Scenario:Grea - One of Mortal and Dragon

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One of Mortal and Dragon

The crew arrives at Grea's house, where the dragoness asks her foster mother, Heleford, about her real father. Seeing the conviction in her daughter's eyes, Heleford gives Grea a diary written by the dragoness's real mother, Maudie. The diary describes the story of Grea's real parents—a dragon and a mortal who commit the forbidden and fall in love with each other.


Dreams of her supposedly late father every night lead Grea to ponder many questions.
Is her father really dead? Why is he appearing in her dreams now?
In order to find the answers to these questions, Grea and the crew visit her house where her foster parents live.
Helper: Welcome back, miss. I'm glad to see that you're well.
Grea: Thanks, I'm back. Where's Mom and Dad?
Helper: Unfortunately, your father is currently away on business since several days ago. As for your mother...
???: Welcome back, Grea. It's good to have you back.
Grea: Hi, Mom. I'm back. How's everything going?
???: All is well, as usual.
???: And are those lovely guests behind you your friends?
Grea: Yep. This is (Captain), captain of a skyfaring crew.
Heleford: My, a skyfaring crew! My name is Heleford. Thank you for always looking after my daughter.
Lyria: Thank you for having us, Heleford! I'm Lyria. And this is...
Vyrn: Vyrn's the name! Nice to meet ya!
Heleford: ...!
Heleford: A red-scaled... dragon... No, I must be mistaken. The dragons of that land are of a different type...
Grea: Mom?
Heleford's soft smile suddenly disappears, a mixed expression of fear and confusion replacing it. Grea cocks her head, puzzled.
Heleford: Never mind. It's nothing.
Heleford: Well then, everyone. Please come this way. Let's have a chat over some tea, shall we?
Grea: R-right...
Grea: (Is Mom... hiding something?)
Grea balls her fists, determined to find out the reason for her mother's strange behavior.
Heleford: Now, Grea. You came home because there's something you want, isn't there?
Grea: Yeah. There's something I need to ask you about.
Grea: Mom, you told me that my father—my real father—died, didn't you?
Heleford: Yes... That's right. What of it?
Grea: That's what I've always believed, since that's what you told me. But lately, I've been having these dreams.
Grea: Dreams of a dragon suffering in a volcano... And I keep calling out to the dragon in my dreams, calling it "Father."
Heleford: ...!
Grea: That's not all. Ever since these dreams started, my dragon powers have gotten stronger all of a sudden.
Grea: And I think that this surge in my powers has something to do with the dreams I'm having.
Heleford: So you came back to ask me about your father.
Heleford: You don't think that you're having these dreams because of your powers, but that your powers are growing because of your dreams?
Grea: To be honest, I wasn't sure and thought they were dreams and nothing more... until I talked to you, Mom.
Grea: But when I saw your face earlier... It was obvious from the way you looked at Vyrn that you were hiding something from me.
Heleford: ...
Grea: Mom. Did my father really die in a fight against monsters?
Heleford: ...
Heleford looks down and remains silent for a while. Finally, she heaves a sigh and raises her head to look at Grea.
Heleford: It is a parent's role and responsibility to tell their child the truth if they wish for it.
Heleford: Wait here. There's something I should give you.
Heleford leaves the room briefly and returns with a single book in her hand.
Grea: What's that?
Heleford: This is Maudie's diary. Your mother started writing in it when she first met your father, and continued to do until the day she died.
Grea: My mother's diary...
But before Grea can reach out to take the diary, Heleford pulls it away.
Heleford: Before I give this to you, I have something else I must tell you.
Heleford: The reason I never told you about your father up until now is because that was your mother's wish.
Grea: What do you mean?
Heleford: The things written in this diary, and the things you desire to know... may be things that will hurt you.
Heleford: Even so, are you certain you would like to know?
Heleford's expression is that of a loving mother concerned for her daughter.
Grea: ...
Grea: Yeah, I do. No matter how painful the truth may be...
Grea: I'm not alone anymore. That's why I know I can take it.
Heleford: Very well. I see you've grown since I last saw you, Grea.
Heleford holds out the book and hands it to Grea.
Grea: Thanks, Mom.
Grea: Will all of you read it with me?
Grea: I want to learn the truth together with all of you. Please.
At Grea's earnest words, (Captain) nods and moves closer to the dragoness.
Grea: Thanks. Well, here goes.
With trembling hands, Grea opens the leather cover of the book and begins to read the words written in it.
The Xth of XX.
Maudie: Today, I found an injured dragon deep in the forest.
Maudie: Father said I should just leave it be. But the dragon saved our town—how could I just leave it to die?
Maudie: The dragon's name is Rendravve. He said he came from the land of dragons, Regnith, that's located in a volcano in the south.
Maudie: What kind of place is Regnith? You said it's in the middle of a volcano, right?
Rendravve: There isn't much. Only lava and flames blazing among the rocks.
Rendravve: No vegetation grows there because it is simply too hot.
Maudie: Ooh. Don't the dragons feel hot when they're living there?
Rendravve: We dragons were born from a magical shard that was trapped in the volcano, and thus, are gifted with the power of flame.
