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>>18482885
Atari Dumbledore

>>18482885
I've been thinking about this all day but if she turned into Type Moon, would she become a man?

>>18482906
I suppose that's what happened in the anime.

Graceful vamp

>>18482972
High class!

>>18482906
If she literally turned into Crimson Moon, I guess. I always found it stupid how Crimson was gendered, though.

A better question: Can Arc make babies? Or is she sterile?

>>18483078
How was Arc created? She can probably do that process again.

>>18483276
iirc she was artificially created by other TAs

>>18482885
Silly monster, eating people food.

>>18483158
>When some random fanartist does Takeuchi better than Takeuchi himself these days
Sad

>>18487882

Bumstead

>>18489358
What a comfy girl

>only posting old and busted versions of arc

>>18489415
She has no vents. She will overheat and crash.

>>18489471

behead all the arcs that don't have vents

>>18489842
hair vents are shit my dude :)

>>18489874
heathen

>>18489874
burn the witch!

>>18482885
cool saberface

>>18482885
This thread made me very happy

>>18491586
Too lewd! Arc is not for lewd!

>>18493324
>lewd
>>>/a/ should be more of your speed.

Don't come back.

>>18482972
That's not graceful.
She's a ditz.

>>18498974
A graceful ditz.

>>18499025
If such a thing exists, I guess Arc would be it.

>>18499080
Does Archetype:Earth like yogurt that much?

>>18499094
>>18499080
I think it's supposed to be Ciel's vagoo juices

>>18499048
Really like this artist. Kinda weird proportionally sometimes but his coloring is very nice

This thread inspired me to finally play Tsukihime, thanks air-cooled vamp.

how can arc just be so best?

>>18508957
>those boobs
Cute face/hair, though

>>18508743
Fair warning, it's a bit dated. Also even though Arc is best girl she has the worst route (fixed in the manga)

>>18508957
Old-fashioned aesthetics, aggressive behavior, and charming childish naiveté - the stark contrast between all these things create the ultimate gap moe.

>>18510417
I'm not finding her route to be unenjoyable so far, actually. I quite like early Nasu artstyle as well, so it's not that hard to play.

The only thing that boggles me are the route choices, but afterlife-Ciel seems to lead me in the right direction.

>>18510741
Yeah, it's not bad per se but I do think it's not as good as the highlights of the VN. Arc certainly makes it worth, though. The manga is generally preferred because it cuts out the worst parts of Nasu's writing (heavy-handed exposition, repetition, and pointless filler), integrates aspects of the other routes, and has a much more satisfying conclusion.

But, uh, that's just my opinion. I know some people do genuinely prefer the early routes. I'm just not one of them. Enjoy the title.

>>18482904

I'd hit it.

Deep within the castle, Arcueid's eyes flew open. The chains that she had bound herself with shattered as if they had been made of straw as she jerked violently, pitching herself forward onto the cold stone of the floor.

Lying spread-eagled on the ground, Arcueid drew in a deep, shuddering breath. The shock that had jolted her to her bones – no, to her very soul – could not possibly be mistaken for anything else. As if to confirm her own suspicions, the roiling wave of nausea that forced itself through her body made it all too apparent.

Gaia was dying.

After suffering so long at the hands of humanity's actions, the spirit of the planet itself was beginning to fade. As Arcueid shakily pulled herself to her feet, she gritted her teeth.

She knew Gaia. She knew what its final demand would be.

Almost on cue, a slow pounding appeared in her head, and Arcueid feel to his knees, hands clutching the sides of her head as her face screwed up in agony.

I AM DYING. THE NATURE OF THIS VERY PLANET SHALL SOON FADE.

"Hah… hah…" Gasping for breath, Arcueid pulled herself back. The planet had never spoken directly to her before, never made such public demands. There would be only one reason.

HUMANITY MUST NOT OUTLIVE THE VESSEL THAT SIRED IT.

