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  • Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes

With Male Avatar Edit

C Support Edit

  • Avatar: Greetings, Odin.
  • Odin: Oh, I didn't see you there, Lord Avatar.
  • Avatar: Why are you standing out here all by yourself?
  • Odin: Isn't it obvious? You are witness to a quiet intermission in the play that is my life.
  • Avatar: Intermission? What are you talking about?
  • Odin: Well to put it quite simply, I'm enjoying a nice moment of tranquility.
  • Avatar: Ah, now I understand. Why didn't you just say that to begin with? And why are you holding that strange pose? It looks exhausting.
  • Odin: Oh this? It's a unique creation that I concocted myself. This stance grants me incredible power.
  • Avatar: Huh, I've never seen anyone stick out their hand like that. It's very... unique.
  • Odin: Hahaha!
  • Avatar: What's so funny?
  • Odin: Well it's clear that the moment has come to unveil the origin of this divine creation... That being said, the explanation will take some time...
  • Avatar: Umm, I don't think I need to hear all that. You'll have to excuse me, Odin. *Avatar leaves*
  • Odin: What do you mean? Hey, wait a second! Don't leave! 

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Finally! I've been searching high and low for you!
  • Avatar: Why were you looking for me, Odin?
  • Odin: Obviously, I must explain the origin of this unique pose in minute detail.
  • Avatar: I told you before, I really don't need all that information. I was just curious about the weird thing that you were doing.
  • Odin: This unique pose grants me extraordinary power whenever I use my dark magic. Only a chosen one such as myself can tap into the might bequeathed by this creation. I'm sure that you're wondering who chose me. Sadly, I cannot tell you. It is a profound secret that must stay locked away in the pit of my heart.
  • Avatar: O-OK... I guess that makes sense.
  • Odin: Allow me to propose an idea. I believe that you should come up with a special name for this fascinating pose. With the perfect title, this creation will make me even more powerful!
  • Avatar: Oh really? I'm surprised that you haven't named it already.
  • Odin: Inspiration has yet to strike. That's why I require you assistance. I feel that time is right to transfer the naming rights to you. On a cosmic level, I know that it was meant to be.
  • Avatar: What do you mean exactly? I'm a little bit confused...
  • Odin: Just what I said! You must rename my holy creation! Help me unleash the true power within! Just think for a moment, and then whisper the name into my ear. It's obvious that people will tell tall tales about this moment for years to come. Probably until time itself comes to a halt.
  • Avatar: So you want me to rename it right now? On the spot like this? But I haven't had any time to actually think up anything good yet.
  • Odin: That's fine! It should be spontaneous. Just embrace the sheer joy of creation! Set yourself free, and shout whatever springs immediately to mind!
  • Avatar: All right... Hmm, let's see... Umm...
  • Odin: This is such a thrill! I'm getting goose bumps already!
  • Avatar: Hmm...
  • Odin: Still thinking, eh?
  • Avatar: Listen, I'm sorry. Nothing interesting is really coming to mind. Can I have a bit of time to think it over?
  • Odin: Wh-what?! You can't possibly be serious. How could you possibly cast off the honor of naming this beautiful pose?
  • Avatar: I never said that I wouldn't do it. Just give me some time!
  • Odin: I'm in shock. It's horribly cruel of you to get my expectations up. How could you?
  • Avatar: Calm down, Odin! You're getting all upset for no reason.
  • Odin: I can't help it! I'm very serious. Please, just think up a name already. Wait, I have an idea. Maybe something will come to you if I offer up some ideas first. What do you think?
  • Avatar: Well, if it really means that much to you... Fine, I'll do it.
  • Odin: Outstanding! We can start brainstorming when I see you next!

A Support Edit

  • Odin: Pardon, Avatar. Can we speak for a moment?
  • Avatar: *sigh* You found me...
  • Odin: Well of course I did! I've been thinking a great deal about our recent conversation... To be perfectly honest, no brilliant ideas leapt forward in my mind. This enchanted pose will obviously be talked about for decades to come. But the sheer weight of that knowledge is impeding my creative flow.
  • Avatar: Well that's too bad. I'm sure you'll figure something out eventually. *Avatar leaves*
  • Odin: Now wait just a minute! Why are acting so cold toward me? Can't we talk for a bit? Please?
  • Avatar: *Avatar reappears* Hmph...
  • Odin: We must engage with every single idea, no matter how small. Together we can conceive infinite possible names and debate them freely! That is precisely the sort of conversation I desire.
  • Avatar: Sorry, but I um...have to go take care of something. Bye, Odin.
  • Odin: Quit making all of these cowardly excuses. This won't take up much time. Please, I'll even do my best not to wear you out. I'll do whatever it takes!
  • Avatar: OK, fine. I can't turn you down if you're really this passionate. But please, let's try to make this brief.
  • Odin: I knew that you'd never let me down! Thank you, Lord Avatar! This means the world to me. When we were speaking before, I felt tremendous joy. Your obvious enthusiasm is a great source of delight and inspiration. That's precisely why you must be the one who decides upon the final name. So what kind of moniker do you think would be most appropriate? Having a general idea would almost certainly make this process easier.
  • Avatar: You just need a basic idea? Hmm... Well it should probably be pretty timeless, don't you think? Something impressive, just like you.
  • Odin: Wait, wait... You think I'm impressive?
  • Avatar: Yes, I do. You can be a little tough to understand sometimes... But whenever we fight together, you're so calm and assured. I've always admired that.
  • Odin: R-really?! You mean it? I don't know what to say... I'm beyond thrilled to receive such high praise from you. It's as through a lightning bolt of emotion has just struck my heart. Yes, I believe you've touched my very soul. With all these feelings percolating within me, I know just what to do! I have it! The all-important name has finally come to me! It is a glorious revelation. Brace yourself, Lord Avatar! The name of this smoldering pose is... Shadow Glitter!
  • Avatar: Umm, you just named it yourself, Odin.
  • Odin: Ahh! You're right. I got completely carried away. I'm terribly sorry. I'd promised that we would work out a title together!
  • Avatar: Oh, it's fine. I'm just happy that I could lend you a helping hand. In a way, we did figure it out together. I think Shadow Glitter is a perfect name. It's suits you quite well.
  • Odin: Th-thank you! Just hearing you say that makes me unspeakably pleased. I hope you can still think of me as a reliable friend and companion. I didn't mean to get caught up in my moment of divine inspiration.
  • Avatar: Please, don't worry about it, Odin. I'm just glad that we don't have to talk about it anymore!

With Female AvatarEdit

C Support Edit

  • Avatar: Greetings, Odin.
  • Odin: Oh, I didn't see you there, Lady Avatar.
  • Avatar: Why are you standing out here all by yourself?
  • Odin: Isn't it obvious? You are witness to a quiet intermission in the play that is my life.
  • Avatar: Intermission? What are you talking about?
  • Odin: Well to put it quite simply, I'm enjoying a nice moment of tranquility.
  • Avatar: Ah, now I understand. Why didn't you just say that to begin with? And why are you holding that strange pose? It looks exhausting.
  • Odin: Oh this? It's a unique creation that I concocted myself. This stance grants me incredible power.
  • Avatar: Huh, I've never seen anyone stick out their hand like that. It's very... unique.
  • Odin: Hahaha...
  • Avatar: What's so funny?
  • Odin: Well it's clear that the moment has come to unveil the origin of this divine creation... That being said, the explanation will take some time...
  • Avatar: Umm, I don't think I need to hear all that. You'll have to excuse me, Odin. *Avatar exits
  • Odin: What do you mean? Hey, wait a second! Don't leave!

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Finally! I found you, Lady Avatar.
  • Avatar: Oh, were you looking for me, Odin?
  • Odin: Obviously. I must explain the origin of this unique pose in minute detail.
  • Avatar: I told you before, I really don't need all that information. I was just curious about the weird thing that you were doing.
  • Odin: This unique pose grants me extraordinary power whenever I use my dark magic. Only a chosen one such as myself can tap into the might granted by this creation. I'm sure that you're wondering who chose me. Sadly, I cannot tell you. It is a profound secret that must stay locked away in the pit of my heart.
  • Avatar: O-Ok... I guess that makes sense.
  • Odin: Allow me to propose an idea. I believe that you should come up with a special name for this fascinating pose. With the perfect title, this creation will make me even more powerful!
  • Avatar: Oh, really? I'm surprised that you haven't named it already.
  • Odin: Inspiration has yet to strike. That's why I require your assistance. I feel that the time is right to transfer the naming rights to you. On a cosmic level, I can sense that it is meant to be.
  • Avatar: What do you mean exactly? I'm a little bit confused...
  • Odin: Just what I said! You must rename my holy creation! Help me unleash the true power within! Just think for a moment, then whisper the name into my ear. It's obvious that people will tell tall tales about this moment for years to come. Probably until time itself comes to a halt.
  • Avatar: So you want me to rename it right now? On the spot like this? But I haven't had any time to actually think up a good name yet.
  • Odin: That's fine! It should be spontaneous. Just embrace the sheer joy of creation! Set yourself free, and shout whatever springs immediately to mind!
  • Avatar: All right... Hmm, let's see... Umm...
  • Odin: This is such a thrill! I'm getting goose bumps already!
  • Avatar: Hmm...
  • Odin: Still thinking, eh?
  • Avatar: Listen. I'm sorry. Nothing is coming immediately to mind. Can I have a bit of time to think it over?
  • Odin: Wh-what?! You can't possibly be serious. How could you cast off the honor of naming this beautiful pose?
  • Avatar: I didn't say that I wouldn't do it. Just give me some time!
  • Odin: I'm in shock. It's horribly cruel of you to get my hopes up. How could you?
  • Avatar: Calm down, Odin! You're getting all upset for no reason.
  • Odin: I can't help it! I'm very serious. Please, just think up a name already. Wait, I have an idea. maybe something will come to you if I offer up some ideas first. What do you think?
  • Avatar: Well, if it really means that much to you... Fine, I'll do it.
  • Odin: Outstanding! We can start brainstorming when I next see you!