Rendravve: It's to my understanding that, for this reason, the people who live on the same island have a higher resistance to fire than other people.
Maudie: Wow... Does that mean flames can't hurt you and the other dragons?
Rendravve: No. Though we can withstand it, we can't nullify it.
Rendravve: Not even dragons can survive in fire for a long time.
Rendravve: Being enveloped in flames from a monster for an extended period of time would melt our scales and burn our bodies. But you've already seen that.
Maudie: Oh... Right. Your burns were really bad.
Rendravve: Though we can tolerate the heat to a certain extent, we still suffer from the fire of monsters. Dragons are not as strong as you believe them to be.
Rendravve: Are you disappointed?
Maudie: Oh, no, not at all! I was thinking, maybe dragons aren't so different from us after all.
Maudie: I always thought dragons were powerful and noble existences, far away from my own.
Maudie: But that's not true, is it? If you get injured, you feel pain. You're also living creatures with blood running through your veins.
Rendravve: Yeah. That's right.
The Xth of XX.
Maudie: Three months has passed since I started nursing him. Since his external wounds have healed, we've been going out for walks together.
Maudie: That's why I thought to invite him on a walk today too. But when I went to do so, I saw a dragon with red scales talking with him.
Maudie: The red dragon was telling him to return to their land. That he should allow both the mortal girl and himself to go home, now that he's recovered.
Maudie: In my mind, I always knew he had a place to go back to. But...
Maudie: But I also knew something else. I had come to know an ugly and despicable emotion that's preventing me from letting him go.
Maudie: A taboo among dragons?
Rendravve: Yes. In our land, it's forbidden for dragons to mingle with mortals.
Maudie: Is that because... your dragon powers can inflict negative effects on mortals?
Rendravve: ...!
So you knew.
Maudie: I'm sorry, I just happened to overhear your conversation the other day. A dragon with red scales came to visit you, right?
Rendravve: I see... So you saw us. Then I suppose there's no reason to hide it from you.
Rendravve: Dragons and mortals are too different—in our body structure, in our powers, and even in our life spans. Everything is different.
Rendravve: Many tragedies are born from these differences. Never-ending solitude upon separation. Discrimination and oppression from the other kind. And most of all...
Rendravve: There is a danger in the children born between dragons and mortals. They may end up taking the lives of people—their parents, strangers, and even themselves.
Maudie: And that's why... mortals and dragons can't be together?
Rendravve: Yes. It's for this reason that our ancestor forbade dragons to mingle with mortals—in order to protect both sides.
Maudie: But is that really for the best?
Maudie: I... I just can't bring myself to agree with it.
Rendravve: Maudie. I want you to live. To live and find happiness with someone who can pass time in the same way as you.
Maudie: ...
The Xth of XX.
Maudie: I've thought about it over and over. I've cried and agonized about it, over and over.
Maudie: But my sister told me that I need to make a decision for myself—otherwise I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
Maudie: So I'm going to do it. When I say goodbye to him today, I'll make everything clear to him.
Rendravve: Maudie? Those clothes...
Maudie: Hehe, surprised? This is the traditional garb that dancers wear in my town.
Maudie: You might not believe me, but I'm pretty good at dancing. In my town, there are many dances that've been passed down from long ago.
Maudie: I wanted to show you my favorite one out of all of them.
Maudie: We've spent all this time together, after all. Before we part, I wanted to present you with this dance.
Maudie: There won't be any music or bells here to accompany my dance, but this is something that I want only you to see.
Rendravve: Then I look forward to it.
Maudie: In the midst of the silence, I danced for him.
Maudie: I put all of my feelings into my movements, praying that some part of my existence will stay in his heart.
Maudie: I wanted to put everything I felt—both the beautiful and the ugly—into my dance before letting him go.
Maudie: ...!
Rendravve: Maudie! Are you all right? Are you feeling unwell?
Maudie: No... It's not that. I'm so sorry, Rendravve.
Maudie: I just can't bring myself to give up on you. I want to stay with you, forever.
Rendravve: ...
Maudie: Even if your father burns this body of mine to ashes, and rips my soul to shreds...
Maudie: I want to be with you until the end. To me, that is happiness.
Rendravve: Maudie...
Rendravve: ...
Rendravve: This sin is mine to bear. If I wanted you to be happy, I should have let you go sooner.
Rendravve: I am the one who tied you down. It is I who wished to be together with you.
Rendravve: I will bear your burden, Maudie. In exchange... will you give your time to me?
Maudie: ...!
Yes... Yes! I'd wish for nothing more, Rendravve!
Grea: A taboo among dragons... So the relationship between my father and mother was something forbidden, huh?
After reading through half of the diary, Grea's reflects on what her mother wrote.
Lyria: But the two of them must've loved each other very much. I can tell through your mother's words.
Grea: Yeah... Their love was true.
Grea: So true that they would even do the forbidden to stay together.
Having found out about her parents' hidden past, thoughts race through Grea's head as she continues to turn the pages of the diary.

