hi! this is Yue and here is a lil preview of what I plan to do for this blog. I am very slow with my work, so I thought sharing this could help me be motivated to post faster. thank you all for your patience ♡
i don’t like that i have to make this, but since user hot3hothot is actively ignoring and by extension refusing my simple request to edit their own post to credit me when they use my translations, and apparently can’t afford 10 seconds to be a semblance of a semi-decent human being, i will be the one to say this in their stead:
all the translation screenshots hot3hothot used in their post toward darius (tw for suitor hate) is my translation, kurishiri.
i ask that you do not interpret this post as approval to send hate or unnecessary attention to the poster. i understand darius and his story is not made for everyone. i mostly made this since i don’t want to just let that post remain uncredited, when i spent considerable time and effort in translating darius’ main story. so just, if you could help spread the word of this and make it more actively known that i am the translator they’re taking screenshots of, that would mean a lot to me!
finally, to end things in a more positive note— to everyone who commented in my defense and supported me, i genuinely appreciate it. thank you! i’m sorry i don’t reply; the whole thing left me pretty frazzled.. and i don’t know what to say a lot. i don’t use twitter way too often, but it seems word of this has also spread a bit to there as well. no matter the platform, it is thanks to your support that i feel i can keep my motivation! i adore the comments on his main story (among others of course). and also, to the regular commenters, i see you. i always look forward to seeing what you’ll say and you guys give me so much motivation. i really don’t know how i can express the amount of appreciation in words, but thank you.
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𐙚 tw — blood, death, mentions of (bug) torture.
——Orphanage staff’s POV——
[BLACK]
When I met the boy named Darius, he was around seven years old.
I had gotten a job at an orphanage through an acquaintance, and it was my first day on the job at the orphanage when it happened.
[ORPHANAGE - GARDEN - DAY]
Darius: Hello.
He had fluffy golden hair, big eyes the color of honey, and an endearing expression. I couldn’t look away.
[BLACK]
But— Darius was always alone.
[ORPHANAGE INTERIOR ROOM]
Orphanage director: That child’s a tad strange.
According to the director, it seemed Darius was abandoned in front of the orphanage when he was an infant.
He had a cherubic appearance, but as he grew older there were occasional signs of madness.
Female orphanage employee: He would enjoy crushing ants, or purposefully put other children in dangerous situations…
Female orphanage employee: But above all…he has the power of prediction.
Apparently, ever since before Darius had gained any awareness, he would be able to see the “worst” of whoever he had touched.
They would end up getting injured, or suffer from an ailment— but his predictions always came true.
Female orphanage employee: I know it sounds crazy, but everyone is scared.
[BLACK]
I didn’t know if that was true or not, but it was because of that power everyone was avoiding him.
[ORPHANAGE - GARDEN - DAY]
Some days later, I happened upon Darius again, who was having fun pouring water down an ant nest in the garden.
A certain orphanage staff: Why do you do such things?
Darius: Because it’s interesting. And satisfying.
When I sat down beside Darius, he opened his mouth in a deliberate motion.
Darius: You heard about my powers from the director, didn’t you?
D: Well, it’s not like you’ll believe me. Nobody ever had.
Seeing his profile tinged with loneliness, I figured that his madness had perhaps stemmed from that.
(Nobody would believe him, and because they put distance between themselves and him, he doesn’t really socialize with others.)
(So faced with loneliness…perhaps he’s turned to these kinds of things.)
A certain orphanage staff: I believe you.
Though he gave me a doubtful look, I returned it with a smile.
A certain orphanage staff: It’s alright. I’m not scared of you.
[ORPHANAGE INTERIOR ROOM]
Ever since then, Darius would follow me around wherever I went.
Darius: Hey, let’s play together.
D: Read me a book before bedtime.
D: Where are you going? I’ll come with.
He was probably thinking how he was finally able to meet an adult he could trust.
Because his madness quieted, and he shifted into a sweet, endearing boy.
And on a certain day, an army who called themselves Vogel came to the orphanage.
It would seem they had happened to hear about Darius’ special abilities, and had come to pick him up.
Vogel director: That power can only be used by those known as the Cursed ones. Darius is indispensable for our ranks.
Finding it hard to believe all the things that suddenly came at us, we were all but bewildered.
That day, we had plans to attend Mass at the neighboring church—
[BLACK]
and so it was decided that Vogel would accompany us there.