A Support Edit

  • Odin: Pardon me, Avatar. Can we speak for a moment?
  • Avatar: *sigh* You found me...
  • Odin: Well of course I did! I've been thinking a great deal about our recent conversation... To be perfectly honest, no brilliant ideas leapt forward in my mind. This enchanted pose will obviously be talked about for decades to come. But the sheer weight of that knowledge is impeding my creative flow.
  • Avatar: Well that;s too bad. I'm sure you'll figure something out eventually though.
  • Avatar exits
  • Odin: Now wait just a minute! Why are you acting so cold toward me? Can't we talk for a bit? Please?
  • Avatar enters
  • Avatar: Hmph...
  • Odin: We must engage with every single idea, no matter how small. Together we can conceive infinite possible names and debate them freely! That is precisely the sort of conversation that I desire.
  • Avatar: Sorry, but I um...have to go take care of something. Bye, Odin.
  • Odin: Quit making all of these cowardly excuses. This won't take up much time. Please, I'll even do my best not to wear you out. I'll do whatever it takes!
  • Avatar: OK, fine. I can't turn you down if you're really this passionate. But please, let's try to make this brief.
  • Odin: I knew that you'd come through for me! Thank you, Avatar. This means the world to me. When we were speaking before, I felt tremendous joy. Your obvious enthusiasm is a great source of delight and inspiration. That's precisely why you must be the one who decides upon the final name. So what kind of moniker do you think would be most appropriate? Having a general idea would almost certainly make this process easier.
  • Avatar: You just need a basic idea? Hmm... Well it should probably be pretty timeless, don't you think? Something impressive, just like you.
  • Odin: Wait, wait... You think I'm impressive?
  • Avatar: Yes, I do. You can be a little touch to understand sometimes... But whenever we fight together, you're always so calm and assured. All I meant is that it's pretty remarkable.
  • Odin: R-really?! You mean it? I don't know what to say... I'm beyond thrilled to receive such praise from you. It's as though a lightning bolt of emotion has just struck my heart. Yes. I believe you've touched my very soul. With all these feelings percolating within me, I know just what to do! I have it! The all-important name has finally come to me! It is a glorious revelation. Brace yourself, Lady Avatar... The name of this smoldering pose is... Shadow Glitter!
  • Avatar: Umm, you just named it yourself, Odin.
  • Odin: Ahh! You're right. I got completely carried away. I'm terribly sorry. I'd promised that we would work out a title together!
  • Avatar: Oh, it's fine. I'm just happy that I could lend you a helping hand. In a way, we did figure it out together. And Shadow Glitter is a perfect name. It suits you quite well.
  • Odin: Th-thank you! Just hearing you say that makes me unspeakably pleased. I hope you can still think of me as a reliable friend and companion. I didn't mean to get caught up in my moment of divine inspiration.
  • Avatar: It's fine, Odin. I'm just glad that we don't have to talk about it anymore!

S Support Edit

  • Odin: The endless screaming inside my soul is utterly unbearable...What is this strange heartache that devours me from within?
  • Avatar: Umm, Odin?
  • Odin: Shh, don't speak to me. I can't possibly listen to your faint murmuring...
  • Avatar: But I only came here because you called me.
  • Odin: I, the chosen one, summoned you?
  • Avatar: If you can't remember what you wanted to talk about, I'm going to head back home.
  • Odin: Whoa, now! Wait just one minute! I know exactly why I called on you. Thank you for coming to see me. I'm sorry for being a bit rude earlier. I lost my composure.
  • Avatar: Why are you so nervous anyways? Is something wrong?
  • Odin: Are you familiar with the concept of matrimony, Avatar?
  • Avatar: What do you mean?
  • Odin: Allow me to explain... It is a binding agreement between two people not related by blood. Those people share feelings of tenderness and love... Which is why they decide to share their lives together.
  • Avatar: Odin, I know what marriage is.
  • Odin: Haha, well of course you do!
  • Avatar: What are you getting at anyway? Why does it matter if I'm familiar with marriage?
  • Odin: Well, um... If you've already been blessed with this knowledge, I'll skip to the point. I must confess something of grave importance. For I wish to propose a bonding of souls for the rest of eternity...
  • Avatar: Odin, skip to the point. Are you asking me to marry you?
  • Odin: H-how did you discover my intentions so swiftly?
  • Avatar: Well it was pretty obvious when you asked about the whole matrimony thing.
  • Odin: Ha. Now I see. You're incredibly quick. Explaining this will be simple. Thou art my--
  • Avatar: I think I'm going to leave now.
  • Odin: What?! You can't go!
  • Avatar: I'm not going to stay here and listen to your dramatic nonsense. I'm sick of the crazy airs you put on. If you want to have a real conversation, you should be honest and direct, Odin.
  • Odin: You're absolutely right. This is no way to propose.
  • Avatar: You're important to me, Odin. So if you're going to do this, then you had better do it properly.
  • Odin: Ahem. Lady Avatar, I have loved you deeply for some time. There are so many things that I wish to share with you. I hope that I can be someone that you grow to rely on in the years to come. I'll do everything I can to protect and cherish you in every possible way. As proof of my feelings, I've brought you this ring. Granted, it's not filled with brilliant gems and stunning diamonds... But it's the most valuable thing that I could possibly find. Please, take it as a symbol of my devotion. Won't you marry me, Lady Avatar?
  • Avatar: That was very sweet, Odin. It was lovely to hear you speak so honestly. Of course I'll marry you.
  • Odin: Really?! You will! By the gods, I've never been happier! Ah, but there is one other thing...
  • Avatar: Oh? What is it?
  • Odin: One day, I will be wrapped in a black wind and carried back to another dimension. For I am but a lowly mage tormented by the cruel goddess of fate...
  • Avatar: You're already back to this again? I have no idea what you're talking about.
  • Odin: I'm sorry. I thought since I proposed already that you wouldn't mind.
  • Avatar: Do you know what a mood is? Because you're completely ruining it right now.
  • Odin: You're right. I'm terribly sorry.
  • Avatar: Just allow me to enjoy this moment, and then you can return to your ways. From this day forward, I will accept you and your quirks. I love you, Odin.
  • Odin: And I love you, Lady Avatar.
  • Odin: The stars shall go dark before my devotion to you fades. Uhh, I mean... I love you.

With AzuraEdit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: The time is nigh! Lend me your strength, cursed minions of the unending darkness! Ah, yes...I can feel it... The power coursing through me... I'm unstoppable now! Behold the birth of my new special move... SHADOW DRAGON FIRE ASSAULT! ... Heheh, not too shabby. One day a time shall come when I must use that power...
  • Azura: ...
  • Odin: Argh!! Azura! I mean...milady! I, um, didn't know you were there.
  • Azura: I figured as much. My apologies, Odin. I didn't mean to interrupt your...ritual. Please, pretend I'm not here.
  • Odin: ...Erm, that may prove difficult, as it were. May I ask what you're doing here?
  • Azura: Oh, I'm simply watching you and thinking. Actually, watching you makes me feel happy and calm for some reason.
  • Odin: Milady! What are you saying?! C-could this be...a confession of secret love?!
  • Azura: Oh no, that's not it at all. Don't worry, Odin, it's definitely nothing like that.
  • Odin: Ah, I see... Well, I'm glad you cleared things up so, um, quickly and bluntly...
  • Azura: To be honest, I've been dwelling on some bad memories recently. It's been rough. For whatever reason, watching you do... what you do seems to cheer me up. You make me forget about my troubles and realize how silly it is to dwell on the past.
  • Odin: I see. Um, happy to be of service, milady.
  • Azura: If you don't mind, there's something I've been meaning to ask you.
  • Odin: As you wish. Fire away.
  • Azura: Do you have any bad memories, Odin? Ones you have a hard time letting go of?
  • Odin: ... Hahaha! You can't be serious! One such as me? Held back by bad memories?! Well, if you must know... I suppose I do. Quite a lot actually...
  • Azura: Odin... That was an unexpected answer. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked.
  • Odin: Unexpected? Interesting. Well, maybe I'll tell you more about it sometime. Let's just say there's a place...and the thought of it fills me with fear.
  • Azura: How odd. I wonder what he means by that...

B Support Edit

  • Azura: A suspension bridge is a strange place to meet, Odin. Is everything OK? Oh! Or is this that place you mentioned the other day? The one that frightens you?
  • Odin: ...
  • Azura: Odin?
  • Odin: Heh! Hehehe! Heheh... Ah, thi-this turbulent weather and formidable height... Oh gods, this is bad. This is really bad...
  • Azura: Odin?! What's wrong? You're as pale as a ghost! I guess you really meant it when you told me this place terrified you.
  • Odin: I was d-deadly serious, milady... If only I was graced with your s-serenity.
  • Azura: Odin, may I ask why you are so terrified of heights?
  • Odin: Where to begin... Some time ago... Well, strictly speaking, it's technically some time in the future... Er, anyway, let's just say something very bad happened to me... I was trying to retrieve something, but then something truly frightening happened. Sadly, I am not at liberty to share any more details than that. M-my apologies.
  • Azura: Oh, I see...
  • Odin: M-milady! I can't help but feel I've disappointed you with my secrecy. Th-that cannot stand. I shall have to push myself to share a bit more with you.
  • Azura: Huh?
  • Odin: No, don't try to talk me out of it. You said I inspire you to conquer bad memories... And if th-that's the case, I need to do this. F-face my fears and...and...face them...
  • Azura: I'm not quite sure what you're saying, but there's no need for you to worry about me!
  • Odin: No, it's decided. I'm very particular about maintaining my image. S-so I have to make sure I look cool all the time, especially to my fans!
  • Azura: Your...fans? And I don't believe I ever said you looked cool, but I suppose...
  • Odin: All right. Here I go! DEEP BREATH! This is for you, milady!
  • Azura: Um... Are you sure you're going to be OK?
  • Odin: I CAN DO THIS! Come hither, brave minions of the deep, cold darkness! Reveal yourselves! Come forth from thy eternal abyss! Yes, that's it! It's working! The power! Yeeessss!! Minions, now is the time! Push your master across the bridge! SHADOW DRAGON FIRE ASSAULT! Hyaaaa!!!
  • Azura: Um, Odin? You're being very brave, but... My, I wonder if he realizes running like that is making the bridge much shakier...