One of Mortal and Dragon: Scene 2

According to the diary, Grea's parents elope and live out their days in happiness. However, upon conceiving a child, Maudie's body begins to deteriorate. In order to protect his partner and child, Grea's father, Rendravve, makes a bargain with an envoy from the land of dragons and returns to Regnith to accept his punishment for violating the taboo. After reading about this, Grea is convinced that her dream is a premonition of her father's impending death. The dragoness decides to head to Regnith to save her father.


Grea: Huh?
Grea continues reading the entries in the diary when she comes across something that makes her look up at Heleford.
Grea: It says here that you and Dad helped my real parents...
Heleford: Yes... I thought she would decide to stay with Rendravve, so I made certain she could set out on her journey immediately when the time came.
Heleford: Since I heard an envoy from the land of dragons would be coming the very next morning, I knew I had to work fast.
Heleford: Your dad was still only my fiance at the time, but he also agreed to help.
Heleford: He was the one who provided a carriage, passports, and disguises for your parents' escape.
Vyrn: Whoa... That's crazy. But was that okay?
Vyrn: I mean, they broke a taboo, right? Wouldn't you two get in trouble too if you got caught helping 'em?
Heleford: Of course, both my husband and I knew that what we were doing had risks... Still, we wanted to help.
Heleford: Fortunately, the envoy from the dragons didn't blame us.
Heleford: Compared to dragons, the lives of mortals are much shorter. Though all lives are precious, the value of our time compared with theirs is not the same.
Heleford: And that is why they pass judgment only on their own kind. After all, a single mortal possesses too short a life to bear the burden of a dragon.
Heleford: That is how the dragons see it, and why they decided not to pursue us any further. They said the responsibility belonged to the dragon.
Vyrn: I kinda feel sorry for the dragon in that sorta situation...
Vyrn: That means they still gotta take the blame even if they didn't actually wanna do it, right?
Heleford: Yes. I wouldn't be surprised if such cases have occurred as well.
Heleford: That's why Rendravve said that the sin was his to bear.
Grea's real parents knew the consquences of their actions, but they had still chosen to follow their hearts.
Despite their relationship being taboo, according to the diary entries, their life together after their eloping was full of happiness.
The room is silent as Grea flips page after page, lost in her parents' past.
Grea: Oh. In this entry...
Grea traces her finger over the words on a certain page.
The Xth of XX.
Maudie: I can't believe it... This is a miracle!
Maudie: Rendravve once told me, as rare it is, that it's possible for a child to be born between a dragon and a mortal.
Maudie: However, he said that for a mortal to give birth to the child of a dragon meant death. The mortal body is simply too weak to hold the power of dragons.
Maudie: But I don't regret it. This life is proof of a wondrous miracle.
Grea: ...
Vyrn: Having a child meant death? You mean Grea's mom wasn't actually sick, but...
Heleford: That's right. Like she wrote in the diary, her body began to weaken soon after she discovered she was with child.
Heleford: It wasn't something that could be healed. Carrying a child with dragon power in itself was simply too big of a burden for her mortal body.
Grea: No... So my mom died because... she gave birth to me...
Heleford: That may be, but still, she only ever felt love toward her child.
Grea: ...
And just as Heleford says, the following diary entries describe Grea's mother's happiness as her child continued to grow.
Eventually the dragon power affected Maudie so much that she could no longer get up or eat by herself. But she never regretted the situation even once.
Finally, the diary entries near their end.
Grea: "It was so sudden. He left me with my sister and disappeared, just like that."
Grea: This day... is when my father left.
Grea finds some notes scribbled at the end of the diary and slowly reads them.
Maudie: Heleford. Will you listen to what I have to say? As my sister.
Heleford: What's the matter? Does it hurt?
Maudie: It's not that. I want to talk about Rendravve.
Heleford: You're still thinking about him? He betrayed you.
Maudie: No, he didn't. He left to protect me and our child.
Maudie: I knew this time would come one day. So please don't speak ill of him.
Heleford: What is that supposed to mean?
Maudie: He's returned to the land of dragons to accept the punishment for violating a taboo.
Maudie: Dragons don't pass judgment on mortals. Even if he got caught, the dragons wouldn't have laid a hand on me, a mortal.
Maudie: But I was only able to stay alive despite my weakening body because of Rendravve. Without him, I wouldn't have been able to hold out for this long.
Maudie: He must've made a bargain. He asked for more time, so that our child and I could stay alive until I passed the child to you, Heleford.
Maudie: And now, to fulfill his end of the bargain, he's returned to his own land.
Heleford: If that is true... what do you think awaited him when he returned?
Maudie: Dragons who break a taboo will burn in the fire of the true dragon and suffer in its flames for eternity.
Maudie: That is the fate of dragons who dare to do the forbidden.
Heleford: What? Then, you mean...
Maudie: Please, Heleford. Don't speak a word about this to my child.
Maudie: I want you to tell my child that their father died bravely in a fight against a monster.
Maudie: Their life won't be an easy one, and they will already have many burdens to carry.
Maudie: That's why I don't want to hurt them any more with the truth. I want them to live happily.
Heleford: Very well... I will do as you say.
Heleford: But if your child ever asks for the truth and is prepared to accept it...
Heleford: Then I will pass on the truth, along with your diary, to them. Will that be all right with you?
Maudie: Yes. Thank you, Heleford. Then please tell my child this when the time comes.
Maudie: Don't be sad. It doesn't matter if you're a mortal or a dragon. I want you to live as yourself and find the love that you deserve.
Maudie: Just as I did, walk forward with confidence and be proud of who you are. Find and define your own happiness.
Grea: Mother...
The words on the last page of the diary blur in Grea's vision.
Heleford: That is the full truth. My sister thought about your well-being until the very end.
Heleford: Your parents understood that the choices they made may not have been wise, and they wanted to protect you from them by hiding the truth.
Grea: Yeah... I know. I know they did all of that for me.
Grea closes her eyes. After a while, she opens them again, a new light shining in them.
Grea: Mom. I want to go to the land of dragons.
Grea: In my mother's diary, she says dragons who've broken taboos continue to burn in flames.
Grea: I think the dreams I've been seeing... are a premonition of how my father is going to die.
Heleford: You are the very proof of the taboo they violated. You carry the blood of dragons in your veins—what if they see you as their own kind and try to kill you?
Grea: Still, I have to go. If my father is still alive, I want to save him.
Grea: And I think there's a reason for why I've been seeing those dreams.
Grea: I don't think they're only to tell me that my father's still alive. There has to be a deeper purpose to them.
Hearing the conviction in Grea's words, Heleford looks at her daughter with worry before slowly closing her eyes.
  1. We'll help save Grea's father.
  2. Grea's not alone.