Surrounded by soldiers in our front and back, Darius and I walked down the alleyway.
A certain orphanage staff: They said that you were Cursed…but perhaps your power may have been given by God.
Darius: God?
A certain orphanage staff: Yes. God bestowed this power upon you, seeing it as necessary.
Darius walked beside me with a beaming smile, holding my hand— before he stopped in his tracks.
A certain orphanage staff: Is something the matter?
Darius: I’m seeing you get run over by a carriage after leaving the alley.
The soldiers started to whisper among themselves. I thought his words were a joke, so I ended up bursting out laughing.
Darius: …Didn’t you say you would believe my words?
A certain orphanage staff: I did, but…
I suppose, at the end of the day, I didn’t truly believe him.
A certain orphanage staff: That goes a little too far, I’d say. Come on now, let’s go.
When I pulled on his hand, connected with mine, his small hands let go.
A certain orphanage staff: Huh…
Darius: It’s true. You can go see for yourself.
[CG - DARIUS VOGEL - WARM ME WITH YOUR LOVE]
And then the moment I exited the alleyway—
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
I got crushed by a carriage that flew past.
——Neutral POV——
The carriage was knocked to its side as blood scattered, body deformed.
Before the disaster, Darius’ eyes sparkled.
Darius: See, it was exactly as I said, right? (⌒▽⌒)
The soldiers stiffened— only the corner of the director’s lips curled up.
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Credits to my friend Snow for the story log. Thank you!
I have been kidnapped by pirates to be sold in human trafficking.
——And now, their ship is under attack by another of its kind.
Kidnapper: W-Who the hell are you?!
???: ...I heard that this ship has the most beautiful treasure in the world.
The pirate, who didn’t hesitate to stain his hands with blood, was the most beautiful man I’d ever met in my life.
???: …Carry everything onto the ship.
A gem larger than a fist laying loose on a corpse. Bloodstained coins scattered across the deck. All of it was carried back together.
As blood rained down upon the scene, my gaze was fixed on the terrifying sight unable to look away—
???: ——...
Through the bars of the cage that had confined me, his eyes met mine.
???: ——She, too, onto my ship.
The man introduced himself as Elbert.
Elbert: Are you sure you’re alright to stand now?
Kate: Yes, it’s all thanks to you! So um, is there anything I can do to thank you for saving me?
Elbert: No need to thank me. …What do you want to do?
Kate: …I want to return to the town I lived in.
Elbert: I see… alright then.
Lord Elbert only asked the name of the town before leaving.
Apparently, this ship has been targeted by many pirates due to its vast collection of treasure.
Kate: And yet, you always manage to escape their grasp.
Elbert: …I don’t really like fighting.
And just as he said, he was a kind man by nature… offering his possessions and feelings to others without the slightest hesitation.
He’s rescued and treated castaways, and when he docked in villages in need, he leaves behind mountains of treasure.
Kate: Hehe…
Elbert: Why are you laughing?
Kate: Well, I was thinking the people of that village see you as their saviour. It suits you better than a “pirate,” Lord Elbert.
Elbert: …You seem pleased about that.
Kate: Yes, very much so. You’re such a kind person after all, Lord Elbert.
(He’d keep me company on sleepless nights, and even hold my hand the whole time I had a cold.)
Kate: Whenever you smile, it makes me feel so warm inside.
Kate: That’s why it makes me happy when I think about how you’re praised somewhere out there, Lord Elbert.
Elbert: …You seem to be happiest when you smile for other people.
At that moment, he looked at me with a loving gaze—
Kate: …!
I realised the days I’d spent with him, filled with so much kindness——had sprouted love deep within.
(Why would someone like Lord Elbert be a pirate?)
The more I dream of living with him, the more questions well up in me.
And it was then—on the deck in the dead of night, that I caught sight of Lord Elbert discarding bloodied treasure into the sea.
Elbert: This… no. Not this, and this… not this one either.
His hollow expression and the sight of him tossing gems, gold, and silver were so unusual, I couldn’t call out to him.
Alfons: My, could this be the first you’ve seen him in this state?
As I watched from a distance, his right-hand man Alfons whispered to me.
Kate: Is he… looking for something?
Alfons: Why yes, “the most beautiful treasure in the world.” It seems he intends to wander the seas until it is finally his.