A Support Edit

  • Azura: Odin, I've been meaning to tell you how brave you were the other day. Watching you fearlessly cross that bridge was impressive. You were...pretty cool!
  • Odin: It was nothing, milady! Truly, I'd brave any danger to put your mind at ease. If watching me face death helps you cope with your own memories, so be it!
  • Azura: Speaking of my memories... You might not know this, but I was once a Princess of Nohr.
  • Odin: Yes, so I've heard.
  • Azura: It was only my home for a short time. I've never told anyone this, but... I lived every day in fear, as I was constantly tormented by the king's subordinates. It was so bad, so cruel, to this day I can't seem to completely let it go... But you, Odin! You were so brave, the way you faced your fear. You really inspired me.
  • Odin: Azura... Truly, it was nothing. Overcoming the past is no small feat, but I know you can do it. I believe in you. Oh, and I can help! I just came up with a new spell, the Merciless Memory Masher! It will help you overcome your bad memories once and for all!
  • Azura: Ah... Well, I suppose it's worth a shot. What do I have to do?
  • Odin: Just stay put! There's a ritual I have to perform before we get started. Then I'll cast the spell on you using my signature moves. The cool ones!
  • Azura: Um, won't that look a bit...strange?
  • Odin: Of course not! OK, let's get started. You just stay right there and try not to move or blink. Perfect. All right, here we go... Odin Dark summons the power of the night! HEAR ME, NIGHT!
  • Azura: (Oh no, this isn't good. He's really getting into that weird song and dance... He's so focused. I have a feeling this could go on for quite a while... Oh gods... What will I do if someone sees what's happening right now? That might be more traumatizing than my memories. That's it, I can't let this go on...)
  • Azura: Um...Odin? That spell is really amazing! I think it's already done the trick!
  • Odin: Really?! Wow, that was QUICK! Wait, are you sure it worked?!
  • Azura: Yes! It absolutely did! I couldn't feel better! Thank you, Odin! I'm certain my life will be a lot simpler and happier from now on.
  • Odin: It was an honor to help you, milady!
  • Odin: (Although that's really strange, since I hadn't even started the spell yet...)

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Milady! I'm so happy you agreed to come see me.
  • Azura: Of course, Odin. In any case, I wanted to thank you. I've felt much happier lately.
  • Odin: That's great, because I have one more happiness spell I'd like to show you...
  • Azura: A-another one?! But, um, I think that last one was more than sufficient...
  • Odin: Talking to you about our fears has really inspired me. So I came up with a spell... Instead of overcoming the past, this one will ensure your future is a happy one! And so, allow me to unveil my latest masterpiece... Omega Joy Crescendo!
  • Azura: ...
  • Odin: I asked you to come here today so I could show it to you. Nothing fancy this time. It'll be over before you know it.
  • Azura: Um, does this new spell require another ritual, like the one from the other day?
  • Odin: Oh, but of course! How did you know? Once again I'll need you to stand still while I prepare your aura. When time and space have properly aligned, I'll cast the spell.
  • Azura: ...
  • Odin: Let's do this! Keep standing there, just like that. All right, here we go...
  • Azura: I think I'm probably fine without the spell...
  • Odin: Please, I insist! PLEASE! Just close your eyes—this will be really quick.
  • Azura: I guess it's OK...
  • Odin: Odin Dark summons the power of the light! HEAR ME, LIGHT!
  • Azura: (Oh goodness, there he goes again... Ugh, it's just like the other day... At this point it feels like he's showing off more than anything... I bet that's what it is. I need to stop this before it becomes any more traumatizing...)
  • Azura: ...
  • Azura: Um, Odin? Wow, another amazing spell! I can already feel it working!
  • Odin: No way, really?! Great! In that case, open your eyes.
  • Azura: ...
  • Azura: O-Odin...? Why are you kneeling down like that? And why are you holding a ring?
  • Odin: Since I know I'll have to return to my own time one day, I've kept my feelings hidden. But I simply can't go a moment longer without confessing my love! That's the "spell" I was talking about... Actually, it's more like a promise. Azura, I promise to dedicate myself to your happiness. So, um...will you marry me?
  • Azura: ...
  • Azura: Odin, I... Yes! Of course I will!
  • Odin: That's OK, I understand... WAIT, really?! You mean it?
  • Azura: Without you, I'd still be agonizing over my painful past. You've made me so happy. I'm not crazy about your, um, rituals and all that, but I think I could get used to it. Maybe one day I'll feel comfortable being that silly in front of people too!
  • Odin: I can't believe it. I'm so happy! What a relief! Well then, darling, shall we finish the spell?
  • Azura: Um, you know, I think we should probably call that spell done. Let's go tell everyone our happy news! Right this moment! I'll go first!
  • Odin: But what about the spell? You haven't seen the best part! Azuraaaa!

With Felicia Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Aha! The dark power overflows! I must channel it into my newest spell! Prepare to unleash the AGONIZING TOMATO! Hmm? Felicia? How long have you been standing there?
  • Felicia: Oh, you know...a while. OK, OK! I've been here the whole time! I'm sorry!
  • Odin: If anyone should apologize, it should be my magic! It is overpowering! You were mesmerized! How can humble Odin be of service?
  • Felicia: Oh, don't mind me! I'm just keeping an eye on you.
  • Odin: Wha?
  • Felicia: I was told you needed some supervision.
  • Odin: Huh?! Who said that?
  • Felicia: Well, it wasn't one specific person.
  • Odin: Oh, several people then?
  • Felicia: Uh...no. Actually, it was a lot of people.
  • Odin: How many people? What are we talking here? A couple of new recruits?
  • Felicia: ...All the new recruits. I'm sorry! It's just...your behavior is kinda weird. They're a little freaked out!
  • Odin: I see. So Odin Dark is feared? Did you tell them about my wondrous deeds?...The dark fates I've overturned? The magi spells I've conjured in my sleep?
  • Felicia: Uh, no. Not exactly.
  • Odin: I would be alone now. Excuse me.
  • Felicia: Odin, wait up!

B Support Edit

  • Felicia: Odin, are you sitting in this dark tent all by yourself?
  • Odin: Oh. hey, Felicia. Leave me alone.
  • Felicia: Are you OK? I feel terrible about the other day. I didn't realize you'd be so upset!
  • Odin: I don't need your sympathy! I'll just curl up in a little ball where no one can see me.
  • Felicia: I've never seen you like this! You're really depressed, huh?
  • Odin: I didn't realize the pall I'd cast. Now, it threatens to swallow me whole.
  • Felicia: Please, don't be upset! Here. Let me pour you some tea. A hot cup of tea always makes me feel better! This will cheer you right up! Oh, no!
  • Odin: Ahhh!
  • Felicia: Odin! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to pour the tea on your head!
  • Odin: It's no big deal! A scalding bath for my soul—my flesh singed, but not destroyed! Now I feel as miserable on the inside as I do on the outside.
  • Felicia: I was just trying to help.
  • Odin: There's something I still don't get. Am I really THAT weird? This world's full of crazies! Look at Jakob. He has split-personality disorder. The minute Lady/Lord Avatar he's a celestial being with a heart of gold. With everyone else, he's a jerk. Silas? He's OK, but he's into some strange stuff. Or Arthur? He must have done something terrible to the gods to have such bad luck! All of the ladies are sick and tired of being hit on by Laslow! You know it's true! And Niles?! Seriously?! Is anyone shadier than that character? Why single me out?
  • Felicia: I don't know. That's a good point.
  • Odin: You're not supervising any of them, are you?
  • Felicia: ...No.
  • Odin: Argh! This is So unfair! What's wrong with ME?!

A Support Edit

  • Odin: Felicia, I'm sorry you have to waste all of your time following me around.
  • Felicia: I don't mind. I just wish I could cheer you up! Do you mind if I give you some advice?
  • Odin: Go ahead.
  • Felicia: You're right! There are plenty of oddballs and misfits in this army...It's just that on one has as much flair as you do.
  • Odin: Are you saying I stick out?
  • Felicia: Yes! Just like me! I'm not the only clumsy person around here!
  • Odin: That's true. Lord Leo is always going around with his clothes on backward!
  • Felicia: Exactly! And I've seen my sister drop stuff loads of times, but no one calls her clumsy! Do you know why? They've labeled me the clumsy one! They should change my name!
  • Odin: To Scatterwhizzits?!
  • Felicia: No! To Clumsy!
  • Odin: I see. No one is more spectacular at knocking stuff over than you are...Therefore, you stand out like a beacon of clumsiness in a dexterous world.
  • Felicia: Yes! (I think.)
  • Odin: So you're saying that I'm weirdest weirdo we have!
  • Felicia: Yep! See? We have a lot in common!
  • Odin: Thank you, Felicia. You and I were chosen by fate to carry this burden of hope...
  • Felicia: Uh, I don't know about that part...
  • Odin: Pour the hot tea on my head again!
  • Felicia: What?!
  • Odin: I must wash myself clean so I can see myself anew! Power returns to Odin Dark!
  • Felicia: Uh, OK. If you say so...

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Ah, Scatterwhizzits! Or do you still prefer Felicia? Are you here with more tea?
  • Felicia: Actually, no. They took me off watch duty.
  • Odin: What?
  • Felicia: I told the new recruits they were being unfair and it was really getting to you...If they kept it up, you'd no longer be able to get out of bed, let alone fight! So they had a meeting and called the whole thing off. No more supervision! Plus, they've been in the army long enough, they're used to the weirdness by now.
  • Odin: Oh.
  • Felicia: I thought you'd be happy!
  • Odin: I am. I'm just a little sad you won't be supervising me anymore.
  • Felicia: You are?
  • Odin: I really liked having hot tea poured on my head. It was refreshing. You're multitalented, you know?
  • Felicia: I guess so.
  • Odin: I know so! Such epic awkwardness! Such heartfelt spewing of encouraging words!
  • Felicia: Oh, did that help? I tried so hard to make you feel better!
  • Odin: Yes! Please, Felicia, will you remain my overlord?
  • Felicia: Well, supervising you was fun...and you're the only person who likes how clumsy I am. You know what? I'd like that too. I'll keep supervising you!
  • Odin: Oh, thank you, Scatterwhizits! No one quiets my aching heart as you do. Bring that kettle over here and pour your fiery curse upon Odin Dark!
  • Felicia: Uh, OK.
  • Odin: So you accept? Really?
  • Felicia: Yes! I'm pretty sure you need me. And the truth is, your weirdness is growing on me.
  • Odin: Then Odin Dark shall become even weirder! Prepare yourself, my overlord!
  • Felicia: Oh, dear...
  • Odin: Bring the hot tea! Scald my soul!

With Mozu Edit

C Support Edit

  • Mozu: That's it! Looks like I've finally finished up this side of the field. Phew!
  • Odin: Hmph...
  • Mozu: Oh, it's you, Odin. Say, what are you doing all the way out here?
  • Odin: You've noticed my presence. How very observant of you. I saw you sneak out of camp, and I was curious where you were running off to.
  • Mozu: Quit acting rude. I didn't do anything wrong.
  • Odin: A likely story. So what are you getting up to out here anyway?
  • Mozu: Oh, I'm just tending to the fields. It's just about planting season. I need to make sure the soil is in good shape before I plant my seeds. It's important for the seeds to be planted in healthy, nutritious soil. Otherwise, everything that grows won't taste very good.
  • Odin: Is that so? Well allow me to help.
  • Mozu: Really? You wouldn't mind?
  • Odin: Of course not! There's no need for diffidence, Mozu. Especially toward me... The legendary hero, Odin Dark! With my assistance, this simple farm work will be done in a flash!
  • Mozu: Gee, that sure would be a big help. Would you mind taking care of that field over there?
  • Odin: Of course not! You just leave it to me! So this is fertilizer, eh? This sweet soil shall bear an abundant harvest. From now on, this shall be known as Mighty Mystic Landatrazation!
  • Mozu: Huh? What are you talking about?
  • Odin: Now, my Mighty Mystic Landatrazation! Release your full might! Lend that mysterious power of yours to the soil, and send us blooming blessings! Haaaaaaaaaaah!!
  • Mozu: Umm, what are you doing, Odin?
  • Odin: This is a powerful farming hex. Fertilizer with this spell cast upon it produces flavorful and abundant crops. Or so I've decided, at least.
  • Mozu: Well that spellcasting of yours is sure noisy. Maybe it would be better if you didn't help after all...

