Prologue: Selva Oscura/Story Episodes
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I stood in the middle of a black forest,
my reasons and past all lost to me.
All I had was a clock that replaced my head,
and a bus that emerged from the woods.
In a black, dusky forest, I lost the way.
When I awoke, I was on a peculiar bus.
The man who introduced himself as "Vergilius"
showed me to the twelve Sinners I'll be
overseeing as their new manager…
I'm starting to get used to fighting alongside
these Sinners. Though, whether they're used to
my presence is another story…
Various possibilities emerged from
the Mirror. Faust says it's my job
to take care of them. Just who was I
in the past, and how did I get myself
roped into this…?
my reasons and past all lost to me.
All I had was a clock that replaced my head,
and a bus that emerged from the woods.
0-1: The Panther, Lion, and Wolf
Pre-Battle
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Wolf |
Do you see now? You can't run from us. |
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Me |
<You dare...interruput me just as I was engraving the ■■■■■■...You must be out of your...> |
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Lion |
Ah~If we're being technical, what out master has planned apparently isn't one of the City's taboos. |
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Lion |
It's just the kind of thing that...no one has ever dared to consider, you catch my drift? |
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Lion |
Huh, would you look at that... |
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Panther |
You managed to get a different head in so fast. Do people like you always come prepared? |
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Me |
<Kngh… Just wait ‘til I get the ■■■■■■… You’ll be no match for my…> |
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Lion |
Haha, I guess that new noggin doesn’t come with a mouth, huh? |
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Wolf |
Yep, ticking is all I can hear. You think they’re screaming on the inside? |
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Me |
<Ghaagh...!> |
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Wolf |
Hmm. It’s ticking faster, so I guess they can still feel pain. |
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Wolf |
What, they’ve gone quiet already. Let’s get this over with. |
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Lion |
Wolf, this is a place no one visits and somewhere none can see. What’s the hurry? |
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Wolf |
We must follow her teachings. We can’t drag on any longer. |
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Lion |
Yeah, but… Haa, this is the moment of a lifetime. We’re not gonna get a second chance to kill someone of this caliber… |
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Panther |
Lion, you have a tendency to grow too emotional during your jobs. I hope you show some discretion. |
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Lion |
Pshaw… |
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Panther |
It’s a shame—I wanted to have a look at your face. I reckon you won’t tell us where your star is, right? |
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Me |
<Like hell I am. I’m taking ■■■’s location to the grave with…> |
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Me |
<……> |
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Panther |
…Right. No mouth. |
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Panther |
Which in turn means… we won’t learn how to acquire it from this person. |
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Wolf |
Can I end them now? |
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Panther |
Sure… Huh? |
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Lion |
Hey, what’s that noise? Don’t tell me, Panther… did you allow yourself to be tracked? |
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Panther |
No, there was no one that could’ve pursued me. Perhaps a wild animal? |
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Wolf |
This is not the sound a beast would make. It’s… |
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Wolf |
A bus…? |
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Panther |
How did it even end up here? |
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lion |
Must've taken a wrong turn? |
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Lion |
Hoo, the price they’ll pay for taking the wrong road will be heavier than they expect… |
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Lion |
…! |
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Wolf |
…It bested Lion's strength? |
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Panther |
…! |
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??? |
…… |
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???* |
If my eyes are still right, then you will reach the harbor of glory. |
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Me |
<Who… are you? That nameplate… says… Faust?> |
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Faust |
You’ve lost your way in a dark forest. |
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Me |
<I’m… sorry, what?> |
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Faust |
Yet you were not overcome with fear. Why was that? |
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Me |
<That's…> |
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Me |
<I could simply… lift my head to find the star.> |
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Faust |
That's right. |
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Faust |
Now, repeat with the heart what I tell you aloud as you remind yourself of that image. |
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Faust |
Follow your star. |
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Me |
<Follow… your star.> |
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Me |
<Hyag… Ah— Aaagh!!!> |
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Faust |
Relax. Though it may feel otherwise, your heart is still functional. |
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Faust |
With this, the pact has been sealed. |
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Faust |
Dante, from this day forth, we are bound to your time. |
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Dante |
<What do you…?> |
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Faust |
The beating of our hearts now depends on where your hands fall. |
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Faust |
I hope you’ll make a fine leader. |
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Dante |
<"Our"…?> |
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Ishmael |
Is that really everything? |
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Yi Sang |
A single apple has fallen. |
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Ishmael |
…This guy’s still not making any sense. |
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Rodion |
Geeeez~ The wait was killing me! Finally some action now? |
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Gregor |
Well, I guess we could use a little warm-up. |
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Outis |
