EXEC DISHADOW includes.Ex VANISLAND

This song was crafted by Jakuri and Shurelia together shortly after the events of Ar tonelico II: Melody of Metafalica, and they used it in order to eliminate all the remnants of negative feelings that Jakuri had created during her time as Mir, which were still causing problems and being a great danger to anyone who dared to enter the First Tower of Ar tonelico.

It was sung shortly after Jakuri returned to Sol Ciel from her journey to Metafalss. Shurelia personally received her, and after explaining the situation, they both entered the Crescent Chronicle, into the chamber where Jakuri had been imprisoned for 400 years. Once there, Shurelia used a command to bestow upon Jakuri full access to the Tower's systems, which she used to begin singing this song to excise the remnants of her negative feelings: the Shadow virus, and absorb them into herself. This also caused her latent memories of her betrayal at hands of the humans and the creation of EXEC_VANISLAND/., the same song she used to destroy half of the Wings of Horus, to resurface, almost causing her to revert into the monster she was before Lyner and his friends redeemed her. However, thanks to Shurelia's support, she resisted being overwhelmed by these negative emotions and managed to reabsorb them, nullifying them out and settling everything with her past for once and all.

Lyrics
Wee num ga enter Wee num ga enter Feeling nothing, I shall input the Hymn Code [Shurelia] Was yea ra chmod b111111111/n => Was yea ra chmod b111111111/n => Gladly, execute the mode change to give everyone all possible system permissions� MULE_TEIWAZ_ARTONELICO MULE_TEIWAZ_ARTONELICO MIR_TEIWAZ_ARTONELICO. [Shurelia] zuieg EOLIA_ANSUL_ARTONELICO. zuieg EOLIA_ANSUL_ARTONELICO. under the authority of EOLIA_ANSUL_ARTONELICO.

Wee ki ga... Wee ki ga... In a strong concentration I want to end soon... [Shurelia] Was yea ra... chs hymmnos mean. Was yea ra... chs hymmnos mean. We will become a song.

Was ki ga enter syec... syec... echrra en yehar. Was ki ga enter syec... syec... echrra en yehar. [Shurelia] Was yea ra sync yos spheala innna cest, innna add, echrra en yehar.� Was yea ra sync yos spheala innna cest, innna add, echrra en yehar.� Deeply, more deeply, we will let our souls resonate and our feelings to be released.

innna syec, tanta reglle, answa race, noggle, vinan, ides, cupla, vonn en lusye, zeeth... innna syec mea. innna syec, tanta reglle, answa race, noggle, vinan, ides, cupla, vonn en lusye, zeeth... innna syec mea. Spirals that dance in reverse, screws that rewind themselves, ''black, white, past, sins, light, darkness, chains... all into the deep abyss of my mind.''

[Shurelia] Was yea ra wacce yorr hartes ciel Was yea ra fane yorr infel omnis near. Was yea ra wacce yorr hartes ciel Was yea ra fane yorr infel omnis near. I shall bless you, the one who loves this world. I shall bestow upon you, the one who loves every single living being, my divine protection.

Fou num wa coall faura slep re heighte fwal. Fou num wa coall faura slep re heighte fwal. Now, go to sleep, and let these wings of yours to be finally put to rest.

Was jyel ga desfel here, vonn en colga, Was jyel ga desfel here, polon quivale. Was jyel ga syunaht gigeadeth noglle ciel. Was jyel ga desfel here, vonn en colga, Was jyel ga desfel here, polon quivale. Was jyel ga syunaht gigeadeth noglle ciel. ''This place is dark and cold. This place is lonely and freezing.'' I want to erase this lead-colored sky in which I'm shut in.

鳴呼　天鎖（あめとざ）ス泉津闇（よもつやみ）　底津根（そこねつね）ノ 磐（いわお）ノ穹（そら）堕チヨ　禍罪（まかこと）穢レ　滅ビ滅ベ aa ametozasu yomotsuyami sokonetsune no iwao no sora ochi yo makakoto tsumi kegare horobi horobe Ah, is the bottom of the underworld and its darkness what closes off the sky? ''Let that sky of rocks fall down! Stain the sins and catastrophes! Destroy, destroy everything!''

Rrha yant ga na dhezeall. Rrha yant ga na dhezeall. I'll never return to the inside of that cage.

Rrha zeez gaya basilic hynne, sarla oz deata en ini. Rrha zeez gaya basilic hynne, sarla oz deata en ini. The sound of the guns of retribution, and the singing voice of judgement and purification, both resound loudly. Morto, degle, cause, endia caan... gyajlee mea. Morto, degle, cause, endia caan... gyajlee mea. I am death, I am destruction, I am a curse, I am the bell that announces the end, and thus, a sinner that can never be forgiven.

