prof | Let's Play Umineko, Episode 3 Scene 1: The Vase

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A piece from Kinzo's valuable collection.

She wanted to touch it, but it was forbidden to do so, a fact that made her want to touch it even more.

The inevitable happened.

A vase is like a human life - once broken, it can't be put back how it was. Such is the curse of entropy.

As she bemoans her inevitable fate of being scolded by her grandfather, she sees something familiar.

It's that ever-familiar witch...

Beatrice
The Golden Witch

Through her tears, she explains to the kind witch what went wrong. The beautiful vase is broken, and no amount of apologies will ever fix it.

She just has to believe. If she can believe in the witch's power, miracles are possible.

Beatrice waves her magic cane, and asks her to close her eyes. To remember what the vase looked like before.

She must imagine it with all her heart. The vase being repaired, good as new. But she mustn't look.

And so a miracle is possible. The vase was perfectly restored.

Or so it seemed. The vase is still broken - it's just remembering a time when it wasn't. The vase will soon break, and reality will be restored.

To truly restore a broken thing to its true form is an unimaginable level of magic, far beyond even Beatrice's power.

She changed the timing and the cause, but not the end result.

In this way, she kept her from being scolded, but didn't save the vase.

To destroy is easier than to repair. It takes hours of concentration to build a house of cards, but only a stray breeze to knock it down.

Magic is the same. It is easy to use magic to kill or destroy. To fix and revive is much, much harder.

One who could endlessly revive that which has been destroyed could only be called an Endless Witch. Such a witch is freed from the human world of sadness and loss, and lives in bliss forever.

She wants to live in unending happiness. So, she becomes Beatrice's disciple. She'll become a witch herself.

Purgatorio

An endless witch. Such dreams are now part of the past, as she achieved that title and many more long ago.

Beatrice's teacher, the one who called the endless level eternal bliss, was never able to reach this level. Eternal bliss is eternal boredom. Eternal bliss is eternal torture.

If only she could talk to her about the fruits of their labor. What is true happiness?

Oh, the furniture is complaining again.

Mammon of Greed
Fifth of the Stakes of Purgatory

Leviathan of Envy
Second of the Stakes of Purgatory

Beelzebub of Gluttony
Sixth of the Stakes of Purgatory

Belphegor of Sloth
Fourth of the Stakes of Purgatory

Lucifer of Pride
First of the Stakes of Purgatory

On the floor is a bloody pile that was once a piece of furniture.

Beatrice waves her pipe and makes the pile remember who it once was.

If you would just accept that I am a witch, you'll quickly awaken from this nightmare, and I'll send you to heaven. I am the king of Mount Purgatory. There is no way out of hell without my approval.

Heh... heheh. You call this hell? Useless, it's all useless.

The pain of death, which humans only have to taste once, has been given to you more times than I could count with all my fingers. How can you keep talking like that? That's why I don't get bored. I never get bored of you.

Yeah, not bored at all.

Hahahahahahaha! That's great, otherwise I would be bored, too. So, my furniture, I've fixed him, so you can play as much as you want!

Hehehehe, wonderful, isn't it, Battler? You're so popular!

It's hard being a popular guy. Get in line, you beasts.

If you didn't bluff and stayed obedient, this would have been easier.

It's alright like this. His screams are more pleasant this way.

Alright, let's not break him easily this time. Come on, your answer?!

You aren't in control! So, Battler. Let's continue where we left off, alright? After they locked Jessica's room with the master key, how did they return the key to the corpse's pocket, which was inside the room?