Dead Mount Death Play (2023): Season 1, Episode 1 - The Reincarnation - full transcript
A legendary necromancer known as the Corpse God is finally slain by a hero-only to wake up in the body of Polka Shinoyama, a newly assassinated boy in present-day Tokyo. Can the sorcerer survive in this strange new world?
If you're wounded, go to the sorcerer!
Everyone else, step back!
That man, the main force
of the subjugation unit, is coming.
He is the hidden ace of the church.
He has conquered countless obstacles
and experienced many battles.
The Calamity Crusher…
Shagrua Edith Lugrid!
This dungeon is still expanding.
That crazed undead
summoned so many dead bodies
that they even overflowed to the outside.
An extraordinary necromancer
known as the Corpse God!
Oh, God.
This is such powerful magic.
If we cannot defeat it here,
the world will be devoured
by a tide of the undead.
But…
can Sir Shagrua the Calamity Crusher
really defeat it?
He will be fine.
Sir Shagrua will never lose.
He will never surrender to death.
I died because of you.
We all died because of you.
Why are you the only one who survived?
-Go die.
-Die and suffer.
-Struggle desperately and cry in pain.
-Let out endless screams of sorrow.
I can see…
the souls of those
whose lives you have taken.
You possess an Evil Eye?
Evil Eye?
They are born with
the ability to see spirits.
This includes spirits of robbers
and monsters they've personally killed,
down to slaughtered poultry
or winged insects.
That's why most possessors of an Evil Eye
spend their lives hidden in a church.
Yet some find pleasure
in manipulating souls
and become necromancers
like the Corpse God.
But Sir Shagrua still chose
the battlefield
and is fighting bravely for our sake.
Is that…
your true form?
Is everything you do
just for this little thing?
All life is nothing but a toy to me.
Are you trying to act like a god of death?
The gods do not play games.
Unlike you and I,
who possess the Evil Eye.
You actually enjoy it, don't you?
You enjoy the sorrowful cries
filled with resentment
from the souls you have killed.
Don't confuse me with you.
You decrepit old monster!
You and I are in
a futile fight to the death,
wearing the skin of the Grim Reaper
and building a mountain of corpses.
We're simply like children playing house.
These runes…
It's magic that I have never seen before.
Let's put an end to this.
Our game ends here.
You won't succeed.
As long as you still exist,
this country…
and its children…
won't have a future!
Let me help you.
Sir Shagrua!
My memory is a bit fuzzy.
Oh, right. During that fight,
did my magic activate?
What is this place?
I can move.
What's with these slender hands?
I can't speak properly.
The floor and walls are a bit strange too.
What the hell is this street?
Whoa there.
Wait a moment.
Are you kidding me?
Am I finally going crazy?
It's me. Stop the collection operation.
The body in the alley is gone now.
Actually, he's still alive.
What exactly is going on?
Could it be that she messed up?
No way. I double-checked.
Anyway, be on standby.
Why can that guy still walk normally
after getting his throat cut open?
It makes no sense.
Unfamiliar architectural styles.
Unfamiliar letters.
Is that…
a projection technique?
But I don't sense any magic.
What in the world is this place?
SHINJUKU STATION
Either way,
there are a lot of people here.
The kids look healthy.
They are laughing happily.
This must be a place
where life is peaceful.
What will happen to that country?
I don't know if I can go back,
but I hope that country
can at least have a future.
Can I take up some of your time?
We received a report that
there was a strange-looking teenager here.
Can you understand what we are saying?
-Are you alone? Where are you from?
-What is this language?
-Can you tell us?
-But I understand some words.
Am I extracting linguistic information
from the brain of this body?
That blood isn't just
a shirt design, right?
Are you okay?
Can you tell me your name?
This is a language called "Japanese."
This body's name is "Polka Shinoyama."
Is he the child of foreign tourists?
He suffered a serious injury
to his throat.
The bleeding has stopped,
but he needs an ambulance…
Great, it turns out you're okay.
Who are you?
Aren't the police troublesome?
