Together to the End/Script

(At the Duma Temple, Berkut enters the scene, distraught over the fact that Alm is Rudolf's son)
Berkut : It’s not possible… Alm is the emperor’s true son? Which makes him the rightful successor to the imperial throne. All this time… All the effort! What has it all been for?! …No. It isn’t true. It can’t be. I refuse to believe it. Nothing but lies… Lies, lies, lies, lies, LIES!

Berkut : Is that…an altar? How did I get here? What’s happening?

Duma : Heed me…

Berkut : Who are y—

Duma : Heed me, you who thirst for power… Call to me. Accept me unto your soul.

Berkut : That voice… Duma? Is it really you?

Duma : ……

Berkut : What…?

(Rinea enters the scene)

Rinea : Lord Berkut!

Berkut : Rinea…

Rinea : I’ve been looking all over for you. This is the last place I would have expected to find you. You always hated the Faithful, after all.

Berkut : This is true… But then I had the throne snatched from under me by some magical heir. Plying the gods’ mercies is what men do in hopeless situations, is it not?

Rinea : I didn’t mean… Forgive me. I shouldn’t have said anything.

Berkut : ……

Rinea : Please don’t despair so. Alm seems a kind and generous man. I’m certain he’ll treat you fair.

Berkut : And I’m to be content with that?!

Rinea : Ah!

Berkut : I wanted to BEAT him, Rinea! To dispatch him and claim the throne! I wanted to make you my empress and hold all Valentia in our palms together! But what of those dreams now…? Even Rigel alone is now forever beyond my grasp. So I’m to live in this Alm’s shadow? Throw myself upon his mercy? I would sooner an honorable death at the executioner’s blade!

Rinea : Berkut! You mustn’t say such things. I never-- The truth is, I never wanted to be empress.

Berkut : (gasp) What?

Rinea : To stand at your side is all I’ve ever desired. I don’t care if you’re the emperor or a swineherd so long as we-- Berkut?

Berkut : You too, Rinea?

Rinea : What?

Berkut : Were you laughing along with them? Rudolf, Massena, and all the rest? Watching me toil away while you knew I would never become EMPEROR?! Was every kind word part of the act?! EVERY SMILE AN ACT OF PITY?!

Rinea : Berkut, you’re frightening me!

Berkut : Duma, o ancient god, I call out to you now! Grant me the power to set this land to ruin... FOR GOOD AND ALL! Take of me what price you will! I care not anymore!

Rinea : (screams)

(A flash of white envelops the screen)

Movie Cutscene: The Price of Power
(The scene fades in as Berkut is holding Rinea's dress. He chuckles evilly. Fernand runs into the room looking for Berkut.)

Fernand: Lord Berkut!

(He sees Berkut)

Fernand: Lord Berkut…?

(Flames start to engulf Berkut. Fernand notices that no body is wearing Rinea's dress, as well as her flower accessories on the ground.)

Fernand: Who-Who are you? What have you done to Lady Rinea?

(Berkut starts glowing purple and a demonic power circle appears under Berkut and he painfully struggles to get up as he's still on fire. Flames come out and form a nude flame spirit of Rinea, who is crying out in pain from her transformation. She then attacks Fernand, who screams as he's attacked offscreen. Berkut then erupts into maniacal laughter as the scene fades out)

At the Duma Temple Catacombs Entrance
Alm : Grandfather, what’s this door? Mycen : It leads to the altar beneath Duma Tower. But know that it is a path not easily returned from. Prepare well before you enter.

(If you speak to Massena)

Massena : A moment, Prince Albein? I ask that you show Lord Berkut compassion. He weighed heavy on Emperor Rudolf’s mind for many years. The emperor knew that keeping the boy in ignorance could only bring him pain. And yet, the prospect of your being discovered was too great a risk. Still, Berkut was his nephew, and the same age as the son he parted with. So I beg leniency of you, if only to respect Emperor Rudolf’s wishes.

(If you try to enter Duma Temple)

Mycen : It leads to the altar beneath Duma Tower. But know that it is a path not easily returned from.

Pre-Dungeon Dialogue
(In the Catacombs of Duma Temple...)

Saber : Blast it all! This place is crawling with Terrors. So much for “begone to wherever you will,” you damn useless priest!

Boey : And what is that supposed to mean? You’re not actually thinking of leaving Celica in there and running away?! Saber : Did you hear me say anything about running away? Gimme some credit here, you little snot!

Masked Knight : Stop flapping your jaws and focus on the fight! I’d prefer not to die here, if it’s all the same to you two fools!

Start of Dungeon Exploration
Alm: Whatever lies at the end of these corridors possesses a frightful aura—it sets the hairs on the back of my neck on end. The lord of this temple awaits… and here I am, terrified of him. But we must press on, if we are to put an end to this long war.

Fernand's Death
Alm : Hold up, everyone.

Clive : What is it, Alm? Alm : Someone’s coming. It’s…Fernand?!

Clive : What?

(footsteps are heard as Fernand approaches the group)

Fernand : That voice… Clive?

(Fernand collapses from his injuries that he got from Berkut and Rinea)

Clive : Fernand!

(Scene cuts to a CG image of Clive clutching Fernand’s dying body)

Clive : Gods, what’s happened to you?

Fernand : Spare me your pity. I’ve none to blame for this but myself… Such trivialities matter not at this point. But you… You made it here. Then you truly intend to slay Duma?

Clive : We do, for it was Emperor Rudolf’s dying request.

Fernand : I see… Then he must have known of Duma’s madness.

Clive : Duma is mad?

Fernand : Oh yes… Duma is a god no longer. Merely an incarnation of the lust for power… …You there. Alm.

Alm : Yeah, that’s me.

Fernand : Listen well… You must beware of Berkut. He… He’s no longer… …Hngh!

Alm : Fernand!

Fernand : Please, Alm… Stop Duma. I know I’ve no right to…ask anything of you… But I beg it of you regardless… You’re the only one who can end this. Let no one else be tainted by his madness. Let this tragedy end.

Alm : I will. I swear I will lay Duma to rest.

