Ah, Mizérable. Memorable for being Gackt's first solo single, and thus first PV, after being released from Mana's evil clutches Malice Mizer. The influence of said visual band shines through the Gacktness, though, which makes this PV stand out from the other ones. You'll see what I mean in a moment.

Setting the scene: A gray sky. Sand. Rough looking terrain. Mysterious hooded figures carrying something important looking. Whatever could be inside?

Gackt! This is what I meant by the influence of his previous musical affiliation. The vampire costume is pretty over-the-top compared to his usual appearance. Even Gackt isn't weird enough to seriously dress like this. Even if he does claim to be old.. vampire-immortal old...

Alternate Gackt for your viewing pleasure! This model stands around looking forlorn in a bright desert reminiscent of the ending of FF8. Yes, I am going to make Squall = Gackt implications in my work. Got a problem with that?! No? Oh, ok then. Moving right along...

Within the important carriage of mysteriousness, Vampire Gackt lounges around comfortably, while mouthing his own angst ridden lyrics. Oh woe is me. Angst, Angst, Angst. It's what vampires do.

Ooh, a close up of one of the Mysterious Hooded Figures! No hint of a face. However, this doesn't seem to be a Nazgul. It may, however, be a Nazgul cosplayer. Wandered onto the Mizérable set by mistake, I'd expect.

Gackt version the third. Collect them all! This one stands about rocky landscapes, flailing about in that manner particular to Gackts. Flailing is a defining characteristic of Gackt versions. Remember that, there could be a test.

Even the most lonely of Vampires must not allow his hair to fall out of place. Heaven forbid that palor from beyond the grave be marred by out of place strands.

Flail, weave, sway, wave, swing. None of these are synonyms of 'dance'. 10 to 1 Gackt doesn't know that.

And ANGST! Gackt-of-the-Desert version falls to his knees in woe. Or maybe in loss of balance. Hard to say.

One calm, green eye now...

One shocked, round green eye later! I guess all the flash cuts mean the Gackts have something to be surprised about. Perhaps their collective absence of dance talent.

Yes, I think I hit the nail on the head.
Gackt-of-the-desert : WOE! I am a bad dancer.

Gackt-on-the-rocks: Poor Gackt-of-the-desert. He wasn't granted my awesome dance skills.
Nanani: You go on believing that, buddy.

Lizard: *lizards*
Nanani : ... Whu?
Lizard: *lizards in a Gackt-esque manner*
Nanani : Lizard-Gackt. How special.

In keeping with the general theme of the PV, we now have a lone cloaked figure. Can't tell if this one is a Nazgul, or a new, never-before-released Gackt version.

The loss of a cloaked porter-type creature made Vampire Gackt fall down. That's the excuse anyway. In reality, it's simply that even when sitting down, any Gackt will flail his way to the floor. Alternatively, we could suggest that gravity pulls especially hard on overblown vampire costumes, but that would be too generous.

Mysterious hooded figures don't dance. They just happen to appear in a different location. Movement is not for the mere mortal to behold.

Vampire Gackt : Ah, but I know the secret identity of the Hooded Figure.
Nanani : Do you really?
Vampire Gackt : Well, you just said they weren't for mere mortals to behold. I'm no mere mortal.
Nanani : Right. Forgot. Do elaborate.
Vampire Gackt : I'll just send out another Me type...

Nanani: No need, the hood's off now. It's violinist in a demon mask. Poor You, having to wear a cheap demon mask. Doesn't exactly seem comfortable.

Forest-Nymph Gackt : But I didn't get to make my grand entrance yet! No fair!!
Nanani : Too bad, we revealed the hooded guy without you. It was You.
Forest-Nymph Gackt : It wasn't me! And it wasn't my violinist/guitarist friend that I love to make fanservice music with, either! And I want to make a proper entrance!
Nanani: Fine! I know better than to argue with a Gackt. Do your thing!

Forest-Nymph Gackt : About time! Now where was I... Ah yes. "Mysterious Cloaked Figure! Reveal yourself!"

MCFs: Shhhiiire.... Bagginsssssss...
FNG: Uh oh.. this isn't how it was supposed to go. What's going on? You-chan?!

You/Demon : Playing violin... can't hear the Gackt... Lalala...

VG: Time to take matters into my own hands. Mysterious Hooded Porters! To the woods!

You/Demon : Bah, Vampire Gackt! Little does he realize...

You/Demon: We are the Borg! You has been assimilated.

FNG : Oh well. I did what I could. Time to dance!

He calls it dancing. I call it flailing around like a dork. It's my website, I'm the authority. So ha.

Oh, uhm.. I guess he took that personally. Meh. See you in the next PV!

Gackt of Evilness: That foolish Nanani. How dare she make fun of my dancing?! I'll get her next time! *Insert maniacal laughter here*