Race: Orch
Case Summary: Found dead in a training room, both ears missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 12
Name: Hertz Warp
Job: Streamer
Race: Moonlull
Case Summary: Found dead in the living room of their home, distinctive arm markings missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 13
Name: Tobyn Ash
Occupation: Actor
Race: Mechatron
Case Summary: Found dead in a lounge, expression module enhancement components missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 14
Name: Chord Whitechord
Occupation: Streamer
Race: Lightpaw
Case Summary: Found dead in a gym, torso muscles missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 15
Name: @The_One_That_Glows
Occupation: Actor
Race: Mechatron
Case Summary: Found dead on the balcony of their residence, tactile extensions missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 16
Name: Bella Voidvoice
Occupation: Singer
Race: Mechatron
Case Summary: Found dead in a music production studio, resonator core missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Case No. 17
Name: Perrin Lox
Occupation: Idol
Race: Moonlull
Case Summary: Found dead in a lounge, decorative components missing, no signs of forced entry at the scene.

Kuchiba: Here are some of the main points. First, all the victims were imagenae working in the entertainment industry. Streamers, singers, comedians, and of course, idols like Miss Joye.

Kuchiba: Secondly, every victim had body parts removed. The perpetrator's imagenesis technique is exceptional. Their "peeling" method is so clean and precise, it leaves almost no clues behind for us to follow.

Kuchiba: And there's one last thing tying everything together: All the crimes happened on the victims' own turf. Homes, studios, private lounges... but there were absolutely no signs of forced entry.

Kuchiba: Almost as if they were "invited in."

Kuchiba: However, what's strange about that is that none of the victims told any of their family or friends about having "invited a guest" or someone coming to visit.

Kuchiba: The Department of Aberration Defense is temporarily calling this mysterious serial killer the "Millennium Killer." After all, it's the year 1999.

Joye: So the Millennium Killer everyone's been talking about online is real! And here I thought it was just an urban legend!

Joye: Since they were invited in... The killer must have been known to the victims, right?

Kuchiba: Before the case was transferred to the Department of Aberration Defense, the Security Bureau had already investigated along these lines. However, even though all the victims were in the entertainment industry, the circles of "singers" and "comedians" are quite distinct with minimal overlap, so there are few "mutual friends" between them.

Kuchiba: The investigation showed the victims did indeed all know several TV producers. However, all the producers had solid alibis.

Joye: Wait a minute... my case doesn't share any of those "similarities" with the other cases, right? The culprit didn't come to my house, but attacked me right there on the street. Plus, I wasn't killed, I'm still here... though I am badly hurt.

Kuchiba: As for those differences, it probably comes down to a few of your innate traits.

Kuchiba: The killer can't "visit your home" since you're always out in public. They can't "murder" you either. Being a large imagenae, you're just too tough to kill outright. Talk about a blessing in disguise.

Kuchiba: However, the killer swiftly "peeled" away your eyes in public. No witness, including you, could describe any of the killer's identifying features... Such an exceptional yet cruel imagenesis technique could only be the work of a master such as the "Millennium Killer."

Kuchiba: Which is to say, that's also why I concluded that "The Joye Ambush Incident" was the work of the Millennium Killer as well.

So why exactly do you need my help?

Aren't you telling me way too much?

Kuchiba: Because the "standard" way to investigate is too inefficient.

Kuchiba: Now Miss Joye's eyes are missing, and she is in imminent danger of losing her life. I can't gamble her health and future on a "slow and steady" investigation.

Kuchiba: So, I'm begging you, (Trailblazer), to retrieve the eyes in true Nameless fashion before the "Millennium Killer" does something to them. Can you do that?

No problem. I love helping out!

Kuchiba: Perfect, that's exactly what I'd expect from a Nameless. Thanks for being willing to lend a hand.

Sounds kinda illegal, so it's gonna cost you extra.

Kuchiba: No problem. That's no less than I'd expect from the "Baseball Raccoon." Don't worry, I'll be the only party liable for everything that occurs.

Kuchiba: Well then, this meeting is over. I'll leave the rest to you, (Trailblazer).

Joye: Aren't you going to investigate with us, Miss Kuchiba?

Kuchiba: Because of my identity, I can't intervene directly in many things. But rest assured, at least for today, so long as (Trailblazer) doesn't do anything too outrageous, security officers all over will turn a blind eye to your "investigation."

Kuchiba: This is all I can do. (Trailblazer), Miss Joye, good luck to you both.

Joye: *sigh* Even with Miss Kuchiba's inside info, we're still missing way too much information... Since the victims were all working in the entertainment industry, it'd be great if we could consult someone from the industry.

Aren't you an insider yourself?

Joye: I'm just some small-time idol. How could I be an "industry insider"? You gotta at least perform at the New Year Countdown Party to be considered "in the industry"!

Do you have anyone in mind?

Joye: Though I hate to say it, most of my friends in the industry are doing even worse than I am... I doubt they'll be of much help.

Hmm... Would Sparxie count as an industry insider?

Joye: Sparxie... of course she counts! She's Planarcadia's most followed virtual idol, and her industry prestige is considerable. If she's willing to help...

Joye: ...But didn't you just beat her up? Sure, clashing during the Phantasmoon Games is inevitable, but you don't think she'll hold a grudge and refuse to help because of that, do you?

Sparxie's not that kind of person, it'll be fine.

Joye: Hmm... I hope you're right.

Guess we'll have to ask...

Joye: I hope she doesn't hold a grudge!

Messages
Sparxie

Hey, you busy? I wanna ask you something.

(Trailblazer)

Are you busy? I need some help

Sparxie

Hold on, don't move an inch. Be there in a jiffy

I haven't even said what I need!

(Trailblazer)

I haven't even said what I need! Are you that proactive?

Sparxie

To make it to the top in such a brutal industry, you have to rely on proactivity, hehe

Are you looking to take revenge?

(Trailblazer)

Why so eager to meet the moment we text? Are you looking to take revenge?

Sparxie

Just who do you think I am? I'm here to help, of course

Sparxie

My fans have seen it all. They said you were poking your nose around at the crime scene in the Department of Aberration Defense. Getting into other people's business again, huh?

The "Millennium Killer" case, right? I'm pretty interested in that guy too

Let's discuss the details when we meet, I'll be there in a sec

We'll wait for you.

(Trailblazer)

Alright, we'll wait for you

Joye: Looks like Miss Sparxie is already here. Let's go look for her.
(Obtain Brief Profile of Millennium Killer Victims ×1)

Regroup with Sparxie

Mission Description

Sparxie's generosity knows no bounds; she actually volunteered to help you with your murder investigation. She's surprisingly nice.
Come to think of it, Sparkle did something similar back in Penacony.
Except nobody was killed that time, and Sparkle played the "culprit."
Now with the tables turned, who knows if Sparxie can pull it off with the same finesse.

Duomension City

Sparxie: Gray Hair! Baby Joye! I'm heeere~

(Approach marked location and interact with Sparxie)

Sparxie: Poor Baby Joye! I heard you were attacked by the Millennium Killer, you poor thing! Don't worry, we'll definitely catch this creep!

Joye: M—Miss Sparxie knows about me!?

Sparxie: I've actually been wanting to collab with you for a while, but I was just too busy during the Phantasmoon Games, plus getting beaten up by this guy, so I never had the chance to reach out. Once this is all over, let's do a collab stream!

Joye: Hmm... thank you, Miss Sparxie. But now I can feel myself getting weaker and weaker... I hope I'll live to see that day, hehe!

Sparxie: Nonsense! Idols never die.

So why did you come to help?

Sparxie: It's all from the love and justice of my own heart! If there was an award for "Planarcadia's Most Righteous Top Streamer," I'd definitely be the one and only candidate!

I didn't know you had such a gentle side.

Sparxie: I've always been super gentle, okay!? If there was an award for "Planarcadia's Gentlest Top Streamer," I'd definitely be the one and only candidate!

Sparxie: It's about the Millennium Killer case, conspiracy theories are running wild these days. And you know what's the most infuriating part? The most popular conspiracy theory claims that I, Sparxie, am the Millennium Killer!