Fernand : Then I leave it…to you… Ngh!

Clive : Fernand! Are you all right?

Fernand : Haah…ha ha… Strange, isn’t it…? Me, begging boons of you…

Clive : Not in the least. I still count myself among your friends.

Fernand : You always were…too nice for your own good. Always so…quick to pardon me… Along the way, I…I forgot how to ask for forgiveness…

Clive : Fernand, please—

Fernand : I knew. I always knew. None of my misfortunes were anyone else’s fault… Yet if the world is rotten, then who permitted it to be so? It’s me…and no one else. I took anger better aimed at myself and turned it on…the defenseless masses. I’ve failed my duty as a nobleman…

Clive : Enough, Fernand. You’ve suffered enough. You needn’t flog yourself any further.

Fernand : Good… I am…rather tired. Tired of despair… Tired of rage… But Clive…I’m glad I got to see you one last time. You were right… You chose the right king. You always were the…friend I was… proudest to--

(Fernand dies)

Clive : …Fernand? Fernand, no. Don’t do this. Look at me, Fernand! …Fernand!

(The CG images fades out)

Clair : I simply won’t accept this, Fernand! I insist you wake up this instant! We’re all returning to Zofia together! …Fernand? Fernand, say something!

Clive : He’s gone, Clair. …He’s gone.

Clair : No… Oh, Fernand… (cries)

Alm : Are you two going to be all right?

Clive : …Yes. Grief will have its day, but it will not be this one. Right now, let us do what we must. Lead the way, Alm.

Alm : All right. Fernand… I wish I could have fought beside you in the army you created. At least now your fight is over. …Farewell.

Celica's Farewell and Alm's Resolve
(The group approaches a cell, with Mila's petrified body)

Alm : That statue… Mila? Is that really the Earth Mother?

Lukas : But how could the goddess have been turned to stone? Only the sacred blade can seal a divine dragon’s power. …Look there. The blade protruding from her forehead must be Falchion. But given that… (Celica appears from the other side)

Celica : …Alm?! Alm, is that you?

Alm : Celica! You’re safe. Oh. I’m so glad. …Wait, are you alone? Where are the others?

Celica : ……

(Jedah appears)

Jedah : Ahh… So this is Alm.

Alm : Who are you?

Jedah : My name is Jedah. I must thank you for disposing of Emperor Rudolf.

Alm : Well then, Jedah. Enjoy your last moments—I’m here to put an end to you AND Duma. I’ll see Zofia restored to Celica!

Celica : Alm, you can’t. You mustn’t!

Alm : What? Why not?

Celica : If Duma is gone, Rigel’s lands will turn as barren as Zofia’s have. Even more people will starve.

Alm : But Celica, we can’t let—

Celica : And even if you wanted to stop Duma, you can’t. Nothing can stop him now. Mila has chosen to seal Falchion away with her.

Alm : What?! But then…all this fighting. What was it even for? F-Father!

Celica : Alm…

Jedah : Aaah hah hah ha ha ha! Alm and Anthiese… You stand at the pinnacle of your respective kingdoms. The hour is come for the world of man to return to the gods’ control! It is the dawn of an age of fear and chaos, cradled in Duma’s shadow!

Alm : We’ll never let that happen.

Jedah : Rejoice, Anthiese, for you have the honor of serving as its cornerstone!

Alm : Celica? What is he talking about?

Celica : I’m sorry, Alm… This is the only way. There’s no other choice…

Jedah : The girl will offer up her soul to quell the madness in Duma’s heart. She does so for the sake of Rigel and Zofia’s people both.

Alm : What? No! Celica, you can’t! Tell me he’s lying!

Celica : I’m sorry, Alm…

Jedah : Do not think me a monster. I shall grant you the time for a farewell. But be quick about it!

(Jedah leaves. A CG image of Alm and Celica holding hands between the grating fades in)

Alm : Celica!

Celica : I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.

Alm : This is crazy! You can’t do this! I’m going to get you out of here. Just hold on!

Celica : You don’t understand, Alm. I came here knowing what awaited me.

Alm : What?

Celica : Back on the island, I had a dream. A dream where something terrible happened to you. So I decided to petition Mila for the strength to protect you. Yet for all my travels, you’ve still faced terrible danger. And you were even forced to end your own father’s life. …I’d seen it all. I knew it was coming, but I couldn’t change a thing. I failed to keep you safe, Alm!

Alm : That’s not… Celica, none of what’s happened is your fault. You’re not to blame for any of it!

Celica : But I won’t lose you… I won’t let any of you die! I don’t want you to fight Duma. I don’t want anyone to be hurt or killed. That’s my only desire in this life.

Alm : Celica!

Celica : And this is the only means I have of ensuring that comes to pass. So again, Alm—I’m sorry. I wish it could have been different. I always have. I wish I could have gone home to the village and lived there with you.

(Celica leaves)

Alm : Celica, please wait! CELICA!

(The CG images fades out)

Alm : ……

Clair : Alm? I don’t wish to be vulgar, but… Well, what is the proper course of action for us now? Emperor Rudolf bade us defeat Duma, but Princess Anthiese asked us not to. Have we come this far simply to reach an impasse and accept it?

Lukas : One thing seems abundantly clear as things now stand: The chances of Zofia’s recovery are nearly extinguished. With Mila in her current state, there is little hope of change.

Tobin : No… But Celica is going to take care of Mila AND Duma for us, right?

Gray : Are you serious, Tobin?! You’re going to just sit around on your butt and let Celica die for us?!

Tobin : What? N-no! I don’t want that any more than you do! But what other choice do we have? There’s nothing left we CAN do!

Gray : ……

Alm : I’m not giving up.

Tobin : Huh?

Alm : I’m not giving up on her. Every part of me—every fiber of my being—says this is wrong. So we’re going to take down Duma and bring Celica home safe!

Tobin : Sure, that all sounds fine and well. But how do we do that, exactly?

Clive : Consider your position, Alm. You’re no longer just the leader of the Deliverance. You are to be Rigel’s next emperor. You must set your personal feelings aside, no matter how difficult it may be. All of Valentia depends on you now. That must be what steers your decision.

