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The following page is a collection of costumes and other cosmetics that may be related to the Season 8 sub-storyline, based off of the Essence story trailer, cosmetic descriptions, and similarity in visual styles. In some cases, an overarching storyline has been pieced together based off connections made by the community.
Essence storylines in general, theorized or official, are not related to the Main Story of Identity V.
The young man showed a badge in the shape of a scythe, less than half the size of his palm, decorated with gems that were not of the highest quality, but it satisfied him as if he had the highest authority.
"Now, this city is the world of the Silver Scythe gang."
He whispered, and the women next to him pressed her silk hat down uncomfortably. Seeing her red lips under her neutral colored hair, the man quickly glanced around and reminded her: "Hey, sweetheart—be careful when you take off these red gloves. We're not allowed to dispose of them needlessly nowadays, unlike in the past."
The rainy season in Europe was a bit uncomfortable for the True Proof who had spent so much time in the beautiful wineries of America. The iron gates in front of her creaked and swayed in the wind, and the walls were covered with bullet holes—it was hard for her to connect the ruins in front of her with the prosperity of the past.
Requiem, always accompanied her father, always dressed in formal clothes and looking relaxed, the mysterious and beautiful Blood Fan from the East...Those years of drinking and talking, and the free and easy life, with the tragic death of her father, have become like brown paper that turns yellow with time, and the fire burns out, and can no longer be retrieved.
What is left for them is only the final judgment of fate—that cup of poisonous wine of hatred, for whom is it served?
Quietly say to time, there is endless tea here.
"It's not March now, this gentleman shouldn't be very crazy, right?"
The red tea is hot, the cake is topped with the best cream, and the puzzles come one after another. Guests can think boldly.
—Hey, it's time to change the teacup.
Move to the next position quickly, the story is your turn.
Welcome to the everlasting tea party. It's not March today, so Mr. Rabbit seems to be okay. Warm tea, delicious cakes, and mysteries spring up one after another. Now it's your turn... Would you like to talk to us?