Kate: But why…?
Alfons: Perhaps he believes himself to be a man of sin and is seeking atonement for it, don’t you think?
Alfons: With bloodthirsty pirates pursuing him, he ends up staining his hands with blood against his will.
(Atonement…)
I don’t know what it is that drives him. Even so…
I want to help him in any way I can.
Kate: Lord Elbert… I’ll help you find what you’re looking for, as a thank you for rescuing me.
Elbert: ...As I said before, you don’t need to thank me. I didn’t bring you here out of pure intent.
Elbert: The way you never looked away, even in the face of danger, shone brightly in my eyes.
Elbert: And that’s why I brought you here.
Kate: I’m alright with that. But instead… when you find what you’re looking for, would you leave the ship with me?
Elbert: …Why?
Kate: It’s because I… want you to be happy.
Elbert: ………
At that moment, a colour I’d never seen before flickered in Lord Elbert’s eyes.
It was the same horrifying deep dark colour I had seen on the night we met—one that sent a chill down my spine.
Elbert: I’ll go along with that, Kate.
Elbert: If you can give me what I’m looking for, I’ll leave the ship.
Elbert: In return… will you tell me everything there is about you?
His hand held my chin, urging me to meet his gaze. We were both enthralled, completely captivated by one another.
Elbert: This isn’t a suggestion. It is an order, as your captain.
Elbert: I won’t allow you to leave this ship until I know everything about you.
(I will guide this kind soul, who wanders the endless sea, back to shore.)
This is the story of a pirate, trapped in sorrow, who claims the most beautiful treasure upon the sea.
Fin.
OP Message: I don't think I should tl anymore. It was fun doing them the first time but with the fact I don't understand JP well and how I refuse to do 100% MTL without fixes, I believe I'll be doing this only when I feel like it.
Oh and I couldn't include screenshots this time since the Story Log's the best my friend could give. Thank you for reading my silly translation of Elbert's story, I hope you have a good day!
– Yue
btw... thank you for proofreading nagi/kurishiri! ily mwahh :3
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"Uncovered by The Light & Laid Bare by The Darkness" Story Set: Nica Schwartz
Light ver.
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Teeth sank into the delicate skin of my neck.
Kate: Nngh…
My face twisted in pain, my walls reflexively clenching around the heat buried deep inside me.
Nica: Hah, you’re so tight.
While I endured the pain sitting atop his lap, Nica’s brows furrowed for a split second before the corner of his lips lifted into a grin.
Nica: Does it feel that good?
Nica: If you're going to squeeze every time I bite, maybe I should do it a lot more.
Kate: D-Don’t…
He started moving again, pounding rhythmically into me and filling me up with his dick.
Pleasure shot through my body like a lightning bolt, and my vision flickered.
The moment a bead of Nica’s sweat trickled down to his chest — that was when I reached my limit.
Kate: AAH!
Nica: … You really are a naughty girl, Kate.
(How did things turn out like this?)
Through my tear-blurred vision, my mind drifted back to what happened not long ago.
…
It was morning after we spent a sweet, lustful night together.
I woke up in his arms, wrapped in pristine white sheets.
(Fufu… he’s still asleep.)
His innocent sleeping face came into view, it was so endearing that a smile unknowingly formed on my face.
(I love mornings like this… getting to see Nica’s sleeping face…)
I watched him for a while, enjoying that quiet moment of bliss… until it hit me that I was completely naked.
Kate: Nn…
The sheets brushed the spot between my legs, causing a shameful sound to escape my lips.
(The feeling is still there.)
My clit was still swollen, heat lingered between my legs, and my insides felt like his dick was still in there.
The bite marks left on my chest had a slight burning sensation, and the air grazing my skin ever so slightly made me flinch.
(It’s always like this after we go at it.)
Doing it with Nica always gave me immense pleasure I’ve never felt before, and he never stopped until he fucked all sense out of me.
And because of that, the pleasure never faded away immediately after we were done.
(What do I do… it's happening again…)
As my body ached from the aftermath of being utterly ruined by him, my core slowly became wet again, and I turned my gaze toward Nica.
(This is all your fault.)
I traced my finger along his cheek, but he showed no sign of waking.
I tried his ear, his collarbone… still nothing.
(This is kind of fun.)