Alm : Fine. Then I decide to follow the will of the previous emperor, Rudolf.

Clive : Alm!

Alm : Oh, come on! What’s wrong with personal feelings?! All of you fought this far because you hold some kind of hope for the world. It’s man’s individual hopes and fears that shape the world. That drive it. And that’s how it SHOULD be. I truly believe that. Should we let the world crumble on a god’s whim? Or his absence?

Clive : You’re right, of course, but…

Alm : I don’t want to lose anyone else I care about. I don’t want to see anyone else lost because of Duma. Don’t you feel the same, Clive?

Clive : …… Even if we escape from Duma’s control, a starving people can know no peace. Villains and thieves will arise to feed on the weakest and most vulnerable. Are you prepared to inflict that upon the world?

Alm : I will dedicate my life as emperor to ensuring such a thing doesn’t happen. And yes, I know as well as anyone that there will be losses along the way. I think I’ve learned that much by now… But when I think of the next thousand years, I don’t want this. I want to leave behind a world where we shape our lives by our own hands. Where we make our own mistakes and fix them—as many times as necessary. That’s a world worthy of a future.

Clive : …So be it. If you have the determination to see it through, I’ll not object. I am yours to command, Your Excellency.

Gray : Count me in! I’m not living my life bowing to Duma and his little idiots. I’ll take going hungry over that any day of the week.

Tobin : I… I’m just not sure.

Gray : Oh, quit your whining and hop on board already!

Tobin : If it were just me I would, but I have little brothers and sisters to think of.

Lukas : I will gladly take up a trowel and work the land with them.

Tobin : Wai—but you’re a noble, Lukas!

Lukas : Such things will mean precious little in the world ahead of us. Myself, I refuse to be controlled by Duma or go hungry. If it means working the barren earth, then I shall do just that.

Clair : And you won’t do it alone! In truth, I’ve always been curious about farming. I’m sure we can reap or sow or… whatever it is enough to stay alive. Though I admit, I think all this talk of doom and gloom is entirely premature.

Alm : This is great, guys. Count me in, too. I’m pretty handy with a plow, actually. I’ll show you guys how it’s done!

Clive : An emperor plowing the fields? I never thought I’d see the day.

Alm : Huh?!

Alm : Mila’s statue is glowing…

Clive : What’s going on here? Wasn’t she sealed away?

Alm : She… She’s calling me…

Clive : Alm?

Alm : Let’s go. Mila is calling to me—we might still be able to pull this off. We have to find a way to the altar!

Elsewhere
Celica : ……

Jedah : It is time, Anthiese. Lord Duma is waiting.

Celica : Not yet. Not before you’ve released Mila. That was the arrangement.

Jedah : I’m afraid that what you ask is beyond my ability. Mila has sealed Falchion herself. We mortals have no say in the matter.

Celica : You-- You lied to me!

Jedah : If you are displeased, princess, I suggest you point your ire at Mila. Lay blame upon the merciless goddess who forsook her Zofian children!

(Jedah then destroys Mila's petrified dragon body, with only her head, and with it, the Valentian Falchion, remaining)

Celica : Mila! No…! How could you?!

Jedah : Cease your lamentations and come along, girl! I’ll send the boy to you shortly. That I can promise.

Celica : No! Not Alm! You swore to leave him alone!

Jedah : Keh heh heh… How hopeless a fool can you be? (To Duma) Rejoice, Lord Duma! I have brought the Brand-bearer who threatens your order. Take her soul unto you and feast!

Celica : No, stop! Let me go! ALM!!

(An in-game cutscene plays where Jedah levitates Celica with dark magic while she struggles to break free. He then summon's Duma's eyeball to take Celica's soul (which is yellowish) away from her and she moans weakly as it happens. She falls back onto the ground and Duma's eye glows with a lot of energy.)

Jedah : Ohh… Such potent energy! Bwaaaa ha ha ha! My Lord Duma is pleased! You needn’t wait much longer. I shall offer up the other Brand-bearer’s soul to you presently!

(The now soulless Celica sighs in a creepy manner)

Jedah : Anthiese. I declare you reborn as Duma’s faithful pawn. Now go. Fall into the darkest depths and rot with Mila below!

(Jedah warps Celica and Mila's head away)

Pre-Battle Dialogue (vs Berkut)
Alm : There… It’s him!

Berkut : Heh… Heh heh ha ha ha… You kept me waiting, Alm! Or should I say…Your Excellency? Perhaps Emperor Rudolf II of Rigel? Alm : Berkut, listen to—

Berkut : Tell me, how does it feel to possess both Zofia and Rigel? I imagine it’s wonderful, though it’s a sensation I’ll never know.

Alm : This isn’t a conquest for me. I have no illusions the people of Rigel will suddenly welcome me as their ruler. But my father placed this land in my care, and I’ll do anything for it. Whatever it takes to keep Valentia’s people safe.

Berkut : ……

Alm : The path ahead is a difficult one for us all. So help us, Berkut. Lend us your strength! Rigel’s people trust and love you far more than me. You and I are cousins, after all. Family. I didn’t think I had any family in this world, and yet, here you are. I know we can be close friends as well. Let’s work together, Berkut. Put all we have toward ensuring all Valentia is—

Berkut : Silence.

Alm : Um…what?

Berkut : Listen to you, offering mercy and trite platitudes from on high. Work together? Us? Don’t make me laugh. Strength isn’t lent, it’s taken! Pried from the grip of your dead foes!

Berkut : ……

Alm : What the…

Clive : So this is what Fernand warned us about. Alm, Berkut has taken in Duma’s power. He’s no longer the man we knew!

Alm : No!

(As the battle begins)

Berkut : Ah, my beloved Rinea… Beautiful, isn’t she?

Alm : Oh gods… You offered the woman you love up to Duma?!

Berkut : ……

Alm : How could you?! What’s the point of power if you have nothing left to protect?!

Berkut : Power won’t betray me. Power won’t deceive me. Blood ties? Years of life lived together? All meaningless. The only thing in the world a man can rely on is his own strength!