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Back to farming, eh, Mozu? No it can't be that simple. I know... You're performing an arcane ritual to call forth a bountiful harvest, yes?
  • Mozu: Hmph...
  • Odin: Are you finished planting? Well then, allow me to pull out the weeds! I-I mean I shall eliminate these cursed demon vines!
  • Mozu: *sigh*
  • Odin: Is something troubling you? I don't believe you've said a word. And why are you looking at me with befuddlement?
  • Mozu: Ever since I was a child, the adults in my village told me to be very cautious... They said that I should never strike up friendships with strange city folks.
  • Odin: How dare you! Are you trying to say that I'm creepy?
  • Mozu: You're certainly a strange bird, Odin. There's no denying that! From the moment we met, you've been striking poses and shouting about spells. How am I supposed to focus with you making a racket all the time? Are you just pretending to help? Because it seems like you're mostly getting in the way.
  • Odin: That was never my intention. If you no longer desire my assistance, rest easy. I will depart immediately.
  • Mozu: You just sound like you're trying to trick me by using a bunch of fancy words.
  • Odin: What can I do to prove my goodness to you, Mozu? I'm but a pure and noble dark mage!
  • Mozu: Wait a minute... Why would someone pure and noble ever become a dark mage? I was so stupid to trust you before! Clearly you've been a villian this whole time!
  • Odin: That's absurd! I'm an upstanding person! Practicing the divine art of dark magic doesn't make me evil!
  • Mozu: You say that, but why would an upstanding person need to point that out?
  • Odin: W-well how can you blame me? My reputation is under attack! Ahem. How about this: May I perform my noble spell once again? I must ensure that the crops thrive. Please, just give me a chance to win back your trust. Wait... I have an idea! Perhaps you'd feel more comfortable if there was another person with us? Look! That strapping fellow over there would make an excellent recruit. Quick! Let's go invite him to work in the fields with us! That way, we can get through a great deal of labor quickly.
  • Mozu: Are you talking about that fella there? We don't know him. And he looks terrifying! Just taking one look at him makes me want to run for the hills!
  • Odin: What are you talking about? *sigh* What did I do wrong?

A Support Edit

  • Mozu: Odin, I've been looking all over for you. I wanted to say that I'm sorry.
  • Odin: Hmm? Why are you apologizing out of the blue? I'm rather surprised.
  • Mozu: I was thinking about what I said before. How I thought you might be some kind of scary guy or something...
  • Odin: You were quite adamant about your feelings just the other day. What changed your mind?
  • Mozu: Well I went back to look at the fields. Every single weed had been pulled, and someone had mixed in fertilizer too. That was you, wasn't it?
  • Odin: Well. umm...
  • Mozu: I know it was you. I saw you working! You were still acting really funny. Twirling while you worked and chanting spells... "Bloodred beets, receive my power!" You were hollering all kinds of crazy stuff.
  • Odin: I-I'm sorry about that...
  • Mozu: Really, there's no need for that. I don't understand why you're so kooky... But your passion for planting came through loud and clear. Thank you, Odin. Really.
  • Odin: Oh, Mozu, I'm so glad you understand. It's as though a ray of sunshine has cut through the cloud hanging over my heart.
  • Mozu: I feel so stupid. I jumped to conclusions because I didn't understand you at all. And all you were trying to do was help. I'm so ashamed...
  • Odin: Please, Mozu. Don't say that. There's no reason for you to feel that way. A healthy dose of skepticism is essential for survival these days. Both on the battlefield and off.
  • Mozu: You may be right, but it isn't kind to doubt your companions. I really am sorry.
  • Odin: You're more than forgiven, sweet Mozu. I didn't take your misgivings personally.
  • Mozu: Phew, what a relief. Thank you, Odin.
  • Odin: Now that your suspicions have been all cleared up, I have an idea. Why don't you and I think of a farming spell together?
  • Mozu: Umm, I think I'll pass on that.
  • Odin: I don't understand... Why don't you wish to participate?
  • Mozu: Well... Folks around here warned me not to get too involved with your little games.
  • Odin: Games? What are you talking about?!
  • Mozu: I'm real sorry, but it's important for me to follow the word of my companions. I hope you understand.
  • Odin: I-I do. Don't worry about it... *sigh* Things always end up this way. Excuse me. I must test my newest harvest ritual in the valley of stoic isolation. Good day, Mozu.

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Mozu, do you have a moment to spare?
  • Mozu: Sure Odin. What's up?
  • Odin: I wanted to take you somewhere special. Would you mind coming with me?
  • Mozu: Geez, what is it this time? You're not trying to get me going on spells again, right? I told you how I feel about that.
  • Odin: M-maybe I am...
  • Mozu: I don't know what you want out of me. Everyone around told me it's big trouble to play around with things like that.
  • Odin: I fully understand what you're saying. But I'd advise you to make your own decisions. There's no sense in accepting everything that other people tell you.
  • Mozu: OK, fine. I'll go with you. But I'm still not sure about these spells of yours.
  • Odin: Don't you trust me, Mozu?
  • Mozu: Well, of course I do.
  • Odin: I'm very glad to hear it. Thank you. Please, follow me.
  • Mozu: OK. Lead the way...
  • Odin: And here we are. This is the place I've been wanting to show you.
  • Mozu: Oh my. What a pretty lake!
  • Odin: I discovered this wonderful spot some time ago. It's my favorite place in the world. Do you like it?
  • Mozu: Well of course I do! Um, why did you bring me all the way out here though?
  • Odin: Well, I wanted to talk with you about something that's been on my mind. I thought it would be best to have this discussion in a place that's sacred to me.
  • Mozu: Oh, OK. What is it?
  • Odin: I'll just come out and say it. I'm in love with you, Mozu. I've been enamored with you ever since I witnessed your deft grace with the harvest. I can't stop thinking about you.
  • Mozu: Huh?! This is such a shock...
  • Odin: What I'm trying to say is... Will you be my wife? I want to marry you.
  • Mozu: Wh-what?! I don't know what to say... Let me make sure I've got this straight. This is a real proposal? Not one of your wacky spell chants, right?
  • Odin: Of course it's a real proposal. I'm trying to tell you how I feel. Mozu, what do you think? Please, tell me. The suspense is killing me.
  • Mozu: Well I uh... Umm...
  • Odin: Ahh, now I see. You don't wish to associate with a man like myself, do you? A master spellcaster, misunderstood by the world.
  • Mozu: No, you've got me all wrong. That's not it. I love you too, Odin.
  • Odin: R-really? You mean it?
  • Mozu: Of course. I've been thinking a lot lately. There are a few things I regret. I never should've let other folks' opinions of you get in the way of making my own. I know that if I didn't have feelings for you, then I wouldn't be kicking myself. The only reason I cared so much was because I love you.
  • Odin: Is it safe to assume that you'll marry me?
  • Mozu: Well of course I will, silly!
  • Odin: *sigh* What a relief! I was getting rather nervous there for a moment.
  • Mozu: Heehee, me too. My heart's beating like a drum!
  • Odin: From now on, we can watch over each other.
  • Mozu: I'll always be there for you. I can't wait for the day when I call you my husband. I don't care what anyone says.
  • Odin: That means the world to me.

With Camilla Edit

C Support Edit

  • Camilla: ...
  • Odin: Lady Camilla, I—what vexes you? Your face speaks of cares. May I destroy one for you?
  • Camilla: Hmm? Odin... No, it's nothing.
  • Odin: I see. Well... pardon my intrusion, then.
  • Camilla: Oh—not at all. Did you need something?
  • Odin: Ah! I had quite forgotten in my concern, but I did have query to put to your royal ears.
  • Camilla: Go ahead. Ask what you like.
  • Odin: Lady Camilla, would you do me the honor of revealing... the name of your armor?
  • Camilla: What? Why? Did you want to wear it, too?
  • Odin: Wear it...?! I-I hadn't even considered such a privilege! But even now I see it in my mind's eye... Milady is truly a visionary... Garbed in this raiment, I would be as an angel in flight...
  • Camilla: Odin? Is that mumbling directed at me?
  • Odin: Wha—? Oh, no, nothing! My thoughts soared to the lofty heights of heaven. But the truth is that I have always admired milady's extraordinary armor!
  • Camilla: Extraordinary? You're talking about the armor I'm wearing now?
  • Odin: The same! That ebon finish... so, so black... Like staring into a raven's pupil at night! Naturally I wondered what sublime name milady could have chosen for such treasure. Even now, the anticipation of hearing its name pierces me with soul-knives of agony!
  • Camilla: Well, I hate to disappoint you, but... it's not the sort of thing I would give a name to.
  • Odin: But... this injustice cannot be allowed to stand! Such armor cries out for an identity!
  • Camilla: If you feel that strongly, why don't you name it?
  • Odin: Really? Milady would trust me with this sacred task?
  • Camilla: I can think of no one more qualified for the job than you, Odin. I look forward to hearing what you com up with.
  • Odin: I swear by the rich crimson of my blood that I will not fail you, milady!

