Clockwork Campanella | |||
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Albea |
No one can construct something without blueprints... In the same way that it's impossible to build anything without components. That's how the world works. I can't hear anything from the other side of the wall. My brother...is gone. I have nothing left. I can't...make anything from this. | ||
Albea |
... | ||
... | |||
Mira |
... (She's fallen into despair.) (The person she was chasing is gone. She's lost sight of her goal. She's got no hope left for the future.) (I know it's inevitable, but...) (But...) (Can I really do nothing but watch? Observe?) (Why did I come here?) (Wasn't I supposed to be fighting for the future?) | ||
Albea |
... Yes... That's right, I... | ||
... | |||
Albea |
I thought to myself, over, and over, and over, and over again...how badly I wanted to see him. | ||
Mira |
I know. | ||
Albea |
Yet I still didn't get to see him. | ||
Yeah. | |||
Albea |
... He always did as he pleased, didn't he? Just like me. | ||
Mira |
Huh? | ||
Albea |
I thought too highly of you, Magnus. | ||
Mira |
Wh-what are you saying? | ||
Albea |
He's pigheaded, stubborn, selfish, and a show off...just like me. Just like me! How...annoying! | ||
Mira |
(She's...) (She's crying.) | ||
... Heheh. You got that right. | |||
Mira |
(He's in pain, too.) | ||
Albea |
Hahah. You can't fool me anymore. I can tell. You're my brother. You're Magnus. If you say that you don't want to see me, then I'll stay away. If you say that you want me to live, then I will survive. If you say that you want me to forget, then... Then I'll... I'll... Unngh... Even if you say those things, I'm the one who gets to decide whether or not I do them! We're brother and sister, so you can accept that, right? Magnus... | ||
He would. Knowing him. | |||
Demonic Soldiers |
... | ||
Albea |
Look! | ||
Mira |
The Demonic Soldiers are coming! | ||
Albea |
Hahah. | ||
Heheh. How are we supposed to get outta this one, huh? | |||
Albea |
What was all that you were saying about winning it all in one burst? | ||
Guess he must've had a really bad hand. | |||
Albea |
Your luck is awful, Magnus. | ||
Mira |
(They're smiling through their tears.) | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
Groaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! | ||
... I've always been the one who had to take care of his messes. Now, here's a question for you. | |||
Albea |
Shoot. | ||
Here we have two battered people who can barely stand... | |||
Albea |
So we do. | ||
There are dozens of Demonic Soldiers, and more of them just keep popping up. There's little to no chance of victory... | |||
Albea |
As you say. | ||
What should one do in such a situation? | |||
Albea |
I know this one. | ||
I'm all ears, Miss Albea. | |||
Albea |
One should live. | ||
Mira |
Huh?! | ||
We have a winner! | |||
Demonic Soldiers |
Grrrrrooooorrrrrrrggggghhhhh! | ||
All right. Let's do this. | |||
Albea |
You're swaying on your feet. | ||
So are you. I don't think for a moment that we can win this. That's called...a gamble. | |||
Albea |
Yes. That's what it's all about. | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
Gyaaaaaaaah! | ||
Albea |
Ngh! | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
... | ||
They...stopped? | |||
Mira |
At long last... | ||
Albea |
Mira? | ||
Mira |
The time has finally come. | ||
What're you...? | |||
Mira |
Things never go as planned. | ||
Meaning...? | |||
Mira |
I believe that you cannot lose hope, even in the midst of despair. The present is built upon all of our past hopes for the future. Time is not an object for strong convictions and those who hold them. | ||
Albea |
Is that...the chime of the clock tower? | ||
We shouldn't be able to hear it from here, though. | |||
Mira |
I know now that this world isn't a lost cause. This is the result of your hard work. Driven by the Alchemia which transforms despair into hope... | ||
Mira |
The reasons that you fight and the convictions that you hold will draw their like unto us. The bridge formed by such convictions can only be traversed when the chasm between hope and despair is at its widest. Now is that time. | ||
Albea |
I'm sorry. I don't really understand what you're saying. | ||
Mira |
Well, to put it simply... I can do something to help! Now, and only now, for the sake of those who live in this present! I'll do it for you because you... You kept smiling through everything! Ungh... Unguhhh... Waaaaah! | ||
Albea |
Wh-what's wrong, Mira? Why are you crying? | ||
Mira |
I'm... I'm sorry. | ||
Albea |
Huh? | ||
Mira |
I couldn't do anything to help any sooner. I wanted to, but it was all a matter of time... There was nothing I could do! All I could do was watch...and wait. | ||
Albea |
That's not true, Mira. | ||
She's right. Forget about what's done. Just show us what you can do from here on out. | |||
Albea |
The future...? | ||
Mira |
I...! Right! | ||
I don't really get it, but I guess this means we're going on some kind of journey together. Does that sound about right, time traveler? | |||