Alm : Years of… Are you accusing my father of betraying you? You’re wrong! He loved you! He worried about you to the last! You knew him so much better than I did. How can you not see that?

Berkut : SILENCE! I’m tired of listening to your pretty little lies. It’s time, Rinea. Come with me. We’ll hold our wedding atop his funeral!

Alm : Berkut!

Battle Dialogue (Vs Berkut)
(Versus Berkut)

Berkut : You… You took…everything from me. You will SUFFER for what you’ve done! (Berkut defeated)

Berkut : Graugh!

(After the battle)

Post-Battle Dialogue (vs Berkut)
Berkut : Nnngh…

Alm : Why, Berkut? To have finally found family after all this time… Why did it come to this?! Berkut : Heh… I have no family…nor do I want for one. Now stop talking and finish this. End me, and you can stand alone as inheritor of Rigel’s royal blood.

Alm : I never wanted that! Don’t you get it? I’ve spent enough of my life alone!

Rinea : My Lord Berkut…

(A light flashes as Rinea’s spirit appears)

Berkut : …Rinea? Rinea, is that really you?

R inea : Dear, proud Berkut… Even without crown or throne or castle, you were ever my emperor. A just, right, and noble man…

Berkut : Rinea…

Rinea : You were born to lead… This just wasn’t your empire. So come with me now. Let us find our empire together. If you’ll still take me for your empress?

Berkut : You’re right… You were always right. The moment I turned to a power beyond myself, the man you loved was dead. Rinea, forgive me… If you’ll have me, I’d be honored to…set out with you…

Alm : Berkut!

Berkut : Is that you, Alm…? Here…take this.

Alm : A ring?

Berkut : A memento…of my mother… Let it be of some use… …Ngh!

Alm : Berkut, no! Please… I don’t want to be alone again! Help me rebuild Rigel! Tell me about my father!

Berkut : You’re not…a child anymore… Alm… You must…make Valentia a land not… of gods…but of men… A world where people…never again… are corrupted by divine power… You can do it… I know…you--

(A flash of light appears, and Berkut is gone.)

Alm : Berkut... Berkut! Why? Someone please tell me! I never got to know you… or my father! (Alm cries)

(The scene fades out)

Treasure Vault Entrance
Alm : What is this place?

Clair : Why, it’s a treasure vault, of course! …Isn’t that obvious? Mmm? What’s this say? “These doors bar all save those of royal blood.” Alm : The royal treasury… This is where Falchion was supposed to be stored.

Clair : So we’ve been told, yes. Though I believe it found a new home in Mila’s skull. One shudders to think of it. Regardless, we’ve no business here.

Gray : You sure about that? I doubt Falchion’s the only trinket tucked away in there. Who knows what might be left? Gold? Jewels? Magical doodads? Whatcha think, Alm?

Alm : Maybe so…

(A flash of light occurs)

Alm : …Huh? The Brand… It’s glowing.

Gray : Alm? You okay there, buddy?

Alm : I’m feeling something…strange. I need to take a look.

(Alm runs off)

Gray : Take a look at what? …Alm? Uh, Alm? Hey, where you going?!

(Gray tries to follow but is stopped by a force field)

Gray : Waugh! What in the…? Oh, come on! I can’t get past!

Clair : It appears the vault really does bar all but the royal family. How cheeky! But oh dear, I do hope Alm will be all right on his own.

Treasure Vault - Mila and Falchion part 1
(After getting through the trials alone, Alm reaches the area where Mila's head is with Falchion in it)

Alm : That’s-- What are Mila and Falchion doing here? And what the heck happened?!

Movie Cutscene - Celica the Witch
(The scene fades in as footsteps are heards. It is Celica, who has lost her soul to Duma) Alm: Celica, you're all right!

(Unaware of what happened to Celica he runs up to her, but she yells and draws out her sword to attack Alm as the scene fades out)

Treasure Vault - Mila and Falchion part 2
(A sword swing is heard) Alm : Nraugh! Celica?! Celica, what are you doing?! It’s me!

Celica : (menacing growl)

Alm : Celica?

Jedah : Keh heh heh… Your words can’t reach her, boy.

Alm : Jedah!

Jedah : The girl has already offered up her soul to Lord Duma. What you see now is a husk -- a witch. A puppet loyal to the dark god’s will!

Alm : No… NO! Celica, please! You have to wake up!

Jedah : Go, witch. Offer up your fellow Brand-bearer’s soul to your new master! (to himself) Ah, the sight of fate’s twin children fighting to the death. How marvelous! A reenactment of Duma and Mila’s struggles from legend!

Movie Cutscene - Mortal Struggle
(The scene fades in as the Duma-possesed Celica yells and draws out her sword to kill Alm, who blocks the attack with his Royal Sword)

Alm: Celica, don’t do this!

Celica: Alm, please… Listen, Alm, you have to…stop me before I kill you! You know what you have to do! Alm! Do it now! KILL ME!!! (As she yells "Kill me", she does a swing that knocks Alm back and knocks the Royal Sword out of his hand, leaving him defenseless)

Alm: Are you crazy? You know I can’t do that!

Female Voice: Hear me, bearer of Duma’s Brand.

(Alm gasps and looks at the Falchion)

Female Voice: Grasp Falchion now in your hand.

(Alm stands up and grasps onto the sealed Falchion. His Brand of Duma lights up. Jedah makes a shocked look as the stoned version of the sword starts cracking with light coming through it.)

Jedah: What’s this? What is the boy doing?!

(Alm pulls the petrified Falchion out of Mila's petrified head, the stone bits come off it.)

Jedah: Impossible! No one should be able to unbind that blade!

(The Falchion is un-petrified and light emits from it, scaring Jedah and causing him to flee. Celica tries to attack Alm)

Female Voice: Trust in Falchion.

(Alm then does a war cry and charges toward Celica. The scene from the beginning repeats as we then see who stabbed who. Celica is impaled and she moans in pain as tears fall onto the ground. She then falls onto her knees, dead as a doornail.)