DESTROY THEM, ARCHETYPE. DESTROY THOSE WHO HAVE GROWN DISTANT FROM ME.

DESTROY THEM.

"I…. will… not!" Forcing her words out through a clenched throat, her defiant statement turned into a cry of pain as the pressure on her head increased tenfold. A trembling weakness seemed to fill her entire body, and spikes of red hot pain lanced through her skull.

YOU ARE THE ARCHETYPE OF EARTH, CREATED TO PROTECT AND TO SERVE THE WILL OF GAIA. MY WILL.

I TELL YOU ONCE MORE. DESTROY THEM.

"No," reduced to a crawling heap on the floor, Arcueid shook her head, every word forced out of her mouth by a supreme effort of will. "No. I will. Never. Raise. My arms. Against. Humans. Nev. Er." A choked sound. For a brief instant, a crimson haze filled her vision.

DESTROY THEM!

Urgency and desperation fuelled the words that seared through her brain now, Gaia's horror that humanity could live independent of it now mingling with disbelief that the greatest of the True Ancestors could disobey a direct command.

DESTROY THEM. IN THE NAME OF THE PLANET, THE SPIRIT WITHIN YOU AND YOUR HERITAGE, I COMMAND YOU. DESTROY HUMANITY.

"Agh…! Ah!" A hacking cough, and Arcueid could feel her body began to the respond to Gaia's demand, one hand reaching down to steady itself as the body was pulled to her feet.

"No!" with a desperate cry, Arcueid jerked, teeth seizing down on her treacherous arm and biting deep into her own flesh. Pain flared and she collapsed to the floor again.

Better… better that I gnaw off every one of my limbs than fulfil Gaia's demand.

Gaia's command pounded deep into her brain, threatening to erase her sense of reason and self, and to turn her into a mindless force, an extension of Gaia's will. But Arcueid was no stranger to resisting the urge for carnage.

After all, she had spent millennia holding back her bloodlust, rising and surging in ever increasing waves, at bay.

And so she held on. Wavering on the knife's edge between reason and insanity, Arcueid lay sprawled on the cold floor of the basement of the Millennium Castle, fighting off Gaia's demands for what seemed to be an eternity.

If Gaia had been in its prime, she could never have disobeyed so direct an order. But the planet, weak as it was, could no longer exert its direct will on the True Ancestor, and the truth of its impotence torched a deep rage within the ashes of its will.

I SEE. The deep voice said after what appeared to be an eternity of silence. YOU, THE TRUE ANCESTORS… THE CRIMSON MOON'S TEMPLATE. YOU WERE FAILURES FROM THE VERY BEGINNING.

Arcueid did not respond, and instead lay spread-eagled on the floor, listening and panting.

Finally, with a single desperate cry that carried with it all of the planet's anger and despair and terrified, impotent rage, Gaia died.

And silence reigned once more within Castle Brunestud, broken only by the pained, shallow gasps of the last True Ancestor.

Gritting her teeth, Arcueid forced herself back to her feet, wobbling unsteadily.

Gaia was dead. The existence that had supported hers since the day of her birth, was now gone.

In the end, all things die. Arcueid's laugh was hollow. With the planet dead, any death of her own would now be final too.

She glanced down at the snapped, scattered chains all across the basement, considering for a long moment to simply returning to silence and slumber.

But in the depths of her mind, she could remember. The planet's final call.

Not to herself, but to all the other planets in the solar system.

Its own agents had refused its final command, and so Gaia had called upon others instead.

Would the others respond? Most likely. The idea of a race that could exist independent of the planet it had been tied to was as repugnant to them as it had been to Gaia.

And so, they would respond.

Maybe not immediately. Most of them were vast distances away, and even for Types it would take a long time to cross the boundaries of space.

Most of them.

There was one, however, that posed a real, immediate threat.

And so, nodding her head and steeling her heart, Arcueid departed the Millennium Castle for the final time.