Let's run away.
Wait…
Hey, stop there!
It seems like something happened, Mr. Iwa.
Nothing's surprising in Shinjuku.
Right, Arase?
Yeah.
Okay, we should go back now.
Okay.
We seem to have escaped successfully.
Do you remember who I am?
I'm Misaki Sakimiya.
If you read it backwards,
it would be "Sakimiya Misaki."
What's the point of reading it backwards?
The memories related to this girl
are gradually coming back to me.
Ah, she's smiling.
It seems that she is a friend of
this body's owner.
What are you doing?
A physical examination.
Bezical ezaminasion…
Uh, your body is still warm.
Your feet are also there.
Don't worry.
You're not a ghost
and you're doing just fine.
Great!
Uh… "thank you."
Oh my, there's no need to thank me.
-No, but you saved me…
-After all…
Now I have to…
kill you again.
What?
You know, I used this earlier
to cut your throat wide open.
Why are you still alive?
Shit.
It was this girl.
She killed the owner of this body.
Is this Polka Shinoyama?
Someone hired an assassin
even though he's just a 16-year-old kid.
What was Misaki's client thinking?
Anyway, this time, you have to die.
If not, then we, the collection agency,
won't be able to get paid.
It's no use. It's taking
everything I have to just run away.
But what is this place?
I can barely sense any spirits.
The magical elements in the air
are scarce too.
Plus, this body has almost no mana.
I can't heal any new injuries like this.
What should I do?
I'm not even sure how this happened.
I will definitely die
if I get another fatal injury--
Alright.
The time for playing hide-and-seek
is over now.
Wow, amazing!
It's the first time I've met someone
who can dodge my attacks.
I seem to be getting a little excited.
I can react, but my body cannot keep up.
Are you kidding me?
The key to the world I've long waited for
is right in front of me.
I couldn't obtain it back then.
Now that I have come this far,
how could I possibly give up?
Amazing.
I've killed lots of
gangsters and assassins,
but no one has overwhelmed me
like this before.
I think I might fall for you.
This room is…
This building is very famous
among my peers.
In the underworld,
this building is famous
as an "execution ground."
They dissolve people here. Neat, right?
That's the power of science.
And that's not all.
Ghosts or people from the underworld
often show up,
so no one ever comes here.
Not only the people from the underworld,
but aren't ghosts cool?
That's the power of the occult.
Yeah, seems like it.
Even with the eyes of this body,
I can see them clearly.
The way your peers treated others' lives
was a bit crude, don't you think?
I see. Even this body can see the spirits.
So the Evil Eye is connected to the soul,
rather than your eyeballs or brain.
Hey, what's wrong?
Are you the kind of person
who cherishes life?
That's right.
You should also cherish life more.
I think so too.
After all, human life
is heavier than the Earth.
It's 21 grams, isn't it?
So this time,
I won't leave you with even a gram.
I will be very thorough…
when I kill you!
You are not allowed to
recklessly tread on lives like this.
All lives…
are my toys.
Don't disrespect them.
Huh?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I'm just worried about
whether I have completed my task.
What are you saying?
You have done something worthy of
the title of Calamity Crusher…
Sir Shagrua.
At the moment when my sword
was about to pierce that guy,
he also cast a spell.
It felt like teleportation magic.
Although I did use my Evil Eye
to see his soul at the time,
it disappeared way too fast.
Did I really eliminate the Corpse God,
the necromancer?
I just received the report
from the church observation team.
The presence of the Corpse God's spirit
has completely disappeared
from this world.
You saved the world, Sir Shagrua.
I hope so.
Yes, my mind is
gradually becoming clearer.
It's full of mana now.
I am now able to think.
Your name is Misaki, right?
I am not sure why you wanted to kill
Polka Shinoyama, the owner of this body.
But I still want to thank you.
Thank you…
for bringing me to
a place brimming with mana.
In this world, maybe I can live…
a stable life.
The time for playing hide-and-seek
should indeed come to an end.
I won't run away anymore.