Sparxie: Look, I know I'm not exactly a saint in my daily life! But come on, comparing me to a serial killer is insane! I'm so mad... But what can you do? Trying to prove your innocence online is pointless. In the end, I'll just have to clear my name myself.

Sparxie: Let's get down to business, Gray Hair~ Did you get any insider intel from the Department of Aberration Defense? Care to share?

You shared the information obtained from Kuchiba with Sparxie.

Joye: So, Miss Sparxie, got any leads?

Sparxie: Hmm... Look, I'm an artiste, not a detective. Don't expect me to deduce any clues here!

So you're just here for the drama, huh?

Why don't you just go home?

Sparxie: Oh my! don't be so hasty... While deduction isn't my forte, "acting" is a required course for any idol!

Joye: What do you mean "acting"?

Sparxie: I was just thinking... "To Kill a Pedestrian Overpass" sounds as absurd as a modern poetry title. If the Millennium Killer is so skilled at imagenesis, they must know they can't actually kill Miss Joye, right?

Sparxie: So, I put myself in the Killer's POV. Maybe this way I could figure out their motive...

Sparxie: "I'm an expert when it comes to imagenesis techniques. I'm well aware that an imagenae of Joye's size isn't something I could kill in one strike. But I'm still going to do it."

Sparxie: "Because, after all, I can't really be considered a 'serial killer.' A 'serial killer' is a psycho who kills for pleasure, and killing was never my goal in the first place."

Sparxie: "I'm not a fiend who takes lives for the sake of it... What I really care about has always been the parts that I 'peeled.' As for their deaths, those are merely byproducts of the process. They only have themselves to blame, for being too weak."

So, the killer's going after body parts?

Sparxie: That's just my guess~

Isn't that an obvious conclusion?

Sparxie: Ehe~ I'm definitely not as smart as you~

What do you mean? I don't get it.

Sparxie: In other words, the "Millennium Killer's" goal wasn't to kill these imagenae at all, but to take parts from their bodies.

Joye: Hmm... I still don't quite get it. What does this mean?

Sparxie: It means our dear "Millennium Killer" might not be a lunatic after all. The way they're "peeling" body parts from the imagenae, it might actually serve a "purpose"!

Sparxie: If there's a "purpose," that'll make things easier! So the Millennium Killer isn't necessarily one person. Maybe it's an entire criminal organization that operates around the whereabouts of these "parts."

Sparxie: If that's the case, we should talk to someone who really knows Planarcadia's underground world~ Have you heard of detective Ashveil?

We've crossed paths before.

Sparxie: You really do have... a way with people, huh.

We've worked together before.

Sparxie: Perfect! Saves me the trouble of doing introductions~

We're not that close.

Sparxie: No worries~ You'll get along just fine after working together~

Sparxie: Baby Joye, are you holding up okay?

Joye: Actually, I'm starting to feel worse and worse... The loss of so much Wishpower is hitting me harder than I imagined...

Sparxie: Don't worry, let's make this quick and clean! We'll get your eyes back in no time! Let's roll, Gray Hair, time to hit the Ashveil Detective Agency~

Discuss the case with Ashveil

Mission Description

Since this is a "crime investigation", we definitely need to bring in a professional to help.
Rumor has it that Ashveil has cracked countless mysteries before, so this should make for another brilliant page in his detective portfolio.

Dovebrook District

(Approach marked location and interact with Ashveil)

Ashveil: Well, well, if it isn't my old friends. I was wondering when you'd show up... though honestly, I didn't expect Miss Sparxie to get involved in this.

You knew we were coming?

Ashveil: Hmph, don't underestimate my intel network.

Sparxie was the one who recommended this place to us.

Ashveil: Hmph, looks like she finally understands that you should leave professional work to the professionals.

Sparxie: *sigh* Getting all cocky right from the start... This is exactly why I hate detectives.

Joye: Mr. Ashveil... nice to meet you...

Ashveil: Let's stop the bickering. Miss Joye's condition seems to be getting worse.

Joye: It's okay! I can... I can hold on a bit longer!

Ashveil: Hang in there, Miss Joye! Alright, let's get straight to the point and share what we've each found so far.

You shared Sparxie's analysis of the case with Ashveil.

Ashveil: Which means, these parts might have been taken for some underground transactions... I had similar thoughts. But we hard-boiled detectives can't solve cases on imagination alone. We need to pay a visit to someone who actually know something.

Ashveil: While waiting for you guys to arrive, I've already contacted a few friends who are willing to help. Come with me, we'll meet them out on the street.

Sparxie: In-person interviews? That's too old-school! Can't you just call them instead?

Ashveil: What do you know? "Armchair detective" and "hard-boiled detective" are two completely different archetypes! You can't mess around with character consistency. It's a serious business!

Search for witnesses in Dovebrook

Mission Description

Since this is a "crime investigation", we definitely need to bring in a professional to help.
Rumor has it that Ashveil has cracked countless mysteries before, so this should make for another brilliant page in his detective portfolio.
As an old-school detective, Ashveil immediately drags you into the most tedious part of every old-school detective story: the witness interview phase.
Luckily, Planarcadia is full of interesting characters, so the investigation shouldn't be too boring.

Dovebrook District

(Approach marked location)

Ashveil: Ah, Dovebrook, could your currents wash away the sins buried in this city?

Sparxie: I get it, suddenly dropping dramatic, poetic one-liners in weird places is totally a "hard-boiled detective" trope.

Yeah, this is kinda awkward.

Ashveil: You'll understand once you are my age!

That's pretty classy, I'd say.

Sparxie: Don't follow his example! Gray Hair's already turned into an old graybeard!

Ashveil: Miss Joye, if you're really not feeling well, you should go back and rest.

Joye: ...

Ashveil: Miss Joye?

Joye: Ah yeah, I'm here. Sorry, I'm feeling a bit tired, I really want to... sleep...

Sparxie: This doesn't look good... Poor Baby Joye seems even weaker than before.

Ashveil: We need to pick up the pace.

Question Hymes, look for clues

(Approach marked location and interact with Hymes)

Hymes: Yo, old man, you finally showed up, been waiting ages for you. Whoa, and you brought two big shots with you... what an honor.

Ashveil: Let me introduce you to Ms. Hymes. Her job is helping reformed ex-criminals reintegrate into society.

Hymes: Don't say "ex-criminal"! "Reformed individual" sounds much better. Sure, they might be a bunch of rotten watermelons, but wanting to turn over a new leaf is a good thing.

Ashveil: Because of her work, Ms. Hymes is very familiar with the "dark side" of Planarcadia. You could say she's a walking encyclopedia of crime. So, I consulted her about the whereabouts of those "parts."

Hymes: Look who's talking, "Criminal Encyclopedia"! This old geezer doesn't know how to hold his tongue!

Hymes: Back to the point, I've looked at the materials you gave me... how should I put this, I'm not convinced that the Millennium Killer's goal is "doing business."

Hymes: Unlike organic life forms, the parts of an imagenae that might actually be of use are usually those with special functions, like fangs, claws, fire sacs, or venom glands.

Hymes: Would you look at the parts this person "peeled"? Limbs and faces aside, he takes spectacles, bow ties, cowlicks... Who'd even want that? It makes zero market sense.

Hymes: Imagine this: An evil millionaire splurges on a black-market bow tie and attaches it onto themselves... That doesn't look like something any sane person would do.

Can't really rule out that there are lunatics like that out there.

Hymes: That's beyond me. I only understand greedy bastards, not mentally unstable lunatics.

Twisted minds, who can ever figure them out?

Hymes: Can't argue with that, but I'd say it's unlikely since it's really not worth the trouble.

Sparxie: But the "peeled" parts of the victims contained a lot of Wishpower, right? Just like our Baby Joye, those eyes of hers contained 90% of her total Wishpower!

Hymes: If they were only after Wishpower, they could steal, rob, or scam... but committing a capital crime for such a small amount of Wishpower? They are taking a huge risk for very little return.

Ashveil: So, it's probably not for profit... I get what you mean. Thank you for your help, Ms. Hymes.

Hymes: Of course. Hope you can catch that guy soon.

(Subsequent interaction): Ashveil: So, it's probably not for profit... I get what you mean. Thank you for your help, Ms. Hymes.; Hymes: Of course. Hope you can catch that guy soon.