Alm: Gods, no…

(Alm walks up to Celica's dead body.)

Alm: Don’t leave me, Celica… You can’t!

(Alm shakes her but she doesn't respond)

Celica? Celica! Say something, please!

(Alm continues to shake her desperately, but then finally gives up and tearfully embraces Celica's lifeless body.)

Alm: CELICA!!!!

(Alm then starts crying with his tears falling onto Celica's lifeless face. Suddenly, the Falchion glows brightly, and causes Celica's dead body to glow as well, and Alm reacts with a gasp. Celica's body is then levitated into the air, and lights surround and spin around her as Falchion goes out of her body. The lights then dissipate and Celica's body is then lowered back onto the ground, but Alm catches her, and Falchion falls back onto the ground. Celica stops glowing. She grunts for a bit and wakes up, having been brought back to life.)

Celica: Alm?

Alm: C-Celica…

(Alm and Celica embrace each other and Celica sniffles a bit as the scene fades out)

Treasure Vault - Mila's Farewell
(The scene fades in)

Alm : Celica! Oh, Celica, thank goodness you’re okay…! But... how?

Celica : (sighs) I don’t know either. But I heard a voice. A very kind voice. It said everything would be all right, and to have faith in Falchion. (noticing something) Alm, look. What is that? Mila's voice : Alm, Anthiese, children of fate, bearers of the Brand…

Alm : That voice!

(A bright light flashes, and Mila's spirit appears)

Mila : I am Mila. Your kind call me “goddess”. Together with my brother Duma, I shaped this land.

Alm : Earth Mother!

Mila : Some have called me by that name, but no such power remains within me.

Alm : What?

Mila : See well Falchion, which you now hold. It was carved from the fang of Naga, ruler of dragons, to sever the gods. For Naga knew there was but a creeping madness waiting at eternity’s end. It is a ruin all dragons share. And the only end is one of total destruction. Thus it was that Naga bestowed Falchion upon Duma. She did so to prepare for the day our madness would drive the land to ruin, that the people might have a means to destroy us. That Falchion might become the fangs they lack…and the hope they deserve. And yet, in my foolishness, I sealed the blade away. I did it to protect my brother… I loved my brother, even as we loved mankind. Where we strayed, I cannot remember.

Alm : Mila…

Mila : Alm, Anthiese, children of fate, you have overcome much to reach me here, and I thank you both. You have shown me the strength possessed by mankind. Perhaps men have long been walking on their own without our aid. Perhaps I simply refused to see it. And alas, Duma was no different. I entrust Falchion to your care. I pray you will use it to free my brother... from the depths of his pain.

(Mila's spirit disappears, as well as her petrified dragon head)

Celica : Mila!

Alm : …Let’s go, Celica. We have to save Duma, for her sake and ours.

Celica : Alm, I…

Alm : Listen, Celica. I know you sacrificed your own life to protect me and the others. But I never wanted that. I couldn’t ever be happy in a world you died to create!

Celica : Oh, Alm… I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry!

Alm : Don’t apologize. Just know that I need you, all right? Without your wisdom, all I know how to do is fight whatever’s in front of me. So please… Will you fight with me? Believe in me. Believe in US. Believe in our combined strength!

Celica : I do. It’s as Mila said… We’ve had the strength to live and fight for our world this whole time. I lost faith in that somewhere along the way… But right now, it seems the most obvious thing in the world. I trust in mankind like I trust in you, Alm. Absolutely, and without hesitation.

Alm : I feel the same, Celica. This isn’t where things end for us. Even without gods, this world has a long and prosperous future ahead of it. Now let’s go claim that future together!

Duma Altar Entrance
(At the Final Portal, Alm and Celica's Mila's Turnwheels go into the holes of the entrance, and it opens.)

(If you talk to Celica) Celica : Let’s be ready for anything.

Pre-Battle Dialogue (Vs Duma)
(At the Duma Altar, Alm and Celica run into Celica's group, specifically, Mae)

Mae : Celica! That’s really you, right?!

Celica : Mae! Everyone, you’re safe! You have no idea how happy this makes me! Mae : Right back at ya, sister! That chump Jedah’s magic sent us off to who-knows-where! We were surrounded by Terrors and junk! I thought we were dead meat! But then we heard this weird voice kinda…talking, I guess? So we followed it because hey, why not? And that’s how we ended up here.

Celica : A voice? It must have been Mila.

Jedah : No… No, this cannot happen! Falchion’s seal, broken? Foul Mila! Duma is your brother! Would you truly betray your own kin?!

Alm : Stand down, Jedah! Your schemes end here and now. Prepare to pay for your atrocities!

Jedah : Rudolf’s worthless spawn… You’re both disgusting heretics. How dare you wish harm on Duma!

Celica : Open your eyes, Jedah. No matter how it pains you, you must see the truth. Duma’s gone mad—he brings only suffering to his people now. This is the divine dragons’ fate.

Jedah : Silence, girl! You know nothing of what you speak. And if suffering is the gods’ will, what of it? Without their strength at its foundation, Valentia cannot sustain life.

Alm : No. You’re wrong. It’s time for us all to stand on our own feet. To live as free men and women.

Jedah : Foolish boy. You truly believe such heresy to be possible?

Celica : It IS possible! We’ve come all this way to prove it.

Jedah : Presumptuous human child… Go on, then! Prove me wrong! Show me this strength to “stand alone.” Show me the true limits of man!

(After the pre battle preparations, a cutscene plays where Duma's eye goes into Duma's dragon body. He then awakens and roars and the battle begins.)

Selecting a character for the first time
Gray : All we’re asking is the ability to live as we think best. Is that really so bad? Tobin : Even without gods, I have my friends. With them, I can survive anything.

Kliff : It’s all strength and power with you. If you’re that desperate for a show of force, I’ll be happy to oblige.

Faye : This world belongs to Alm. To all of us. There’s plenty of room for hope in it… but there’s no room in it for you!

Lukas : A battle between god and mortal? Sounds exhilarating to me.

Silque : Merciful Mila… I carry your will within me. I will see Duma freed from his suffering!