Choose: We'll help save Grea's father.

Vyrn: We sure will! And maybe we can teach the dragons a thing or two!
Vyrn: Tell 'em that nothing's wrong with dragons and mortals gettin' along with one another!
Vyrn: I mean, look at me! I'm a dragon, and (Captain) and I've been together for as long as we can remember.
Vyrn: If we take the time to talk to 'em, I'm sure they'll see that Grea's father didn't do anything wrong!
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Choose: Grea's not alone.

Lyria: That's right! We'll go with Grea to the land of dragons!
Lyria: We would never leave a friend by herself, especially if she has to go somewhere that could be dangerous.
Lyria: You know, I have some special powers that other people don't have too.
Lyria: And those powers are capable of hurting a lot of people.
Lyria: But (Captain), Vyrn, Grea, and everyone else were still willing to be my friend.
Lyria: That's why I want everyone in the land of dragons to know too.
Lyria: I want them to know that it doesn't matter where you're from or what you are. We can all be together if we choose to do so.

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Heleford: Hehe. If you feel so strongly about it, then I can only put my trust in you.
Upon hearing the crew's convincing words, Heleford finally breaks into a smile.
Heleford: Before you set out for the land of dragons, I have a gift for you, Grea.
Grea: A gift? What is it?
Heleford: Come with me. The rest of you, please stay here and look forward to a pleasant surprise.
Heleford and one of the helpers lead a puzzled Grea out of the drawing room.
After some time.
Heleford: I apologize for the wait.
Heleford: Now, Grea. It's time to show everyone.
Grea: O-okay...
Prompted by Heleford, Grea steps out from behind the door, clad in a shining, white dress.
Lyria: Wow! You look beautiful, Grea!
Grea: Y-you think so? It's kind of embarrassing...
Vyrn: So that's what you wanted to give Grea!
Heleford: Yes. This is the dance garb that Maudie, Grea's mother, once wore.
Heleford: She was dressed in this garb when she danced for Grea's father, Rendravve, as an expression of her feelings.
Heleford: I wanted to give this to you, Grea, in hopes that your mother's courage can also be passed on to you through this dress.
Grea: This was... my mother's garb?
Grea takes a deep breath, bringing both Heleford's and her late mother's wishes close to her heart.
Grea: Mom. I'll definitely come back. Together with my father.
Heleford: I'll be waiting. Be careful, Grea.
Grea and Heleford exchange a tight hug. Finally, Grea straightens up, her eyes lit with determination.
With her dear friends close by for support, the dragoness is ready to depart for the land of dragons to rescue her father.

One of Mortal and Dragon: Scene 3

The crew head to Regnith, where they encounter the dragon king's envoy, Regaturm. Regaturm tells Grea she must go through a test as one of mortal and dragon origins. During the test, Grea is attacked by a shadow that resembles herself and fights it, eventually realizing that the shadow is, in fact, the dragon power inside her. She accepts the power as a part of herself and successfully passes the test. As promised, Regaturm takes the crew to where Rendravve is imprisoned—the Cage of Atonement.


