Scenario:Sariel - Are You Looking for Something

Are You Looking for Something?

Sariel sets forth on a journey of self-discovery. While figuring out the process, he runs into Falsch, a fellow member of the Mole Troupe. The two head to a tavern to contemplate when Barawa suddenly appears.

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Sariel, the fallen angel of execution. Once upon a time, he was betrayed by his superior, Belial. However, this act of betrayal ultimately led to him being saved.

Sariel: Even so, I want to know.

Sariel: Why did he let me live? What am I living for?

Hoping to pursue Belial, who had slipped through a "rainbow" crack between dimensions, Sariel sets forth on a journey of his own.

Over the course of many encounters and farewells, he once again runs into Peisma, the fallen angel of immortality, and the two become travel partners.

However, Peisma is overcome by his desire to seek revenge against Belial and ultimately succumbs to a dangerous power.

Sariel: I still don't know why I'm alive...

Sariel: But even so... I can now look around me and tell that I'm living.

Sariel: And that's thanks to you.

After saving Peisma, Sariel reunites with Belial in a mysterious space.

Sariel: But in the end... I never found the rainbow.

Belial: You don't have to look for it anymore.

Sariel: I don't? But until I find it, you'll be...

Belial: Don't give me that look. How about instead of the rainbow, you start searching for yourself?

Belial: That's apparently what skydwellers spend their whole lives doing, you know?

This marks the end of Sariel's search for a rainbow. Finally, he and Peisma part ways, and the fallen angel of execution sets forth on a new journey.

One bright, sunny day, Sariel finds himself in a familiar-looking town.

Sariel: Oh? I've seen this clock tower before...

Young Boy: Ah, it's the rainbow guy!

Sariel: Hm? Do I know you?

Young Boy: Even if you can't remember, we'd never forget!

Young Boy: The two of you said something about looking for a rainbow before camping out in front of this clock tower!

Sariel: Right, I visited this town while traveling with Peisma... Thanks for the reminder.

Young Boy: So what brings you back? Still rainbow hunting? The only thing you'll find here is a rain-bore.

Sariel: I'm done looking for rainbows. Now I'm looking for myself.

Young Boy: Yourself?

Young Boy: Hahahaha! You're being weird again!

Young Boy: What's there to look for? You're standing in front of me!

Sariel: ...!

Sariel: You're right... I am here...

Sariel: Then what is it that I need to find?

Sariel: Excuse me... There's something I'm looking for.

Town Official: Have you lost something?

Sariel: Hm... I'm looking for how to look for myself.

Town Official: Pardon?

Sariel: What do I need to look for in order to look for myself?

Snack Shop Manager: U-um... Well, it probably isn't candy...

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Sariel: Do you know?

Cat: Meow...

Sariel: I see...

As the sun begins to set, Sariel wanders into a nearby park and slumps on one of its benches.

Sariel: Hm... This might be even harder than looking for a rainbow...

???: "To be, or not to be—that is the greatest of questions."

Sariel: ...!

Falsch: Why hello there, Sario! It's been a while!

Falsch: Phew...

Falsch: I can't just not drink on such a wonderful day!

Sariel: Then every day must be a wonderful one since you're always drinking.

Falsch—a member of the Mole Troupe alongside Sariel, Michael, and Azrael.

As a 36-year-old ex-prodigy actor, he hides his true identity, choosing instead to live in the shadows as a screenplay writer.

Falsch: I can't help it! What are the chances that I run into you, Sario?

Falsch: And to top it all off, the two of us are racking our brains over the same problem!

Sariel: You're looking for how to look for yourself too?

Falsch: To be completely honest with you, my screenplay gained more traction than I thought it would, and now I'm being asked to direct a show.

Sariel: Hm? You wrote a screenplay?

Falsch: N-no way! How'd you know? Who told you I wrote one!

Sariel: Um... You did. Just now.

Falsch: Whoops! I'd been meaning to keep it a secret!

Falsch: So this is what it means to be under the influence of alcohol! I gotta give it up to my liver—how about one more drink in its honor?

Sariel: Here, drink some water too.

Falsch takes one final swig before accepting the bottle of water. Then, after letting out a large sigh, he continues his speech.

Falsch: It's a very important show for a very important person. I wanted to put my best foot forward, so I agreed to it, but...

Falsch: My mind's been running around in circles! I can't come up with any good ideas. I feel like I've hit some kind of wall with how bad my writer's block is...

Falsch: Damn it! How did the old me even deal with all this theatre stuff?

Sariel: I guess we do have the same problem. Is that why you're out traveling?

Falsch: Exactly why! I left Sazak as fast as my feet would take me, and before I knew it, I wound up here.

Sariel: You came all this way just to drink?

Falsch: Oof! Again with the questions! You're killing me here...

Falsch: But here's the thing! Whenever you feel like something is missing, the best course of action is to drink!

Sariel: And that helps with the search?

Falsch: Even better! It makes you forget that anything was ever missing!

Falsch: Urgh... My head hurts... Just end me already...

Sariel: You look pretty rough. If you'd like, I think I have some bandages on me.

Sariel starts rummaging through his pockets, pulling out an assortment of trinkets and placing them on the counter.

Falsch: Bandages won't do. Only time can heal wounds to the heart—as well as this hangover.

Falsch: Hey, wait a sec! Isn't that our troupe's flag?

Sariel: It is... I took one with me for some reason.

Falsch: Hehehehe! I didn't know you were so fond of us, Sario!

Falsch: Oh? And what about that bottle full of rainbow sand? Is that supposed to be a gift for me?

Sariel: No, I got this from Peisma... He's a friend of mine.

Falsch: Whaaat? A friend?

Falsch: Sheesh, look at Mr. Popular over here! If I got a bagel instead of a donut, I'd at least pretend to be sad about it!

Sariel: Bagels are good too though.

Falsch: I know! If anything, I prefer them in the morning—but that's not my point!

As he sips on his water, Falsch carefully examines Sariel's other belongings.

Falsch: Impressive... A flag, a detective hat, a black feather, and some rainbow sand... That's quite the array of memorabilia you've got there.

Sariel: Uh-huh... So many colors, yet I still haven't found my own.

Falsch: Oh, right... I said that, didn't I?

Falsch: Listen carefully, all right? To reach that prism-color, first you need to attain all sorts of different colors.

Falsch: But in reality, what's vital is only one color... The first color.

Falsch: Your own color. If you don't know what your own color is, you won't be able to adapt even if you acquire other colors.

Falsch: To know, one must ask—to be, or not to be?

Falsch: Don't sweat it! I'm sure the Sario right now will have no problem finding his own color!

Sariel: I hope so... But as nice as it is that you have my back, aren't you also looking for yourself?

Falsch: Hrgh! You can't pounce a question like that on me! You'll break my poor heart!

In a repeat of the past, Falsch lets out a dramatic wail of sorrow, when suddenly...

???: Hello, my friends! If you're looking for something, look no further!

Sariel: ...!

The tavern door slams open, and the figure of large man enters the scene.

Barawa: I, the genius detective Barawa, am here to help! State your problem, and I will solve it!