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Hastur, also known as The Feaster, is one of the 34 playable Hunters added to Identity V.
This page is a compilation of lore and story content for this character.
Backstory[]
Character Introduction[]
Once, a messenger appeared, clad in a yellow robe, prophesying the catastrophic arrival of a dynasty; this messenger was known as The Feaster, who is not to be named. He is the embodiment of calamity and suffering, but those with curious hearts have always tried to seek him out in the hopes of being enlightened and learning the truth of the world.[3]
Character Relations Menu[]
Once, a messenger appeared, clad in a yellow robe, prophesying the catastrophic arrival of a dynasty; this messenger was known as The Feaster, who is not to be named. He is the embodiment of calamity and suffering, but those with curious hearts have always tried to seek him out in the hopes of being enlightened and learning the truth of the world.
Illusion Hall Rumor[]
When the sun sinks into the lake and the black stars rise, the one draped in yellow rags will rise from the depths of the lake. He is a nameless soul with an unquenching thirst for knowledge.
Deduction Quests[]
All completed Objectives reward the player with +335 Logic points for the Logic Path. After the character's deductions are completed, their Worn Clothes will be available.
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Letters[]
This section contains the letters the player receives after completing Hastur's Character Day Event on January 24th each year. After the event they can be accessed in the file section of the character's Notebook page.
An Unsent Letter (2020)[]
Dear Darren:
I've arrived at a village named Lakeside with Father's memento.
The family I'm staying with is the only one which came from elsewhere.
According to Eugene and Marjorie, they fled to this small village with their niece 15 years ago and worked hard to stay. After all, as I said, this is an extremely exclusive village. They had an extra bedroom since their niece got married, which is the only reason I could stay with them.
No one else would have me anyway.
Whenever I went for a walk along the river, old-fashioned villagers would stare at me with caution. But luckily all of the villagers were willing to tell me about the legend of the water god.
But after some digging into the water god's miracles, I discovered several curiosities.
According to traditions, in order to praise the water god, bloody animal meat must be thrown into the lake by disciples dressed in yellow. Once an enormous shadow comes to the surface, the villagers should shout out their wishes one after the other. If the water god accepts their wishes, it would return to the bottom of the lake and the villagers' wishes will soon come true.
This may sound incredible but I suspect that it's some sort of religious scam. It's possible that there are piranhas living at the bottom of the lake and the enormous shadow is just the piranhas coming up to the surface for the meat. At the same time, the meat offering is always prepared by the disciples and the villagers would contribute. Which such interests in mind, the actions of the "disciples" are suspicious.
As for the wishes coming true, I would say it's man-made or coincidence. After all, trivial problems such as water dripping from the roof can easily be solved by the "disciples".
Despite that the "water god" may not exist, I'll stay and observe the worshipping activities in 3 days. The answer will surface, and I mean literally, surface from the water.
Also, as mentioned in my previous letters, I'm getting close to the fiery cave. I'm getting closer to the truth each night.
Perhaps I'll get the answer which Father longed for in the end.
Please, send my regards to Mother. I'll be home soon.
Love,
Volcker Berglund
A huge log book of wishes (2021)[]
Title Page—
(It appears that this book has been flipped through multiple times. The pages inside are seriously damaged, except that the title page is spotless and intact. There's no name written on the title page but a few lines of text written in a rusty "paint" and a fern pattern with a suspicious odor in the middle.)
The stars have yet to come home. The almighty god is in a slumber deep under the water. Before god awakens, we as servants of god must preach our religion in god's name!
A random page—
(It's filled with carefully recorded wishes with comments after each entry. Judging from the handwriting, the records of wishes and the comments were written by two people.)
January 14 Records of wishes - Lakeside Village
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Villager 11: An old man living in the Shipwreck who's crippled and blind
Wish: Almighty god in the lake, please listen to my prayer. I'm tormented day and night by the nightmare from the mine and the explosion which took my legs and eyes. I'm in agony! Your faithful servant hereby wishes for a miracle, may the Tentacle crush that repulsive dream! May the dark ocean devour that thunderous fire! Your servant, Hopps, always at your service.
[Comment:
God will grant the wish of pious followers.
The way we carry out god's words is to send him into a slumber deep under the water.
Given his value as a sacrifice is inferior to that of a pure virgin or child, the doors to the holy temple at the end of the Abyss will never be open for him. Yet one must believe that, with the spirits of god enveloping him under the water, he will gain a new dream and be free of suffering.]
Villager 12: Married couple, Eugene and Marjorie
Wish: All-knowing god, please forgive our ignorant query—before we set off fishing, the both of us would always scatter sufficient offerings into the lake and pray to you. Yet we never fished an ideal amount. Our god deep under the water, did you really hear our prayer? Please give us a response! Please descend upon our village!