What is that wretch miserably writhing on the ground? Are they to be the newest addition to the team? |
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Gregor |
Uh… You might wanna watch your words… I heard that’s our soon-to-be boss… |
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Faust |
The attack must’ve happened in an instant—I’m impressed you managed to hide your head. |
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Dante |
<Who are you people? And what’s up with this bus?> |
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Faust |
We are bearers of justice who have come to aid you, and this is the magical bus that takes us wherever we wish to go. |
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Dante |
<Justice? Bus? I don’t…> |
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Faust |
Wasn’t that what you expected to hear? Either way, you’re better off believing us to be your saviors. |
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Faust |
We’re racing against time and the situation isn’t in our favor, so let me explain this once. |
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Dante |
<So… If I’m not mistaken here and I do as you’ve said, those total strangers will fight for me?> |
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Faust |
Correct. So long as you give them the right orders. |
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Dante |
<Alright, so we’ll kill these arrogant vandals dead…> |
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Dante |
<Then I’ll go back to where I was…> |
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Dante |
<Where I was, and…> |
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Dante |
<……> |
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Dante |
<What was I doing? Where was I when I did that?> |
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Dante |
<Something extremely important was upon me. Something I shouldn’t forget…> |
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Faust |
Calm down. It’s only natural to happen with your current head. |
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Faust |
You should focus on the struggle at hand, Dante. |
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Outis |
Clo… Pardon, I’m not sure how I should address you. |
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Outis |
Would Commander Clock suffice…? In any case, we await your orders! |
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Gregor |
Eh, do we really need orders? Seems like going one-on-one is the only way. |
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Ishmael |
Huh?! H-Hey! |
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Heathcliff |
Quit running off your mouths! We just need to crush them all! |
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Faust |
…Please do your best, Dante. |
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Dante |
<…There's no two ways about it, I suppose.> |
Post-Battle
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Panther |
I don’t get it. This is what Lion struggled against? |
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GREGOR |
W-Whoa, hang on! |
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GREGOR |
I know this is kinda weird coming from someone you were just fighting, but I’m pretty sure we can talk this o— |
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GREGOR |
……! |
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YI SANG |
This… |
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YI SANG |
…is unideal. |
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ISHMAEL |
Haa… I knew it was a ridiculous idea to put up a fight against them. |
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ISHMAEL |
…… |
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RODION |
Are y’all kidding? I haven’t even… |
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RODION |
…… |
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Dante |
<What the hell is going on? You said you’ll fight in my stead!> |
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FAUST |
We never promised to win said fights. |
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Dante |
<What…> |
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FAUST |
And, it seems that I’m the only survivor. |
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Dante |
<Oookay. So you were waiting for this?> |
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Dante |
<You have some hidden card up your sleeve, right?> |
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FAUST |
Not… necessarily a trump, no. Rather… |
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FAUST |
It’s about following the star. |
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Panther |
What is this, some kind of suicidal performance? Not the funnest lives to end. |
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Dante |
<What… what am I supposed to do?> |
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Dante |
<They jumped in triumphantly only to die like flies…> |
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Dante |
<Gah… I can’t remember a thing about the past since I repeated what she said.> |
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Dante |
<Is this… how I die?> |
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??? |
Tell the Serpent this, false lion. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Tell the Serpent this, false lion. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
This flow cannot be stopped. |
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Lion |
Grh… GAAAH!! |
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Wolf |
Red…? But why? |
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Wolf |
Argh… |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Do you know why I only dismembered those two? |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Because at least one of you needs to be able to carry the rest out of here. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
And you’re the only one left to offer them any help. |
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Panther |
…The Red Gaze. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Don’t glare at me like that. This is nothing compared to what you did. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
With wounds like those, I’m sure your boss will recognize that you did your part. Consider them a medal of honor. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Unless… |
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Man with Red Eyes |
You want this to be the end of your life? |
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Panther |
…… |
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Dante |
<Who are… Are you one of them?> |
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Dante |
<You’re too late, they’re already…> |
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Man with Red Eyes |
No one is too late, Dante. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
There is only one thing we need… |
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Man with Red Eyes |
A little time to rewind. |
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Dante |
<…!> |
I’m suddenly overwhelmed by a sharp pain in my chest, as though my heart were being torn asunder.