Clair : This business of relying on gods and… so forth all seems quite absurd to me. The creepy man will excuse himself now!

Clive : I’ll take a proud death as my own man over a life of kneeling to a mad god!

Forsyth : I have no deference for one who would wield unjust power over his people. Such a despot is no god of mine!

Python : Ugh, people who go on and on about power are just the WORST.

Luthier : Your spirit’s voice is ghastly dark. I have no use for magic so foul.

Mathilda : I alone will decide who I choose to worship. But I can promise you one thing: it certainly won’t be you!

Delthea : Come on, who needs gods when you’re as strong as me?

Tatiana : This is my world, and Zeke’s as well. I won’t allow you to endanger it!

Zeke : Emperor Rudolf… Your loyal servant will see your dreams realized!

Mycen : This is a battle I cannot lose. For my own sake or yours, Rudolf!

Mae : You’re gonna pay for what you did to Celica, buddy. You’re gonna pay HARD!

Boey : Sorry, but I’ve got no interest in the way people like you operate. That’s reason enough for me to want to put you down!

Genny : I’ll never accept a god so horrible…

Saber : Well, hell. I’ve come this far. Might as well see the damn thing through to the end, lass.

Valbar : Foisting your way on the world by force? You’re no better than pirates. And it just so happens I don’t take kindly to pirates!

Kamui : I get the feeling my luck ran out the day I got mixed up in all this… But meh, why not? May as well see things through to the end!

Leon : Your fetish for power is simply barbaric. Where’s the joy? The love? Your perfect world is as dull as dirt.

Palla : The greatest of powers is but one mistake away from utter tragedy. We know that all too well, and I refuse to stand aside and watch it happen!

Catria : This world doesn’t exist as a plaything for dragons!

Est : It’s our world, and we’ll be the ones to shape it—Archanea and Valentia both!

Jesse : Ruling the world with might and terror? Talk about your stale clichés. What’s the point in living if you’re not having fun? I’m not about to find out!

Atlas : Yours isn’t the world I fought to protect. I’m taking every one of you down!

Sonya : Ugh. It’s almost painful to watch… Just how hopelessly ignorant can someone be?

Deen : I won’t say a world ruled by might is unappealing, per se… But a world where I bow to YOU is out of the question.

Nomah : Divine Duma, you have lived long enough… It is time to leave a world of hope and possibility to the next generation.

Conrad : Duma… O ancient benefactor. Consider this is an act of mercy. A great god is deserving of a proud and glorious end!

Versus Jedah
Jedah : Bow before Duma’s eminence! Kneel before his awesome power!

Jedah defeated
Jedah : Aah… This cannot be… It mustn’t… Lord Duma… My Lord…Duma…

Versus Marla
Marla : Such naughty, willful children… Why won’t you be good and listen to Father?

Marla defeated
Marla : Do you really…hate Father so…? Such lost…misguided children…

Versus Hestia
Hestia : That’s no fair, Sonya… Why should you be the only one allowed to live as she chooses?

Hestia defeated
Hestia : Oh… It seems so…obvious now. I should have just lived…as I pleased… like you…

Versus Duma
Duma : Only power holds meaning. Only strength holds sway. Call to me. Thirst for me. Thirst for power! (Alm–or any character using Nosferatu–is ready to land the finishing blow)

Alm : It’s over, Duma! Berkut, Fernand, Mila… even my father. They and countless others, lost to us— tainted by your precious power. But that chain of tragedies ends here.

Celica : My heart is full of thanks for all you’ve given man, O divine Duma. Without yours and Mila’s bounty, Valentia could never have existed. We would never have been born into this world. Never tasted joy and sorrow. So please, do not suffer any longer. Let all of our pain end here. Allow your great and weary soul the rest it deserves!

(Alm tosses his shield and does a war cry as he jumps up and impales Duma's eye. Duma roars in pain and collapses.)

Post Battle-dialogue
Duma: So be it, Alm. I leave Valentia’s future to you, her hero. Take from us what lessons you will and shape her into a land to remember. Make her strong like Duma, and fill her with Mila’s love. Let our grave mistakes be warnings of where not to tread as you lead her forth. Now, we shall sleep. And never shall you disturb our slumber.

(at Zofia Castle's throne room Alm is alone)
Alm : ……

(Celica appears)

Celica : So this is where you were.

Alm : Huh? Oh, hey, Celica.

Celica : You aren’t going to be late to your own coronation, are you?

Alm : No. …Of course not. I’m just still wrapping my head around sitting on your father’s throne. None of it feels real.

Celica : …It isn’t my father’s throne. This isn’t Zofia any longer, Alm. It’s the One Kingdom of Valentia. And you’re going to be its first ruler.

Alm : Celica…

Celica : Please don’t misunderstand. I don’t bear him any grudge. Not now. I just think he was a very sad man. Perhaps if I’d been there with him, I might have helped him change. If I have any regrets, it’s that.

Alm : I know what you mean… Neither of us got the chance to stand by our fathers. If we’d been given the opportunity to learn more about each other, maybe things would’ve turned out differently for us.

Celica : Perhaps it was the same for Mila and Duma.

Alm : Hmm… I wonder. They’d been fighting for centuries, right? Seems like a lost cause to me.

Celica : Alm, that’s a terrible thing to say!

Alm : Ah, sorry! I didn’t mean any disrespect. But they’re at peace now, you know? Asleep. …Together.

Celica : Yes. They’ll look down over this new Valentia forever from their mountaintop graves. …And the trees. Do you know of them, Alm? They say that where divine dragons sleep, sacred trees take root and grow.

Alm : Wow. Must be some trees.

Celica : In time, yes. They grow for hundreds, even thousands of years. Who can say what Valentia will look like once they’ve matured? Will man’s endeavors continue without the grace and strength of the gods?

Alm : They won’t continue on their own. We have to make it happen. We’ll forge a land where we can do just that. All of us—together.

Celica : That sounds lovely, Alm. And you’re right. I know we can do it.

