YOU MUST KILL.
WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU—
IF YOU TRULY WISH
TO MAKE A PLACE FOR YOURSELF HERE,
YOU MUST ELIMINATE ONE OF OUR OWN.
THEN, I WILL ACCEPT YOU IN THEIR PLACE.
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?
THE CHOICE IS YOURS.
THIS IS THE ONLY WAY.
IF YOU REFUSE, YOU WILL NEVER HAVE A PLACE HERE.
ELDER!
EVEN HERE... I'M STILL...
SHE WAS SO YOUNG... GONE FAR TOO SOON.
YOU'VE KILLED MY SON AFTER ALL!
THE KING HAS PASSED AWAY.
AND HE WAS SO YOUNG AND HALE.
IT'S JUST AS THE PROPHECY FORETOLD.
THE PRINCESS WILL STAIN THE CROWN WITH BLOOD...
SHE MUST BE A BRINGER OF DEATH.
THIS IS WRONG, ELDER.
HOW CAN YOU BE SO CALLOUS ABOUT A PERSON'S LIFE?
YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUST TELL HER TO GO OUT AND DIE!
SO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT'S WHAT I MEANT, EDEN.
EVEN IF THAT CHILD
RESOLVED TO KILL SOMEONE,
IT WOULD ONLY PROVOKE THE HOSTILITY OF THE CLAN.
IT IS NOT THE PATH TO BEING TRULY ACCEPTED IN THIS VILLAGE.
SO YOU ARE RIGHT. I’M TELLING HER TO STOP WASTING HER BREATH AND LEAVE.
UGH...
NNNNGH!
YOU ONCE SAID THAT A TRUE WARRIOR OF THE MOUNTAINS
NEVER DISHONORS DEATH.
WEREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO TAUGHT ME THAT, ELDER?
THE MOMENT WE USE DEATH AS A TEST,
HOW ARE WE ANY DIFFERENT FROM OUR ENEMIES OUTSIDE THE MOUNTAINS?
SHE IS A VICTIM, JUST LIKE US!
AND YET, SHE IS THE SEED OF OUR TORMENTORS.
WHATEVER TRAGEDY THAT CHILD HAS SUFFERED,
THAT FACT DOES NOT CHANGE, EDEN.
IF YOU TRULY WISH TO MAKE A PLACE FOR YOURSELF HERE,
YOU MUST ELIMINATE ONE OF OUR OWN.
THERE'S NO WAY I COULD—
SO WHAT'S HAPPENING WITH THAT GUY YOUR BROTHER HUNG UP ON THE HILL?
I HEARD HE FOLLOWED THAT OUTSIDER INTO THE MOUNTAINS.
HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
I WISH THEY'D KICK HIM OUT RIGHT NOW, ALONG WITH THAT BLUE-EYED OUTSIDER.
THINGS ARE FEELING GRIM LATELY. REALLY GRIM...
I HOPE WE'RE NOT HEADED FOR ANOTHER WAR.
DON'T SAY THINGS THAT'LL BRING BAD LUCK.
WHEN ARE THE MOUNTAINS EVER NOT GRIM?
THE HILL ITSELF IS A DEN OF GHOSTS.
THE SOULS OF THE DEAD WANDER THERE, YOU KNOW.
STRANGE THINGS ARE ALWAYS HAPPENING THERE.
WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER TO JUST GET RID OF THE PLACE—
HEY, WHAT THE HECK!
YOU—!!
THAT WAS MY LAST ONE!
SHUT UP.
WHAT DO YOU KNOW? STOP RUNNING YOUR MOUTH.
YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE!
THAT HILL HAS ALWAYS BEEN WEIRD!
EVER SINCE THAT PERSON DIED—
GAH!
L-LIAM!
SHUT IT, ALL RIGHT?
YOU LITTLE—!
I WENT EASY ON YOU ‘CAUSE YOU’RE SMALL, BUT SERIOUSLY...
HEY, STOP IT!
WHY ARE YOU TWO FIGHTING?!
I'M GETTING SICK OF YOUR TOUGH GUY ACT WHILE HIDING BEHIND YOUR BROTHER, YOU LITTLE WIMP.
SHUT YOUR MOUTH.
AGH!
WHAT WAS THAT?
DID THAT COME FROM OVER THERE?
BUT THERE'S NOTHING OVER THERE BUT THE ANCESTRAL TABLETS...
EEK!!!
AARGH!
IT'S A GHOST! AAAAH!
A GHOST!
RUN!!!
The Whitebeard sets a cruel condition for the girl who wants to be accepted into the village: she must kill one of their own. Eden objects, saying this test disrespects death, but the Whitebeard sees him as the seed of tyrants. Meanwhile, the children fighting on the hill panic over ghosts and flee at a strange sound coming from beside the ancestral tablets.