Vyrn: There's the dragon roar again... Is it just me, or is it gettin' louder and louder?
Arriving at the volcano where the land of dragons is located, (Captain) and company can't help but be intimidated by the ferocious roars.
Grea: ...
Lyria: You don't look that well, Grea... This must be stressful for you.
Grea: I'm not stressed, but... it does feel strange, like I've come back to a place I used to know...
Grea: Is it because of my dragon blood? I've never been here before, but somehow, it gives off a nostalgic feeling.
Grea gives a strained smile. She takes a deep breath to calm herself down.
Grea: All right. Let's get going.
Vyrn: You got it! Stay alert, everyone!
Lyria: Right! Let's go and save Grea's father!
The crew nod at one another and step forward, ready to head for the land of dragons, when a loud roar pierces the hot air.
Lyria: Eeek!
Vyrn: Wh-what the!
Just as they realize that the roar had sounded from above them, the captain, Lyria, and Vyrn are suddenly lifted high into the air.
In a panic, (Captain) looks up to see a dragon with wings and a tail similar to that of Grea's.
Grea: Hang on, everyone!
Grea holds out her fists, preparing to save her friends, when the dragon lands in front of her.
???: Bare not your fangs, forbidden child.
Regaturm: My name is Regaturm, one who serves the dragon king and protects this land in his stead.
Regaturm: Do as I say and I swear on the name of our ancestor that I will not raise a claw against you.
Vyrn: You came outta nowhere! You think we're gonna just follow whatever you say?
Grea: Wait. we're not here to cause any harm. I just want to...
Regaturm: Forbidden child. I am well aware of the reason you came to this land.
Regaturm: If you wish to find the information you seek, then it would be to your advantage to follow my guidance.
Grea: All right. If that's how it must be, then we'll do as you say.
Regaturm: Good. Now, come with me. The king and our ancestor are watching—take care you do not do anything foolish.
Regaturm unfurls his wings to prove his point. Grea and the others quietly follow after him and proceed into dragon territory.
As they pass by other dragons on their way, Grea can feel all of their eyes on her. She looks straight ahead, ignoring their looks of disgust.
Grea: This place...
After walking for some time, they reach an open space where the whitened skeletons of dragons are scattered.
Regaturm: Forbidden child. Under the direct orders of the dragon king, we must ascertain your spirit and dragon powers here first.
Grea: Is this a test?
Regaturm: Indeed. Here rests the remains of those much like you...
Regaturm: Dragonewts—those of both dragon and mortal origins. And this is what became of their existences.
Grea: ...!
Regaturm: Dragonewts are vessels born with bodies ill-suited for the vast power that dragons wield.
Regaturm: These vessels, unable to bear the power that grows stronger as the days and years pass, eventually lose their reasoning and mutate into destructive agents.
Regaturm: Self-destruction would still be manageable. However, if their destruction means the sacrifices of others, then they must be disposed of before such tragedy happens.
Grea: And that's why I have to go through a test... just like all of the dragonewts here?
Regaturm: Your quick comprehension is appreciated. Here, we will awaken the power that sleeps within you and forcefully remove the constraints that suppress them.
Regaturm: If you can preserve yourself and accept the awakened power without being overcome by it, then we shall grant you what you seek.
Grea: ...
Regaturm: Should you wish to turn back, we will not stop you. You may live or die as you please.
Regaturm: However, know that you will not be permitted on our land ever again. And in the event that you, too, become an agent of destruction...
Regaturm: As members of the same kind, we will obliterate you—and any mortal that should defend you.
Regaturm: Now, you must decide, forbidden child and dragonewt.
Grea: Fine. I accept the test.
Lyria: Grea! It's too dangerous!
Grea: It'll be okay, Lyria.
Grea: I don't want any of the people I love get hurt.
Grea: That's why I'm going to get through this test. I'll overcome it and reverse this fate.
Regaturm: I see. So that is your answer.
Seeing Grea's resolution, Regaturm hands the dragoness a glowing, red orb.
Regaturm: Channel your power into this orb, and it will resonate with the blood running in your veins and release your power from its constraints.
Grea: Okay.
As the crew watch from the side with worried expressions, Grea takes her eyes off the orb briefly to smile at them.
Grea: Don't worry. I'll come back in one piece—I promise.
Grea closes her eyes, and a vortex of dragon power begins to swirl around her.
Grea: H-hngh...
Grea: (Is this... what true dragon power is like? My body feels like it's getting ripped apart!)
Grea tries to suppress the power rising up from within the depths of her body.
But the pain accompanying the power causes her to slowly lose consciousness.