My fingers traced along the outlines of his muscles, slowly moving lower and lower until my fingertips brushed against the fabric of his underwear…
— My breath caught in my throat at the feeling of his dick underneath it.
Kate: Eh…
The instant I realized he’d gotten hard enough for it to be obvious through the fabric, I wanted to pull my hand away — but it was too late.
He seized my wrists and pressed my hands firmly onto his erection.
Nica: Getting horny first thing in the morning… was last night so unsatisfactory for you?
Now wide awake, Nica looked at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
I quickly tried to roll away, but an arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me back against his body, holding me from behind as we laid on our sides.
Kate: Ah—
The hand caressing my lower abdomen slid between my legs.
After checking how wet I was, he chuckled and slid his fingers inside without hesitation.
Nica: Did you get this wet from remembering what we did last night?
His fingers moving inside me reignited the heat from last night.
Kate: Ahh…
He pinched my swollen clit, and the instant pleasure shot through me, my body gave out far too quickly.
A wet squelch followed as he pulled out.
Getting up into a seated position, he pulled away the sheets covering my body.
Kate: N-No…
My wanton body was fully exposed in the light.
I reached for the sheets in embarrassment, but Nica only laughed and tossed it onto the floor.
Nica: Nope, let me see everything.
Kate: But it’s embarrassing… like…
My face after hitting my climax, my wetness, my flushed body — baring everything to him like this was a first for me.
Ashamed of myself, I tried to hide my face, but Nica picked me up and placed me on his lap with a soft smile.
Nica: It’s okay, you’re beautiful.
Kate: Wha— AHH!?
He impaled me on his dick without warning, making my vision turn white for a second.
Nica began thrusting into me while sinking his teeth into my neck—
And just like that, we were back to square one.
(It hurts, but it feels so good… I’m losing my mind.)
With the mix of pain in my neck and pleasure from his dick pounding deep inside me, tears spilled from my eyes.
Seeing that, Nica pulled me in for a tight hug.
Nica: … Does it hurt?
Kate: Y-You’re biting me too hard, you know that…!?
Nica: Yeah, I know. I’m doing it on purpose.
He licked the tears trailing down my cheeks, then looked up at me with a cruel smile.
Nica: But pain can feel good too, right?
Kate: Ggh!
Like he’d hit the bullseye, my walls tightened around his dick again.
Nica: See? I was right. You're really so easy to read.
Gripping my hips, he thrust into me again and again, his dick growing even harder and hotter.
Kate: Y-You’re— awful…!
All I could do while atop his lap was cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure, clinging to him as he laughed and looked down at his dick buried inside my cunt.
Nica licked the other side of my neck — the part he hadn't bitten yet — then looked at me with eyes burning with lust, his lips curling into a smile.
Nica: — That’s what makes you the perfect plaything.
He bit into my skin again, pain coursing through my entire body.
I clenched around him once more, and felt something hot burst out inside me.
He lifted my hips and pulled himself out, smirking at the sight of his cum spilling out of my sore cunt.
Nica: I don’t hurt just anyone, you know? It’s important who your pain is coming from, isn't it?
Obscene, wet sounds echoed through the room as a mixture of our love juices dripped onto the pristine white sheets.
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Special thank you to @judesmoonbeauty for sending me William's story of the event!
William’s Voice: Ah, I see it. Full speed ahead—that ship over there is our next target.
Lured in by the sing-song voice, I peek out the cabin window at the deck.
(As I thought, that person is...)
Even a town girl like me recognise those blood-red eyes and silver hair.
Unpredictable and vicious, he struck down ships on a whim and left them drenched in blood—making him the most feared pirate in town.
That person is William Rex.
William: ……Hmm?
(Ah—our eyes met)
William: Why don’t you come out to the deck, curious lady?
With trembling fingers, I opened the cabin door and nervously stepped out before him.
William: Come to think of it, I haven’t gotten to know you. What’s your name, milady?
Kate: I’m Kate... um, why have you captured me?
William: Me? Captured you? Ahaha! You are mistaken.
William: It was you who came flying into my arms. Have you already forgotten?
———
It all happened last night.
Right in a back alley, I found him covered in blood.
When I slipped on the stairs—the next thing I knew, I was on this ship.
———
Kate: I just… took the wrong step
William: …Is that so?
Kate: Could you please send me back to town?