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Followed by flashes in the ribs, intestines, stomach, and lungs.
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Dante |
<GAAAAAAGH!!!> |
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Dante |
<You… Grgh…> |
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Man with Red Eyes |
You'll suffer aplenty from now on, Dante. |
0-2: Introductions
The man who introduced himself as "Vergilius"
showed me to the twelve Sinners I'll be
overseeing as their new manager…
Pre-Battle
| Speaker | Dialogue | |
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??? |
They’re being itchy-twitchy. Did they get up? |
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??? |
Awake at last. I would’ve been a tad bit disappointed if you croaked on us. |
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Charon |
Fresh morning. This is Charon the Bus Driver. |
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Man with Red Eyes |
It’s not morning, but I could guess it’s refreshing. How do you feel, Dante? |
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Dante |
<Well I…> |
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Man with Red Eyes |
Tick-tocking like a clock… Sigh, some language barrier this is. |
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Vergilius |
You may call me Vergilius… If you can understand what I’m saying, give me some kind of reaction, Dante. |
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Vergilius |
Good. At least your hearing is functional. Let’s ride, Charon. |
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Charon |
Now departing. Vroom-vroom. |
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Vergilius |
Do you remember who you were? |
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Vergilius |
I suppose you want your memory back. Am I right? |
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Vergilius |
Smooth as it gets. What’s to stop the rest of you from adopting this gesture-based communication? |
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Vergilius |
Any words of yours, Ms. Faust? |
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FAUST |
Faust will kindly turn down the offer. |
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FAUST |
I doubt we’ll have that much freedom over our own bodies most of the time. |
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FAUST |
Dante. |
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Dante |
<Dante?> |
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FAUST |
Dante is your name. The amnesia must be affecting you rather severely. |
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Dante |
<Sure looks like it… That doesn’t sound like a familiar word.> |
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FAUST |
You’ll get used to it in time. |
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Dante |
<Wait… You can understand me?> |
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Dante |
<The group that attacked me earlier—and that Vergie or whatever he was called—seemed to hear nothing but ticking from me.> |
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FAUST |
Faust can hear what you intend to speak. |
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Dante |
<You really can…? But how? I don’t even have a real mouth.> |
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FAUST |
Outdated ideas must be one of the side effects that came with your head replacement. |
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FAUST |
It’s anachronistic to think that vocal organs such as the cords or tongue are necessary to participate in conversation. |
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Dante |
<Anachronistic… Right. Never considered that.> |
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FAUST |
…You can limit the recipient of your words to one person, or choose to speak to everyone at once. |
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FAUST |
Ah, a little clarification: When I say “everyone”, I’m only referring to the Sinners. |
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Dante |
<Sinners?> |
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FAUST |
The people who have taken seats behind you… |
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FAUST |
And the ones who fought in your stead until moments ago. |
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??? |
What hooo!!! So thou art the final piece that completes our journey’s cast! How I have yearned for this moment! |
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??? |
Say, pal, where’d you sell your old cranium off? |
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??? |
So it was you. Thanks for putting my spine back into one piece. Were you a surgeon or something in the Nest? |
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Vergilius |
Everyone, quiet. Nothing is more displeasing than to hear a choir of noises. |
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Vergilius |
I suppose you all owe them a brief introduction. |
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Vergilius |
I’ll give you time to make yourselves known, starting with the closest one. Go on. |
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GREGOR |
Why is it always the ones in front that go first… I’m sick of taking any sort of lead now. |
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GREGOR |
I heard you were gonna be our boss, or… yeah, our manager. |
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DANTE |
<Manager?> |
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GREGOR |
Yep, which is why I was real curious to meet you, and… |
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GREGOR |
Uhrm… Hmm, tsk. Forming the right sentences is tough work. |
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GREGOR |
Dunno what you did with your old head, but I guess everyone has their story. |
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GREGOR |
I’m Gregor. We’re in this together, Manager Bud. |
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RODION |
Greg! They aren’t just your “bud” or “pal”~ You’re talking to the person who’ll make us filthy rich! |
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GREGOR |
Greg…? |
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DANTE |
<Rich? What’s that about?> |
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RODION |
Let’s see, what’s better… Dante! Don’t mind me if I call you by name. You can call me Rodya~ |
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RODION |
I think there’s a… well, good reason you became our manager. |
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RODION |
I’m sure. You used to be a big deal back in the Nest, right? When your old habits start coming back, we’ll be that much closer to rolling in the dough… Fuhu… |
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RODION |
Oh gosh, look at me keeping on. Hey, kid! It’s your turn next! |
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SINCLAIR |
Good day… |
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RODION |
Aw, boring~ That’s it? |
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SINCLAIR |
Oh! I am Sinclair… |
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SINCLAIR |
…I—Is there anything else I need to say? I’ve never worked for a company before… |