Alm : We can…and we will. I think Mila and Duma gave us one last gift… The strength to trust in our own abilities. …Anyway, it’s time. Let’s go, Celica.

Celica : Gladly.

(An in-game cutscene of Alm offering Celica's hand plays. Celica gladly accepts it, and they walk onto the balcony as the scene fades to white. It crossfades to a CG image of the masses welcoming Alm and Celica.)

Narrator: And so the long war drew to a close. After countless sacrifices, at last, a new peace dawned in Valentia. Was it inexorable fate that saw this conflict erupt? No man or woman alive can say. Only one truth is clear: War will come again, when man grows proud and slothful once more, and its flames will devour one and all, raging until the very earth itself lies scorched and bare of life. For whatever madness lay in the hearts of gods… a darkness deeper still beats wild in the hearts of man…

(The scene fades to white and the battle results and credits play. After the credits, an image of the Mila Tree is shown with the text " The End " appearing before the scene fades out.)

Character Endings
Alm As first king of the One Kingdom of Valentia, Alm spent his life restoring the continent to glory. He would be remembered fondly by later generations as Saint-King Alm I, who cast off the gods’ oppressive yoke and founded a dynasty that would last a thousand years.

Celica

In marrying Alm, Celica became the first queen of the One Kingdom of Valentia, and aided her king with wisdom and compassion. Believed by the people to be a reincarnation of Mila, she was universally loved for her work fostering peace within the nascent kingdom.

Mycen

As the One Kingdom’s new chancellor—and right-hand man to King Alm I—good Sir Mycen worked tirelessly toward the kingdom’s restoration. Despite his formal standing and title, the king and queen continued to love him like a grandfather.

Nomah

After spearheading the unification of the Mila and Duma Faithful, Nomah became the new sect’s high priest. Despite being adored by a congregation numbering in the tens of thousands, his friends attest that he retained his playful, lighthearted nature all his life.

Lukas

Lukas joined the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights, and after retiring, founded a school where he devoted himself to his students’ education. His calm, intellectual mien won him many friends, and he never longed for companionship throughout the rest of his days.

Kliff

With the war over, Kliff bid Alm farewell and vanished—with some speculating that he left for a new continent. Decades later, a young man claiming to be Kliff’s son arrived in Valentia to serve the king. The boy was said to have a tremendous gift for magic.

Tobin

As one of the most scrupulous knights in the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood, Tobin spent his life serving his friend King Alm. The king, in turn, placed a great deal of trust in Tobin, eventually granting him both a title and his own castle.

(If Gray died)

Unable to move past Gray’s death, Tobin abruptly vanished before reappearing just as suddenly several years later. At King Alm’s suggestion, he joined the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights. The talkative, playful Tobin of old, however, was gone forever.

Gray

As a member of the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights, Gray worked diligently at restoring the continent. He applied himself equally to winning Clair’s heart, and beat Tobin out in the end. As he was heard to say, “Pick the guy with the big heart, not the pretty face.”

(If Tobin died)

Devastated by Tobin’s death, Gray was nearly lost to the demon drink until Clair convinced him to clean up. After declining knighthoods in the One Kingdom, the two married and lived out quiet lives. Gray was especially fond of his son, whom he named after his friend.

(If Clair died)

Having lost the woman he loved, Gray surprised even himself by embracing the life of a vagabond and setting off for parts unknown. His friends spared no effort in attempting to track him down, but it was to no avail.

Faye

Unable to get Alm out of her mind, Faye returned to her old life in Ram Village. Eventually, she met and married a suitor who claimed he did not mind her pining for the king, though her habit of vanishing without notice for days at a time continued to worry her new family.

Clair

As a knight of the One Kingdom, Clair worked hard on behalf of the continent. In time, Gray’s tenacity won her over, and she became his wife and then a mother. But Clair never stayed grounded—she and her pegasus continued to race across the sky, gawkers be damned.

(If Gray died)

Gray’s death left Clair feeling betrayed and alone, but she joined the knights of the One Kingdom and contributed greatly to their growth. The people were enamored with her melancholy beauty, which was a splash of color amidst the mostly dour men of the Brotherhood.

Clive

Clive was appointed the first captain of the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights. His talent and honesty made him popular with commoners and nobles alike, and under his leadership, the knights flourished. He and his lovely wife were objects of the people’s envy.

(If Mathilda died)

His heart still heavy from the loss of Mathilda, Clive was appointed captain of the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights. A few short years later, he was killed in a skirmish with pirates. The people grieved deeply over the young loss of so fine a knight.

Forsyth

Forsyth joined the One Kingdom’s knights after the war, working hard to bring order back to the land. Time took off some of his more caustic edges, and he served many years alongside Clive as a poised and thoughtful lieutenant.

(If Clive died)

Forsyth joined the One Kingdom’s knights after the war, and he lived his life for them as the late Clive would have wanted. Time took off some of Forsyth’s more caustic edges, giving him a poised and thoughtful demeanor that reminded many of his old commander.

(If Python died)

Forsyth joined the One Kingdom’s knights after the war. The loss of Python left him empty, which is perhaps why he volunteered to go to the borderlands to bring the king’s peace. He met and wed a woman from the area, and the two never returned to the capital.

Python

While the One Kingdom offered him a knighthood, Python chose a quieter life as head of a frontier militia that defended villages and towns from brigands. His old friend would visit now and then, often with a bottle the two would use to wile the night away.

(If Forsyth died)

Python accepted a knighthood from the One Kingdom, growing into a new man who worked diligently— almost as if possessed by Forsyth. Sadly, he died a few short years later while fighting to suppress a rebellion, his wounds claiming him while he was far too young.

Mae

Mae returned to Novis and resumed her work at the priory with Boey. The two bickered endlessly before— and after—their wedding, while managing to raise many children during the pauses between barbs. Both of them often remarked that they couldn’t possibly be happier.

(If Boey died)

After the loss of her verbal sparring partner, Boey, Mae fell into a deep depression—but the encouragement of her friends eventually helped light return to her life. She spent her days helping others at the priory, where she was beloved for her kindness and wicked humor.