As she walked across the withering landscape, she drew in information of the time. Humans had grown, changed, evolved. A war was raging across the planet, pitting humans against humans once more, likely the final catalyst that had pushed Gaia to its death. As all this knowledge and more flowed into her mind, Arcueid simply shook her head.

There was nothing she could do there.

She continued her lonely journey across the land, her final destination already known. She did not count the number of nights and days that passed before her. However, as the days were on, she began to notice the signs of the planet's death around her.

Grass withered. The soil became dry and cracked.

Rain no longer fell.

That was only natural. A dead planet could no longer support life.

And with the death of Gaia, the massive amount of energy contained within it was beginning to rise and flood the atmosphere with pure mana. For humans, this would make the very air poison to them.

Still, she wondered if perhaps humanity would find their own way to survive in the end. Indeed, the war appeared to be raging harder than ever around her.

One day, the land she walked on changed. Past the lifeless soil, her next step was on a hard, crystalline substance that blanketed the landscape before her. As soon as she passed through the boundary of the alien world, she felt her body tremble, her senses reacting to being within an environment unlike anything under Gaia.

Undeterred, she kept walking forward, deeper and deeper into the heart of the impossible structure. In there, her target was waiting.

Finally, as the setting sun painted the entire scene with a vision of orange and red, she rounded a spire of crystal and came face to face with the one she sought.

Vast, metallic and spiderlike, ORT perched itself on a mound of solid crystal, its legs clicking together slowly in a grotesque parody of a human's clapping. Blue green fires drifted eternally around its vast form.

Arcueid stood before it as an ant would stand before an elephant, gazing upon its imperturbable visage.

Welcome, Archetype Earth. The Ultimate One of Mercury stated in a voiceless call that reverberated within her skull. You arrived sooner than I anticipated.

>>18489415
That pic is not Arc.
It's a lie.

Arcueid took the offensive, releasing a flurry of slashes with her claws. Each blow had the power behind it to shatter a mountain, and indeed the landscape around ORT was smashed open, crystalline shards thrown into the air to reflect the world in a bewildering array of golden sparkles.

ORT withstood the blows in silence, his metallic skin not showing even a dent, and then a single shining burst of light sprouted forth from its body, almost too fast for Arcueid to even perceive, and she whirled to the side, releasing another wild slash from her claws.

More crystals now, whirling through the air, reflecting ORT's blasts of energy in a blinding array that kept Arcueid dodging, a ghostly blur as she kept up her own assault on Type Mercury from all angles. Every movement she made caused sonic booms to rip through the air, her attacks so many times faster than the speed of sound.

No visible damage whatsoever, although she'd never really expected any. Focusing, Arcueid shifted the nature of her assault on the Ultimate One.

The air around ORT instantly froze solid, and even as ORT moved to shatter the ice, a wave of burning heat seared through the area, so intense that the air itself burst into flame – only to be instantly extinguished by an exertion of ORT's will.

Agh. Arcueid stepped back, batting aside a strike from ORT as she paused to take measure of her opponent. In here, it's… Mercury. The Crystal Valley means I can't use my powers at their full. An ironic smile. What am I saying? Gaia is dead. I can't use my powers at their full no matter what.

Blut die Schwester

Focusing, Arcueid called on her status as the avatar of the earth, overwriting the surrounding landscape with her own reality – that of Gaia. Around her, a patch of land appeared that was neither the stark crystal of Mercury nor the dead sand of Gaia – but a fertile, patch of rich soil bursting with life.

A tiny island in a sea of vast crystal, but there all the same.

Hm. As expected. ORT did not shift its position. The very last spark of Gaia's life rests within you, the last of the True Ancestors. It almost seems a waste to destroy it along with you.

From her had come this land, and from this land she drew in new power of her own. Focusing, Arcueid released another burst of energy, this was so charged with power that it was visible in the darkening gloom.

What- ORT shifted, countering the strike – as the two attacks collided, the clouds above parted, the sheer energy of the diverted attack reaching up into the skies.