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RODION |
Well, you’ll learn the ropes in the coming days. |
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RODION |
‘Kay then, how about you next, nerdy pal! |
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YI SANG |
I am Yi Sang. |
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DANTE |
<…That’s it?> |
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YI SANG |
Mhm. No smoke or mirrors. |
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ISHMAEL |
Haaa… I can’t believe you people. Aren’t proper introductions the first step to being a member of society? |
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ISHMAEL |
Call me Ishmael, if you please. |
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ISHMAEL |
I heard you glued our bodies back together from pieces. I look forward to working with you. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
Sorry to disappoint, ‘cause I don’t care too much for fitting in. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
Name’s Heathcliff. Used to be a professional wrecker—for property and people alike. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
Not under anyone’s orders, mind you. I only did it to buggers that got on my nerves. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
So you’d better watch it. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
I’m deathly allergic to cocky gaffers who think they can boss me around. |
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DON QUIXOTE |
‘Tis my turn to speak! I am Don Quixote! |
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DON QUIXOTE |
I am a Fixer who shall sprint for the dream side by side. A pleasure to have thee. |
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DANTE |
<A Fixer…? That definitely feels like a term I used to know…> |
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DON QUIXOTE |
Dost thou wish to know what it is? I can answer thy question! Fixers are protectors of the City! |
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DON QUIXOTE |
Ah! Perchance thou mayst struggle to remember the City! ‘Tis— |
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Vergilius |
I believe I said this was for brief introductions. |
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DON QUIXOTE |
Ngh… |
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Vergilius |
Don’t make me say it twice. Next. |
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HONG LU |
My name’s Hong Lu. I hope we can get along well. |
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HONG LU |
Wow, and look at you! Isn’t that a fascinating head there? A popular model these days, I suppose? |
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DANTE |
<No, this isn’t that kind of…> |
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HONG LU |
It’s not of my interest, though. |
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HEATHCLIFF |
…The hell’s wrong with your attitude? |
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RYŌSHŪ |
It’s Ryōshū. |
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RYŌSHŪ |
Shūre’s nice to meet ya. |
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RYŌSHŪ |
…Pfht. |
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MEURSAULT |
Meursault. Please refer to me as such. |
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DANTE |
<You’re pretty polite.> |
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MEURSAULT |
This isn’t anything special. I’m simply behaving normally. |
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DANTE |
<I’m almost touched. Merci.> |
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MEURSAULT |
Yes. |
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OUTIS |
…… |
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OUTIS |
I… |
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OUTIS |
Please, I would never make my manager grovel before me. |
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OUTIS |
My name is Outis. I would like to apologize for my rudeness earlier. |
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DANTE |
<Rudeness…?> |
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OUTIS |
Haha, oh, please. Your generosity is a humbling sight. |
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OUTIS |
I knew at first glance that you have what it takes to lead us. |
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DANTE |
<…Huh? Sorry?> |
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OUTIS |
While most humans cause noise and friction as a result of confrontation… |
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OUTIS |
Some are able to reap mutual benefit from coming head-to-head. |
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OUTIS |
It could be compared to the relationship between a blade and a whetstone. |
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OUTIS |
I vow to serve you with unrivaled devotion, Executive Manager. My blade is yours to wield. |
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DANTE |
<Th-That’s reassuring… Thanks.> |
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ISHMAEL |
I’m amazed at how you can sing such bold-faced high praise not too long after calling them a “miserably writhing wretch”. |
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FAUST |
It seems I am the last. Faust is the name. |
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FAUST |
A genius with whom you’re lucky to cross paths even once in your life. |
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DANTE |
<Mmh…> |
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FAUST |
Sounds like you aren’t convinced, Dante. |
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FAUST |
Well, it’s fine. You’ll come to learn, all in due time. |
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DANTE |
<Learn what…?> |
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FAUST |
That Faust is indeed a brilliant mind. |
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FAUST |
When a proverbial tree falls, the fact of its sound cannot become truth when the outside observer fails to recognize it. |
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DANTE |
<Okay…> |
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Vergilius |
That’s enough greetings. |
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Vergilius |
Dante, let me explain your new occupation. |
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DANTE |
<You mean… as the manager?> |
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FAUST |
They’re asking if the job you’re about to explain is that of a manager. |
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Vergilius |
That’s correct, Executive Manager Dante. You will embark on a trip to the Inferno with the twelve Sinners who’ve just introduced themselves. |
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DANTE |
<The Inferno…? Why should I go to hell?> |
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FAUST |
They’re asking why they need to travel to the Inferno. |
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Vergilius |
Hmm… How about this: Treasure awaits at the end of the road… Would that suffice? |
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DANTE |