Interrogate @Lone_Freerider to find clues

Ashveil: Let's go, time to chat with our other friends.

(Approach marked location and interact with @Lone_Freerider)

@Lone_Freerider: Mr. Ashveil, the "Millennium Killer" won't come after me, right? I'm just starting to make a name for myself, I can't have my life cut short like this...

Ashveil: Don't worry, @Lone_Freerider, the Millennium Killer won't notice you anytime soon.

Ashveil: Let me introduce @Lone_Freerider, he's been hanging around Dovebrook District for years... and, uh, he's a future superstar. He knows the entertainment industry's behind-the-scenes secrets like the back of his hand and might give us some leads that even the Department of Aberration Defense hasn't picked up on.

Sparxie: Hey, Mr. Detective, are you picking on me on purpose? With a mega-superstar like me right here, why would you need to ask anyone else about the behind-the-scenes secrets?

Ashveil: Come on, don't say that! You're a top-tier superstar, and he's top-tier in the other direction. When it comes to that market, @Lone_Freerider definitely knows better than you, he's the ultimate grassroots expert!

@Lone_Freerider: What kind of compliment was that!? Anyway, forget it... I've looked at the list you gave me. There's a very subtle connection between these people. I wonder if you've noticed it?

There's an interactive segment?

@Lone_Freerider: Gotta keep things interesting!

Everyone's been killed!

Sparxie: ...Very perceptive.

@Lone_Freerider: Every single one of them only rose to fame this year, in 1999! None of them has been famous for more than a year.

Sparxie: Oh, so all the victims were newbies.

@Lone_Freerider: No, all the victims were "late bloomers", just like me... So that guy won't target me, right? Mr. Ashveil, you'll definitely catch the "Millennium Killer", won't you!

Ashveil: Cut to the chase first, what do you mean by "late bloomer"?

@Lone_Freerider: These victims started their careers way back. Some of them even debuted in the 70s. It was only this year that they suddenly became popular.

Joye: Hmm... Actually... I didn't get many fans until this year as well...

@Lone_Freerider: After decades in the industry as a nobody, finally achieving overnight success through years of accumulated effort and being a late bloomer... such life stories are actually quite rare, and now...

@Lone_Freerider: Everyone on this victim list is like this.

Sparxie: Whoa... I'm getting goosebumps, this is pretty creepy.

@Lone_Freerider: That reminds me. I discovered by chance that the "Millennium Killer" only takes the parts that resonate most with the audience...

@Lone_Freerider: People online keep saying my little duck lips are cute. What if that makes me a target for the Millennium Killer? Mr. Ashveil, I'm really scared... you'll catch him, right!?

Ashveil: Don't worry, @Lone_Freerider, you won't get hurt. We've got your back.

(Subsequent interaction): @Lone_Freerider: People online keep saying my little duck lips are cute. What if that makes me a target for the Millennium Killer? Mr. Ashveil, I'm really scared... you'll catch him, right!?; Ashveil: Don't worry, @Lone_Freerider, you won't get hurt. We've got your back.

Question Saliman and look for clues

Ashveil: I still have one last friend to meet up with. Let's go see them.

(Approach marked location and interact with Saliman)

Saliman: Ah, Ashveil, you're here. And you two, since this is our first meeting, I'm Saliman, a staff member at the Noblesse Department Store's Sales Division.

Ashveil: This guy's my drinking buddy. You might've met before, but he's a total drunkard. He's usually not this sober after work hours, so he probably doesn't remember whether he's seen you or not.

Saliman: Haha, give me a break! How else am I supposed to survive that job without a drink or two?

Saliman: Outside of work, I'm also the president of the fan club for the wrestler "Senna Scissorkick." About a month ago, Miss Senna was killed by the Millennium Killer. She was an orch, and the part that the murderer took from her was her ears.

Ashveil: Saliman's been a devoted fan for ages, maybe he can give us a fresh perspective.

Saliman: I'm definitely an OG fan. I've been following Miss Senna since her first match in 1983. Through all these years, even when her career was just lukewarm, I stayed loyal.

Saliman: Miss Senna's ears used to be just like any other orch's, but then she suddenly went into seclusion for a month, claiming she was undergoing "spiritual training." When she finally emerged, those ears of hers had somehow transformed into adorable cat ears, just like a lightpaw's.

Saliman: She told us back then that it was the result of "spiritual training." When your spirit grows, your body responds accordingly. I guess that growth really did pay off, because after her seclusion ended, Miss Senna quickly became a red-hot superstar in the wrestling world.

Saliman: But just a few months later, she was murdered... and the cat ears she had earned through spiritual training were stolen by that despicable killer...

Saliman: Sometimes I feel like this was fate's cruel joke. Could it be that the very training she took to make herself stronger ended up leading to her death instead... *sigh* It hurts just thinking about it.

Sparxie: Don't think like that! She died because someone evil killed her, not because she did anything wrong.

We'll avenge her!

Saliman: Thank you all. I've always believed that justice will prevail, and the Millennium Killer will get their punishment one day.

She once bloomed with your support.

Saliman: What a shame, I couldn't do more for her.

Saliman: Ashveil, you'll catch the Millennium Killer, right?

Ashveil: It might not be me who catches them, but they definitely won't get away.

Saliman: That's all I needed to hear, my drinking buddy!

Sparxie: Baby Joye, you've been quiet for a while. Are you still hanging in there?

Joye: ...

Joye: Sorry... I... I don't think I've been much help...

Ashveil: Miss Joye, get back to your body! That should help you hold on a bit longer.

Joye: No... I want to stay here, maybe I can still do something to help...

Ashveil: Don't take this the wrong way, Miss Joye, but there's nothing you can do here. Just return to your body, there's no need to put yourself through this pain.

Sparxie: Detective, you don't get it at all. Under that bridge right now, Joye's fans are all gathered, waiting for news about her. How could an idol possibly waste away and die in front of her own fans?

Ashveil: ...

Ashveil: Sorry, I didn't think this through.

Joye, you should get some rest. I'll protect you.

Joye: Thank you... I'll take a nap now...

Now's not the time to worry about the fans!

Joye: Always... gotta think about the fans' feelings... it's okay, I just need some rest...

Joye: If I don't wake up, please tell my fans... that my eyes are actually the result of plastic surgery...

Joye: I kept it to myself... just to satisfy a small, selfish bit of vanity...

Joye: Such fake eyes... yet they've gathered ninety percent of my Wishpower... how ironic...

Joye, we'll wake you up.

Ashveil: We have to move faster now. Fortunately, we're starting to see the shape of this case.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to be beautiful.

Ashveil: Of course. The only one who did wrong was the Millennium Killer.

Sparxie: Oh by The Laughter! HAHAHAHA, this is absolutely amazing!

Ashveil: Sparxie! Have you lost your humanity!? Joye's life is hanging by a thread, and you're here celebrating?

Sparxie: Oh... I'm sorry, that's not what I meant! I mean, Joye... who said you weren't helping? You've been a huge help! Now everything finally makes sense!

Sparxie: (Trailblazer), now you get what I mean!

I totally get it now!

Ashveil: What exactly did you two get?

What the heck? I don't get any of it!

Ashveil: Me neither!

Sparxie: Don't worry, don't worry, you'll all understand soon enough~

Sparxie: Now, we finally arrive at the thrilling deduction. How did the "Millennium Killer" gain access to the victims' private rooms? And why commit such a string of brutal crimes? And most importantly, who exactly are they?

Sparxie: All clues are in motion, happy hunting!

Ashveil: Who on earth are you talking to?

Sparxie: Forget it, you wouldn't understand. Let's just get on with the deduction already!

Work with Sparxie and Ashveil to deduce the truth behind the case

Step Description

Ta-da! Now we've reached the most thrilling and romantic moment of any good drama: the Audience Challenge!
In the year 1999 of the Arcadian Calendar, the terrifying "Millennium Killer" descended from above, bringing a series of cruel and cold-blooded crimes to our joyful arcadia. But this "Millennium Killer" is definitely not some indescribable monster. This person left behind plenty of clues, enough to guide you through the fog and uncover their true identity.
So then, what method did the "Millennium Killer" use to enter the victims' private rooms? And why commit this series of brutal crimes? Most importantly, who exactly are they?
The above constitutes the challenge from yours truly, the "Super Streamer" Sparxie! All the clues have been laid out for you. Happy hunting!