Is there a full moon tonight? Arcueid wondered as she charged, continuing her furious assault, unwilling to give ORT any opening. I can't remember. Would it matter?

Enough. A single word from Type Mercury, and suddenly, the world around her roiled over, the crystalline landscape twisting at ORT's command to strike at her. Caught off guard, Arcueid managed to evade one, two strikes, and the third, a blade with an edge no wider than a molecule, took her right hand off at the wrist.

"Ah-!" Thrown off balance, an energy blast from ORT caught Arcueid head on and she was sent sprawling. Damage that would have been trivial for her to recover from when the planet was alive was now debilitating enough for her to be unable to move for several vital seconds.

And suddenly ORT was directly in front of her, its vast bulk having covered the space in between them in the space of a second. From its body a vast maw appeared.

Rejoice, Archetype Earth. I will consume you, and what power there is in you shall go towards fulfilling your planet's last command. Gritting her teeth, Arcueid released a burst of energy at ORT as she jumped back, seeking to get away.

You cannot escape. More and more crystals, hexagonal in shape, began to float around her, trapping her in an inescapable web of ORT's energy, and an immense pressure from above forced her down, slamming her hard into the unyielding crystal floor. It is over.

Time was still as Arcueid stood within the silver castle.

"What is this?" the voice was bored, mocking.

Complete stillness within her heart.

Arcueid Brunestud looked up, and saw herself, and yet not herself.

The being stood staring at her with cold eyes.

"Not… now…" Arcueid whispered.

"At the very end, when a perfect replica of my being approaches my power, I am reborn," Crimson Moon continued. "But to a dead, barren earth? So much like the one where I was first killed. Truly an ironic fate, would you not say so, my child?"

Arcueid grimaced and shifted her attention away. "Leave me alone," she gasped. "Let me get back to the fight. I have to-"

Protect humanity.

"You will fail," Brunestud's voice was clear and emotionless. "I at the height of my power would not be able to defeat the Ultimate One of Mercury. And you are not as powerful as I am, child. Not yet."

"I don't care," Arcueid's bared her teeth. "I'll protect humanity from it. Alaya's Counter Force can't do it – I'm the – only one…" She trailed off, feeling a white heat surge through her body.

Why? Why now?

"Even if you do by some chance defeat the Ultimate One of Mercury, there will be others. Will you stand in their way, then?" A thin smile graced Crimson Moon's lips. "You know as well as I do that you will grow weaker every day as Gaia's power fades. And you have foreseen your own death tonight."

"…" Arcueid fell to her knees, feeling a dizziness well up in her as Brunestud continued speaking in clear tones.

"What is that you fight for, child? To protect a humanity that cannot survive much longer anyway? Let us hear your answer."

"Because," Arcueid gasped. "It. Is the right thing… to do." Fighting the roaring in her ears, she staggered to her feet again. "It doesn't matter how difficult it may be or what the final result is. I won't let Humanity suffer such a death."

Abruptly, the pressure in her mind vanished. Brunestud shook her head and turned away.

"An impossible child, in the end. Do as you will. I've no need to rule a barren rock," slowly she began to fade away into the darkness. Before the shadows swallowed her completely, she paused.

"Hm. Let us see how the both of you fare within a different environment, shall we?"

A different environment?

"Have you forgotten, child?" just as Brunestud disappeared into the shadow, Arcueid could see a predatory smile on the Crimson Moon's face. "You are unique – a Type that can draw power from two celestial beings."

And then suddenly Arcueid was back in the valley of crystal, facing ORT once more. Almost everything about the encounter was the same, except…

Except that high overhead shone a crimson moon.

Interesting. Type Moon exists within you as well.

"Ha…" Even as Arcueid took in a deep breath, she could feel new power filling her body. ORT appeared affected in a different manner, the red rays creating an oppressive atmosphere for a being that had come from a planet with no moon.