<I don’t… You mean I used to be a treasure hunter or something?> |
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FAUST |
They can’t seem to get you at all. |
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Vergilius |
I did not ask for your understanding, Dante. Nor was this a question of your willingness. |
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Vergilius |
You’ll have to listen to me if you want to reclaim your memories and original head. |
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DANTE |
<I mean… I do want them back, but…> |
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FAUST |
They’re hesitant. |
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Vergilius |
Ms. Faust, what will we do if Dante keeps on refusing to cooperate? This was not a scenario we anticipated. |
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FAUST |
Preposterous. Faust anticipates every possibility. |
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FAUST |
Dante, once you’ve completed all your missions… |
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FAUST |
You’ll be able to engrave the Aspect. |
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FAUST |
I can promise you that. |
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FAUST |
See there? They’re nodding. |
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Vergilius |
Good. Then we can continue. |
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Vergilius |
By the way, Charon, why isn’t the bus moving? Were you dozing off? |
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Charon |
A bus driver only snoozes at rest spots, Verg. |
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Charon |
Weirdos were hanging around in front of Mephi. |
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Vergilius |
I told you, Charon. If anything happens with the bus, you’ve got to let me know right away. |
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DANTE |
<Mephi? Who’s that?> |
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FAUST |
Mephistopheles. The name of this bus and the engine that runs it. |
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FAUST |
…And Faust’s magnum opus cordis. |
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Vergilius |
An ideal ferryboat to bear us across the Inferno. |
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Vergilius |
Wouldn’t you agree, Dante? |
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Vergilius |
Looks like they’re just another pack of dirty Rats living in the Backstreets. |
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Vergilius |
This is just the right time, Dante. They should make perfect targets for practicing your command. |
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FAUST |
Dante, I skipped over many details during our first battle. |
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FAUST |
We were short on time, after all. |
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FAUST |
However, we’ll be slaughtered frequently if no improvements are made to your strategy. |
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FAUST |
And in turn, you’ll have to endure senseless pain over and over again to revive us. |
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DANTE |
<Pain… Revive? You mean, what happened earlier was…> |
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FAUST |
Yes, we were brought back to life because you “turned back the clock”. |
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Vergilius |
I don’t believe that much is necessary, Ms. Faust. |
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Vergilius |
Save the chatter for later. Sinners, off the bus. |
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FAUST |
…Allow me to elaborate on combat. |
Trivia
- As of the release of Intervallo II, the 0-2 Pre-Battle story is the longest continuous piece of dialogue in the game, sporting a whopping 195 total dialogues and cutscenes.
0-3: Hit the Road
these Sinners. Though, whether they're used to
my presence is another story…
Pre-Battle
| Speaker | Dialogue | |
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Vergilius |
You’re looking much more useful than before, Dante. |
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DANTE |
<They all got away save for one, though. Shouldn’t we go after them?> |
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FAUST |
They’re worried over the foes we lost. |
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Vergilius |
No need for concern… That’s the direction we were heading anyway. Charon? |
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Charon |
Pedal touches metal. Up for an exciting ride. |
Post-Battle
| Speaker | Dialogue | |
|---|---|---|
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ISHMAEL |
Give me a second. |
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FAUST |
What is it? |
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ISHMAEL |
I joined this company because I was told that I’ll be able to advance my career without slowing down. |
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ISHMAEL |
But right now… it’s nothing but meaningless violence, like we’re Rats or something. |
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DON QUIXOTE |
I object to its meaninglessness! Those were evildoers who attacked us! |
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ISHMAEL |
Please, just—be quiet for a moment. |
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ISHMAEL |
…Anyway, if all we’re gonna do is beat up people under orders like hired thugs, I’ll have to consider changing jobs sooner or later. |
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FAUST |
Haven’t you read your contract? |
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FAUST |
…Resignation is not permitted. |
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ISHMAEL |
…Do you think the contract has any sway if it’s based on lies? |
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FAUST |
Of course it does. |
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FAUST |
There were no lies on it. |
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ISHMAEL |
…Huh? |
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FAUST |
You didn’t think Mephistopheles was built to be a mere means of transportation, did you? |
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Charon |
Mephi is always hungry. It keeps crying. |
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DANTE |
<The bus gets hungry?> |
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FAUST |
When the engine “ingests” fuel, it yields a byproduct… |
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FAUST |
Using that, you can grow more powerful. |
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FAUST |
I’m sure Yi Sang knows this well. When all possibilities are drawn from the mirror… |
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YI SANG |
There is no limit to one’s growth. |
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YI SANG |
Is the self in the mirror my reflection, or another being entirely? |
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DANTE |
<Possibilities…? You draw what, exactly?> |
0-4: Possibilities
the Mirror. Faust says it's my job
to take care of them. Just who was I
in the past, and how did I get myself
roped into this…?