Dovebrook District

(Interact with Ashveil)

Ashveil: When investigating cases like this, we usually start by looking for commonalities between the victims. The most obvious common point between these people is that they're all part of the entertainment industry.

Ashveil: But according to Miss Kuchiba's intel, these people don't seem to have any "mutual friends"... This might suggest that what connects them lies beneath the surface.

Sparxie: We should have gotten enough clues about that by now. Haven't we, (Trailblazer)?

@Lone_Freerider: These victims started their careers way back. Some of them even debuted in the 70s. It was only this year that they suddenly became popular.

Saliman: Miss Senna's ears used to be just like any other orch's, but then she suddenly went into seclusion for a month, claiming she was undergoing "spiritual training." When she finally emerged, those ears of hers had somehow transformed into adorable cat ears, just like a lightpaw's.

Joye: If I don't wake up, please tell my fans... that my eyes are actually the result of plastic surgery...

(Trailblazer): That's right. The clues are crystal clear now. The hidden connection between the victims is...

They're all imagenae.

Sparxie: Wow! What an unexpected answer... Do you think I'd say that? Come on, give me some proper deduction here!

They've all had plastic surgeries.

They're all pretty famous.

Ashveil: That conclusion isn't exactly wrong. But following this line of thought, shouldn't there be an even deeper reason behind it?

(Trailblazer): It's just a deduction, but I believe all these victims must have had plastic surgeries.

(Trailblazer): Joye just admitted it to us. And Senna Scissorkick claimed she changed the shape of her ears through "spiritual training." That's way too ridiculous even in Planarcadia. It's probably just an excuse she made up for herself.

Ashveil: That's only two of the victims. We can't simply jump to conclusions, can we?

(Trailblazer): True. But there's another interesting point: although they started their careers at different times, all the victims suddenly had a turn of luck this year and began making their mark in the entertainment industry.

(Trailblazer): Something must have happened that suddenly changed these people's destinies this year. Just like Senna Scissorkick, who shot to fame after transforming her cat ears.

Sparxie: The entertainment industry is notoriously unforgiving. Though people often claim to value talent over appearance, it's usually looks that determine who rises to the top. Even comedians must have a "funny look" to make it.

Ashveil: For now, this deduction is enough to convince me. We'll see later if it really holds up.

Sparxie: So the next question is, how did the "Millennium Killer" gain access to the victims' private rooms?

Ashveil: Based on our current train of thought, we should be able to solve this problem easily.

Kuchiba: All the crime scenes were in the victims' own territory: their homes, studios, private lounges... yet there were absolutely no signs of forced entry.

Kuchiba: Here's the weird part. None of the victims told any of their friends or family that they were "expecting a visitor that day."

Saliman: She told us back then that it was the result of "spiritual training." When your spirit grows, your body responds accordingly.

Joye: I kept it to myself... just to satisfy a small, selfish bit of vanity...

(Trailblazer): The "Millennium Killer" was able to waltz right into the victims' private rooms because...

The victims were hiding something.

The killer snuck into the room using ninjutsu.

Ashveil: I get it now, Rappa is the culprit. Let's convince her to turn herself in.

The killer was the victims' roommate.

Sparxie: Do you mean the killer had 18 roommates?

(Trailblazer): The victims were hiding something... All these victims targeted by the "Millennium Killer" had their own reasons to conceal the fact that they "underwent cosmetic surgeries."

(Trailblazer): So when the "Millennium Killer" used this as a pretext to visit the victims' private rooms, the victims wouldn't tell anyone about it. This was probably exactly what the "Millennium Killer" had anticipated.

Ashveil: Hmm... Judging from the timeline, the "Millennium Killer" probably used "post-surgery check-up" as an excuse. This way, the victims wouldn't be suspicious and wouldn't tell anyone around them about the "Millennium Killer's" identity.

Sparxie: Based on this deduction, we're now down to the easiest question...

Ashveil: Who exactly is the "Millennium Killer"?

(Trailblazer): The identity of the "Millennium Killer" is obviously...

Lolo Thomaxy.

Ashveil: Who the heck is that!? Don't just drop a name that sounds like someone's last words!

The answer's a little too obvious...

Sparxie: Don't be childish. You're such a baby!

The plastic surgeon.

(Trailblazer): Without a doubt, the Millennium Killer was the plastic surgeon all these victims had in common. Since everyone kept quiet about their cosmetic surgeries, the surgeon managed to escape investigation from the Department of Aberration Defense.

Sparxie: But now, this killer can't escape our pursuit.

Ashveil: Now we're left with one crucial question: What was the "Millennium Killer" trying to accomplish with all of this?

Sparxie: Motives aren't something you can solve by deduction alone. Half the time, people don't even know why they do what they do!

Ashveil: However, based on the clues we've gathered so far, we might be able to piece together an answer.

(Trailblazer): What is the "Millennium Killer" trying to achieve by murdering imagenae and "peeling" parts from them?

Sparxie: "I'm not a fiend who takes lives for the sake of it... What I really care about has always been the parts that I 'peeled.' As for their deaths, those are merely byproducts of the process. They only have themselves to blame, for being too weak."

@Lone_Freerider: That reminds me. I discovered by chance that the "Millennium Killer" only takes the parts that resonate most with the audience...

Hymes: Would you look at the parts this person "peeled"? Limbs and faces aside, he takes spectacles, bow ties, cowlicks... Who'd even want that? It makes zero market sense.

Hymes: Imagine this: An evil millionaire splurges on a black-market bow tie and attaches it onto themselves... That doesn't look like something any sane person would do.

(Trailblazer): Could it be... that the "Millennium Killer's" ultimate goal is...

To stitch the parts onto themselves.

To savor delicacies.

Sparxie: Stop, stop, stop! Don't say another word! This will never get past the censorship!

To collect parts from different celebrities.

Ashveil: The "Millennium Killer" must be after something far beyond just "collecting."

(Trailblazer): Ms. Hymes is right. The spectacles, bow ties, and cowlicks may be useless parts for an average person, but for the Millennium Killer, these "popular parts" from the celebrities are priceless.

(Trailblazer): I'm afraid... the "Millennium Killer" wants to stitch all these "popular parts" onto themselves.

(Trailblazer): It's hard to imagine the "Millennium Killer's" true intention. To become the most popular imagenae? To transform into the most powerful imagenae? Or something far more mundane? Perhaps they simply want to absorb the Wishpower contained in these parts.

Ashveil: Either way, this killer is a complete lunatic.

Sparxie: So now, we're gonna stop them!

Ashveil: At this point, we should contact the Department of Aberration Defense. With their expertise, they should be able to quickly identify this plastic surgeon. We needn't risk confronting the culprit ourselves anymore.

Sparxie: But... I just tried to put myself in the "Millennium Killer's" POV...

Sparxie: "I know I can't kill Joye. Leaving that loose end alive will jeopardize my future plans. Unless..."

Ashveil: Unless the "Millennium Killer" has no further plans in committing crimes.

Sparxie: "I need to remove Joye's eyes, but I am unable to kill her directly with everyone watching. The safest approach would be to make her my last victim."

Ashveil: It looks like whatever the Millennium Killer plans to do with Joye's eyes, time is running out. The killer is about to carry out the final step.

We'll have to track down the culprit ourselves!

Should we contact the Department of Aberration Defense after all?

Ashveil: Let's work on both fronts. We'll notify the Department of Aberration Defense while taking action ourselves.

Ashveil: Now, we need to find @Lone_Freerider. He's probably got the scoop on where these celebrities get their plastic surgeries done.

Interrogate @Lone_Freerider to confirm the murderer's identity

Mission Description

The clock is ticking. Go have a chat with that well-connected ploo.
Once we've got a lock on the Millennium Killer's identity, all that's left is the good old-fashioned legwork this detective squad does best.