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Lady Camilla! I have given considerable thought to a name for milady's armor
  • Camilla: Oh... right. I was... getting tired of waiting. Well? Tell me what you've come up with.
  • Odin: Of course! Prepare your ears for grace! With no more delay, its luminous name is... rendered in the tongue of our land. It reminds of, like the armor itself, of the glorious night sky. I give you... Grossartig Mond, the great moon! Er... what does milady think?
  • Camilla: Grossa... What did you say to me?
  • Odin: Grossartig Mond. I meditated on the image of milady's armor from inside a dark chasm. It took two hours to climb to the bottom... Four to climb back out. But it was worth it! As I lay in darkness, words floated gently into my mind from on high. The first was "Grossartig." The meaning is noble, ample, and beautiful. Then came "Mond," the moon, the bright center around which the night revolves! The masterstroke of my revelation was to combine the two bold terms! Behold! Grossartig Mond!
  • Camilla: ...
  • Camilla: I see. This is a fine name. Thank you, Odin.
  • Odin: What? "Fine"? No, this will never do! I fear milady is far too cavalier with such a grave matter! Surely we must discuss the finer points before committing to this course!
  • Camilla: What is there to discuss? I've taken quite a liking to the name, and I will use it.
  • Odin: A-are you sure...? I mean, milady is not simply pushing the matter aside? You truly like the name?
  • Camilla: Yes, of course.
  • Odin: ... I confess I didn't think the first candidate... A disastrous miscalculation...
  • Camilla: Is there a problem? And what is that stack of papers in your hands?
  • Odin: Nothing! Just a few more possible names for milady's armor. A mere ten... dozen.
  • Camilla: Ten DOZEN? You mean to tell me you have one hundred and twenty names there?!
  • Odin: Y-yes, I thought I would ask milady to pick whichever suited her from this pile... And, alas, that won't be necessary! B-but not a problem at all! I'll take the remaining 119 and burn them so their inferiority shan't trouble you again!
  • Camilla: Well, I'm sorry for your wasted effort, but... thank you, Odin. All of this trouble for me... It's really very touching.
  • Odin: Think little of it, milady. Some men fight, some men preach—I name.

A Support Edit

  • Camilla: Ah, Odin. Thank you again for your hard work naming my armor. I mentioned it to Avatar, and he/she thinks the name suits me perfectly.
  • Odin: R-really? Can this be true?
  • Camilla: Yes, of course. Why would I make that up?
  • Odin: It's just...such an honor... to know that my sublime meditations and supreme effort are seen and appreciated...
  • Camilla: Wait, what is the matter, Odin?! You're crying!
  • Odin: N-no... These aren't tears at all... They are but watery vagabonds in search of adventure. Wanderers seeking escape... from my face.
  • Camilla: I-I see... Thank you, Odin. I had a lot on my mind— the war, the future of Nohr, and so on. But everything seems clearer now—thanks to the name you gave my armor.
  • Odin: But of course, milady, I live to— Wait, really?
  • Camilla: This armor is now called Grossartig Mond. It holds the spirit of the moon itself... Thinking of it that way gives the armor an identity, and helps me solidify mine. I feel like I've gained a clearer picture of the warrior and the ruler I want to be... And that's because of you, Odin. Thank you.
  • Odin: ... Ha! Hahahaha! My joy is like a fearsome predator! It hunts down baser emotions and rips out their vitals in a savage banquet of laughter!
  • Camilla: Odin? You're talking to yourself again.
  • Odin: Ah. My sincerest apologies, milady. I was enraptured by a realm of epicurean atrocity! Even brought back to earth, I must say I feel better than I have in ages.
  • Camilla: Have you not been feeling well, Odin?
  • Odin: I would never want to burden you, milady, but since you asked... The truth is...I haven't been naming things with my usual effortless grace and aplomb. But since you took to Grossartig Mond so immediately... My confidence and limitless naming power have returned!
  • Camilla: That's wonderful, Odin. Truly.
  • Odin: Yeeeessss... I feel the power radiating from each mighty drop of my peerless blood... I should go, lest the force of it scorch your fair skin like the summer sun.
  • Camilla: Before you go, Odin, let me say this: the world is a more joyful place with you in it. And don't hesitate to come tell me your troubles. You will always have my ear.
  • Odin: Your generosity humbles me, milady. And that is no easy feat. I thank you with each separate hair on the back of my mighty hand.

S Support Edit

  • Camilla: Odin, you wanted to talk to me? What's the matter?
  • Odin: W-well, milady, you see...it's...
  • Camilla: You're not losing your self-confidence again, are you? If so, I have something to tell you. I've been telling our other companions in the army about my armor's name as well. And literally every one of them wants you to give a name to their weapons and armor!
  • Odin: Oh...I see...
  • Camilla: You aren't happy? I expected an explosion of verbose excitement and pride.
  • Odin: Eh? Oh, I am honored, of course... but I must refuse.
  • Camilla: Why ever would that be?
  • Odin: In times past, I would have been glad to take on their request. But now I feel differently.
  • Camilla: I see. Have your naming powers deserted you again?
  • Odin: They have, and the reason, Lady Camilla... is you.
  • Camilla: What? M-me?
  • Odin: I named Grossartig Mond after meditating on an image in my mind... You rode into battle, resplendent in the armor's defensive embrace... Had I pictured any other, lesser person, such a naming would be impossible. I'm afraid my nominative prowess, and with it, my life, is now in your exclusive service.
  • Camilla: Wait... Odin, are you saying what I think you're saying?
  • Odin: Yes, milady. It is time to put voice to what my soul has been bellowing for ages... I love you. I love you with my entire being, down to the sacred blood in my veins. Please take this. It is...a bridge that links us, like the rainbow that links the worlds.
  • Camilla: Is this...an engagement ring?
  • Odin: To employ base literality for a moment, yes. I would ask for your hand in marriage. That is why I came to see you today. But if you're going to refuse, please do it quickly. I'm ready.
  • Camilla: Refuse? Why would I? I would love nothing more than to have you for my husband!
  • Odin: Can this be true? Or do my wicked ears conspire with each other to deceive me?
  • Camilla: It's very true, Odin. I should tell you, though—I want to have children. I hope you are up to the task of naming them...
  • Odin: I will meditate harder than ever! I'd best get started at once!

With Leo Edit

C Support Edit

  • Leo: Odin.
  • Odin: Yes, milord? Have you new task for me? Perhaps a forbidden object to recover, or the destruction of an ancient foe?
  • Leo: Not exactly, no.
  • Odin: Oh. Then what do you require of me?
  • Leo: It is about your guarding of the supply lines. I heard there was an incident.
  • Odin: Ah, yes! I remember it well. An enemy raiding party came upon us at dawn. They swept over the hill like a crimson tide, but at the last moment I struck. Blinded by the radiance of my magic's light, they broke off their charge. And as they regrouped, I put them down, one by one. Kapow! One down! Boom! Another! Until all were returned to the unforgiving soil. Well...I might be embellishing. There was a small attack, but it was no big deal.
  • Leo: That isn't what I heard. I hear the enemy cornered you, but you triumphed. Perhaps not quite alone, and not in such a heroic fashion, but still, you prevailed. Our people credit you with the fact they still draw breath at all. You did well, Odin. You have my gratitude.
  • Odin: Your words do me far more honor than I deserve.
  • Leo: No, they do you far too little. There is no one I can count on more than you. I very much look forward to your continued service. But we will talk more of this later. There are, unfortunately, urgent matters I must attend to. You are dismissed. *Leo leaves.
  • Odin: Milord! *Leo enters
  • Leo: Yes, Odin?
  • Odin: Was, um...was that all?
  • Leo: Hm? Yes, I believe that will do.
  • Odin: I-I see. I guess I'll be off then... *Odin leaves.
  • Leo: Hm. That was odd. He looked so dissatisfied. I wonder what that was about. He's not the sort to crave rewards...

B SupportEdit

  • Leo: Odin, may we speak for a moment?
  • Odin: Of course, milord. Is something wrong?
  • Leo: I was about to ask you the same question. You seem despondent of late.
  • Odin: Huh? No, I'm fine.
  • Leo: See? Right there. That's not how you would usually answer that question. Normally you'd say "My soul surges with power!" or "The blood...it rages!" There must be something wrong. Are you dissatisfied with your missions?
  • Odin: Dissatisfied? I don't know. These missions have been very reasonable. It's just...
  • Leo: Just what?
  • Odin: They aren't exciting. But I know they're important, and I'll not neglect my duties.
  • Leo: Exciting? Have I given you orders that were exciting in the past?
  • Odin: You have. When I first became your retainer, for example. Those missions were the stuff of legends!
  • Leo: Wait, you enjoyed those? We're thinking about the same missions, right? Where I sent you to find a lodestone "imbued with the essence of darkness." Or to defeat the spirits that slept in the Woods of the Forlorn.
  • Odin: Yes! That's exactly what I'm talking about!
  • Leo: ...Really?
  • Odin: Yes, legendary feats! Missions worthy of a true hero of darkness! Those are the types of missions that make my blood boil with exhilaration!
  • Leo: I see.
  • Odin: I won't ask you to give me those sorts of missions all the time, but...please. Give me more like them! I haven't had a good adventure in ages! A hero needs more than fetch quests and escort missions.
  • Leo: All right, Odin. I'll think it over.
  • Odin: Thank you, milord! I now go into the world with renewed purpose! FELL purpose!
  • (Odin leaves)
  • Leo: Huh. That certainly put the spring back into his step.

A SupportEdit

  • Odin: You called, milord? What is it? Is it time for one of your special missions yet? Just give me the order! What heroic deed do you require of me?
  • Leo: I'm sorry, Odin. I thought long and hard, but there's nothing I can give you. I simply can't send you out on missions like that anymore.
  • Odin: You...can't? But why not? Have I displeased you, milord?
  • Leo: No. Quite the opposite, in fact.
  • Odin: I'm afraid I don't understand.
  • Leo: When I used to give you those dangerous missions, I did so to prove a point. It was nothing personal. You must think about it from my perspective at the time. Here was a complete stranger my father was forcing me to accept as my retainer. So I assigned you impossible tasks, hoping you'd hate me and run away.
  • Odin: I...see.
  • Leo: I didn't think I could trust you, Odin, and it seemed like the only way to be rid of you. But you were so competent, you completed even the most impossible quests. At least a few of them were things I made up on the spot. I'd never even heard of a lodestone imbued with the essence of darkness. It doesn't even make sense! But you found one all the same.
  • Odin: Well, I DO know a thing or two about darkness, milord.
  • Leo: And the legends of the spirits haunting the Woods of the Forlorn are terrible...
  • Odin: Eh, they're not so bad. Better than the Risen.
  • Leo: Risen?
  • Odin: ...Wild animals from my homeland.
  • Leo: I see. Well, the point is, I never expected success on your part. These were futile errands, things I'd never send even our best soldiers to do. That's a large part of why I came to trust and value you as a retainer. Which is why I can't send you on those sorts of missions now.
  • Odin: Ah, so that's why you warmed up to me seemingly out of the blue.
  • Leo: Yes. I was impressed by your skill and drive. Before long, it was clear I had found in you an invaluable ally. And because of this, I cannot send you on such dangerous and pointless missions. Now do you understand?
  • Odin: Yes, milord, but --
  • Leo: No arguments, Odin. I don't know what I would do if I lost you. I need you and Niles by my side. Even after we've restored peace to this world. That is, after all, when the real work will actually begin.
  • Odin: Even after we've restored peace?
  • Leo: Of course. Is there a problem?
  • Odin: No, milord. But...suppose I were to vanish after the fighting was over. You would take on a new retainer, would you not?
  • Leo: ...Yes, I suppose I would. I would have no choice.
  • Odin: Good. I'm glad to hear it.
  • Leo: But there aren't many like you. I think it would be much harder to go on. Any successes might even feel a little... hollow, without you there. Bittersweet.
  • Odin: Milord...
  • Leo: So I'd much prefer you remain my retainer forever. Let's say you do disappear. Fall through a void and into another world. I would still like you to carry your title with you. That way, I'll know there will always be some connection between us. And then, when we begin our peacetime work, I'll know I have your blessing.
  • Odin: Another world, eh? Hm. Thank you, Lord Leo. It would be an honor to remain your retainer for life. I would follow you into the jaws of oblivion and back, were it not for... Well, anyway. Thank you.
  • Leo: No, Odin. Thank you. You have ever been a loyal retainer to me. But, more importantly, you have always been a good friend. I will always remember you as such.
  • Odin: And I you, milord.

