Scenario:Alchemist Astray - Chapter 6: The Acceptance of Self - Episode 1
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Alchemist Astray - Chapter 6: The Acceptance of Self - Episode 1
Nigredo has fully absorbed Cagliostro and gained her powers. The crew's only hope remains in Clarisse.
(Captain) and company stand bewildered, staring at a Nigredo that's assumed Cagliostro's form.
Clarisse: This... This is all my fault.
Choose: Get ahold of yourself!
Clarisse: But if only I could have—
Deliford: Clarisse! (Captain) is right!
Deliford: Save your regrets for later! For now we need to focus on the task at hand!
Deliford: It's not over just yet!
Deliford: (Captain) is right, Clarisse! It's not over just yet!
Clarisse: But there's nothing more we can do.
Deliford: There is. There has to be.
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Clarisse: No, this is it! This is the end.
Deliford: I won't believe that Cagliostro would give up so simply.
Deliford: You heard her, didn't you?
Deliford: She said she would hold on as best she could, so don't give up!
Lyria: Ah! Cagliostro did say in the past that she can survive for some time even without her body.
Vyrn: ...!
Vyrn: You're right! I heard it too!
Clarisse: Huh?
Vyrn: Geez... I thought Cagliostro really bought the farm for a minute.
Lyria: I'm just glad she's safe! And the seal seems to be gone. Right, (Captain)?
Cagliostro: Heh. Safe? I wouldn't say that. The death you witnessed in there was real.
Cagliostro: I did indeed die... or, more accurately, my body did.
Vyrn: Wh-what the? What's that supposed to mean?
Cagliostro: I was really planning on just lifting the seal on my old body.
Cagliostro: But you know, you gotta do what you gotta do. I just stopped using the old body and used it as fodder for my new one.
Lyria: Wait... What?
Cagliostro: Well, my alchemic power already exists outside of the physical realm.
Cagliostro: So I transmuted myself outside of the physical plane, created a new body, and then put myself right back in.
Cagliostro: Of course, a soul without a body is a very delicate thing.
Cagliostro: But if you follow the laws of alchemical and magical thought, you can take some of the life energy from surrounding forces.
Deliford: So if we can defeat that dark entity before it's too late, Cagliostro will be safe?
Lyria: That's right!
Clarisse: But how are we going to defeat it? I certainly wouldn't stand a ch—
Lyria: That's not true! Remember what Cagliostro told you!
Lyria: She knows you can help her!
Lyria: Remember her words.
Clarisse: Ah.
Lyria: She might have a lot of secrets...
Lyria: But she's not one to lie.
Clarisse: ...
Lyria: And if we were in your place, we wouldn't give up trying to find a way to save her.
Lyria: There has to be a way.
(Captain) gives a nod in firm agreement.
Vyrn: I believe in you, Clarisse!
Deliford: As do I!
Clarisse: Guys...
Harold: Clarisse. Your mother and I, the founder, all of us—we believe in you.
Harold: Are you going to let that go to waste?
Clarisse: ...
Promethia: Believe in yourself, daughter. You can do this. No one but you can.
Clarisse: But I don't know what to do.
Promethia: Think back, my child. There must be an answer in the founder's words.
Clarisse: ...
Promethia: Until you find that answer, we'll buy you as much time as we can.
Promethia: So please, Clarisse, don't give up.
Clarisse: Okay. I'll do my best.
Promethia: That's all we need ever strive to do.
Vyrn: Wait, shouldn't you two hide someplace safe instead?
Promethia: You think we'd abandon our own daughter? We're better parents than that!
Promethia: And I'm a descendant of the founder's sister. An alchemist in my own right.
Harold: As am I.
Deliford: Then the both of you will be in charge of protecting Clarisse.
Deliford: The rest of us should have our hands full as it is.
Promethia: Understood.
Paracelsus: Deliberate all you wish. Your doom shall meet you all the same.
Deliford: How kind of you to wait for us. Before I know it you'll be opening doors for us.
Paracelsus: Me? Kind? You're gravely mistaken, my poor soldier.
Paracelsus: I merely wish to document as much as possible from the now founder-infused Nigredo.
Paracelsus: It would be a shame if you lot are defeated too quickly. I wouldn't be able to extract much data from that, now would I?
Paracelsus: Now then. Show me all your might. A plain death awaits you otherwise.