Villager 13: Volcker (a foreigner taken in by Eugene and his wife)
Wish: No wish made.
[The records of Villager 12 and Villager 13 are circled together in bright red.
Comment:
These foolish and rude blasphemers with weak faith and ill intentions are not worthy of god's grace! The truth beneath the lake shall not be revealed to senseless mortals!
There are already unpredictable miracles all around. Curiosity will only lead them toward death...
We as servants of god should baptize these three at the sacrificial ritual. Yet to cleanse such filthy ones with water will be an insult to god. Instead, we should erase their filth with fire in the witness of the lake and the true god under the water!]
Torn Interview Record (2022)[]
Interview Notes for Preliminary Experiment Group-L-149
Interviewer: (blank)
Interviewee: Test Candidate 05-L-01-000
Foreword:
While sorting through the interview notes for candidates 05-L-01-014 and 05-L-01-017, I noticed that they often mentioned the case of the missing toddler who was found a mile from the Lakeside Village, as well as the strange drawings found along the way. This was an incident from many years ago, yet they mentioned it multiple times during their interview. Candidate 05-L-01-014 said that the fortunate child (who happened to be candidate 05-L-01-000) was found soaking wet and completely out of wits. Unable to describe the circumstances, the child vehemently resisted any attempts to recall the past and instead demanded a dark, damp environment. Even more disturbing, however, was this child's behavior: subconsciously, the child would soak rocks with animal blood and wriggle and twist like a mollusk. Following subsequent treatments, candidate 05-L-01-000's mental state gradually stabilized, whose trance-like fits occurred far less frequently. Even so, the candidate remained incapable of recalled the incident at the Lakeside Village... Or rather, the candidate seemed to reject any attempt to recollect the matter subconsciously.
According to candidate 05-L-01-072, candidate 05-L-01-000 has visited frequently prior to the joint publication of "Lakeside Trails," specifically to discuss (in great length, it seems) the sacrifices made to the spirits in Lakeside Village. During these discussions, candidate 05-L-01-000 was quite lucid and described the events detailed in the book as being based on real life experiences.
To the casual observer, however, the stark difference in candidate 05-L-01-000's current state versus that of childhood leaves much of the truth in question. Perhaps by inviting other candidates with similar experiences and gathering them in one place, I may be able to ascertain the truth hidden within their subconscious A group of test subjects such as this would undoubtedly produce interesting results, especially with 05-L-01-000 servings as the primary subject. But to do this, I first require candidate 05-L-01-000's personal information, as well as this candidate's full knowledge regarding the Lakeside Village and their water spirit.
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Slimy Records on the Title Page of Lakeside Trails (2023)[]
The motivation to seek knowledge born from curiosity makes creators, and the courage born from the desire to seek knowledge makes leaders. However, by treating ignorance as fearlessness to pry into areas beyond an ordinary person's comprehension, death may be the lowest price one must pay.
But it was too late when I realized that. I should not have returned to Lakeside Village. My decision to accept the invitation to this game on the eve of the election was too rash and foolish. I should not have allowed the gap in my childhood memories to influence me, nor should I have unearthed what lay behind those four "monsters"!
Those four can't be called "monsters"; they are but vessels of monsters. I should have known that feeling. It was a warning from my childhood memories that are sealed away — So long as the reality of the outside world remains outside the body, the soul which enters the horrifying place unknown to the living will never gain deliverance. I should have known how to escape the predicament. After all, I'd figured out their conviction. Yes, with just the usual tricks, a little showmanship and eloquence, you'll realize how easily manipulated people are, and it's more so for those of greater conviction. But the price of fooling them may far exceed my narrow escape in childhood...
In any case, no matter who obtains this book in the future, please do take it out of here. The annotations and alterations on every page is my rejection of my ignorance in the past, and it is the truth I bet my future, life, and dignity on to obtain.
Arthur Byers
Lakeside Village: Investigation Field Notes I (2025)[]
The mass disappearance in Lakeside Village captured the public's attention for weeks, eclipsing every other headline. It was a story that tore through the front pages of every major newspaper—and my own newsroom was no exception. Driven by an insatiable need to uncover the truth behind this unfathomable mystery, I spent countless hours combing the desolate landscape surrounding the village, collecting evidence, speaking to locals, and trying to piece together the shattered fragments of reality. I searched every corner for a clue—an elusive thread that might unravel the darkness consuming the village. Months of relentless investigation finally led me to someone who seemed to hold the key to it all. A figure. A name. Arthur Byers. And tied to his fate, an entity so terrible it seemed to lurk at the very edges of human comprehension—Hastur.