Mira |
Yes! Yeah! You've got it! Space-Time Manipulator! Adrift in the sea of time, the pendulum stirs the depths of the waves. Gather where the light falls, that I may see you. Sea floor and cerulean sky, woven and unfurled. Be it chance or be it fate, we are chased by dreams both infinite and finite. Now, come! Chance Encounter!!! | ||
What in the—?! | |||
Lofia |
Wh-where are we? | ||
Phantoms?! Wait, no, that can't be right. | |||
Mira |
Chance Encounter. A space-time technique which, for a limited time, pulls together people who hold the same convictions from their separate times. | ||
Even people who have no idea what's going on? Isn't that kinda rude? | |||
Mira |
Well... It is somewhat random. | ||
It's a big help, either way. | |||
Nyx...? | |||
Mira |
What?! How do you know Nyx?! | ||
No, you aren't Nyx at all. Where are we? | |||
Lofia |
H-how did we get here? Just a second ago we were— | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
Grooooorrrgggghhhhh! | ||
Lofia |
Ahh! | ||
What in the world...?! | |||
I have no idea what's going on, but they're not our enemies, right? | |||
Mira |
Probably not! | ||
Yo. | |||
Yes? | |||
You wanna lend us a hand? | |||
Lofia |
Who are you, anyway, old man? You're suspicious. | ||
Heh. I'm not an old man. Call me Mister Will. | |||
Lofia |
Only an old man would want to be called "Mister." | ||
What?! The hell kinda logic is that?! | |||
Lofia |
Besides, Will is an old man's name. | ||
Oh, is it now?! Ha! Hell no it ain't! | |||
Are those...Demonic Soldiers? | |||
Now how do you know that, pretty lady? | |||
P-pretty lady?! | |||
Yeah, you. Don't you like it? | |||
W-we only just met! | |||
Was I being too forward? | |||
N-no, not at all! I mean, I...! I will not penalize you for that nonsensical statement. | |||
Anyway, it doesn't really matter who you guys are right now. We don't have the strength to fight them at the moment, so would you mind doing us a favor and helping out? | |||
To what end? | |||
Albea |
Our survival. | ||
Lofia |
Y-your eyes are all red. Have you been crying? | ||
Albea |
Someone very important to me just passed away. I want to live on, for their sake. So, please... Please help us. | ||
... Very well. I accept your request as reasonable and just. | |||
Lofia |
Cheryl? | ||
I need no reason to execute these disgusting products of Alchemy, believe you me! Moreover, by fighting beside these people, who are only trying to survive, and by experiencing this other time... Perhaps we can find out why. Why...you were killed. | |||
Lofia |
Maybe. Don't cry. | ||
Albea |
... | ||
Lofia |
I want to keep on living, too. Just like you. | ||
Albea |
I...! Th-thank you. | ||
Albea |
Magnus... I'll be back soon. | ||
Mira |
Albea, that coat... | ||
Albea |
It's a present from my brother. | ||
In the past... | |||
Magnus |
Well, just know that you can hide a lot in a coat. | ||
The present... | |||
Albea! | |||
Albea |
Wh-what?! | ||
Showdown! | |||
Albea |
Huh? Is this...Magnus' Alchemy? | ||
In the past... | |||
Magnus |
It was the first Alchemy I ever used as a Paladin. I imbued my uniform with it. | ||
Albea |
That coat...? | ||
Magnus |
I hope you know that it came from the bottom of my heart. | ||
The present... | |||
Albea |
Magnus' true feelings... Are flowing into my gadgets! What is this? This...power...! | ||
What the hell?! I haven't seen this before! | |||
Mira |
This isn't Alchemy! What is it? | ||
Albea |
This scent... It smells like...tea leaves! | ||
Sophia |
Oh, my! It appears the stars have reached you. Healing Polaris! The stars tremble and surround you. Shine, Albea! | ||
In the past... | |||
Sophia |
May I borrow it? | ||
Albea |
P-please take good care of it. | ||
Sophia |
But of course. | ||
Albea |
What are you going to do with it? | ||
Sophia |
Project the star seeped in memories upon the ice to reveal the trail. Also... | ||
Albea |
Y-yes? | ||
Sophia |
We will be needing a spell to make sure that everything goes well! | ||
Albea |
J-just make sure you give it back! | ||
The present... | |||
Albea |
I guess I owe her one. | ||
You'd better return the favor someday. | |||
Albea |
I will... When I visit her for some tea. | ||
Mira |
Whoa! | ||
Albea |
My gadgets' Alchemia is fully recharged. They should work now. The weapon my father made, the clothes my mother sewed, and Magnus' Alchemy... Boot up, Campanella! | ||
It's so bright! Is this...Alchemy?! | |||
Lofia |
It's so pretty. | ||
Albea |
Father, mother, Magnus... Let's go! It's family vacation time! | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
Grrrroooooorrgghhh! | ||
Ah, this is the true pleasure of traveling. | |||
Albea |
Huh? | ||
Nothing beats raising hell with the people you meet along the way. | |||
Mira |
We're not strangers anymore! | ||
Albea |
Watch this! I'm gonna show you why I'm someone you can be proud of. Cause I'm gonna win this in one burst! | ||
Later... | |||
Albea |
! | ||
Demonic Soldiers |
... | ||
... | |||
Albea |
... | ||