Silque

The war left Valentia with many wounded, and Silque traveled to the former Rigel to heal all that she could. Her exact path is difficult to retrace, but anecdotes survive across the continent telling of the countless lives she saved.

Genny

After falling in a most unlikely love, Genny wed a man no one would ever expect. As for whom she married, exactly, no one can say—whenever her friends asked, she replied only with a smile and an enigmatic laugh.

Boey

After returning to the priory on Novis, Boey weathered a trying courtship with Mae until the two were wed. Children came soon and in plentiful number, giving the pair a host of new excuses to argue. Joy takes curious forms at times, but Boey was a happy man indeed.

(If Mae died)

Only after losing Mae did Boey realize the nature and intensity of his feelings for her. Wracked with regret, he poured himself into his work, ultimately succeeding Nomah as high priest of the priory. He spent his life there aiding the poor in humble—yet rewarding—service.

Conrad

Post-war, Conrad put down his lance and took up a quill, beginning a long career as a civil servant. Following Mycen’s retirement, he became chancellor, shepherding Valentia’s prosperity for years. Despite an endless chain of suitors, he remained single all his life.

Kamui

Intrigued by Jesse’s idea, Kamui helped to found a kingdom of mercenaries, and lived there happily for a time. In the end, however, his wanderlust prevailed—one day he went for a stroll and simply vanished, never to be seen again.

(If Jesse died)

Kamui established a new kingdom of, and for, mercenaries in what was once Grieth’s territory. Relations with Valentia were favorable, with Kamui often aiding the king in times of need. In later life, his efforts earned him fame and respect as “the Steel Amidst the Sand.”

Leon

Welcomed into the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights, Leon remained at Valbar’s side until an injury ended his fighting career. He then took up work as a merchant in the city market, where he lived free, happy, and dauntlessly true to himself to the last.

(If Valbar died)

Dealt a grievous blow by Valbar’s death, Leon disappeared for a time before returning to join the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights. There, he fought with the strength of a hundred men, and later served as an instructor to new recruits, contributing greatly to the order.

Valbar

Valbar joined the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights at Alm’s request, where he worked to train the next generation. Well-loved for his open and honest nature, he spent his years happily surrounded by friends and admirers.

Mathilda

Mathilda cast her armor aside and wed Clive. She was rarely seen in public after that, having perhaps chosen to support her husband behind the scenes instead. However, her legendary exploits as a knight are sure to live on forever in Valentian history.

(If Clive died)

Clive’s death forced Mathilda to carry on in his place as captain of the One Kingdom’s Brotherhood of Knights. The grief in her heart steeled her, and she became a key figure in the kingdom’s growth. Her legendary exploits are sure to live on forever in Valentian history.

Atlas

After returning to the mountain home where his brothers waited, Atlas resumed life as a lumberjack— though his work defending the village from bandits continued to win him admiration. While retired from the army, he was always first to aid the queen in times of need.

Jesse

After successfully founding a mercenary kingdom in Grieth’s former land, Jesse then proved successful at ruling it. In times of strife, he worked with Alm to secure peace. Tales of his valor are told even now, in which he’s reverentially called “the Steel Amidst the Sand.”

Sonya

Sonya’s search for a cure for women turned into witches took her across the land. Her trail ended in a remote region, after which she was never seen again. Rumors fly, however, that shortly thereafter a new witch took up residence in Nuibaba’s abode on Fear Mountain.

Deen

Shortly after the war, Deen vanished without a trace, along with the Brave Sword. No record exists of his whereabouts thereafter.

Saber

Along with Jesse, Saber helped build the foundation for a new kingdom of, and for, mercenaries. He continued working as a sellsword for years to come and aided the One Kingdom on many occasions— always with his stunning bride by his side.

(If Jesse died)

Along with his stunning bride, Saber toiled to rebuild Valentia. Though he never officially enlisted as a knight, he put his mercenary skills and experience to work traveling the land and mediating local struggles—either with a fist of steel or a pint of ale.

Luthier

Painfully aware of the inadequacy of his magic, Luthier journeyed across the sea. What he did there is unclear, but stories tell of a steady stream of angry ruffians who later came to Valentia with a bone to pick with an eccentric mage…

Delthea

After the war, Delthea decided to lock away her magic and pursue a wild and happy life as an ordinary woman. She found herself the perfect husband at court, but made a point to return to her village often, where she would liven things up with tales of her brother.

Tatiana

Tatiana prayed that Zeke’s memory would remain hazy, and the two eventually did live something of a happy life. Though they were parted at times, Zeke always returned to Tatiana’s side in the end.

(If Zeke died)

Her true love lost, Tatiana holed up in her priory and devoted herself to prayer. One old friend could not bear to see her alone in such a way, and he made it a point to woo her. Eventually, his efforts overcame her grief, and they were wed.

Catria

Having rescued Est as planned, Catria returned home in triumph. Tales of her further exploits line the pages of Archanea’s history books.

(If Palla or Est died)

Though painful loss hung over her return home like a dark cloud, the annals of Archanean history are replete with tales of Catria’s glorious exploits later in life.

Palla

Having rescued Est as planned, Palla returned home in triumph. Tales of her further exploits line the pages of Archanea’s history books.

(If Catria or Est died)

Though painful loss hung over her return home like a dark cloud, the annals of Archanean history are replete with tales of Palla’s glorious exploits later in life.

Est

Successfully reunited with her sisters, Est returned home in triumph. Tales of her further exploits line the pages of Archanea’s history books.

(If Palla or Catria died)

Though painful loss hung over her return home like a dark cloud, the annals of Archanean history are replete with tales of Est’s glorious exploits later in life.

Zeke

The fires of war had illuminated the dark recesses of Zeke’s memory. But he loved Tatiana too much to burden her with his tortuous past, so he chose to bear it in silence as they lived out their lives together.

(If Tatiana died)

The loss of Tatiana, the woman who had loved him deeply and unconditionally, shook Zeke with grief. He abruptly vanished from Valentia shortly after the war ended, and while some claim to have sighted him in Archanea, none of those sightings were confirmed.