--- Records of Truth Part 2: Night Events ---

First Twilight

A black-haired adolescent was relaxing in his room, deciding to get some much-needed sleep after the stressful day. An androgynous person who apparently couldn't decide what hair color suited them best was observing them through a crack in the door. When they realized the man was not planning on heading out that night, they decided to leave them alone. Aerith's Knight tracks Fynn, who does nothing.

While returning to their room, they passed by a man clad in white armor who was heading into the room right next to theirs. The armored man was met with the smiling face of a girl and decided to keep her company for a while, worried she might get attacked. When the man realized nobody was going to come, he decided to call it a night, casting a protective spell on the room before he left, just in case. Freya protects FFNut.

A few corridors away, a blonde man with a confident smile on his face was wandering around, looking for the colorfully clothed man who had drawn much attention to themselves with his creepy way of talking during the day. He found him in his room and decided to make some small talk with him, asking him a few questions while closely observing his mannerisms. They were soon joined by an older man whom both the blonde man and his conversation partner knew. The older man seemed interested in joining their conversation, so they talked for a few hours about their situation. Over time the older man gradually recovered some of his memories regarding the colorful man. qwertysaur and Fox investigate and identify Formalhaut respectively.

After some time, the men decided it was time to get some sleep, so the blonde man and the older man left the room and went their separate ways, both in a good mood. However, as the blonde man rounded a corner, he was suddenly met with the eerie, unsettling smile of a girl. He instinctively realized the person before him was not his ally and drew his blade, but it was already too late; the girl started chanting and the next thing the man knew he was floating in the air unable to move, and before he could react any further he felt himself being ripped apart. But even that feeling left him only moments after, and he would never move ever again. Scruffington kills qwertysaur.
Second Twilight

After witnessing such a gruesome suicide, everyone felt sick. So instead of sticking around and dining together, they decided they all needed some time alone to process what just happened. So they went their separate ways.

A few hours later, an older man decided to pay a black-haired young girl a visit. On the way he noticed a figure in blonde keeping an eye on the room from afar. When the older man asked what they were up to, it turned out to be a girl in men's clothing who recognized the older man. Thinking the girl wanted to make new friends but was too shy to approach the door, the man knocked on the door and motioned to the girl to come as well. The door opened and they were greeted by the black-haired girl who gave a bright smile as she recognized the man as an old friend of hers. Reluctantly the girl in men's clothing entered as well, thinking it wouldn't compromise her purpose in coming here. They ended up talking until late into the night. Aerith's Knight and Fox track and identify Scruffington respectively. Scruffington does nothing.

On a different floor, the man in white armor decided to pay a certain colorfully clothed man a visit. When he knocked on the door, he was only met with an annoyed grunt; it seemed the man inside was already sick and tired of all these people coming to visit him all the damn time. Deeming it unwise to test the man's patience, the man in white armor decided to just leave after casting a protective spell on the room the other man was staying in. Freya protects Formalhaut.

After that, he went back towards his own room. But just as he approached the stairs, his legs suddenly gave out and he felt paralyzed all over. Realizing he was about to be attacked, he tried to invoke a healing spell, but it was already too late; his opponent would not give him a chance to recover and fight back. And then it was all over. Fynn kills Freya. (Noctis is more cautious to not be seen after Garnet drew suspicion on her for being so direct the night before)
Third Twilight

Everyone was in low spirits after having made yet another critical mistake. Then the prince spoke up, suggesting that everyone stay together this night so everybody would be able to keep an eye on one another. The idea seemed favorable to the others and they agreed, if only to alleviate some of the stress they'd built up.

They all retreated to the prince's room, which was quite large and extravagant and could easily hold five people. But the atmosphere was oppressive and filled with suspicion and nobody could bring themselves to say anything. Before, finally, the black-haired princess spoke up.

"It was you, wasn't it?" she said, pointing at the girl in male clothing with an eerie smile on her face. The accused seemed dumbfounded at those words, after all it was her sister who was just lynched. She had lost so much and yet now she was accused of being the culprit? But as she looked around, she saw that the princess was not the only one who looked at her suspiciously. Everyone looked at her suspiciously. And then it happened.

All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain. She looked down and saw that a blade had pierced her body and was sticking out of her chest. Unable to even scream, she fell to the ground as the one behind her kicked her over with a smile on his face. It was the prince.

"There, now the culprit is taken care of, right?" he said. Then he laughed. And the princess laughed as well. Meanwhile the clown looked at them both with an annoyed expression on his face and the old man beside him looked terrified. "How foolish of these siblings, thinking they were fit to be leaders just because they are royalty. A true leader knows how to get the people's support! The only people here fit to be leaders are myself and Princess Garnet..." After saying that, the prince pointed his blade at the clown and old man. He stopped laughing and continued with a disappointed expression, "...but none of you acknowledged that fact."

And then everything ended. Cosmos was in tears, she could not bear to look at her warriors suffer like that anymore. But she couldn't give up. She couldn't let that be the end of it. She had lost the battle, but not yet lost the war. When a game is over, all that is left is to admit you've lost, learn from your mistakes, and do better next time. Surely, next time, she would not lose to Chaos' schemes. She still believed in her warriors.

Chaos laughed. It seemed he did not expect Cosmos to give up that easily anyways. But he was content. Cosmos had surely realized that her naiveté had been a mistake. Perhaps he would be able to enjoy some more challenging battles before finally crushing her in the end.

Fynn kills Aerith's Knight. All other night actions are irrelevant and thus skipped for the sake of time.