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Hastur
In all my years, I had never encountered anything that even remotely approached the grotesque, incomprehensible horrors that plagued this case. Those nameless terrors, festering in the deepest recesses of human imagination, had always seemed like myths—like the fevered ramblings of long-forgotten books. But as I dug deeper into the investigation, I found myself spiraling into an abyss far darker than I ever imagined. What had begun as a search rooted in reason—seeking to expose the greed and corruption at the heart of this village—soon devolved into something far more sinister. Fortunately, I did manage to find some solid leads to support my theory.
The village, once nestled peacefully in the shadow of a vast and uncaring lake, had been a humble, isolated settlement for over a century. Its inhabitants lived in quiet contentment, surviving on fishing, farming, and local crafts. The small population had little to no contact with the outside world. Travelers came only occasionally, their news more gossip than substance. There were no signs of strange beliefs taking hold. The village seemed like a forgotten relic, a silent matron, bearing its secrets buried deep within the earth—unseen and unremarkable—until two decades ago.
That was when the refugees arrived—strangers fleeing the fires of war, their lengthy family names easy to identify from the rest of the residents. Soon after their arrival, strange rituals began. Ceremonies to invoke blessings for a bountiful fishing season, to ensure fair weather. Among them were followers dressed in yellow robes—emissaries of an unknown deity. They promised prosperity and protection in exchange for unsettling acts of devotion. But beneath the thin veneer of these pleasantries lay something darker, something insidious. The fate of Mr. Volcker—a man who had come to investigate the strange happenings—was a grim confirmation of my growing suspicions.
At the center of this cult was the god they worshiped—a god residing beneath the waters of the lake. I discovered a tattered notebook deep in the heart of a cave. Its pages were smeared and fading, but one symbol stood clear: a fern-like pattern. This sigil, etched into ritual objects throughout the village, was a symbol of the entity they served.
As I unearthed more about the village's history, a chilling pattern began to emerge. The village's population had grown steadily over the years—newcomers, young and healthy, many with children. Once a place of isolation, it had begun to thrive, even becoming a health resort, drawing visitors with its affordable rates, scenic views, and fresh fish (I have an old promotional flyer to prove this). But what the tourists didn't know was that something darker had taken root, hidden beneath the surface. The disappearances began. Seven children vanished without a trace—the first of many such disappearances in the village's long history.
These child disappearances seemed to offer a crucial lead, a thread I could follow in my investigation. I set out to interview the families who had lost their children, but time had not been kind. Many had moved away. Some families had vanished altogether. The few remaining parents were indifferent, resigned to their to bury the unbearable weight of their loss. But there was one mother—her hair streaked with the silver of age—who had never stopped searching. She now lived in a psychiatric hospital, endlessly muttering her child's name. Unfortunately, I could offer her no answers, no closure.
In the end, my last hope rested on the one child who had been found—Arthur Byers. My investigation, once full of potential, had ground to a halt. Then, as if some twisted hand of fate had intervened, a bestselling novel caught my attention—Lakeside Trails. But it was the subtitle that chilled me to the core: The Death Feast of the Lake God.
The book was written as a documentary-style account, a first-person narrative of a stranger's harrowing experiences in a community much like Lakeside Village. Filled with interviews, eyewitness testimonies, and a chilling narrative, it mirrored my own findings with unsettling accuracy. But it was the details that truly unsettled me—especially the descriptions of the disappearances.
"The child lay almost naked on a damp riverbed, his body entangled in slick, fetid water plants. I couldn't tell if he was awake or unconscious—his mind seemed clouded, but he mumbled something under his breath. When I touched him, he recoiled violently, curling in on himself with a terrifying force—like a frightened, slippery sea creature. The strength he had was unreal. Have you ever been grabbed by an octopus? Slimy, cold, disgusting, with a crushing force that almost snaps your fingers? That was my first impression of that child."
The book went on to describe how the child's behavior grew increasingly bizarre—an unnatural craving for wet environments. Most chilling was the sleepwalking: his body writhing like a cephalopod, driven by an insatiable, horrifying obsession with blood.
The vividness of these descriptions felt too real to be fiction. I began to wonder: had the author, too, witnessed these horrors? Was this some disease, some disorder beyond human understanding? I meticulously marked and compiled the details, seeking answers from medical professionals and animal behavior experts. Yet, without exception, they were baffled, unable to offer a single plausible explanation. Then, in a twisted stroke of fate, I stumbled upon a clue buried in another obscure text—a marine biologist's novel titled The Feaster.
What stunned me was the description of a creature—not human, not of this world—its power signified by a fern-like pattern—exactly like the one I had uncovered in the old notebook from Lakeside Village. Even the cryptic text beneath the symbol matched with eerie precision.
And then I uncovered the name that had been gnawing at the edges of my mind, a name that stirred dread deep within me: Hastur.
Piecing these clues together, I sought out the fisherman who had once rescued Arthur Byers. Now in his sixties, he ran a small bakery with his wife. When I mentioned the investigation, he grew visibly agitated.
"I've told them everything I know about that child. There's nothing more to say."