Grea: Augh...
Grea: Aaaah!
Lyria: Grea!
Vyrn: Pianista!
The crew's panicked cries from afar reach Grea's ears, just before she succumbs to the darkness.
Grea: Where... am I?
???: Grrr...
Grea: Who's there!
???: Graaah!
Grea: ...!
Grea: Who are you?
Dodging the attack by a hair's breadth, Grea peers into the darkness before widening her eyes in shock.
???: ...
Grea: It's... me?
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: Ugh... What are you? Why do you look like me?
Grea: ...!
Doesn't look like we can just talk this over...
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: Haaah!
Grea and her alter ego exchange blows, attacking and dodging again and again.
The sound of their claws echoes through the quiet darkness.
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: Ugh! Pant, pant...
Grea: (Why does this feel off? What I'm sensing from the shadow is definitely dragon power—)
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: Ugh... Aah!
In the split-second that Grea is distracted with her thoughts, she fails to avoid the shadow's attack and is flung back.
Grea's Shadow: Huff...
Grea: Ngh...
Grea struggles to pick herself up from the ground, but the other Grea is already above her, ready to swing her arm down.
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: Augh... Aaaah!
Grea: (Pathetic... I can't do anything by myself...)
Grea: (I'm so useless...)
Grea's Shadow: Grrr...
Grea looks up, her world sliding, and sees her other self raising her arm overhead for another blow. The dragoness closes her eyes, her willpower draining from her.
Vyrn's Voice: Hey, Pianista! Don't lose to that thing!
Vyrn's Voice: You gotta take control of your dragon powers! We're gonna go save your dad, aren't we?
Lyria's Voice: That's right! And you promised us that you'll definitely come back!
Lyria's Voice: So...
Lyria's Voice: Come back to us, Grea!
Grea: ...!
Grea's Shadow: Grrr!
Grea: Yeah... I promised them. I said I'd be back!
Grea: I can't lose here! I can't lose to you!
Grea's Shadow: Grrr!
Grea: Haaah!
In the moment her alter ego falters, Grea takes the chance to deal a blow with all the strength she can muster.
Grea's Shadow: Graaah!
Grea: You're finished!
Before her other self can get up, Grea jumps on top of her and raises her own arm above her head.
She is about to swing her arm down when she realizes something.
Grea: ...!
Bared fangs. A right arm glowing with a golden radiance as flames wrap around it.
Crimson eyes that flash with murderous intent.
This fiend with the eyes of a beast, clad in the same appearance as herself—Grea finally realizes its true identity.
Grea: I get it now. You're... me. You're the dragon power that resides within me.
Grea: You're the destructive urge inside me. My dragon self.
Grea's Shadow: Grr...
The shadow growls as if to affirm the dragoness's realization. Grea lowers her arm and slowly takes her alter ego's hand.
Grea: I understand now. This dragon power... It's a part of me.
Grea: I'm you, and you're me. Both mortal and dragon. Both make me.
Grea: I'm sorry I didn't realize until now.
Grea's Shadow: Aah...
Suddenly, the other Grea's body begins to shine, and the area is enveloped in a white light.
Meanwhile, in the time Grea was struggling with her other self...
Grea: Aaaah!
Regaturm: It appears this is the end for her.
As the vortex around Grea expands, (Captain) and the others are taken up into the air by the dragons for safety.
Lyria: Please, wait! Grea hasn't lost to her power yet!
Regaturm: At this rate, there is a possibility that her dragon power will stimulate the volcano, causing damage to the entire island.
Regaturm: No, there was never room for possibilities. After all, dragonewts are naught but creatures that are fated for tragedy.
Regaturm: That is why our ancestors forbade the mingling of mortals and dragons. It was to prevent such tragedies.
Regaturm: For a child, blessed in its own existence, to have to bear the burden of inevitable destruction... It is a fate too cruel.
Lyria: Regaturm...
At Regaturm's mournful whisper, Lyria struggles to find the right words to say. She closes her eyes sadly.
Regaturm: Rest assured. I will ensure that she does not suffer for long...
In that moment, a small light flashes and fills the area.
Regaturm: Could it be? I don't believe it!
Eventually, the light fades.
(Captain)'s eyes open to a calm surrounding, the vortex from earlier nowhere to be seen.
Grea: ...
Grea: Where... Oh. I'm back...
Grea: My body feels light... The dragon power was overwhelming before, but now, I feel so in tune with it.
Grea looks down to examine her own body when the heavy flutter of wings reaches her ears.
Lyria: Grea! Are you all right? Are you hurt anywhere?
Vyrn: Boy, you got me sweatin' back there. But I knew you'd pull through, Pianista!
Grea: Sorry I made all of you worry. To be honest... I almost didn't make it.
Grea: But I heard your voices... and that gave me the courage I needed to come back.
  1. Welcome back, Grea.