With Elise Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Zzzzzzz... *SNORE*
  • Elise: HI, ODIN!
  • Odin: WHAAA?! Oh, I... *ahem* Hello, Lady Elise.
  • Elise: You weren't sleeping, were you?
  • Odin: Hahaha. That's cute, if not ridiculous. no, I was merely testing a new charm.
  • Elise: Oooh, what kind? Is it a snore charm? A snoring-really-loudly charm?
  • Odin: ...Cute. Actually, it's a charm entrusted to me by the demons of the night. It allows me to tap into the netherworld at will to aid me in my eternal crusade for...
  • Elise: Tap into the nether who? What is that?
  • Odin: It is what the fragile labyrinth of the human mind craves most of all... a taste of the knowingness of death and the power of the silent darkness as it— 
  • Elise: You have a fragile labyrinth for a mind? 
  • Odin: Yes, and it remains hidden behind a beautiful veil of darkness until I...
  • Elise: Wait, so you were lifting a veil of darkness? What does THAT mean?
  • Odin: ... Well, it... Look, I was asleep, OK? 

B Support Edit

  • Odin: This feeling... This stillness... I know it well. The time is now. To fight the awakening darkness I must now awaken my true power... Grrrh... But no... I must hold back...! I mustn't break the final seal. Not... yet...!
  • Elise: Odin, who are you talking to?
  • Odin: WHAAA? Lady Elise?! What brings you here... again?
  • Elise: I don't see anyone else here.
  • Odin: Th-that is correct. I am here alone.
  • Elise: Heehee! You're just like my father. He always talks to himself too. Oh, but what's wrong? Are you OK? Why were you holding your arm like that?
  • Odin: It's n-nothing to trouble yourself over. The demons of the night branded my arm from within, but 'tis only a phantom pain.
  • Elise: The demons of the night... branded you from within? That's what happened?
  • Odin: Um, well, what I mean is... Look, I was just pretending I was in pain. It's complicated. 
  • Elise: Ah, that makes more sense! Good to know. So wait—were you also pretending to talk to someone? 
  • Odin: No, I was pretending to feel the presence of the darkness in this room. Happy now?!
  • Elise: Yes, very! I feel like I finally understand where you're coming from, heehee. Odin, can you please say cool things like that more often?
  • Odin: Really?! You, um... REALLY?! 
  • Elise: I mean, I have no idea what you're saying most of the time when you talk like that. But if you throw in some normal talk every once in a while, I can play along too! 
  • Odin: Please, bite your tongue, milady. I cannot simply change my essence. I would lose my grasp over the darkness! I... simply wouldn't be myself any longer. 
  • Elise: Well, that's fine too. Just talk to me a bunch, and eventually I'll understand! 
  • Odin: Talk to you... a bunch?
  • Elise: Yeah! You and I should talk all the time starting RIGHT NOW! Soon I'll know all about the demons of the labyrinth and the veil of stuff and stuff. This is going to be great!

A Support Edit

  • Elise: Hi, Odin! Er, I mean... I now approach the one called Odin Dark. MWAHAHA!
  • Odin: Fair princess of twilight. I hear your cry. You wish to speak with Odin Dark? So be it, but I must warn you to beware the shadowy depths of innocent eyes. For the night inevitably destroys the day, like pure, ivory sand awash in an onyx tide.
  • Elise: Yeah. YEAH. I will. Like a diamond soul wandering in the middle of a desert. It wanders up the sacred summit until the spears of agony pierce its heart! Right?
  • Odin: You are exactly right. But... are you sure you're OK, Lady Elise?
  • Elise: Huh? What do you mean? Am I doing it wrong?
  • Odin: No, it's just... if you speak with the tongue of darkness, won't you be shunned?
  • Elise: Oh, don't worry about it. I only speak with the dark tongue or whatever around you! Besides, even if I said these things to other people, I think they'd just be confused.
  • Odin: I suppose that's true. 
  • Elise: But who cares about what other people think. Let's keep Odin-talking! I just love all the wonderful stories you tell. They're so whimsical and cool! 
  • Odin: Aren't they, though?! Aren't they so heroic and inspiring? Elise, you're just... you're great! This is why you're the beloved princess of Nohr.
  • Elise: Teehee, thanks! Enough of that, though. Weren't you going to tell me about your 13th Demon Blade?
  • Odin: Ah yes, good ol' Righteous Fury. One of my favorites, though it's a truly cursed blade. They say the wielder is possessed by a dark magic whenever the bloodred moon rises... 
  • Elise: NO, really?! Tell me more! 

S Support Edit

  • Elise: Yay, it's Odin! Let's talk about cool things and dark stuff and the like!
  • Odin: About that... Lady Elise, I must speak with you about a difficult matter. It seems there are rumors going around about us. Very troubling rumors.
  • Elise: Oh? What kind of rumors?
  • Odin: There are those who believe I am exposing you to some kind of evil sorcery.
  • Elise: WHAT? That's just silly! We're just having fun chatting. There's nothing evil about it! If people are so worried about what you're saying, they should join our conversations!
  • Odin: True, but even if they did, I doubt they would understand what was being said.
  • Elise: How can we keep spending time together without people getting the wrong idea?
  • Odin: We could get married, haha. Then I bet people would stop fussing over us. 
  • Elise: Get... married? 
  • Odin: Oh, I just meant if we were married, they would expect us to always be together. *ahem* But anyway, let me tell you a little bit about this new Demon Sword I found...
  • Elise: Hey, Odin... you know, marriage might not be such a bad idea. It might just work.
  • Odin: Wh-wh-what did you just say?! 
  • Elise: I said, getting married isn't such a bad idea! 
  • Odin: Woah, wait! Wait! Just WAIT one minute! I was joking when I said that! You do understand what marriage is, don't you, Lady Elise? 
  • Elise: DUH. Did you really just ask me that? Don't you dare treat me like a child!
  • Odin: I-I'm very sorry. I just meant... marrying me just so we can keep chatting... 
  • Elise: But... that's not the only reason. Since we've been spending time together, I've been thinking about all kinds of things. Things I've never thought about before! Like... how much I enjoy being with you. It's not because I like your stories or that we get along so well, either. It's because... It's because I have feelings for you! Strong ones! Love-type ones! 
  • Odin: Whaaaa?! D-do you really mean that?!
  • Elise: ...I do. Is that, um, OK?
  • Odin: W-well, of course! I mean, I think you're extremely beautiful and special. And truth be told, I have the same kind of feelings for you too. It's just... 
  • Elise: Just what? 
  • Odin: Everyone will oppose. EVERYONE. They all know... that I'm not worthy of you. 
  • Elise: *pffft* Is that all? Who cares? All that matters is how we feel about each other!
  • Odin: Lady Elise, are you sure about that? If you're really prepared for the backlash, I have something I'd like to say to you... 
  • Elise: I'm prepared for anything, so long as I have you. Go ahead and say it. 
  • Odin: Lady Elise... all I want in this world is to stay by your side. Please marry me. Tomorrow we'll go to pick out a pretty ring for that pretty little hand of yours.
  • Elise: Oh, Odin! Of course I'll marry you! I'm so happy...
  • Odin: I had no idea things would turn out this way between us. I'm elated. Together we shall find a way to forever banish the dark entities of the night! And I promise somehow I'll find a way to show everyone I am worthy of you. 
  • Elise: Yaaay! Now we can talk about the darkness all we want, heehee! 

With Effie Edit

C Support Edit

  • Effie: 852...853...854... Hrrrrgh!
  • Odin: Effie. We need to talk.
  • Effie: 855...856...857...
  • Odin: Are... are you listening to me? I said we need to talk!
  • Effie: 858...859...860! Whew!
  • Odin: Effie!
  • Effie: WHAT? WHY ARE WE YELLING?
  • Odin: I heard you've been spreading rumors about me. Telling people I'm "weird". How dare you!
  • Effie: 861....862...863...
  • Odin: Hey! I'm talking to you. Stop squatting that tree trunk, will you?
  • Effie: Huh? Sorry, I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can we talk later?
  • Odin: No! this important. Why did you tell people that I was weird? Or do you deny it? Answer me!
  • Effie: Oh... Yeah, I said that. So what? It wasn't meant as an insult. Just an observation. I mean... you are weird. Or do YOU deny it? Anyway, can I get back to my squats now? I'm really behind on my training.
  • Odin: I'm not weird... I'm hypernormal! So normal that normal people can't even understand me! Which... I guess... means that they probably think I'm weird. DAMN IT. Well, glad we could clear that up. Oh, I was also gonna tell you about a new training technique I've been working on. It's practically doubled my strength! But, it seems like you're busy, so...
  • Effie: Doubled your strength? Well, now you've got my attention...
  • Odin: Sorry, gotta run! 