Dovebrook District

(Approach marked location and interact with @Lone_Freerider): @Lone_Freerider: Mr. Ashveil, why are you back? No... Don't tell me the "Millennium Killer" is after me now? Oh no... you have to protect me, Mr. Ashveil!; Ashveil: Ugh, I told you no one's trying to kill you...; Sparxie: Time's short, so answer quickly! Where do you and your friends usually get cosmetic surgeries?; @Lone_Freerider: Hmm... I usually go to "Campbell Imagenesis Surgery." It's the top plastic surgery clinic in Planarcadia. Pricey, but the results are incredible.; Sparxie: Not the premier clinic! I need somewhere secret and private, a place that won't leave any records. What options do I have?; @Lone_Freerider: So Miss Sparxie struggles with that as well... However, as you know, because we imagenae are so malleable, the law mandates that all our cosmetic surgeries are documented.; @Lone_Freerider: But for the sake of their image, persona, self-esteem, vanity, and all that messy stuff, most people don't want others to know about this!; @Lone_Freerider: Apparently, some imagenesis clinics secretly offer underground cosmetic services. Don't tell anyone I told you, but there's a top-rated clinic in our circle. They're highly skilled, reasonably priced, and their legitimate medical services are excellent too.; @Lone_Freerider: It's called "Izol Clinic."; Izol: I'm Izol, an imagenesis doctor. Where's the patient?; (Trailblazer) & Sparxie & Ashveil: Oh shoot!; Ashveil: Thanks, @Lone_Freerider. We'll head out first and contact you later.

(Subsequent interaction): Ashveil: Thanks, @Lone_Freerider. We'll head out first and contact you later.

Decide who to team up with to catch the "Millennium Killer"

Mission Description

Through a stroke of luck, you, Sparxie, and Ashveil formed a makeshift detective squad. Surprisingly enough, the three of you actually worked pretty well together.
But now it's time to split up.
Who will you team up with to catch the "Millennium Killer"? Their approaches to problem-solving are quite different.

Dovebrook District

(Approach marked location)

Ashveil: Thanks, @Lone_Freerider. We'll head out first and contact you later.

Ashveil: Let's split into two teams. One will contact the Department of Aberration Defense to organize police forces for the arrest. The other will head straight to Izol's house. We can't let him escape, no matter what.

Sparxie: Alright, so who's gonna block the door? Just saying, I'm not too keen on having a face-off with some serial killer.

Ashveil: Miss Kuchiba has authorized (Trailblazer) to investigate the case, so (Trailblazer) should be the one to confront the suspect directly.

Ashveil: So the question isn't about which of us contacts the Department of Aberration Defense, but rather who (Trailblazer) chooses as (his/her) companion.

Sparxie: Dang it, to think we're leaving the choice to this little gray head... Whatever, you can pick whoever you want, but I'm not keen to confront a serial killer...

Ashveil: Come on, you're supposed to be our top Pathstrider. Don't tell me you're scared of a serial killer.

Sparxie: It's not about my capabilities. It's just that... I don't wish to talk to a creep! That's so gross!

Ashveil: Don't worry about her, (Trailblazer), it's your call. Who do you want to team up with to catch the "Millennium Killer"?

I'll go with Ashveil.

(Unlock Achievement Hardboiled Detective): Ashveil: Alright, let's head out.; Sparxie: Stay safe~ I'm off to snitch to the Department of Aberration Defense!

I'll go with Sparxie.

(Unlock Achievement Armchair Detective): Sparxie: You heartless evil stinky raccoon! I told you I didn't want to go, but you just had to drag me along... Fine, I'll humor you this time.; Ashveil: Proceed with caution. I'll contact Miss Kuchiba and meet up with you later.

Let me think about it.

Ashveil: Let's pick up the pace. We don't have much time left for Joye.

If Ashveil was chosen

Listen to Ashveil's capture plan

Mission Description

Ashveil is an old-school detective who doesn't go in for fancy tricks and clever schemes.
Now that he knows the culprit's identity, the next step is obvious: lock on to their position, kick down the door, and execute a righteous live-action takedown.
It suddenly occurs to you that March 7th once made a sharp observation when recommending hard-boiled detective novels: "A lot of readers take things too literally and think 'hard-boiled detectives' just means they're constantly brawling with people. But if you actually read a few of these books, you'll realize hard-boiled detectives get one-sidedly beaten up way more often. Maybe they're going for some kind of broken aesthetic!"
Uh... with your combined Combat Power, you two shouldn't end up getting one-sidedly pummeled. Don't worry.

Duomension City

Ashveil: Miss Sparxie went to report to Miss Kuchiba. We should get moving too.

Let's go straight to the clinic and arrest the killer.

Ashveil: Hmm, the Millennium Killer probably didn't expect us to have already uncovered the truth.

The Millennium Killer must be pretty dangerous.

Ashveil: We're no pushovers, either.

Ashveil: Time is of the essence. Let's go.

Interrogate Dr. Izol to confirm the murderer's identity

(Approach marked location): (Trailblazer): Look, Izol is right over there.; Ashveil: We should go get some answers.

(Interact with Izol)

Ashveil: Dr. Izol, do you have time for a quick chat with us?

Izol: Mr. Ashveil and (Mr./Miss) (Trailblazer)? What brings you here? Has Miss Joye's condition gotten worse?

So you're the Millennium Killer, huh?

Villain, surrender now!

Izol: Huh? Wh—What do you mean?

Ashveil: Good, your panic seems genuine enough. Now, would you mind explaining to us why all the victims of the Millennium Killer had plastic surgery at your clinic?

Izol: Victims of the Millennium Killer? I can't make heads or tails of what you two are saying... Izol Clinic doesn't even have a plastic surgery department.

Ashveil: Doesn't have one... "officially."

Izol: ...

Izol: ...No... Could it be... No... It can't be her...

You seem to know something?

Izol: Maybe... I'm not really sure, either.

If you've got something to say, speak up!

Izol: Sorry, I... I'm not really sure myself.

Izol: ...I have a doctor on my team who used to be a doctor at Campbell Imagenesis Surgery. In 1998, she quit and joined our clinic, saying the pressure at big hospitals was too much.

Izol: I've actually known all along that she was performing underground plastic surgeries behind everyone's back... But she's highly skilled in medical care, so I just turned a blind eye.

Izol: Still, she's such a gentle person. There's no way she could be a serial killer!

Ashveil: Whether she's a serial killer or not, we'll reach a conclusion after seeing her with our own eyes. Can you tell us, what's this doctor's name? Where is she now?

Izol: Bartoli Miranda... Her name is Bartoli Miranda. At this hour, she usually takes walks around the Plaza...

Ashveil: Alright, thanks for cooperating.

Ashveil: Let's go, (Trailblazer), time to meet this Miss Miranda.

Izol might be lying too.

Ashveil: Don't worry, he's not lying. I can tell.

Would she still go for a walk at a time like this?

Ashveil: Many serial killers are obsessed with "routines." Even at such a crucial moment, she probably wouldn't suddenly change her lifestyle habits.

Confront the Millennium Killer face-to-face

(Approach marked location)

Ashveil: Excuse me, are you Miss Bartoli Miranda?

Bartoli Miranda: ...

Bartoli Miranda: Guess having too much of a routine isn't the best idea. Makes it way too easy for detectives to track you down.

Ashveil: Of course, if you've got nothing to hide, you shouldn't be afraid of a detective tracking you down, right? "Millennium Killer."

Bartoli Miranda: I've always hated that moniker. Just because the incident happened in 1999, they went with "Millennium"? Just because many imagenae died, they had to label me a "killer"?

Uh... Were they supposed to call you something else?

Bartoli Miranda: There's no malice in my actions, and I've never thought about "killing" anyone. They just couldn't handle it, that's all.

You're not even going to try to talk your way out of it?

Bartoli Miranda: No. I didn't get to where I am today just to bicker with fools.

Bartoli Miranda: Since you two aren't just any random nobodies, I suppose I don't mind explaining why I did this.

Bartoli Miranda: I used to be an excellent plastic surgeon. Most of my patients ended up becoming prominent, head-turning stars.

Bartoli Miranda: Yet, regardless of how much attention and glamour these worthless people — who owe all their success to the favors I've so kindly bestowed upon them — receive, I am still just a nameless doctor.

Bartoli Miranda: This career path threw me off balance for a while, but I pulled myself together pretty quickly. You can't keep tearing yourself apart!