"I understand," I replied, "But there's one detail from the interview I'd like to ask about."
"What detail?"
"I know this might be difficult, but can you recall what Arthur Byers kept mumbling during his ordeal? Do you remember the words he spoke?"
"I'm sorry. It's been too long, I can't seem to recall."
It was the answer I expected, but I left my contact information with him, asking that he reach out if any memory stirred. Afterward, I visited the psychologist who had treated Arthur. The doctor recalled the boy's case vividly and remembered every detail. Unfortunately, his recollections mirrored the interview from the book, offering no new insights.
Back then, through therapy, the doctor had helped Arthur regain his self-awareness. But when asked about the time he'd been missing, Arthur claimed he remembered nothing.
"Do you think he truly forgot, or is he concealing something?" I asked.
"I stand by my answer from back then," the doctor replied. "It doesn't matter. Forgetting is a natural defense. It helps the mind heal and allows the patient to return to a normal life. Everyone deserves the right to start over. The only thing he must fight is his repressed subconscious. If left unchecked, it will surface—like a demon stirring curiosity, dragging one back into the abyss."
I am now almost certain that Arthur Byers was either the author of that dreadful novel—or perhaps one of the cursed souls who had written it. As for why I couldn't reach him, I had an answer from the publisher's editor: not long ago, Arthur had vanished from his apartment under bizarre circumstances, and hasn't been seen since. More unsettling still, the apartment showed clear signs of water damage, with the walls marked by a fern-like pattern, drawn in what appeared to be blood. This detail mirrored the strange events described in the book.
The fisherman eventually remembered the name—Hastur.
The same name Arthur Byers had muttered all those years ago. The same deity worshiped in Lakeside Village.
It was as if a curse had been cast—an unseen force pulling everything into place.
Lakeside Village: Investigation Field Notes II (2026)[]
After I had finished the first rough ordering of Lakeside Village disappearance, I found no sudden illumination, only the sense of having stepped deeper into a darker mire. Upon reflection I resolved to fix my attention on Arthur Byers: the sole child to have survived the vanishing twenty years ago, and later a second-time missing man intimately bound to those mysterious fern-like markings of Lakeside Village. He was like a lone skiff adrift at the lake's center; shit it but an inch, and it sends out ripples that feel less like water than fate.
Arthur Byers
Speak the name Arthur Byers and many will tell you of a young orator of modest renown, handsome in manner, quick of tongue, forever in demand at lecture halls and salons. His father, meanwhile, was the district's most revered and sternly upright jurist, Judge Samuel Byers. It was plainly no accident that Arthur's gifts in speech and debate were carefully cultivated under such a roof. Yet the pair, who by all worldly reckoning ought to have strengthened one another in public life, were in fact estranged, hostile as strangers, an enmity that did not soften even at the Judge's death. The town's talk would have it that Samuel, a man of devout religious conviction, severed the bond in fury after Arthur publicly endorsed some atheistic address-a detail on which I harbor doubts. But what I have gathered suggests the popular account is riddled with error. The true collapse of father and son, I am persuaded, is tied by roots that run deep to that earlier disappearance at Lakeside Village. The thread must be taken up, oddly enough, from a church embezzlement scandal.
A colleague of mine, sifting internal papers from the implicated parish, uncovered a peculiar notebook labeled Rite of Demonic Purification. Its author was a certain Reverend Ezra Magnusson. In its pages, he described a boy who had "returned from the lake," attended by a clammy dependence, delirious spells, and distortion of limb. The timing and the symptoms aligned too neatly with Arthur Byers' childhood ordeal to be dismissed.
With the address my colleague provided, I followed the trail north to a rural town and found Magnusson's present lodging, a cottage crowded with old books, loose manuscripts, and strange instruments of devotion whose shapes made the eye uneasy. He was near eighty now, bent of back and blurred of gaze. The scandal's aftershock had driven him to resign his post, and he had returned to his hometown to live in quiet seclusion. When I mentioned the notebook, his hand, polishing a copper mirror, stopped at once, and he raised his head with slow deliberation.
"You've come for the boy," he said, not as a question but as a statement of fact. The fire snapped in the grate. He poured me a cup of herbal tea so strong it bit with bitterness and listened as I recounted Arthur's uncanny disappearance from his apartment.
The old man's sigh sounded as though it rose from the bottom of a deep well. "So Judge Samuel's fear has proved true after all. The devil never left. Not once." Magnusson recalled that twenty years earlier, Judge Samuel had sought him out, declaring that his son seemed ensnared by something unclean. Arthur had only just crawled back from death beneath Lakeside Village's waters, his mind fragile and muddled. Hospital treatment had restored him to outward function, yet certain peculiar aftereffects remained.