B Support Edit

  • Effie: Odin, do you a moment? I've been desperate to speak with you. The last time we met, you mentioned a certain training technique...
  • Odin: Training technique? Doesn't sound like anything I'd be interested in.
  • Effie: Stop joking around! You told me you were using a special technique... Something that doubled your strength! How could you forget something like that?
  • Odin: Oh, right. Of course! Heh. The art of exponential strengthening. Or, as I like to call it... F.L.A.M.E.!
  • Effie: F.L.A.M.E.?
  • Odin: Yes! It stands for Furious Lifting: Art of Muscle Enhancement.
  • Effie: Yes, that's what I want to learn.
  • Odin: Well, I suppose I could help you out... but what are you going to do for me?
  • Effie: Name your terms. Training is my highest priority. All else is secondary.
  • Odin: Oh ho! Can I think about it and get back to you?
  • Effie: Certainly, as long as you teach me the technique first.
  • Odin: Deal. Now, still your heart and concentrate. I will begin the incantations...
  • Effie: Wait, I thought this was a training technique!
  • Odin: It's more of a... blessing. Look, do you want to learn in or not?
  • Effie: Yes, yes, get on with it!
  • Odin: Very well. Hear me, oh spirit of F.L.A.M.E.! Give strength to this soul. May her muscles enhugeify twofold, and may her lifting be ever immaculent! F...L...A...M...EEEEEEEEEE! Whew. The spell is complete.
  • Effie: Those aren't even words. I'm not so sure about—
  • Odin: Oh, you poor soul. The power of F.L.A.M.E. relies not on mere "words." Anyway, if you don't like it, I can go ahead and remove the blessing. You may experience temporary shrinkage in the muscle region, of course...
  • Effie: No, no! I believe you! Just don't deactivate F.L.A.M.E!
  • Odin: Excellent. Now remember, the power of F.L.A.M.E. requires unconditional belief.
  • Effie: The things I do for lady Elise...

A Support Edit

  • Effie: Odin, look at this.
  • Odin: Effie? What's up? You look so serious. Is this about F.L.A.M.E.? Because I have something to confess...
  • Effie: Look at this rock I'm holding. It looks like granite, right? HYAH!
  • Odin: You...you crushed that rock with your bare hands!
  • Effie: I know! Ever since you cast the F.L.A.M.E spell on me. I've been able to do this. The spirit of F.L.A.M.E. is flowing through my body. I can feel it!
  • Odin: Err...hang on a minute. How did you actually do that?
  • Effie: It's F.L.A.M.E.! Listen, normally I can only do about a thousand pull-ups. But with F.L.A.M.E., I can do two thousand.
  • Odin: Two THOUSAND?!
  • Effie: Why are you so surprised?
  • Odin: I...uh...I'm not surprised. F.L.A.M.E. is very powerful, after all...I should know that better than anyone. Yes, yes, of course. Uh...
  • Effie: So, I just have one question. Why haven't you shared the power of F.L.A.M.E. with anyone else? Can you imagine? If everyone fighting on our side had access to this power?
  • Odin: I, uh, don't think that would be a good idea, Effie.
  • Effie: Why not?
  • Odin: It's just that...well...I crafted F.L.A.M.E. especially for you. It would anger the spirit if we shared its power with everyone. Thus, your power would weaken! And we can't have that, can we? Yeah, that's the ticket.
  • Effie: I see. Well, as much as I'd like to share, I can't endanger Lady Elise like that. I'll keep F.L.A.M.E. for myself. Thank you, Odin.
  • Odin: Yes, of course. Anything for you, Effie.

With Niles Edit

C Support Edit

  • Niles: We have a job to do, Odin.
  • Odin: Do tell, my umbral friend!
  • Niles: Our army is thinking of developing some new weapons. They need the weapons named.
  • Odin: Weapons?! Named?! Those that you hold?! What a perfect task for me—to anoint those with my mystic tongue!
  • Niles: Before you start drooling all over them, you need to know one more thing. They're calling for name possibilities from everyone in the camp. Not just us. As Lord Leo's retainers, you and I must contribute our ideas.
  • Odin: Hmpf. I'm not used to auditioning with amateurs. But I'll do my best. Feel free to bow out of this scene now. I've got this.
  • Niles: Fine by me.
  • Odin: Now, where to start? Ooh, that sword looks like it's begging for the Odin treatment. It should be a strong name. Hmm. Maelstrom, perhaps? No, that doesn't sound half as fierce as this blade demands. I'll put it aside for now. What's next? Ah, a powerful staff, white and streaked with red. The Scarlet... something. No, that's crummy too. How about...?
  • Niles: How about you wrap this up, Odin? We don't have forever.

B Support Edit

  • Odin: NILES! How DARE you?!
  • Niles: Sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Maybe shout it... directly into my ear?
  • Odin: Oh, you heard me, traitor. You didn't wait for me to name those weapons. You submitted your own—and your names are just plain bad. Why, every one of them is charmless, rigid, and stiff! Was this some sort of joke?
  • Niles: One of us had to do something, or we'd look like fools.
  • Odin: What?!
  • Niles: You were at risk of missing the deadlines. We represent Lord Leo here. That would have made him look bad. So I turned in some names. Crisis adverted.
  • Odin: You know nothing of naming. It's FINE to be late...if the names are perfect. It's you who've made Lord Leo look like a chump.
  • Niles: You were going to blast past that deadline as if it was years away. And, just like always, you'd come up with names that are nonsense.
  • Odin: Excuse me? But your names are the very stuff of which senses are made non! Lord Leo will be sorely displeased.
  • Niles: What a big talker you are, Odin. Pretty suspicious, given that you're a man with no past.
  • Odin: Oh? Tried to dig up a little dirt on your friend Odin, eh?
  • Niles: When a man like you shows up to serve Lord Leo—of course I do. I look into the past of anyone and everyone who comes into his life. And I found...nothing.
  • Odin: And our conversation is...over.

A support Edit

  • Odin: I have to apologize for how rude I was to you the other day, Niles.
  • Niles: But Odin—
  • Odin: Please, no. Not a word of apology from you, I won't have it. Besides, you don't know how right you were, submitting your own weapon names. They're being seriously considered for the final choices.
  • Niles: Oh, really?
  • Odin: What's more, everyone is saying how un-Odinish our names are. Hard to believe it, but they mean that as a compliment. Everything you said was true—I would have been late, and with names they'd hate. So, we haven't brought shame on Lord Leo's name at all.
  • Niles: Look. I really just wrote down the first words that came to mind. But I do need to apologize. Not for that. I shouldn't have looked into your past.
  • Odin: You were just doing your duty by Lord Leo. That you didn't find any past at all must have alarmed you. But I swear, there's nothing in my... past...that would harm Lord Leo.
  • Niles: Say no more. If Lord Leo put his trust in you, so should I. Even if you had a dark past, it couldn't be more troubling than mine.
  • Odin: What matter is that you care deeply for Lord Leo.
  • Niles: That I do. As do you.
  • Odin: In which case, we must band together better than we have been. You and I often squabble. We shouldn't.
  • Niles: I agree. Les put away any troubles and embrace each other as friends.
  • Odin: Done deal. Just one more thing.
  • Niles: Yes?
  • Odin: I've head the camp is going to be naming some new armor next. Help me with my names. People love the ol' Niles touch!
  • Niles: Nope. You are on your own.

With Laslow Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Now I, Odin Dark, shall unlock the eighth scroll, calling forth the fivefold fires! Eternal embers of the soulrealms, rise up from your slumber and consume my foes! KABOOM! KAPOW! "Aiiieeee! Not that, Odin! Anything but thaaa- FWOOM!" Heh. Pathetic. Did nobody ever teach you to be afraid of...the Dark?
  • Laslow: Odin? Are you still not through yet? You've been at it for hours!
  • Odin: Ha! Do not feign surprise. I know you were spying on me. As my archrival, you hunger for my secrets and watch in hopes of learning them. You...Laslow of the Azure Skies!
  • Laslow: I think I prefer "Indigo." Can we make it "Indigo Skies"? In any case, why are you still engaged in such foolishness? It's as childish as ever, and you're not getting any younger, my friend.
  • Odin: Fie and vexations upon you! I am no child! I am a conjurer of...conjurings! Er, wait. No. That isn't right. Let me try again. *ahem*. You'd best watch your tone. I prey upon fools' blood and you've an overabundance. (NAILED IT!)
  • Laslow: Ugh it's no use. You're even worse than before. I suppose I'll just have to tell Lord Leo you skipped training today. Again. Such a shame. You look terrible in irons.
  • Odin: H-Hey! Wait up! Come on, Laslow! Think this through!
  • Laslow: What is there to think through? You are failing in your duties as a retainer. I'm afraid I've no choice but to report you.
  • Odin: I see. How dutiful and virtuous you are. Yes, a man of your integrity would never object to my telling Lord Xander anything. Particularly not about his irreproachable retainer skipping training to flirt with girls? I'd say it's been one...two...three-oh no! It's been every day this week, in fact! Scandalous!
  • Laslow: Wha- You wouldn't dare!
  • Odin: Then swear upon your sword you won't report me to Lord Leo!
  • Laslow: ...Fine. Maybe we should both just get some training done today. Say, how about we have a quick round? It's been a while.
  • Odin: Very well, but you will regret those words. Prepare yourself for the void! ...Heh. It really has been a while. Feels just like old times, doesn't it? It's as though we've gone back in time.
  • Laslow: Yeah, it really does feel that way... Hm. I wonder, where everyone is? All our old friends, I mean...
  • Odin: Probably having a bunch of feasts and fun forgetting all about us.
  • Laslow: ...
  • Odin: I'm joking! It's a joke! You've gotta learn to relax more, buddy. Now, come on! Today is a special day. For today you learn what "wrath" means! I unveil to you the forbidden tome: Genealogy of the Infinite Pain! It'll hurt so bad, your grandchildren will be wincing years after your death!
  • Laslow: I see. Then I suppose it is time to stop kidding around. I will unveil a secret dueling form, derived from the ancient scrolls of the masters. I give you the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
  • Odin: No... Can it be?!
  • Laslow: Yes! Bow before the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
  • Odin: So...I see you've come to understand the importance of secret techniques.
  • Laslow: Verily! I learned it from the teachings of the sage Hyoo-Morning Yor Frends.
  • Odin: Very good! I expect no less from Laslow of the Azure Skies! Now, taste my vengeance!
  • Laslow: Let us begin, Odin Dark!