Bartoli Miranda: I thought, maybe instead of being a "benefactor," I could be a "sower."

Bartoli Miranda: So I came to Izol's clinic, where I secretly planted the parts I needed in those fame-hungry fools.

Bartoli Miranda: When they truly become famous, those eye-catching parts I created will already be brimming with Wishpower, ripe for my harvest.

Bartoli Miranda: So, I've made it clear. I'm not a "killer." I'm merely following the natural law of "sowing in spring and reaping in autumn." Once the harvest is complete — that is, now — I will transplant all these parts onto myself.

Bartoli Miranda: Haha, doesn't it give you the joy that a bountiful harvest brings?

Bartoli Miranda: Now, my body is entirely made up of the most eye-catching parts in Planarcadia. In this age where attention is king, I have taken the throne. I crown myself, "Ruler of Gazes."

Bartoli Miranda: I fear neither the Security Bureau nor the Department of Aberration Defense, and least of all you so-called Supplicants. I am ascending to godhood, and mortal laws cannot bind me.

You're just a god-awful lunatic at best.

Ashveil: Hahaha, you tell 'em!

Ascending to godhood isn't that easy...

Ashveil: Yeah, this person's just wrapped up in her own delusions, completely out of touch with reality.

Bartoli Miranda: Just the reaction I expected. Whatever, I'm not going to argue with the dead.

Bartoli Miranda: Just... stop calling me the Millennium Killer. And don't call me "Bartoli Miranda" anymore, either. I have a brand-new name now, a noble title befitting the "Ruler of Gazes"!

Bartoli Miranda: "Franken_Official"!

What a dumb name...

What an ugly appearance...

Ashveil: After killing so many imagenae, this is what you cobbled yourself together into? Do you actually think this looks good?

Franken_Official: Mock me all you want! I shall grant you forgiveness through a merciful death!

Ashveil: *sigh* There's just no reasoning with a complete lunatic. Get ready for battle, (Trailblazer).

(Begin battle against Franken_Official ×1): Franken_Official: Behold! My unparalleled, mighty Wishpower!

(When Franken_Official is reduced to below 50% HP): Franken_Official: Blasted... What's going on... why does it feel like I'm losing control of my body?

(When Franken_Official is defeated): Franken_Official: No! Wait... The Wishpower... It's rejecting me!; Franken_Official: This can't be! I was so close to... ascending to godhood!

Witness the ending of the "Millennium Killer"

Mission Description

After a climactic showdown that would never appear in a traditional hard-boiled detective novel, the "Millennium Killer" will never hurt anyone again.
Then, just like in all classic detective stories, the security officers showed up fashionably late.
Either way, the case was wrapped up neatly. It's time to retrieve Joye's eyes.

Duomension City

Franken_Official: Something's wrong... Why... I can't maintain my form anymore...

Franken_Official: Why is my Wishpower structure collapsing? Impossible, my imagenesis technique is perfect...

Franken_Official: Ugh... I feel... terrible... I can't... die here...

Ashveil: Oops... I think we went a bit overboard...

What happened?

Ashveil: I guess this "patchwork monster" couldn't maintain its form in the end.

That's WAY too fragile.

Ashveil: Well, it's not our fault. It's entirely her own fault.

Ashveil: I'm no imagenesis expert, so I can only offer a rather basic explanation. While the imagenae are intelligent beings, they resonate with all traditions of "art."

Ashveil: You see, when it comes to "art," it's all about knowing what to emphasize, balancing detail with brevity. If a painting, novel, or song tries to "emphasize everything," then it's essentially the same as "emphasizing nothing at all."

Ashveil: Similarly, if an imagenae's entire body was made of the "most eye-catching parts," they'd end up like this "Frank-whatshername," unable to maintain their form. Just a few hits with a bat, and they'd turn into... well, this.

Ashveil: Did you know? These wispae are the smallest units of Wishpower in Planarcadia... She's really returned to her most basic form. What a perfect ending, haha.

Ashveil: But that's definitely not a good ending for us! Now that she's dead, there's no way we can face Miss Kuchiba...

Kuchiba: Don't worry, you were just acting in self-defense, you didn't do anything wrong.

Sparxie: Perfect! Talk about having impeccable timing! Sparxicle managed to dodge the final battle!

Don't tell me her whole body's turned into wispae?

Are Joye's eyes still there?

Ashveil: Don't worry, Miss Joye's eyes are fine. I was quick on my feet and managed to keep them safe before Miss Miranda disintegrated. Let's return them to Miss Joye together later!

Kuchiba: This is the diary we found during our search of Bartoli Miranda's house... This person's mind is twisted to a bone-chilling degree.

Bartoli Miranda's Notes (Excerpt)

...

Sentient beings have a pathological craving to "be seen." It's not just the imagenae who live off attention. Carbon-based and silicon-based life forms are the same. They scream and shout when they're angry because they want to be seen. They sob quietly when they're sad because they want to be seen. They go on TV, star in movies, sing, debate, and govern... All because they want to be seen.

I want to be seen too. But there's a fundamental difference between me and most people. Most people WANT to be seen, while I SHOULD be seen. The world ought to look toward people like me, not the fleeting idiots paraded across television screens.

Back in 1986, when I was still a medical intern, I helped develop the "Stonar Protocol" for treating Narrative Structure Fragility in imagenae. Newspapers hailed it as "the greatest medical advancement of Planarcadia's second millennium." If you ask me, it should've been called the "Bartoli Protocol". Stonar only reached his conclusions with my hints. And let's not forget I was the one fetching coffee for the research team all those years.

But I'm not gonna make things hard for Stonar. He was, after all, still someone worth noticing. Just slightly below my level, that's all. Not that anyone cares about him. His later years were pretty bleak, not that he was poor, he was actually quite wealthy. It's just that I've never seen such a shriveled ploo. All imagenae who go unseen end up like that. I refuse to become like him. I will reclaim what's rightfully mine. I will take back my rightful place at the center of attention.

From the hands of those fleeting fools.

...

The medical training I originally received and imagenae cosmetic reconstruction are basically two entirely different disciplines. Fortunately, I am far more intelligent than the average person. I can master both.

Imagenae cannot create imagenae, this is an iron law established when The Laughter created this world. As such, the so-called imagenae cosmetic surgeons are already defying the natural law of the Aeon, establishing their own doctrine of creation.

I can't create imagenae out of thin air. Wishpower can't flow from my body and condense into another individual. But I can reforge the forms of other imagenae. Change the shape of a horn, alter lip color, add vivid patterns to skin, extend wings from the ribs... With such minute adjustments, I can bring forth magnificent miracles.

Organs altered in this way are often unstable. Like balloons filled with air, their cores are hollow, unsupported by any narrative structure. In time, they'll inevitably wither and collapse.

For example, I could extend a horn atop an orch's head. But without structural support, that horn would soon disappear, leaving behind nothing but a bald green forehead. But if that horn were to command the center of attention, Wishpower would gradually fill it, granting it a stable structure and permanently integrating it into the orch's physiology. It will no longer be a fragile shell.

In theory, if I were to cultivate enough imagenae components in this manner, allow them to become saturated with Wishpower, then strip them away and assemble them into a new individual, there would be no question that I would be defying the law that imagenae cannot create imagenae, thus creating an entirely new imagenae.

But there is little value in doing so. It is far more worthwhile to transplant them all into myself.

...

If I worked in a cosmetic surgery clinic, I would be forced to follow their schedules and operate on every fool who walked through the door. That would defeat the purpose.

First, not every imagenae can attract sufficient attention after surgery. Without it, the newly imagenated organ cannot be filled with Wishpower.

Second, neither these people nor the parts they wish to alter necessarily share my textual lineage. Among imagenae, only those with identical textual lineage can potentially fuse with one another.

Izol's clinic proved to be an ideal workplace. He had no interest in imagenae cosmetic procedures himself, and he turned a blind eye to my side hustle. This gave me the freedom to seek out my own clients: individuals prominent enough (but not too prominent), and compatible with my textual lineage.

This is a long-term endeavor. One sows in spring and reaps in autumn, and now's the time to sow.