By the Judge's account, Arthur would twist in sleep with a suppleness that mocked the human frame, like some deep-sea creature making a clumsy attempt at walking. At times, he would climb into a bathtub filled to the brim and curl within it like a soft-bodied thing. On occasion, he cut yellow draperies into torn tatters and draped them around himself. Most unnerving, he would stare for long spells at the hospital aquarium, his mouth opening and closing as his throat produced an indistinct whisper, wet in sound, as if spoken through water. Worst of all, the family found that he had used his own blood to draw on his bedroom wall a strange and baleful fern-shaped pattern. To the profoundly faithful Judge Samuel, such conduct could only signify possession. He therefore summoned the season Reverend Magnusson and begged him to perform a purification rite to drive the unholy influence from the boy. Thus came the entries my colleague had discovered.
Magnusson told me the rite continued, on and off, for nearly three months. He did not dwell on particulars; he said only that it was an exhausting attritional struggle. Holy water, prayer, silver, incense, every orthodox or folk method of cleansing yielded little result. Arthur's body alternated between icy dampness and feverish dehydration. Beneath his skin came sensations of unspeakable motion, as though invisible tendrils were rearranging his flesh. At its worst, Magnusson witnessed the boy's eyes gleam with a pale, inhuman yellow in the dim light. Fleeting fern-like markings surfaced on the skin at the nape of his neck, and even his breath carried the briny, stagnant stench of deep lake water.
Then, just as Magnusson was prepared to abandon all hope, the situation shifted without warning. One morning, the fever and delirium vanished. Arthur sat quietly in the gentle dawn light, clear-eyed and composed. For the first time, he smiled at Magnusson, perfectly, apologetically. The drawings ceased. The sleepwalking ended. His speech became logical and refined, and he expressed confusion and shame over his prior behavior. The family wept with joy, believing the long exorcism complete. No one noticed the terror and confusion etched across Magnusson's face.
"Do you still believe that Arthur was possessed by a demon?" I asked. I've heard my share of tales about exorcisms, but those so-called "possessions" are nothing like what has come over Arthur. Even Magnusson's face showed a faint trace of doubt.
"To speak plainly, I cannot be certain," Magnusson replied, his voice rough as the firelight danced in his eyes. "It was not possession, at least not as we understand it. Demons seek the soul, the corruption of the spirit. What afflicted that boy was more like a mark. It did not expel his soul; it reshaped his perception, his body, his mind, so it might better reside within him. It never left. Rather, it completed some form of union and fell dormant, awaiting the proper moment to wake. That much Samuel later confided in me."
Intrigued, I pressed him further, and Magnusson recounted Arthur's transformation under his father's watchful eye.
After the rites concluded, Arthur shed every trace of his former abnormality and became almost overnight the ideal heir. He devoured theological texts and legal codes, followed daily affairs with keen interest, and spoke fluently even on subjects such as art that he had once despised. At first, Judge Byers was ecstatic, believing the exorcism had unlocked his son's latent genius. But in time, he realized this was no simple recovery; it was a carefully maintained disguise. Arthur's brilliance did not arise from growth, but from the influence of that thing within him. Under its guidance, he learned patience, observation, and concealment. He donned a pleasing smile to harvest approval and support, climbing rung by rung to the heights prepared for him, only to discard the mask once he arrived.
"What did he do?" I asked.
"He leveraged his father's connections to enter elite circles, only to reject the judicial path altogether. He immersed himself in salons, banquets, and racecourses, consorting with aristocrats who had abandoned all traditional faith. Father and son clashed violently. Samuel, unable to accept his son's defiance, locked him in the study as he had in childhood, expecting repentance. Instead, Arthur set the room ablaze. The study, Samuel's life work, was reduced to ash. His father collapsed in fury; his mother cursed him as a heartless madman, and Arthur walked away without a glance. He never returned."
Only then did I understand that the hatred between Samuel and Arthur was no ordinary familiar right, but a clash between irreconcilable ways of knowing the world, one that admitted no possibility of reconciliation. It brought to mind the shadow of some vast, unknowable presence.
"Mr. Magnusson," I said, writing a name on a slip of paper, "have you heard of this?" When he read Hastur, his brow creased into a deep furrow.
"I have heard it from people of the Carcosa Foundation," he said with revulsion. "A blasphemous organization." He refused to say more.
Only later did I learn that it was through this very organization that Arthur rose swiftly, becoming a prominent young orator in political and high society. With The Path by the Lake as his calling card, he repackaged what he brought back from the depths as something perilous and irresistible. He spoke of art and beauty, of the madness hidden behind faith. His speeches carried a hypnotic pull, leading ever more listeners into a revelry that marched toward a point of no return. Arthur himself became a twisted doorway, an aperture into the ultimate and the chaotic, before vanishing into a bottomless pit.