William: Is that really what you desire, little Robin?
Kate: What…?
His question stirred something deep within me—And at that moment,
A thunderous roar echoed, and I turned to see a gaping hole in the “target’s” ship, which had suddenly appeared at our side.
In the blink of an eye, sailors dressed in black took advantage of the chaos and stormed the enemy ship.
William: Shall we go?
Kate: Huh—?!
William: Your hand, milady.
William sent a wooden plank flying with one swift kick, turning it into a makeshift bridge.
He took my hand, wrapped his arm around my waist, and gracefully led me towards the enemy ship.
William: Have you ever been out on the sea before?
Kate: N-No, I haven’t…
I reflexively held onto his hand tightly as the water glimmered below the wooden plank.
William: Try lifting your head, Kate.
(There's no way I can do that in a situation like this—)
Just as that thought crossed my mind, I looked up—and the sea breeze swept through, gently brushing my hair.
Kate: ……
A sense of freedom washed over me unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
It’s as if this moment has been waiting for me all along.
William: You seem to be enjoying the thrill, little Robin.
William: You’re flying right into the bloody arms of a pirate, thrilled by a place where one misstep could mean death.
As his crimson fingertips brushed my cheek, a shiver ran deep through my throat.
(I want to say no… but why won't the words leave my mouth?)
William: Come, Kate.
William: Allow me to show you what you’ve been longing to see.
—————
William: Do not move. Kneel right where you are and keep your mouths shut.
At his command, the enemy crew fell to their knees as if worshipping a king.
After leaving me in the care of a man with salt-and-pepper hair, William vanished into the cabin in high spirits.
The actual term was "an elderly gentleman with romance gray hair." But assuming this is who I think it is, I will follow EN's localisation of the description.
And then—the underlying truth emerged from beneath the ship.
Kate: So these people are…?
Salt and Pepper Man: Those forcibly taken from their homeland—in other words, the enslaved.
Salt and Pepper Man: My master brings ruin to any pirate who dares to trample on people's freedom in these seas.
Salt and Pepper Man: He targets slave ships and merchant vessels involved in human trafficking.
William: Off with his head—let your blood be known that another trace of evil has been erased in these seas.
(Deep down, I knew all along.)
When I saw him in the harbour, stained with blood, the man who had been killed was a notorious villain in town.
(Everyone suffered, yet no one could stand up to them… not even me.)
Sorrows that cannot fade and evil left uncondemned—there is too much of it in this world.
(And that is why—he conquers evil with evil.)
(The moment I met him, it wasn’t fear that made me lose my footing on the stairs.)
(It’s because I took the leap)
——Straight to him.
William: Now, the freedom is yours—whether you return to town, or step into these bloodstained seas.
(I can’t help but be drawn to him.)
(To him—to the world he lives in.)
Kate: Please… take me with you. To the world you live in.
William: Ah… with pleasure.
And so, I chose the path that led me to be captured by the pirates. And then—
———
Kate: There’s a navy ship at 10 o’clock. Will, what shall we do?
William: I have no intention of engaging in a head-on battle.
William: After all, the pirate they’re after is lost in admiration of his treasure.
How the little robin soared freely and became the pirate William’s beloved treasure…
Is a tale for another time.
Fin.
TL Notes (Ramblings)
After leaving me in the care of a man with salt-and-pepper hair, William vanished into the cabin in high spirits.
As I said earlier, the actual term was "an elderly gentleman with romance gray hair." I immediately thought of Ethan (William's butler), but since his name was never mentioned in the story, I can only assume. At the same time, I don't think William would leave Kate like that to his crew unless he really trusted them—hence, Ethan, who EN localised as a man with salt-and-pepper hair (Will Ch 8).
William: Off with his head—let your blood be known that another trace of evil has been erased in these seas.
Intentional Alice in Wonderland reference since this is William yk... I'd actually go mad if I wrote "cut off his head" while knowing what his curse is, lmao
William: I have no intention of engaging in a head-on battle.
William: After all, the pirate they’re after is lost in admiration of his treasure.
OKAY SO. It took me a bit at first to understand what's going on here since it didn't hit me that I have to look at the context to understand that Will was referring to Kate here... Had to reread the jp dictionary and all that jazz and smack my head on the table.
Anyway, thank you for reading my nonsense! ...I will find a hole to bury myself into now that I'm done