Pausing a brief moment, Arcueid released a burst of her own power that tore through the energy web ORT had wound around her, allowing her to struggle back to her feet. She glanced down at her arm as blood flowed and flesh regrew itself, regenerating her hand back into place as if she had never been wounded at all.

Taking another deep breath, Arcueid prepared to continue the battle.

autism

The boost the crimson moon provided her was a substantial one. Arcueid could move faster, hit harder, and keep up with ORT's attacks. Her regenerative powers were improved too – what wounds she received quickly sealed themselves away, allowing to keep up the offensive.

But she knew it still wasn't enough to beat it. She just didn't have the firepower. It was still stronger than her.

"Ssssst!" Focusing, Arcueid struck down on the outer hide of ORT with all her might, focusing the energy of her blow into a drilling motion that tore apart the material. Before ORT could heal the wound, Arcueid summoned chains from the Millennium Castle, sending them into the tear and damaging ORT still further.

Your will is impressive. ORT acknowledged simply, and with a jab of its leg sent Arcueid flying, minus most of her torso. But you cannot defeat me like this.

He was right, Arcueid knew. She could not defeat ORT, as long as he stood within the boundaries of his Crystal Valley. So, how-

Another volley of crystal fire from ORT. Already regenerated, Arcueid dodged two of the blasts, deflected a third to send it flying back at ORT, and brought her hands up to block a blow from the last one.

As long as I win this fight, it doesn't matter what happens to me, so -

Putting everything into this one final push, Arcueid charged. As she did so, she focused, the still air forming themselves into a monstrous hurricanes, howling winds that whipped itself all around the colossus.

What are you- ORT briefly expressed surprise.

Her strongest blow yet – not intended to damage ORT, but simply to distract it for a precious, vital moment.

The way Brunestud had intended to retake control of her when her powers reached her peak was via a reality marble that she had implanted within the soul of every True Ancestor on the planet, which would manifest itself when one had reached her level in power.

Arcueid had reached that level now, and so, the reality marble had begun to grow. Closing her eyes, Arcueid reached within herself.

The World of the Moon

The surrounding land changed, instantly. This time, the crystal world dissolved itself, a dry dead sea of grey spreading out across the surroundings. In such close proximity to a newly created environment of the moon, Arcueid felt yet more power flow through her.

Clever. But – ORT steeled itself, the air around it sharpening as the creature focused on manifesting the environment that had spawned it. The ground was already beginning to change again, shifting back from the dead wasteland into hardened, shining rock. But for now, for a few precious seconds – ORT was not affected by its Crystal Valley.

Brunestud, can you hear me? I don't know what will happen to me after I do this, but… just for a moment, the powers of Moon's Ultimate One – lend it to me.

It was a gamble. Brunestud had manifested itself before Arcueid, which could only mean that the time for her revival was nigh. But Brunestud had decided to hold off on the final step for whatever reason, and so Arcueid was still in control.

But their souls were undeniably merging. With it brought pain and a loss of self – but with it brought power that she could never wield before. Focusing, she put a shape to her mind.

Alt Nagel

A sound like a roaring beast rocked the air around them, a crackling light that danced all across Arcueid's body as she forced herself into channelling this new power. Pain exploded across every nerve in her body as she forced her entire self and will into using this single attack. Muscles twisted and frayed, blood vessels writhed and tore apart, and white agony smashed into her brain, but still she held on, for the single vital moment.

From the sky, a blinding pillar of wind roared down, a 'nail' of heaven designed to instantly obliterate anything it struck. Caught in the very centre of the monstrous blast, even ORT's armoured hide could not withstand the sheer power of the attack for more than a fleeting moment. With a shriek of rending metal, ORT's defences were blown apart, its physical shell annihilated in a single instant. An inhuman scream of pain rent the night air, seemingly reverberating without end.

And then, a still, small voice.

Power enough to erase my existence... Most impressive, Archetype Earth.

Physical damage was almost meaningless to a Type. Almost. But without any body, ORT would have no choice but to return to the planet that had birthed it in order to draw more power to rebuild its shattered frame.