Choose: Welcome back, Grea.

Grea: Thanks. I'm back.
The crew smile, relieved to see their friend safe and sound. In response, a gentle smile spreads across Grea's face.
Grea shifts her gaze to the dragon standing behind (Captain) and the others.
Grea: I've completed the test as you requested. So, please... let me see my father.
Regaturm: In accordance with the king's wishes, I shall lead you to the Cage of Atonement—the place of judgment established by our ancestor.
At Regaturm's words, the gate at the far end opens, revealing a narrow path ahead.
Grea's heart pounds at the thought of reuniting with her father as she follows behind Regaturm.

One of Mortal and Dragon: Scene 4

Grea is finally reunited with her father in the Cage of Atonement when the true dragon Scandinave suddenly appears before them. Scandinave tells Grea and Rendravve that he has seen the possibility of happiness between dragons and mortals through them, recognizing Grea for her bravery and pardoning Rendravve of his crime. Grea's father is released from the prison, and the dragoness promises to visit Regnith again before setting out into the blue skies once more.


Grea, (Captain), and company follow Regaturm down the path beyond the gate.
Vyrn: So what kinda place is this Cage of Atonement anyway?
Regaturm: It is a place for dragons who have mingled with mortals and violated the taboo, dragons who have attacked other dragons, and dragons who refuse to obey our king.
Regaturm: Such dragons are kept in this place, where their spirits burn in the flames of our ancestor until they die. It is a place of endless suffering.
With no chance of leaving the place again once thrown into it, the cage meant death.
As such, to those living in the land of dragons, all dragons imprisoned in the cage are considered dead.
Regaturm: However, one day, our king issued an order.
The king stated that the child of Rendravve will surely visit their land in due time under the guidance of the true dragon, father of all dragons.
And if the child is able to pass the test with her own power, then she is to be led to the Cage of Atonement as she desires, for that is the ancestor's wish.
And now, following the king's orders, Regaturm leads them down the path to the cage. Finally, the dragon stops at a large, stone wall.
Grea: So this is the Cage of Atonement...
Grea: I can feel it. Father... He's just past this wall.
Regaturm: Unfortunately, this stone door will not open until the dragon inside breathes its last.
Grea: That can't be!
Frustrated, Grea puts her hand on the wall, clenching it into a fist. Regaturm looks at her quietly.
Regaturm: The Cage of Atonement is a prison from which one can never escape until their death. However...
Grea: Is there a way... to open it?
Regaturm: Dragonians—those with royal dragon blood running in their veins who possess the power of our ancestor—are capable of doing so.
Regaturm: You see, your father, Rendravve, is the king's biological son.
Regaturm: As the child of Rendravve, there is no doubt that royal blood runs in you—the blood of a dragonian.
Grea: Does that mean that since I'm my father's daughter, I can open this door?
Regaturm: There is no such proof. But if this, too, is the will of our ancestor, then it is likely that you are capable of such a deed.
Grea: As long as there's still hope... I'll give it a try.
Regaturm: I see. Very well.
Regaturm: Then stand in front of the stone door and close your eyes. Feel the power within the blood that circulates through your body.
Regaturm: Once you have found it, entrust yourself to the power. Let your consciousness flow with it, like a leaf in the river.
Grea: Okay...
Grea follows Regaturm's instructions and searches for the flow of power inside herself.
Grea: (There it is. This is what they call dragonian blood...)
Grea: (It feels strange... Like an impulse that's trying to awaken something in me. It's so warm and gentle...)
A warmth spreads from her fingertips to the rest of her body. Grea yields to it, allowing the impulse to move her body.
Her body begins to twist and turn in a strong and beautiful dragon dance.
Lyria: It's lovely... The sparks around her are making her glow...
Vyrn: And those sparks aren't just fire. They're her dragon power...
Sparks fly around Grea as she dances, lighting up the area. (Captain) is positively speechless, entranced by the wondrous spectacle.
Finally, Grea's dance comes to a finish, and the particles of light melt away.
Vyrn: Wh-what's happening!
Lyria: The stone door... It moved!
The crew hear a rumbling, and the stone wall in front of them slowly begins to move.
They peer through the crack to see a large figure lying on the ground beyond the door.
Grea: Father!
Without waiting for the door to fully open, Grea squeezes herself through the crack and rushes toward the collapsed dragon.
Grea: Father! Hang in there, Father!
Rendravve: Maudie? No... That power...
Rendravve: Ah... You must be... Grea.
Grea: ...!
You know my name?
Rendravve: Of course... Before you were born... she told me.
Rendravve: Grea... A shining light... that dispels the dark and paves a way to the future... That's what she wished for you to be...
Rendravve: You've grown... so much... Into a beautiful young woman... just as your mother was...
Tears fall from the dragon's eyes.
Grea: ...!
Oh, Father... I'm so glad we can finally meet!
Grea wraps her arms around the dragon's neck, and Rendravve returns the gesture, enveloping his daughter with his battered wings.
Lyria: Sniff... Oh, Grea... This is so wonderful...
Regaturm: It truly is.
The crew break into smiles, touched by the heartwarming scene between father and daughter.
However, their reunion is cut short.
Grea: ...!
What was that?
A sudden roar echoes across the area, and flames begin to whip around the cage before forming the shape of a dragon.
Rendravve: ...!
That is... our ancestor... The true dragon Scandinave!
At the sound of his name, an enormous dragon steps out from the flames and looks down at Grea and her father.
Scandinave: ...
Grea: So you're the true dragon... The ancestor of all the dragons in this land...
Scandinave: Answer me, child. Why did you come here? What is it that you seek?
Grea: In my dreams, I saw my father suffering... and I wanted to help him. That's why I came.
Grea: I found out the reason for my father's pain and why I was told that he was dead from reading my mother's diary.
Grea: Still, he's my father. I can't let my own father suffer like this—I have to save him.
Scandinave: Hm.
The dragon Scandinave stares at Grea pensively.
Grea: Um, there's something I'd like to ask too.
Scandinave: Very well. Speak.
Grea: The one who showed me those dreams... It was you, wasn't it?
Scandinave: What is the reasoning behind your assumption?
Grea: I'm not sure, but... the presence in my dreams felt the same as what I'm sensing from you now.
Grea: At first, I thought it was Father who was showing me the dreams. But I knew immediately when you came... that it was you.
Scandinave: Indeed. I am the one who showed you your dreams—as requested by the very dragon that stands beside you.
Grea: By... Father?
The dragoness widens her eyes in surprise. Rendravve quietly lowers his head.
Rendravve: Unlike others, I belong to the line of dragonians—the ones that carry the blood of our great ancestor, the true dragon.
Rendravve: The power of the true dragon is passed on from generation to generation. It is custom for those who inherit this power to undergo a ceremony of succession when they become a full adult. However...
Scandinave: As your father's hour of death was approaching, as his child, your inheritance of the power began before its expected time.
Scandinave: While being burned by the flames of judgment, Rendravve pleaded for his child to be saved. I decided to show mercy, if only just once.
Scandinave: The conditions I gave for saving his child, born of mortal and dragon, were for you to come to this land of your own will...
Scandinave: And successfully overcome my test in the face of fear and death.
But there had been no reason for Grea to travel to the land of dragons to see a father she had been separated from since before birth.
So to balance out this disadvantage, the true dragon decided to let Grea know of her father's existence through her dreams.