These thoughts left me shaken. As I trace his name through archives, listen to echoes of his past, and attempt to decipher the meaning of those fern-like markings, have I too begun to knock, unwittingly, upon a door best left untouched? Is my investigation following the same damp, descending path he once laid, sliding towards the same dark terminus?
The cold air seemed faintly tinged with the smell of stagnant water. The fog around me thickened.
I sense that I am drawing ever closer to the truth buried at the bottom of the lake.
Letter Summaries[]
These summaries are found in the Character Relations menu after the letter has been received.
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Rewards[]
How many years the player has participated and completed the Character Day Event determines which letter they receive and the extra reward.
- If this is the first time the player has completed the event, they would get a portrait and the 2020 letter.
- If this is the second time the player has completed the event, they would get a portrait frame and the 2021 letter.
- If this is the third time the player has completed the event, they would get a dynamic graffiti and the 2022 letter.
- If this is the fourth time the player has completed the event, they would get a emote and the 2023 letter.
- If this is the fifth time the player has completed the event, they would get a portrait furnishing of the character and the 2024 letter.
- If this is the sixth time the player has completed the event, they would get a portrait and the 2025 letter.
- If this is the seventh time the player has completed the event, they would get a dynamic graffiti and the 2026 letter.
Character Resources[]
The additional in-game and external documents for this character include:
The Character Relations Web shows The Feaster's connections to other characters.
Personality Quiz Results[]
You are a mysterious person. Your reservedness keeps other people away. But people around you are in awe because of incomprehension. In fact, you are interesting and simple. You may be silent in a busy crowd, but the occasional 'punch line' reveals you are cute and adorable.
Character Day Questions[]
Only the questions and answers relating to his backstory were included here. The other questions not listed relate to gameplay.
- 2022 Character Day questions:
- Question 4: "Which of the following outsiders was taken in by the Eugenes in Lakeside Village?" Answer: "Volcker"
- Question 5: "In the horror novel "Lakeside Trails" which spirit does the author specifically mention?" Answer: "Water Spirit"
- 2023 Character Day questions:
- Question 4: "Who is the author of Lakeside Trails?" Answer: "Arthur Byers"
- Question 5: "What was the huge pattern that the police found in the private suite of Lakeside Trails' author many years ago?" Answer: "Fern pattern"
5th Character Day Clues[]
- A grotesque "entity"-madness and hope seep out from the wound-like gaps under the fabric.
- A tattered yellow cloak, an ominous yellow that reminds people of disease, absurdity, and decay."
- The child's shadow is frozen in a posture of "endurance," and the borders of the painting gradually blur.
- An indescribable body structure-damp, smooth, slimy, and surging through the darkness.
- The dried water stains form a mysterious pattern, and the foul smell unique to the deep lake lingers.
Quotations[]
- Chinese First Anniversary (2019) quote:
- "Blessings from the abyss, don't look too long."[4]
- Deduction Star 2019 quote:
- "Which mortal will answer The Feaster's call?"
- Deduction Star 2020 quotes:
- "If you sacrifice enough, you may get a revelation."
- "Don't get too close to me."
- "It is an honor to be influenced by me."
- Deduction Star 2021 quotes:
- "Mortals are banned from accessing the truth about this world."
- "We are surrounded by indescribable miracles."
- "Your fear stems from the unknown."
- Valentine's Day 2023 Cards:
- "(There is nothing written on the card, only a few smudged marks.)"
- "(There is nothing written on the card, only a few smudged marks that faintly seem like a symbol.)"
- 5th Anniversary Congratulatory Video quote:
- "In answer to your prayers, I have come to you this time with a blessing. Happy 5th anniversary of Oletus Manor."[5]
- 6th Anniversary Congratulatory Video quote:
- "Your prayers reached me.
Happy 6th Anniversary to Oletus Manor."[6]
- "Your prayers reached me.
- Deduction Star 2024 quote:
- "Having spent so many years amidst absurdity, mortals are fated never to glimpse the truth, lest they be plunged into the maw of madness."
- Qixi Festival 2024 Wishing Star quote:
- "(There is no writing on the wishing star, but it shows signs of having been soaked in water.)"
- Autumn Harvest Tavern Guestbook quote:
- "(Touches the food on the plate with a tentacle and nods in satisfaction.)"
- 7th Anniversary Congratulatory Video quote:
- "Faith is noble; prayers are devout. But remember:
Truth is untouchable, and even wishes have their limits."[6]
- "Faith is noble; prayers are devout. But remember:
- Deduction Star 2025 quote:
- "Is this letter a sacrifice or a prayer?"
- New Year's 2026 quote:
- "May every fool who looks upon my brilliance find eternal rest."