The next thing would be
the "Death God Game"
where you and I will fight to the death.
Okay, let's continue.
Poor assassin…
how long do you plan to feign sleep?
D-Did she die?
Everyone else, step back!
That man, the main force
of the subjugation unit, is coming.
He is the hidden ace of the church.
He has conquered countless obstacles
and experienced many battles.
The Calamity Crusher…
Shagrua Edith Lugrid!
This dungeon is still expanding.
That crazed undead
summoned so many dead bodies
that they even overflowed to the outside.
An extraordinary necromancer
known as the Corpse God!
Oh, God.
This is such powerful magic.
If we cannot defeat it here,
the world will be devoured
by a tide of the undead.
But…
can Sir Shagrua the Calamity Crusher
really defeat it?
He will be fine.
Sir Shagrua will never lose.
He will never surrender to death.
I died because of you.
We all died because of you.
Why are you the only one who survived?
-Go die.
-Die and suffer.
-Struggle desperately and cry in pain.
-Let out endless screams of sorrow.
I can see…
the souls of those
whose lives you have taken.
You possess an Evil Eye?
Evil Eye?
They are born with
the ability to see spirits.
This includes spirits of robbers
and monsters they've personally killed,
down to slaughtered poultry
or winged insects.
That's why most possessors of an Evil Eye
spend their lives hidden in a church.
Yet some find pleasure
in manipulating souls
and become necromancers
like the Corpse God.
But Sir Shagrua still chose
the battlefield
and is fighting bravely for our sake.
Is that…
your true form?
Is everything you do
just for this little thing?
All life is nothing but a toy to me.
Are you trying to act like a god of death?
The gods do not play games.
Unlike you and I,
who possess the Evil Eye.
You actually enjoy it, don't you?
You enjoy the sorrowful cries
filled with resentment
from the souls you have killed.
Don't confuse me with you.
You decrepit old monster!
You and I are in
a futile fight to the death,
wearing the skin of the Grim Reaper
and building a mountain of corpses.
We're simply like children playing house.
These runes…
It's magic that I have never seen before.
Let's put an end to this.
Our game ends here.
You won't succeed.
As long as you still exist,
this country…
and its children…
won't have a future!
Let me help you.
Sir Shagrua!
My memory is a bit fuzzy.
Oh, right. During that fight,
did my magic activate?
What is this place?
I can move.
What's with these slender hands?
I can't speak properly.
The floor and walls are a bit strange too.
What the hell is this street?
Whoa there.
Wait a moment.
Are you kidding me?
Am I finally going crazy?
It's me. Stop the collection operation.
The body in the alley is gone now.
Actually, he's still alive.
What exactly is going on?
Could it be that she messed up?
No way. I double-checked.
Anyway, be on standby.
Why can that guy still walk normally
after getting his throat cut open?
It makes no sense.
Unfamiliar architectural styles.
Unfamiliar letters.
Is that…
a projection technique?
But I don't sense any magic.
What in the world is this place?
SHINJUKU STATION
Either way,
there are a lot of people here.
The kids look healthy.
They are laughing happily.
This must be a place
where life is peaceful.
What will happen to that country?
I don't know if I can go back,
but I hope that country
can at least have a future.
Can I take up some of your time?
We received a report that
there was a strange-looking teenager here.
Can you understand what we are saying?
-Are you alone? Where are you from?
-What is this language?
-Can you tell us?
-But I understand some words.
Am I extracting linguistic information
from the brain of this body?
That blood isn't just
a shirt design, right?
Are you okay?
Can you tell me your name?
This is a language called "Japanese."
This body's name is "Polka Shinoyama."
Is he the child of foreign tourists?
He suffered a serious injury
to his throat.
The bleeding has stopped,
but he needs an ambulance…
Great, it turns out you're okay.
Who are you?
Aren't the police troublesome?
Let's run away.
Wait…
Hey, stop there!
It seems like something happened, Mr. Iwa.
Nothing's surprising in Shinjuku.
Right, Arase?