Pre-Battle
| Speaker | Dialogue | |
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ISHMAEL |
I see… This is what that was about. |
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FAUST |
There’s no need to get impatient, Ishmael. As the bus goes onward, you’ll naturally… |
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Vergilius |
You’ll naturally take on more important tasks than beating the life out of random crooks. |
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Vergilius |
I know you’re eager to achieve your goals… but do try to have patience. |
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ISHMAEL |
…Tch. |
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FAUST |
Since this works by whisking out one of our limitless possibilities from the mirrored world, it’ll have overwritten a part of our memories. |
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FAUST |
You'll get used to it in no time. |
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RODION |
Whoa, hang on… That sounds a bit dangerous, don’t it? |
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RODION |
What if I’m no longer my old self by the end? Heheh. |
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Vergilius |
…… |
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FAUST |
Don’t mistake yourselves for the Ship of Theseus. |
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FAUST |
While it’s true that you borrow the identities and memories, the system is designed to ensure that you don’t lose control over your own existence. |
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YI SANG |
Different though your reflection may be, it is bound to vanish once you walk away from the mirror. |
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FAUST |
…How our capability grows ultimately depends on you, Manager Dante. |
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FAUST |
It is up to you to place the most effective figment of possibility on us at the right times. |
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OUTIS |
I believe that’s what you call a metamorphosis. |
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FAUST |
Yes, I suppose you could say that it’s a form of transformation. |
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RODION |
Golly, where’d you learn big words like that? |
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OUTIS |
I picked it up. My prior profession required meeting people with various occupations. |
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GREGOR |
Verwandlung, huh… |
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Vergilius |
Done chatting? |
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Vergilius |
Let’s make the way first. You’ll spend more time together than you’d ever ask for, so keep that convo for later. |
Post-Battle
| Speaker | Dialogue | |
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Charon |
Road’s clear. But Verg, Mephi could’ve run them over just fine. |
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DANTE |
<…Huh?> |
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DANTE |
<What did I fight for, then?> |
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Vergilius |
Calm yourself, Dante. |
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Vergilius |
It’s not right to ask a toddler to run when it has yet to take its first steps. |
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Vergilius |
You’ll need every opportunity to try and walk before you’re made to run. |
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Vergilius |
Furthermore… Dante. |
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Vergilius |
As the manager… it’s your job to “manage” your staff. |
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Vergilius |
And I… am the guide. I decide where we go and how we arrive there. |
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Vergilius |
Do you get it? |
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Vergilius |
Don’t argue with me. |
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DANTE |
<…How am I supposed to not question a stranger who can’t even hear me?> |
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FAUST |
…… |
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Vergilius |
I heard ticking, so what did they say, Ms. Faust? |
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FAUST |
Nothing much. |
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Vergilius |
Some verbose agreement that was. A nod should be enough to let me know that you approve, Dante. |
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Charon |
Now, Mephi, off we go. Woohoo. |
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Vergilius |
How’re you feeling, Charon? |
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Charon |
Extreme. Excitement. About to walk on air, reports Charon. |
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Vergilius |
…Good. |
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DANTE |
<So, where are we going?> |
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FAUST |
Vergilius, they’d like to know the destination. |
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Vergilius |
Sigh… I believe I told you that already, Dante. |
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DANTE |
<But just *where* are we going?> |