Reply Web Events[]
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Valentine's Day 2021 | "Son of man, blasphemy and singing love, Fall into madness. The holiday of this farce is also Let's get it in my hands." |
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Halloween 2021 | "It's a costume ... Kukuku ... Good boy. Even the significance of festivals and amulets is dropped into the abyss of oblivion, A child of a fool who gives up even the art of keeping that mortal life. Let's reign over my short thoughts. Well ... lead me to the feast of all the swearers." |
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Valentine's Day 2022 | "My beliefs need nothing to do with congratulations. If you're going to make Valentine's Day a show of faith to me, that's fine." "Do you... feel the breath of mine." "Pray for...power...I can feel it..." |
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Halloween 2022 | ｜⎠ﾟ。◦⎝｜ [Chinese]: "My devout believer... In the name of ancient custom, I give you the promised thing..." [Japanese]: "In Yellow, O pious son of men who glorify me. If you regard trivial customs as mine, then I will bestow upon you the promised goods..." |
Japanese Twitter Replies[]
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| Night of the Sacrifice (October 2021) |
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| Letter on a Snowy Night (December 2023) |
??? (Krampus) | |
The Feaster has been mentioned in the following documents for other characters:
Letters[]
- Naiad's Letter (2025)
Deductions[]
TBA
Backstories[]
TBA
The following resources related to The Feaster were, at some point in time, present in official websites or in-game after Identity V's official release, but have since been replaced. As such, they may contain details that have since been altered or removed from the character's backstory. Their related removal date will be listed at the top of their respective section.
Character Introduction[]
The Feaster's character introduction on the Identity V Official Website was reworded at some point before August 12th 2025. The following is the previous wording.
| Once a messenger appeared clad in a yellow robe prophesying the catastrophic arrival of a dynasty; this messenger was known as the Feaster, him who is not to be named. He is the embodiment of calamity and suffering, but those with curious hearts have always tried to seek him out in the hope of being enlightened and learning the truth of the world. |
Character Relations Background[]
In June, 2022, an unreleased Character Relations background story for The Feaster was found in the game files. This backstory was changed slightly before its official release with the Character Relations Menu update on August 8th, 2024. The following is the previous wording.
| There was once a yellow-clad emissary whose face couldn't be seen. He predicted a massive disaster befalling a certain dynasty. People called him the Feaster, or Him who must not be named. He was the personification of disaster and suffering, yet those who were curious kept on looking for him in search of some revelation about the world. |
Deduction Summaries[]
These are unreleased summaries found in the game files in June, 2022. As the released deduction summaries were removed when the Character Relations Menu was updated on August 8th, 2024, these have since become obsolete and likely won't ever be officially released.
| Deduction 1: Forgotten Kindness Numerous rumors circulated the Lakeside Village. Among them, there was one about a few children who went missing, and only one of them was rescued. Deduction 2: Markings Residents of the Lakeside Village all went missing overnight. Deduction 3: Befall Lakeside Trails is a popular horror novel inspired by the sacrificial rituals in Lakeside Village. |
Letter Summaries[]
These are unreleased letter summaries found in the game files in June, 2022. With the Character Relations Menu update on August 8th, 2024, The Feaster's letter summaries were officially released, and the wording of his letter summaries were changed slightly. The following is the previous wording.
| An Unsent Letter to Home A letter written by someone named Volcker to his family that mentioned irregularities he saw in the Lakeside Village. A Logbook of Wishes A logbook recording the details about the Lakeside Village rituals and the villagers' wishes. |
Canon Manor Game[]
We can gather who was in a canon Manor Game together by information in Letters and Diaries, and very occasionally from character quotes during events.
It is implied that The Feaster participated in Manor Game 6A with Arthur Byers as his Survivor Identity Switch, but this is currently unconfirmed.
Compiled Overview[]
Background[]
In a small Lakeside Village, the villagers were worshippers of a mysterious Lake God that was said to grant wishes to those who drop an offering into the lake. For a time this village prospered, and even a few tourists and writers made their way to this isolated place in order to see the Lake Spirit for themselves. However, they soon realized it was not such an idealistic place, as the children of these visiting families would soon go missing, but the villagers claimed not to know anything and only one child was found half-drowned in the lake by a boater. One of these visitors was an author, and inspired by the mystery, he wrote a horror novel called "Lakeside Trails" that mentioned the Lake Spirit and its cult in detail, which started a trend where people would wear the symbols. Sometime after, all of the lakeside villagers disappeared without a trace, and the town was abandoned. Additionally, the author of "Lakeside Trails" was found missing, with only a pool of blood soaking through the floor and strange symbols on his walls.