Yeah.
Okay, we should go back now.
Okay.
We seem to have escaped successfully.
Do you remember who I am?
I'm Misaki Sakimiya.
If you read it backwards,
it would be "Sakimiya Misaki."
What's the point of reading it backwards?
The memories related to this girl
are gradually coming back to me.
Ah, she's smiling.
It seems that she is a friend of
this body's owner.
What are you doing?
A physical examination.
Bezical ezaminasion…
Uh, your body is still warm.
Your feet are also there.
Don't worry.
You're not a ghost
and you're doing just fine.
Great!
Uh… "thank you."
Oh my, there's no need to thank me.
-No, but you saved me…
-After all…
Now I have to…
kill you again.
What?
You know, I used this earlier
to cut your throat wide open.
Why are you still alive?
Shit.
It was this girl.
She killed the owner of this body.
Is this Polka Shinoyama?
Someone hired an assassin
even though he's just a 16-year-old kid.
What was Misaki's client thinking?
Anyway, this time, you have to die.
If not, then we, the collection agency,
won't be able to get paid.
It's no use. It's taking
everything I have to just run away.
But what is this place?
I can barely sense any spirits.
The magical elements in the air
are scarce too.
Plus, this body has almost no mana.
I can't heal any new injuries like this.
What should I do?
I'm not even sure how this happened.
I will definitely die
if I get another fatal injury--
Alright.
The time for playing hide-and-seek
is over now.
Wow, amazing!
It's the first time I've met someone
who can dodge my attacks.
I seem to be getting a little excited.
I can react, but my body cannot keep up.
Are you kidding me?
The key to the world I've long waited for
is right in front of me.
I couldn't obtain it back then.
Now that I have come this far,
how could I possibly give up?
Amazing.
I've killed lots of
gangsters and assassins,
but no one has overwhelmed me
like this before.
I think I might fall for you.
This room is…
This building is very famous
among my peers.
In the underworld,
this building is famous
as an "execution ground."
They dissolve people here. Neat, right?
That's the power of science.
And that's not all.
Ghosts or people from the underworld
often show up,
so no one ever comes here.
Not only the people from the underworld,
but aren't ghosts cool?
That's the power of the occult.
Yeah, seems like it.
Even with the eyes of this body,
I can see them clearly.
The way your peers treated others' lives
was a bit crude, don't you think?
I see. Even this body can see the spirits.
So the Evil Eye is connected to the soul,
rather than your eyeballs or brain.
Hey, what's wrong?
Are you the kind of person
who cherishes life?
That's right.
You should also cherish life more.
I think so too.
After all, human life
is heavier than the Earth.
It's 21 grams, isn't it?
So this time,
I won't leave you with even a gram.
I will be very thorough…
when I kill you!
You are not allowed to
recklessly tread on lives like this.
All lives…
are my toys.
Don't disrespect them.
Huh?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I'm just worried about
whether I have completed my task.
What are you saying?
You have done something worthy of
the title of Calamity Crusher…
Sir Shagrua.
At the moment when my sword
was about to pierce that guy,
he also cast a spell.
It felt like teleportation magic.
Although I did use my Evil Eye
to see his soul at the time,
it disappeared way too fast.
Did I really eliminate the Corpse God,
the necromancer?
I just received the report
from the church observation team.
The presence of the Corpse God's spirit
has completely disappeared
from this world.
You saved the world, Sir Shagrua.
I hope so.
Yes, my mind is
gradually becoming clearer.
It's full of mana now.
I am now able to think.
Your name is Misaki, right?
I am not sure why you wanted to kill
Polka Shinoyama, the owner of this body.
But I still want to thank you.
Thank you…
for bringing me to
a place brimming with mana.
In this world, maybe I can live…
a stable life.
The time for playing hide-and-seek
should indeed come to an end.
I won't run away anymore.
The next thing would be
the "Death God Game"
where you and I will fight to the death.
Okay, let's continue.
Poor assassin…
how long do you plan to feign sleep?
D-Did she die?