Grea: I can understand why you showed me those dreams. But why did you agree to grant my father his wish?
Scandinave: ...
At Grea's unexpected question, Scandinave closes his eyes and is silent for a moment.
Scandinave: A sliver of doubt came upon me.
The great dragon breathes out and begins to tell his story.
Scandinave: Even if it is forbidden for dragons and mortals to mingle, the heart cannot be tied down.
Scandinave: For this reason, many other dragons in the past have fallen in love with mortals.
Dragons from this land are born with the protection of the father of dragons, the true dragon Scandinave.
Even if a dragon under such protection flies far from its homeland, it will always be within the true dragon's sight.
Scandinave: I am aware of all that happens to dragons under my protection and what they feel, no matter how far they are from here.
Scandinave: One dragon grieved, for his power had gnawed away at the mortal he loved, eventually killing her.
Scandinave: Another brought a curse upon mortals—the mortals who killed his loved one by branding a mark of heresy on her mercilessly.
Scandinave: Yet another fell into despair, at his own child who had become a destructive beast, taking away the lives of his loved one and other innocents.
But the despair and sorrow that dragons carried, mortals also carried.
Scandinave: Dragons protect the weak. To protect the frail existences of mortals and treat them with care—that is our duty and obligation as dragons.
Scandinave: Dragons do not obey mortals. We may show affection, but it is the endless affection a parent would shower upon their child.
Scandinave: Dragons must not step over that boundary and wish for more from such delicate beings. That is why I passed judgment on any dragon who dared to do so.
Scandinave: I never questioned myself for doing what I did, for that is what I believed to be just. However...
Scandinave: A sliver of doubt arose... because of the dragon that stands beside you and his loved one.
Grea: Father... and Mother?
Scandinave: His loved one once chose to part with him, not for her own sake, but for the sake of dragons.
Scandinave: Even when she carried you and felt her own life slipping away, she never once lost her love for you or for the dragons.
Scandinave: As for the dragon himself, he chose to protect the lives of his loved one and child, by burning in these flames and atoning for his sins.
Grea: ...
Scandinave: Despite their sacrifices, the family of the dragon's loved one felt not hate but only love toward the child born between the two.
Scandinave: And last but not least... There is you, Grea.
Scandinave: You were able to take this great power that drove many others to despair and control it with your own will.
Scandinave: Not only that—despite the rejection of others, still, you chose not to hate people, but to find a way to live in harmony with them.
Scandinave: You refused to fall into despair, and did not feel hatred toward dragons, mortals, nor yourself. You only worked to live in peace with those around you.
Scandinave: Upon witnessing such noble ways of life, doubt came upon me.
Scandinave: I questioned if dragons and mortals are truly never to be happy together—if such a blessing was never to be.
Scandinave: The reason I decided to show mercy is because I wished to test if such a connection was merely an illusion or not.
Scandinave: To see if you would be able to remain compassionate toward your parents, dragons, and mortals even after knowing the truth, and in the face of danger.
Grea: But I came. I found out the truth, had my friends taken hostage, and my powers suddenly awakened.
Scandinave: Yes. But still, I do not understand. Why were you able to withstand the despair that threatened you and overcome such power?
Scandinave: What is the difference between you and the dragonewts who were consumed by the power?
Grea puts a hand to her chest, closing her eyes to think.
In her mind, many faces flash before her.
When she opens her eyes again, she looks straight at Scandinave.
Grea: It's not like there was any special reason.
Grea: I'm not perfect. There was a time when I hated the power I was born with and how I looked.
Grea: But there were people who told me they liked me the way I was. Their kindness was what saved me.
Grea: My real mother who gave birth to me at the cost of her own life... And my real father, who protected my mother and me all this time.
Grea: My foster parents who raised me lovingly, and my precious friend who wasn't scared of my power and gently took my hand.
Grea: Everyone at school who accepted me for who I was. And now, there's (Captain), Lyria, Vyrn, and everybody in the crew too.
Grea: It's because of these people who showed me kindness that I'm where I am now.
Grea: I'm not denying the way you think. But I hope you'll consider this too.
Grea: That there's happiness to be found in relationships between dragons and mortals, just like there is between my father, mother, and myself.
When Grea finishes speaking, Scandinave gazes at Grea for some time.
Scandinave: There have been no blessings in any past relationship between mortals and dragons. However, you have shown me that such blessings may be possible in the future.
Scandinave: I have seen the love shown by a dragon who loved his partner and child enough to sacrifice himself, and the strength of a child who believes in the future. In response to this, I grant you my answer.
Scandinave: My children, hear my words. I hereby declare my will, my prayer, and my wish.
Scandinave: Rendravve, dragon of my own blood. I pardon you from your crime and offer you my protection once again, so that you may live together with your child, Grea.
Scandinave: I pray the future that lies ahead will be filled with happiness, and be one in which dragons and mortals can exist together, hand in hand.
Rendravve: My utmost gratitude, great father of dragons.
Grea: I'll do what I can too. Just like how my friends saved me, I want to be someone who can save others too.
Satisfied with Rendravve's and Grea's replies, Scandinave gives a small nod before dispersing into sparks that fade into the sky.
Rendravve is released from the Cage of Atonement soon after Scandinave's pledge.
With the help of other dragons, he is moved to a different place for rehabilitation.
Grea: Father. What are you going to do after you get better?
Rendravve: I plan to stay here in this land and fulfill the role that was given to me.
Rendravve: I am both a member of the royal family and a dragon who once crossed the boundary of what was permitted.
Rendravve: I wish to give my all back to this land, and to protect both the connection between dragons and mortals as well as our future.
Grea: I see... Okay, then I want to help too.
Grea: Since I'm allowed in the land of dragons now, I'm sure there are things that I can do as a dragonewt.
Rendravve: I'm happy that you think so. But I believe that the world of mortals is where you can live the most freely.
Rendravve: I will stay here, while you continue to live in the realm of mortals. That way, we can both work for the sake of what needs to be done, in our own place of belonging.
Grea: Father...
Grea: I understand. But can I still come visit from time to time?
Rendravve: Of course. The dragons of this land and I will always welcome you.
Grea: Thanks! I'll bring more friends over next time then!
Rendravve: I look forward to it.
Rendravve: (Captain), was it? You have my gratitude for protecting and assisting my daughter.
Rendravve: I hope you will continue to give her the support she needs henceforth.
Rendravve bows his head to the captain. (Captain) gives a reassuring nod.
Lyria: Of course we will! After all, that's what friends are for!
Vyrn: Definitely! You can always depend on us!
As Vyrn thumps his fist on his chest confidently, Grea smiles.
Grea: Thanks, everyone. I know I made you go through a lot of trouble this time, but...
Grea: I'm looking forward to spending more time together!
(Captain) and the others return her smile and nod enthusiastically.
After saying goodbye to her father, Grea sets out into the blue skies once again.
Having come to terms with both her father and herself, Grea's expression is that of a girl who has discovered yet another part of her identity.
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