My first "crop" has already taken the bait. A streamer named Embervox, a ploo who does beauty content, long languishing in obscurity. Until I told her she needed more attractive lips. I did not deceive her. She truly did need them. I simply needed them more.

Next, I need to plan ahead for the harvesting. I'm thinking, if I make a house call under the guise of a follow-up examination, that should lower their guard. When that time comes, I should ███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████

(The rest of the text has been heavily redacted by the Department of Aberration Defense. It is presumed unsuitable for public disclosure.)

...

One question remains.

When my entire body is covered with parts taken from other imagenae, I will likewise require vast amounts of Wishpower to fully stabilize these structures and truly make them mine.

So once all harvesting is complete, I will have no choice but to expose myself to the public eye. That may mean arrest. Or death.

It does not matter. I am not particularly concerned with how long I live.

In the modern age, everyone can get their fifteen minutes of fame.

I only want my fifteen minutes.

...

Kuchiba: Thank you both for your hard work. I also want to apologize for not being able to arrive at the scene in time to provide support.

Sparxie: It's alright, it's not like they got hurt or anything~

Ashveil: Don't go around forgiving people on others' behalf!

Ashveil: ...But of course, neither of us was seriously hurt. We should apologize to Miss Kuchiba for failing to capture the Millennium Killer alive.

Kuchiba: Don't sell yourself short, I've also made some—

Sparxie: Oh come on, you two! Cut the pleasantries already and go return those eyes to Baby Joye!

(Obtain Achievement Hardboiled Detective)

(Obtain Bartoli Miranda's Notes (Excerpt) ×1)

If Sparxie was chosen

Hear out Sparxie's plan to capture the killer

Mission Description

From the get-go, Sparxie wanted nothing to do with a face-to-face showdown with the "Millennium Killer." She wasn't exactly a "good person" in the strictest sense, but she had her standards—call it a mental germophobia, and dealing with human-shaped beasts completely void of rational thought just wasn't her thing.
But even without meeting the "Millennium Killer" in person, Sparxie was confident she could take down this lunatic remotely.
Step one of her grand master plan? Publish a wildly inappropriate clickbait post in Furbobo Weekly, and rope you into boosting it with a stream promo.
...Ugh! Guess there's no choice but to trust her now. That said, she genuinely cares about Joye's safety, so there's probably no need to worry too much... right?

Dovebrook District

Sparxie: Alright! The detective's off to Miss Kuchiba. Time for us to teach that Millennium Killer a lesson!

Let's set off now!

Sparxie: Leave? Where are we heading?

I'm ready for combat!

Sparxie: Combat? Who are we fighting?

Sparxie: I told you, I have social anxiety! No way I'm meeting a serial killer in person!

Sparxie: But don't worry, we streamers have our own way of doing things~ We might not be as efficient as Mr. Detective, but we're definitely more entertaining!

What are you up to?

Sparxie: I don't have strong moral principles as Mr. Detective. Our goal is "to get Baby Joye's eyes back," not "to bring the 'Millennium Killer' to justice."

You've really been racking your brains just to avoid combat...

Sparxie: Hey, don't say that! I finally saw the light after you beat me up, didn't I?

Sparxie: Now I've got a deliciously devious plan! Direct confrontation isn't my style. After all, the internet stage is where I truly shine. Hehe.

Sparxie: Let me think about how to execute this devious plan... Ah-ha! Come on, let's head back to your Furbobocom headquarters~

Help Sparxie post on Furbobo Weekly

(Approach marked location)

Sparxie: Hey, I'm about to make a post. Help me pin it and boost it on the backend~ Make it quick~

Don't go posting random stuff!

Sparxie: Don't worry, I will.

I've got a bad feeling about this...

Sparxie: Don't worry, your instincts are right.

Just post it using my account.

Sparxie: Uh... that won't work. For your own good, let's use my account for this shady business.

Sparxie: Let me show you how to deal with bad guys using the power of the internet.

(Open Furbobocom menu)

Sparxie: How's my post? Pretty provocative? Conversation-worthy? Super entertaining?

It's hellish.

Sparxie: Everyone loves "hellish jokes," but in recent years, the "joke" part has been getting more and more insignificant.

It makes one uncomfortable.

Sparxie: Right? But it's the perfect trick to stir up some buzz.

Sparxie: By the way, which "part" do you support?

What matters is protecting Joye's eyes!

Sparxie: Don't worry, I'll pull some strings behind the scenes to make sure her eyes win~

Looks like my support didn't really help much.

Sparxie: That's right, because it's insufficient.

No way I'm getting involved in this!

Sparxie: Alright, alright, I won't force you to do wicked things with me~

Sparxie: Wow, look! The netizens are already fighting! This is awesome! Come on, let's hit the streets and stir up some more drama!

Do we still need to go out?

Sparxie: Time is tight. We need to get the hype going ASAP.

Weren't you going to solve this using the internet?

Sparxie: Remember, there are real people behind those screens! Stirring them up directly would make things go viral much faster~

Sparxie: "Baseball Raccoon and Sparxie doing street interviews." This is gonna be trending in the next ten minutes.

Sparxie: Don't look at me like that! I'm only doing this to solve the "Millennium Killer" case!

Sparxie: For such an evil, heinous villain, nothing is better than having "the victims take revenge" themselves.

Sparxie: And I just gave these "spirits" a chance at revenge.

Sparxie: Stop dawdling! Time to go stir up some drama~

Find fans for offline hype (1/3)

Mission Description

After posting online comes the offline hype. Sparxie wants to leverage both your reputations to make sure the "Millennium Killer" gets devoured by their own victims.
Admittedly, Sparxie's "Five Senses Rivalry Plan" is pretty clever. But you can't help worrying a little. Will this vicious yet righteous action tarnish your good reputation?
But compared to Joye's life hanging by a thread, "reputation" is completely trivial. The Nameless never cares about such things, or so you say! But you still feel like you'll need to post a clarification afterwards! So annoying!

Duomension City

Sparxie: According to my "streamer's intuition," those folks over there would be perfect for our publicity stunt! Let's go chat with them.

(Interact with Fanatical Sparxhead): Sparxie: Hey there, cutie! Mind if we ask you a few questions?; Fanatical Sparxhead: Holy moly! Sparxie! Is that really you? Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm meeting the real deal! Who's that person next to you?; I'm Baseball Raccoon!; I'm (Trailblazer)!; I'm Sparxie's manager!; You don't even know who I am? Just log off already.; Fanatical Sparxhead: Who? Never mind, that's not important... Sparxie, I saw that poll you put up! You really nailed that dark humor, pulling off stuff other streamers wouldn't dare to try.; Sparxie: Hehe~ Thanks for your support, sweetie~ Have you voted yet?; Fanatical Sparxhead: Yes, I did! I've been gathering supporters to vote for quite some time.; Sparxie: Wow, you're too kind, dear! Could you help get more people to vote? I bet with your influence, you could bring in a whole crowd to vote with us~; Fanatical Sparxhead: Alright! I'll get my whole family to vote right away! Oh wait, that's not enough! I'm gonna share the link in our IPC group chat!; Sparxie: Thank you so much! I can always count on you! Sparxicle loves you~ ♥; Fanatical Sparxhead: Ah! I can die with no regrets!; Is this guy mentally stable?; Everyone's in such a beautiful state of mind.; How could anyone not know who I am!; Sparxie: Aw come on, Gray Hair, don't take her words so seriously!; Sparxie: Let's go find someone else to hype this up~

Messages
Franken Official

Franken_Official

Hey scum, what are you doing?

Who are you?

(Trailblazer)

Who are you?

Franken_Official

Don't play dumb! You're the head of Furbobocom, you planned this whole thing, didn't you?

My hands are starting to have a mind of their own

My nose is twitching too

Stop it! Now!

Are you the Millennium Killer?

(Trailblazer)

So you're the Millennium Killer, huh?

How did you get my phone number?

Franken_Official

You don't even know who I am, do you? That's funny, you don't even know who I am, yet you're willing to go this far

Are you Dr. Izol?

(Trailblazer)

You're that doctor, Izol, right?

How did you get my phone number?

Franken_Official

I'm not! This is ridiculous! You don't even know who I am, yet you're willing to go this far

Franken_Official

As for your contact info

Media companies' contact info is all publicly available, how did you not know that?