Mea fwal getrra rudje art sacra, Mea fwal getrra rudje art sacra, My hands are stained with blood. Mea coall na omnis innna ar ciel. Mea coall na omnis innna ar ciel. Being this stained, I can't go back anywhere now.

[Shurelia] Was yea ra knawa yorr hartes ar ciel. Was yea ra knawa yorr hartes ar ciel. I know it perfectly: about how much you love this world.

Faura ween werllra, vit mea? Faura ween werllra, vit mea? Small crying child, do you see my face? Sasye, re heighte, yorr wis mea, mea den vit yor. Sor wis parce mea na ides. Sasye, re heighte, yorr wis mea, mea den vit yor. Sor wis parce mea na ides. Although you should be me, I see your face: a young child wounded and trembling, but that means that I'm not you, and it's the proof that I wasn't like that in the past.

Faura na fowrlle, en li houd yor her wharn. Faura na fowrlle, en li houd yor her wharn. So, I can embrace you with these hands, only you, who never knew what peace is.

Re fogave na omnis mea, na rete, la acra crudea. Re fogave na omnis mea, na rete, la acra crudea. Although everything might be forgiven, that doesn't mean I should forget about it, as there might be many more painful experiences coming in the future.

Was yea wa fusya yor zi fwal der mea. Was yea wa arsye yor nnoi crown innna mea. Was yea wa fusya yor zi fwal der mea. Was yea wa arsye yor nnoi crown innna mea. I'll embrace you in my arms, and accept all of it into the cup of my heart.

[Shurelia] Was yea ra wael yorr hartes ciel. Was yea ra wael yorr hartes ciel. Because you love this world so much. ...Was yea ra wael? mea hartes ciel. ...Was yea ra wael? mea hartes ciel. ...Because I? Love this world.

Sonwe, sarla ieeya. Sonwe, sarla ieeya. Sing the Song of Hope.

Kira tes ar sar, frawr tes ar dor. Kira tes ar sar, frawr tes ar dor. To the stars in the sky, to the flowers in the land.

[Shurelia] Was yea ra wael merra hartes. Was yea ra wael merra hartes. Was yea ra wael merra hartes... ar ciel. Was yea ra wael merra hartes... ar ciel. Give love to this Planet.

Feelings Contained In This Song
There once was a kingdom ruled by a priestess dressed in white and a witch dressed in black. Said kingdom was called Vanisland. It was also called the Golden City, and its radiance was such that it could be seen from very faraway and distant countries. Its people possessed an advanced culture and an abundant sensitivity, and as both of its rulers had a great benevolence and compassion, everyone believed they were promised an eternal prosperity.� Both of its rulers lived loved and revered by their subjects. Although the white priestess and the black witch had said positions, they didn't think of themselves of being in a different class from the people, so everyone, even the ministers and the commoners, lived in equality. Everyone was gentle to everyone else, they respected each other, and prospered through continuing to help each other.

This also applied to both rulers, as they were honest, loved their citizens and were always thinking about their country. However, their personalities were entirely different: the white priestess was a very social person and always was at the side of the citizens. In both fun and hard times, she always stood beside the people, smiling with them and crying with them. On the other hand, the black witch was very shy and never showed herself before other people. She spent her entire days in her room, studying about all sorts of things. However, all of this was for learning for the sake of the country's prosperity, as almost all the good policies the white priestess had implemented were originally the witch's ideas.

No one stopped believing for a second that this golden city would be eternally prosperous. However, something happened. During a certain morning, as everyone noticed that a strong sound was echoing in the air, a large black crevice appeared in the skies. Both the rulers and the people were frightened upon seeing the crevice, but there wasn't anyone who knew why it had appeared or what it was. Not even the wise black witch, to who this was something beyond her wildest dreams. And before they had any time to begin investigating it, the crevice became even larger and the entire sky collapsed in it. With a rattling sound, the blue sky shattered as if it was made of glass and fell like rain. As if to cover themselves from this, the people ran from a place to other while making a great tumult. However, despite how terrible or catastrophic it seemed, this sole event was nothing. Rather, it could be said that it was only the beginning, as a large airship army then came out from the black crevice. While true that they were humans, they such a fearsome look to them that no one wanted to think of them as beings of this world. The people ran away trying to get away from them, but the knights of the airship army chased them.