"You… cannot… stay any longer," Arcueid whispered. "Your existence… Your concept may remain, but not on this planet. Begone."

There was only silence in reply. Arcueid fell to the ground, feeling the world spin, and a creeping darkness wash over her.

Of course. That was to be expected. Channelling power that wasn't even mine to use… that's as far as I can go.

She could no longer feel any pain. Her body had begun to shut down, unable to sustain itself any longer.

She lay on the ground, feeling the life slowly drain from her as she stared up at the crimson moon.

"That's right…" she whispered. I did what I came to do. To the very end – destroying someone who only destroyed in turn. "So… disappearing like this might be… good… after all."

With that, she closed her eyes.

And Arcueid Brunestud, last of the True Ancestors, died.

>all this cringe

>>18517261
i cri everytiem

>>18517256
Did Arc go into her Archetype Earth form here?

>>18517319
I feel guilty about staring at her chest...

>>18508957
>>18510341
Don't worry, I fixed it.

>>18482885
Munching on buns for fun or for pleasure?

>>18482885

>>18518451

>>18518451
>>18518470

>>18518445
id munch on arc's buns for pleasure and fun

>>18522550
Ciel is for bullying.

Who is the mysterious /jp/ poster posting TM fanfiction in TM threads?

Where's the Brainwashing Detective when you need her?

Why is Arc so great?

>>18518451
>>18518470
>>18518503
>>18524068
Arc, no! You'll get fat!

>>18526643
Because she's a really big fairy, and fairies are great

Do you like my titties?

>>18543795
im uncomfortable

>>18543795
This disturbs me.

>>18543795

>>18544751
>ywn be fucked by arcrueid big futa cock

>>18544751
D-delet this

>>18544751
おちんぽタタリ

>>18544751
Big boobies and huge peepee!

>>18526643
some things can't be explained with mortal words about the hamburger vampire

>>18526643
She has a unique blend of womanly and childish charms, makes for an extremely cute character

>>18544751
This artist is hilarious

Kara no Kyoukai: The Garden of Sinners
https://nyaa.si/view/781564

Tsukihime: Blue Blue Glass Moon, Under The Crimson Air.
https://sukebei.nyaa.si/view/1705201

Tsukihime PLUS-DISC
https://www.mofumoe.org/content/tsukihime-plus-disc

Tsukihime Fun Disc: Kagetsu Tohya
https://www.mofumoe.org/content/kagetsu-tooya

Melty Blood Actress Again Current Code - Community Edition
https://nyaa.si/view/1006494

Holy Grail 2.0 - Rips of Type-Moon's PC games by Keripo
mega.nz/#F!BA4yHYoT!NwGVKj4q9Z1vnpKlYY-4UQ

>>18499036
Bottomless dress shirt is simply the best

Why's this good thread on the bottom of page 10 while idolshit is on page 1? Bump.

>>18576514
I got tired of bumping it

Adorable

Arc is the cutest girl in every known universe!

why is a circlejerk discord general always on the front page while a kuso weebspam thread that has been repeatedly made for years is on the page 10? why did moot hate /jp/? god, I wish the answers weren't right on my face

oh yeah forgot to note that imagedumping and saying the exact same sentences to the exact same images in every /e/ imagedumping spamthread gets boring

gets boring eventually, nobody can handle this board anymore lol it's only generals and spam threads, the time to nuke this out of existence and create a touhou board for containment is already near the beginning

>>18580859
>>18580874
>>18580899
Shut up

Azaka knockoff >>> dumb vampire

>>18591454
I like both.

Actually, Tsukihime is one of the few VNs where I liked every heroine.

>>18549269
what's the difference between the community edition and the one on steam?

>>18595773
Steam version has Steam netplay and 'widescreen' where it shows moves on the side. CE is probably rev 1.4.0

>>18591770
Good joke, no one likes curry butt.