Stop this! Name your terms. I'll give you anything you want. There's no need to be so cruel

My calves are pointing in a weird direction

Don't be like this

Sparxie: Hehe, just as I expected~

I'm a bit lost here.

You made the parts the killer collected attack each other?

Sparxie: Nice, you catch on quick!

Sparxie: In human terms, this is called a "transplant rejection."

Sparxie: Just as we deduced earlier, the "Millennium Killer" really did stitch all those parts onto themselves. I don't know their reason, and I'm not interested in understanding a psycho's thought process, but I do know a thing or two about the basic principles of imagenae~

Sparxie: These parts were originally the "popular" ones from different celebrities, with no real compatibility between them. Now that they've been stitched together into a single entity, I doubt they've had time to "get along" with each other yet, right?

Sparxie: Now that I fanned the flames, these parts will tear each other apart and wage a civil war on the "Millennium Killer." How gloriously brutal.

Sparxie: Alright, enough with the boring technical explanations! We should continue "inciting civil war"~

(Subsequent interaction): Fanatical Sparxhead: Don't worry, Sparxie. I've already rallied everyone I know to vote!

Find fans for offline hype (2/3)

Mission Description

After posting online comes the offline hype. Sparxie wants to leverage both your reputations to make sure the "Millennium Killer" gets devoured by their own victims.
Admittedly, Sparxie's "Five Senses Rivalry Plan" is pretty clever. But you can't help worrying a little. Will this vicious yet righteous action tarnish your good reputation?
But compared to Joye's life hanging by a thread, "reputation" is completely trivial. The Nameless never cares about such things, or so you say! But you still feel like you'll need to post a clarification afterwards! So annoying!

Duomension City

(Interact with Sparxie Hater)

Sparxie: Huh? Isn't this "Never_Change_Avatar_Til_Sparxie_Stops_Streaming_4ever"? It's been so long, darling~

Sparxie Hater: Ugh! Sparxie! My luck's trash today! I gotta go home and sage the bad juju out of me!

You have haters?

Sparxie: In this world, there are only Sparxheads and Sparxheads in denial. Those so-called haters just want my attention, that's all!

That's harsh, lol.

Sparxie: In this world, there are only Sparxheads and Sparxheads in denial. This is just their twisted way of showing affection~

Sparxie Hater: What stupid stunt are you pulling online again? Don't you think this behavior is really tacky? Have you even thought about how the victims' families would feel?

Sparxie: Hmm... You make a good point, darling... But keep it to a few harsh words at maximum, there really isn't any need to write an essay about it!

Sparxie Hater: Hmph! Scared? Too late! An essay? Ha, how naive! I've already written a full article and posted it on my personal homepage. Get ready to be dragged through the mud!

Sparxie: *fake sobbing* Sparxicle will never do it again!

Your acting skills need some work.

Sparxie: Nobody asked?

Seriously? Stirring up drama for clout?

Sparxie: Heh-heh, a lady does whatever it takes.

Messages
Franken Official

Franken_Official

Stop it!

Please, I'm begging you.

Can't stop

(Trailblazer)

Can't stop at all

Get in line

(Trailblazer)

Beg? You'll have to get in line like everyone else

Franken_Official

My glasses and hairpin are beefing

My hair is tangled around my nose

Wooden Plank

tumbss

My thumbs are twitching

are tapping

Stop it!

Please

Please, I'm begging you.

Let me go

That's what your victim said too

(Trailblazer)

Your victims begged you the same way, didn't they? Did you show them any mercy?

You brought this on yourself

Online discourse has gone out of control

(Trailblazer)

Online discourse has gone out of control, I can't stop it on my own

You brought this on yourself

Franken_Official

Hand me over to the Department of Aberration Defense

I'll turn myself in

My teeth and eyelashes are having a fight

Let me go

(Subsequent interaction): Sparxie Hater: Just wait until I take this to the media, you'll flop for sure, Sparxie!

Find fans for offline hype (3/3)

Mission Description

After posting online comes the offline hype. Sparxie wants to leverage both your reputations to make sure the "Millennium Killer" gets devoured by their own victims.
Admittedly, Sparxie's "Five Senses Rivalry Plan" is pretty clever. But you can't help worrying a little. Will this vicious yet righteous action tarnish your good reputation?
But compared to Joye's life hanging by a thread, "reputation" is completely trivial. The Nameless never cares about such things, or so you say! But you still feel like you'll need to post a clarification afterwards! So annoying!

Duomension City

(Interact with Fan of "The Fluffy")

Sparxie: Hey there, darling! Mind if I ask you something?

Fan of "The Fluffy": Baseball Raccoon, I have 2 questions for you.

Sparxie: Wow, your fan totally ignored me!

Fan of "The Fluffy": First of all, why are you working together with Sparxie, who used to be our enemy?

Sparxie: Because we're allies now~

Fan of "The Fluffy": Looks like Baseball Raccoon really does have the rizz to turn enemies into friends. I'm totally on board with that.

Fan of "The Fluffy": Second, why did you promote her unethical voting campaign?

It's a long story!

Fan of "The Fluffy": I get it now. There must be complicated reasons behind this matter that are beyond my cognitive ability. I'm totally on board with that.

All of this is to catch the Millennium Killer.

Fan of "The Fluffy": Millennium Killer? I get it. This is another adventure of Baseball Raccoon. I'm totally on board with that.

Because I, too, am no saint.

Sparxie: Take that "too" back right now! Don't drag me down with you!

Fan of "The Fluffy": ...

Fan of "The Fluffy": ...I get it. Looks like Baseball Raccoon is on a top-secret mission that requires keeping your identity under wraps. I'm totally on board with that.

Sparxie: Your fan's ability to gaslight themselves is truly something else, I'm actually jealous.

Fan of "The Fluffy": Cut to the chase, what do you need me to do?

Sparxie: It's not a big deal, just cast your vote in that "unethical voting campaign." If you can, rally your friends and family to vote too! Thanks, darling!

Fan of "The Fluffy": Though this vote definitely goes against my moral principles, since it's a request from Baseball Raccoon... Alright, I'm totally on board with that.

Sparxie: By the way, darling, Sparxicle isn't really a bad guy, you know~

Fan of "The Fluffy": I cannot be on board with that.

Sparxie: This is the one thing you can't get on board with?

Messages
Franken Official

Franken_Official

My hair won against my eyes

What do you mean

(Trailblazer)

What are you even talking about? I have no clue what you mean.

Franken_Official

Vote for the nose!

Who's tougher: hairpins or nail art?

Which is more impressive: a bow or abs?

Vote for eyeshadow!

Vote for eyebrows!

I'm the winner!

They're the winners

They're all fighting each other

They're all attacking me

They're all inside me

I'm not inside them

I'm not there

No

(Subsequent interaction): Fan of "The Fluffy": I'll do my best to help out. Hope to see this story in Fluffy Across the Blue someday!

Contact Ashveil to get the lowdown

Sparxie: Ah, the phone's ringing. Looks like it's from Mr. Detective.

Ashveil: Sparxie, you did this, didn't you? That's terrifying...

Sparxie: Sparxicle doesn't know anything~

Ashveil: Alright, cut the act. I need both of you over here. The case is finally closed, and I need you two as witnesses.

Sparxie: I told you I don't want to face off with the Millennium Killer!

Ashveil: Don't worry, you won't have the opportunity for a face-off anymore.

Witness the ending of the "Millennium Killer"

Mission Description

After a whirlwind of hype and sensationalism, the "Millennium Killer" gradually faded into silence, and you received word from Ashveil.
Looks like Sparxie's plan was a resounding success. The "Millennium Killer" will never hurt anyone again.
It's time to retrieve Joye's eyes.

Duomension City

(Approach marked location)

Ashveil: Could this be the true form of the Millennium Killer?

Ashveil: ...Wait, aren't those Miss Joye's eyes?

Kuchiba: In a way, Miss Joye's eyes are the only remaining "true form" of the Millennium Killer.

Sparxie: Great! Looks like Baby Joye's eyes won the civil war in the end. As expected of Planarcadia's top heavyweight idol~

Kuchiba: The Millennium Killer isn't Dr. Izol, but another doctor at the clinic named Bartoli Miranda.