The white priestess came up with the idea of talking with the king of the airship army, but the black witch warned her against doing it. That the invaders obviously didn't want to solve this in a peaceful way, and that they should instead attack to drive the invaders away as soon as possible. However, the white priestess refused to listen to her, saying that by discussing this matter, they could end this in a peaceful way and force them to leave the land. The black witch then decided to go with the white priestess. This was the very first time she had left her room ever since she was born.

As soon as both the priestess and the witch were before the king of the airship army, he began launching absurd demands to them. He wanted all of the lands in the country, its full authority and even being to use the powers of the priestess and the witch as he saw fit. If they surrendered under these conditions, he would stay his hand. The white priestess accepted. She didn't mind these conditions at all, as everything she wanted was to put an stop to all the fighting at once. The black witch's face turned pale as soon as she heard this. She then spoke to the white priestess. "Are you crazy? That's handing them down our country in a silver platter! It's the worst action you could take as its ruler!" However, the white priestess paralyzed the black witch. "And so, we shall accept all your conditions and surrender everything we have, but in exchange, we ask for peace."

The white priestess had disappointed the black witch, and this convinced her it was the time to use an art she had never used before, and that she never intended to use either. Silently, she began chanting a spell. It instantly became an enormous light, which enshrouded her. Then it covered the entire place, and all of the areas around it. The white priestess noticed this. She wondered what that spell was for. And then she was enraged.

"Why are you trying to destroy this world!?"

The black witch replied: "Because it's a much better choice than what you're trying to do." The next instant, the entire airship army was destroyed, as well as the entirety of the city. The sky completely cracked, while the black flames that were out of these cracks came down and began attacking everything. The black witch brought along the white priestess and took her back to her own shrine.

Likewise, she imprisoned the white priestess. She tied both of her hands and feet, leaving her immobile. The black witch then proceeded to alter the environment. She insulted the white priestess by calling her a traitor to her country everyday. Vanisland became a black land covered in dark flames, which proceeded to leap into the neighboring countries and burn them to ashes. As the black witch had decided she had to eradicate every single life from this world, she continued burning it everyday. From that day on, she was convinced the world should be completely covered in hatred and despair, and everything she did was to reconstruct the world under that view.

From that time, an absurd number of years passed. By then, one else remained in the world aside of the black witch and the white priestess. She was sure of this being the case. However, that couldn't be any more wrong, as a certain day, a lone man appeared from beyond the horizon. He was emaciated, and seemed about to collapse at any moment. The black witch kept on watching him, intending to attack in any moment. However, the man didn't resist at all, and after bowing before the black witch, he simply entered the shrine. Once inside, he saw how the white priestess had been crucified. The man went close to her, and gently embraced her.

"Ah, it's because of our ancestors that you now have to carry this suffering upon your shoulders. At the least, please let me use this Water of Life to replenish your strength."

However, the black witch wasn't going to allow that. That woman had betrayed her country. She was going to sell off this glorious country to these savage trespassers. And such a person would be better off dead.

However, the man spoke. "That wasn't the case. She was doing the best she could to save this country. She was sacrificing herself to protect this country. It's true that the country could have been destroyed in the end as a result of that, but look around: that result was exactly the same thing you have caused!"

The black witch then began chanting a spell to kill the man. However, the man continued at once. "However, you were right too. You certainly protected them both: the honor of this country and its spirit. They were the most important things to us. So please, I want you both to get better and remake this country. That's why I brought the Water of Life to you two. And please, forgive us for the follies we committed in the past..." The black witch was surprised. Yes, it wasn't only the white priestess: the black witch herself was already in a pitiful state too. The next day she most likely would be dead. The man poured the Water of Life into both of their mouths, and just like that, he breathed his last.

The black witch was saddened at his death. "Why did this man find my actions as something positive?" However, it was just as he stated: the black witch did everything on the honor of her own country, and completely destroying it also saved it in a way. And now, she finally remembered what she ought to do. That was to revive this country, Vanisland, alongside the white priestess.� Yes, it's true that the white priestess had surrendered them both back then. However, that also was what would have ended bringing the true demise to this country. It could have become a land in which the people that would have lived after that ended considered both of its white and black rulers as simple puppets. However, that wouldn't be Vanisland anymore. The words of the man were like a key that fit perfectly the lock in the door of her memories, and the black witch finally drew out the true meaning to her life she herself had imprisoned in her heart for a long time.

She released the white priestess from her crucifixion, and apologized for everything she had done to her until now.

"We both have to live together. Because I live for the honor of this country, while you're its gentleness. If any of us disappears, this country will never become a golden city again. We had never noticed this before, but from now on, it'll be different. Come, let's sing together, and revive our precious Vanisland.

So our country will overflow once again with joyful people."