The ruins are in ruins, Corpse has run off... A fine mess this is, huh? | |||
Lofia |
... | ||
Mira |
Chance Encounter lasts only for an instant. They went back to their own time. | ||
Then I guess I missed my chance to thank them. | |||
Mira |
Who knows? You might have the opportunity again one day. | ||
Oh yeah? | |||
Mira |
If you live long enough. | ||
It'd be nice to run into them again. | |||
Mira |
Yeah... | ||
Albea |
I think so, too. | ||
Mira |
Urgh... I used up too much power. I have to go home. | ||
Albea |
Home...? | ||
Mira |
Back to the world in which I belong. | ||
She is a traveler, after all. | |||
Albea |
You're...traveling? | ||
Mira |
Yep. There was something I needed to learn. | ||
Did you find out the answer to your first question? | |||
Mira |
I did. It was worth the trip. | ||
Glad to hear it. | |||
Mira |
Albea. | ||
Albea |
Y-yes? | ||
Mira |
I agree with you. | ||
Albea |
About what? | ||
Mira |
I won't give up, see? | ||
Albea |
O-okay...? | ||
Mira |
Uh-oh! Now I really I need to get back! Bye-bye! | ||
In the end, she left without telling us who she really is or where she's from. | |||
Albea |
We missed our chance to thank her, too. | ||
Maybe one day, huh? | |||
Albea |
... | ||
Albea... | |||
Albea |
I'm all right. It's just... There's no closure. | ||
... | |||
Albea |
Here. You can have this back. | ||
The joker card I gave you? | |||
Albea |
Nobody likes being left behind, after all. | ||
Keep it. | |||
Albea |
But... | ||
I have one, too. | |||
Albea |
Another joker? | ||
When we were playing Old Maid, I removed it from the deck and forgot to put it back. | |||
Albea |
... | ||
Baggage from a long journey... | |||
Albea |
Baggage...? | ||
It gets too heavy if you're always dragging it along with you. Especially for people like you who just keep on adding to the load. The only thing for it is to pick it up and carry it. | |||
Albea |
Carry it? | ||
I'll help you along. I'll take my share. You have a home to get back to, right? | |||
Albea |
I don't have any memories worth dragging along with me. | ||
No problem. I'll share mine with you while we play cards. I've got a lot of stories about him, let me tell you. | |||
Albea |
About...Magnus? | ||
Yeah. | |||
Albea |
About the things he did? | ||
Yep. | |||
Albea |
You'll tell me all about what he liked and what he hated? All about his life? | ||
All of it. | |||
Albea |
I'll finally get to...see my brother? | ||
In a sense. | |||
Albea |
Hah... Hahahah... | ||
What's up with you? | |||
Albea |
You'll help me sort out all of these messed up feelings? | ||
Yeah... Something like that. | |||
Albea |
We... | ||
Hmm? | |||
Albea |
Do you really think that we can carve out a proper life for ourselves now? | ||
Today, I saw the line that shouldn't be crossed. And Magnus... He took away everything that would have been waiting for us on the other side of that line. Corpse's attention, the dark side of Alchemy, and the sin that comes with it... He took it all for himself in one sweep. Man, he really did it this time. He swept the whole dang table. He even made off with my fear of being taken out as I sleep at night. He was a masterful gambler to the very end, your brother. | |||
Albea |
I wouldn't have had him any other way. Mister Will...? | ||
Just Will is fine. | |||
Albea |
Hmph. Why did you have to make such a fuss about it before, then? | ||
Who else is gonna call me Will now that he's gone? | |||
Albea |
No more feigning ignorance. | ||
I won't leave you alone anymore. | |||
Albea |
Good. What a pleasant surprise to meet you here. | ||
Mira |
Justice, justice, justice... That's all anyone ever talks about. How boring. "The future of this world"? Who cares! How presumptuous of people to think that anything they do matters in the grand scheme of time! In the future... I found people who were living their present... People who fought for others. No matter the era... Even if malice should infest Alchemy, and the systems that govern it should rot... I want to keep on living. And that's why... I'm gonna keep on fighting. For the future of this world. | ||
You have a brother who is aiming to become an excellent alchemist. I'm sure he will become a great Paladin and a wonderful alchemist. He will be a brother that will make you proud. You must do your best to be a sister who can make him just as proud. This coat... My mother made it for me when I was little, for me to grow into. It's based on my brother's uniform. | |||
Albea |
When I grow up, I'm going to wear this for sure! I'm going to fix all of my brother's machines, too. Then I'm going to open up a shop! From cups to clock tower bells; it'll be a mechanic's repair shop, where anything can be fixed! | ||
Albea |
I'm back! | ||
[Thank you so much for your continued patronage.] [I apologize for the inconvenience, and thank you for your patience.] [I am delighted to inform you that, as of today, I am once more open for business.] [Signed: Albea—proprietor of repair shop Magbea] |
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