Uploaded August 2023 | Updated September 2026, 2 days ago
This video is for archival purposes.
Chapter 1: 00:00
Chapter 2: 12:30
Chapter 3: 19:32
Chapter 4: 32:30
Boss Battle: 43:47
Summoning of FH Noelle: 45:42
Maxing of FH Noelle: 46:30
Story of FH Noelle: 47:32
Maxing of FH Noelle's Weapon: 47:42
Story of Weapon: 49:03
Story: F-H Warlady
The world is gentle moonlight beneath a starry sky. There lies
the end of a long journey—the final stop on a distant road.
She thinks back to how the ground felt beneath her feet.
The scent of the wind that caressed her cheeks.
The sights upon the back of her eyelids.
The girl's final wish has been granted, and as she slips into
eternal sleep with a smile, the same flowers from that day
bloom within the brilliant white crystal.
"Allow me to say this on her behalf: I am home."
Weapon Story: Si'F-06nova
When I was small, I loved the flowers planted beside our
hut. I'd smile at them, and Mom and Dad would be charmed
by how much energy I had despite my frailty.
But then I had to leave home for treatment.
There were no flowers in the research facility, but
Mom wrote letters, and Dad was always by my side.
Eventually Mom stopped writing, and Dad got more
haggard. I lost my life. Became a new "me." Time dragged on.
I lost my memory, my parents, and a normal life. In exchange,
I got the hearty body of a weapon and many younger sisters
who saved me from loneliness.
But the day I got my memory back, it all shattered.
Yet my sisters are why I stand here now. Flowers bloom
wildly around me—the same ones I once saw and heard
of in letters. Whenever I see that hut made of white crystal,
a smile comes to me and I say, "Thank you. I'm home."
This video is for archival purposes.
Chapter 1: 00:00
Chapter 2: 12:30
Chapter 3: 19:32
Chapter 4: 32:30
Boss Battle: 43:47
Summoning of FH Noelle: 45:42
Maxing of FH Noelle: 46:30
Story of FH Noelle: 47:32
Maxing of FH Noelle's Weapon: 47:42
Story of Weapon: 49:03
Story: F-H Warlady
The world is gentle moonlight beneath a starry sky. There lies
the end of a long journey—the final stop on a distant road.
She thinks back to how the ground felt beneath her feet.
The scent of the wind that caressed her cheeks.
The sights upon the back of her eyelids.
The girl's final wish has been granted, and as she slips into
eternal sleep with a smile, the same flowers from that day
bloom within the brilliant white crystal.
"Allow me to say this on her behalf: I am home."
Weapon Story: Si'F-06nova
When I was small, I loved the flowers planted beside our
hut. I'd smile at them, and Mom and Dad would be charmed
by how much energy I had despite my frailty.
But then I had to leave home for treatment.
There were no flowers in the research facility, but
Mom wrote letters, and Dad was always by my side.
Eventually Mom stopped writing, and Dad got more
haggard. I lost my life. Became a new "me." Time dragged on.
I lost my memory, my parents, and a normal life. In exchange,
I got the hearty body of a weapon and many younger sisters
who saved me from loneliness.
But the day I got my memory back, it all shattered.
Yet my sisters are why I stand here now. Flowers bloom
wildly around me—the same ones I once saw and heard
of in letters. Whenever I see that hut made of white crystal,
a smile comes to me and I say, "Thank you. I'm home."