Alternate Theories and Conclusions[]
- The fishing village was secluded, surrounded by mountains and forests on three sides, while the lake enclosed the fourth side, and upon the request of Fiona Gilman it was under investigation by Volcker Berglund. During his investigation, he stayed with an immigrant couple, Eugene Hayward and Marjorie Hayward, who were not as devout as the remainder of the villagers that eagerly told Volcker about their god.[12] Despite thinking the religion was a scam, as he believed the wishes were granted by the cult leaders, Volcker continued his investigation and became even more suspicious of the disciples who wore yellow robes, dropped animal remains into the lake, and had secretive meetings in the cave. His last letter was to his family about how he was going to look into their secret meetings, but it was never mailed, and Volcker was never heard from again. Volcker, along with the couple he was staying with, were seen as blasphemers by the cultists, and were sacrificed and killed by fire (as only offerings such as of a virgin or children, or devout followers, were sacrificed into the lake itself).[13]
- Most likely, the missing children were sacrificed by the villagers to the lake god, and the god they are referring to is The Feaster, based off of the descriptions of the symbols and the dark shadow seen in the lake by Volcker.
- It is unknown if he only appears on the hallucinations as a "separate entity" to the Manor Participants or as a "Monstrous" Form of one of the Manor Participants during a "Death Match".
- Arthur Byers, the anonymous writer from Hastur's deduction quests[14] also known as Test Candidate 05-L-01-000,[15] is a member of the first Manor Game 6[16] who is theorized to the Survivor equivalent of The Feaster.[17]
- It is theorized that Arthur is somehow impersonating/presenting himself as Hastur, potentially due to the drugs used during the death games.
- In other theories, it is thought that rather than presenting himself as Hastur, those hallucinating due to the effect of the drugs simply see him as Hastur.[18]
- In yet another theory, it could be that Hastur is taking control of him to do things and making him forget afterwards.[19]
- In Hastur's 2026 Letter, the Carcosa Foundation that was mentioned is based on Carcosa, a fictional, ancient otherworldly city that is featured in the The King in Yellow and other works by Robert W. Chambers.
Gallery[]
References[]
- ↑ 1.0 1.1 1.2 1.3 1.4 1.5 This detail for The Feaster that has been noted as "Unknown" is an official demarcation, and not just a placeholder. This can be seen in his Character Relations Menu profile and his Reference Book files. To differentiate on his page, any truly unknown/unreleased details have been left blank.
- ↑ The Feaster is most likely based on Ambrose Bierce's character from the short story Haïta the Shepherd, which was published on January 24 1891. This publishing date may be why he has it as his Character Day.
- ↑ Backstory from the official Identity V website - https://idv.163.com/character/index.html
- ↑ Original Chinese: 来自深渊的祝福，别望太久。
- ↑ Translation by @IdentityV__Sub.
- ↑ 6.0 6.1 Translation by jaesti.
- ↑ 7.00 7.01 7.02 7.03 7.04 7.05 7.06 7.07 7.08 7.09 7.10 7.11 7.12 Translation by Pascal.
- ↑ According to a following tweet, "foolish" is meant to be a reference to Azathoth from The Haunter of the Dark, also known as the Blind Idiot God.
- ↑ In the story, the Nian beast is scared away by popping firecrackers (traditionally made of bamboo) and the colour red. The parent tweet especifically mentions "the beast" running away after hearing fireworks.
- ↑ Translation by Aruo.
- ↑ 11.0 11.1 11.2 11.3 11.4 11.5 11.6 Translation by @fc_idv.
- ↑ See Fiona's Letter (2020) which has Volcker's reports
- ↑ see Hastur's letters, the 2020 one is Volcker's last report, the 2021 is the book of wishes as well as a journal by a cultist
- ↑ In the Feaster's Deduction Quest #5 "Disciple" the anonymous novelist is first mentioned ("...An anonymous novelist has released a horror novel about the Water Spirit called Lakeside Trails"), while his disappearance is mentioned in Deduction Quest #8 "Our Fears ("...Judging from the items left at the scene, the suite belongs to the author of Lakeview Trails.").
- ↑ In The Feaster's 2022 Letter it mentions how "candidate 05-L-01-000 has visited frequently prior to the joint publication of "Lakeside Trails,"...[and] was quite lucid and described the events detailed in the book as being based on real life experiences."
- ↑ A writer who refuses to share his name is the Fifth Participant to arrive in the Priestess' Manor Game according to her 2021 Letter, which would make him 6-0-5.
- ↑ The Feaster's 2022 Letter
- ↑ This is due to the theory relating to the central digit of the participants' serial numbers indicating how/if they are affected by the drugs: number "1" indicates the participant being affected by the drugs while number "0" means not affected (the anonymous writer is 6-0-5, meaning he isn't affected).
- ↑ In Hastur's 2023 Letter, Arthur acts as if the other members of his game having godly connections is shocking, implying he himself has none. However, in Fiona's 2023 letter, it's implied the man she meets with is Arthur, or at least someone presenting as Arthur. Whoever it is seems to know more about Lakeside than the average person.
Deduction Quest Changes[]
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The Feaster's Deduction Quests were adjusted on April 27th, 2023.
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