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Hail, friend! Our last sparring match was quite something. Your sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade was quite impressive. Perhaps we should begin charging others to watch the spectacle. We could even get costumes! What do you think, Laslow of the Azure Skies?
  • Laslow: Laslow of the Azure skies...
  • Odin: Hm? Are you displeased with your epithet? I shall ponder another, then. But first I must away to my chamber of nominal contemplations...
  • Laslow: No, that's not it. Something just struck me, all of a sudden. The name "Laslow." It's so familiar now...
  • Odin: It makes sense. It's been a long time since you've answered to another name. The same goes for Selena and myself. It's hard to fathom, isn't it?
  • Laslow: Heh. You were hopeless at first. Always saying our old names. Yet you seem to keep track of all those weapon and attack names, no problem. Any reason these ones tripped you up?
  • Odin: Hey! It was the first time I'd ever had to change my name. I eventually learned. After all, if someone had heard me slip up, it would have aroused suspicion. I couldn't risk us losing our positions as retainers. Our mission was at stake. We must remain close to these people. And so, yes, I eventually learned. It pains me to this day to know we flay our identities so carelessly.
  • Laslow: I assure you, whatever name we go by, our identities are as true as ever. It does feel strange, however...hiding these things from the others. Lord Xander and Lord Leo are good people. It's sad knowing we will have to part ways.
  • Odin: Yes. 'Tis almost enough to tempt one into staying, is it not?
  • Laslow: Yes... Almost... Odin...what are we doing? We should not be making friends with these people. It will only make leaving harder. And it will be hard enough as it is...
  • Odin: What's this? Sadness? What happened to that iron resolve of yours?
  • Laslow: It's fine! I'm not sad! It's just... it's been on my mind lately. Anyway, it's your fault for getting so serious all of a sudden.
  • Odin: Do not blame me for your own failing of courage, Laslow of the Azure Skies.
  • Laslow: I'm not blaming you, Odin. Perish the thought! I'm just saying you were being all mopey, and I felt I had to commiserate.
  • Odin: Mopey? Do you wish to start something?! I'll have you know this tome here contains a forbidden technique! It will turn your insides squishy and set your body aflame!
  • Laslow: Oho! I best it doubles your lame factor too! Shall we test it out?
  • Odin:...
  • Laslow: Wait, what's that say? "Book of Dark Spell Names"?
  • Odin: No! Stop! Give it back!
  • Laslow: That's supposed to set me aflame? Curious. Very curious.
  • Odin: Do you have to look so smug all the time? Come on! Although I guess it's better than all the grimacing you were doing earlier... ...Heh. Just like old times again, eh? Seems to be happening a lot lately.
  • Laslow: Haha. I suppose it is. Except...
  • Odin: Except?
  • Laslow: Never mind. It's nothing. Oh! Look at the time! We should get going before we miss the war council.
  • Odin: Oh, you're right! Let's hurry!

A Support Edit

  • Laslow: Hello, Odin.
  • Odin: What's wrong, Laslow? Has the darkness taken hold of you on this day?
  • Laslow: Odin... Do you think we're still the same people we were back in our time? I mean, how do we know our old memories are truly real?
  • Odin: What do you mean?
  • Laslow: I've just been thinking about it . We've been here for a long while now/ We've been absorbed in our duties as Lord Xander and Lord Leo's retainers. We've made friends and had all kinds of experiences. It's been a whole new life. Sometimes our past just seems so...unreal.
  • Odin: Ah, I get it. you feel disconnected from your old life.
  • Laslow: I suppose so. I just can't shake this feeling lately. We've nothing left of our old lives except each other and our fading memories. I can't help but wonder if my memories of our old world are just a dream of sorts.
  • Odin: Don't be silly. We're the same people. We existed. That world existed. And when we're done here, we're going back. You're just overthinking things. I know we're in over out heads, but that's no reason to start doubting your reality. Besides, if anything is part of a dream, it's this world.
  • Laslow: *sigh* Now I'm starting to wonder if anything is real.
  • Odin: ...
  • Laslow: Do you ever think of our original world anymore? The on we were born in?
  • Odin: I do. Mostly at night. I...have trouble sleeping sometimes because of it.
  • Laslow: Ah. So you too, then.
  • Odin: I also think of the other world. Of seeing my mother for the first time since... Gods, it was wonderful seeing her alive and well after what happened in our time. Oh, and helping our parents and the others defeat the dragon!
  • Laslow: That was a wonderful world. It was such a happy place, too. I mean, after Grima fell. Ah, remember looking for that tiara and then getting chased by a bear? Ha! We made some good memories there, didn't we?
  • Odin: Aye. And none of them were dreams. So cheer up!
  • Laslow: Yeah. You know, when we talk like this, it's hard to deny it was all real. I'm glad we didn't get separated this time. If you guys weren't here, I don't think... I don't think I could bear it.
  • Odin: Laslow...
  • Laslow: Thank you for being here for me. You've made good on your promise.
  • Odin: No problem! But, erm...what promise was that?
  • Laslow: Well, it was a long time ago. Remember that harvest festival we went to? When I was troubled about how we were fighting real people instead of Risen. You said you'd always be a shoulder for me to lean on. And you have been.
  • Odin: Ah, I remember that! Well, I meant every word. In any case, we'll be moving out any minute now. Let's get going, Inigo.
  • Laslow: Wh-what did you just call me?
  • Odin: What's wrong, Inigo of the Indigo Skies? Did you miss hearing your real name? Haha, calm down. It's fine, just this once. No one else is here. Severa can't get mad about something she doesn't know, right? Er. Probably.
  • Laslow: Haha! I guess not. Thank you Owain. I feel much better now.
  • Odin: Ah, he smiles! Perfect! I love seeing my archrival happy.
  • Laslow: Haha. I feel the same, old friend. That, at least will never change.

With Peri Edit

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Ah, my celestial being, fresh from class! Those ruffians hung on every utterance. "Take a deep breath when you get angry." "Think of flowers when you're sad." What a brilliant light you are to those shrouded in darkness!
  • Peri: Wow. You really listened, didn't you? I'm impressed!
  • Odin: No, the glory is all yours! Bask in it!
  • Peri: Thanks. It was hard at first. There were some bloody noses and one cracked rib. But now we get along so well! They all call me "Boss." Isn't that cute?
  • Odin: Lord Xander would be impressed. There will be a new rumor about you, Boss of Nohr!
  • Peri: I'd love that!
  • Odin: I hope you'll love this too. ...I, Odin Dark, present to his celestial being this gift!
  • Peri: What?!
  • Odin: It's a promise in the shape of infinity.
  • Peri: Huh?!
  • Odin: It may be too soon for him to speak of love. He's still slightly terrified of you... But Peri-errr, Boss-will you honor humble Odin by going on a date with him?
  • Peri: Yep! On one condition.
  • Odin: Anything his celestial being requests!
  • Peri: Humble Odin needs to stop talking about himself in the third person. It's confusing!
  • Odin: But I've been practicing this speech all day! ...Wait! Don't get mad! What I mean is... Yes, I'm sure he-I mean ME! I can arrange that!
  • Peri: Yay! Then I'm in!
  • Odin: Whew! A bond like ours-forged in the Nohrian slums-can never die!

With Selena Edit

C Support Edit

  • Selena: *sigh*
  • Odin: Selena! A spell of gloom has ensnared you! Hold and allow me to dispel it! Depart or be destroyed, evil magic! Release Selena from her torment! *gasp* It remains unaffected! I must prepare another chant...
  • Selena: I'm fine, Odin. I was just feeling lonely.
  • Odin: Lonely, you say?
  • Selena: Yeah.
  • Odin: What has brought on such feelings of desolation, my friend?
  • Selena: I can't really say it aloud, but... I miss our homeland. you know the one. It's so very out of reach... I guess I'm just a little homesick.
  • Odin: Ah, yes. Homesickness is a mortal affliction. Be careful lest it overtake you.
  • Selena: Do you ever feel that way?
  • Odin: No. That demon has yet to lay its infernal hands upon me.
  • Selena: Oh, I wish I was the same. *sigh* If only there was something I could do to feel better...
  • Odin: H,. I have no choice, then.
  • Selena: Huh? What was that?
  • Odin: Oh nothing! See you later!
  • Selena: He's so odd...same as always.

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Selena. You're looking a little happier today! Not quite so...severe. Heheh. Get it?
  • Selena: Don't even joke like that, Odin! Do you want us to- Ugh! Never mind. Anyway, yes. I'm feeling much better today. I had a nice dream about all our old friends.
  • Odin: Oh? And what exactly transpired in this dream reunion?
  • Selena: We were in a hot spring. I think it was one we've been to before. My hair was dyed, and I was wearing a cute outfit...
  • Odin: Oh? That sounds like fun.
  • Selena: It was. You were there too, actually.
  • Odin: I was? What was I doing?
  • Selena: I think you were wearing a cute outfit too. You were trying to be cool, as usual. But...it's strange. People actually thought you were! Cool, I mean. Even I did.
  • Odin: Mwahahaha! Naturall! Though maybe I should dial it back a little next time...
  • Selena: Huh? Did you say something?
  • Odin: No! Of course not! In any case, I'm glad you're no longer feeling homesick.
  • Selena: I mean, it's not like it's completely gone. I still feel that way. Just a little less so...
  • Odin: I see. Then I must act again tonight. Good day, Selena!
  • (Transition)
  • Selena: Zzzzzz... Zzzzzz...
  • Odin: Selena? Stir now, if you wish to live! ... Excellent. No reaction. She seems to be deep in slumber once more. Now then, to fashion a new dream for her, I must cast my greatest spell yet- Odin's Oneiric Onslaught! Yes, now I shall free your mind from all its worries... Let's see..this time I'll make her dream of the harvest festival. And the festival will culminate with the unveiling of my new spell. Which in turn will lead to my becoming the supreme leader of the entire world! Ooh, that's a good plot! Yes, that'll do. Let's get to it, then. I call to ye, dark beasts that roam the realm of unconsciousness! Lend me your strength- mold a new reality for the mind of this dreamer! Grant...me...thy...POWER!

A Support Edit

  • Selena: Hey, Odin! I have a question for you. Just answer honestly, and I PROMISE I won't get mad.
  • Odin: Um...what's on your mind, Selena?
  • Selena: Did you happen to sneak into my bedroom the other night?
  • Odin: What?! How dare you! I would never--
  • Selena: REALLY? Then how do you explain this scrap of paper I found by my pillow? It says "new spell ritual notes." I found a bunch of weird half-burned herbs too. YOU are the only one in the world who carries stupid things like this around!
  • Odin: I can explain!
  • Selena: I KNEW IT! WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM?! By the gods, if you were doing anything gross, I will destroy--
  • Odin: No! Of course not! What kind of monster do you think I am?!
  • Selena: Then what were you doing?! Tell me or I'm going straight to Lord Leo. Maybe even Lord Xander!!
  • Odin: No, don't! I'll tell you! Just calm down...The truth is...I was casting a spell to give you good dreams.
  • Selena: What?
  • Odin: When you woke up this morning, how did you feel? Were you happy?
  • Selena: Well...yeah. I was. I had another dream about being with our old friends again.
  • Odin: At the harvest festival, right?
  • Selena: ...How did you know that?
  • Odin: Because that's the dream I created for you. I knew you were feeling homesick...so I conjured a sweet dream for you.
  • Selena: What? How did you do that? I've never heard of such a spell!
  • Odin: Heh. For one such as I, a spell like that is mere child's play. My magic can alter the fabric of reality--so much easier the fabric of dreams. All I needed was to do was hold those herbs while chanting the plot of the dream.
  • Selena: I would normally never believe you actually have power like that, but... Hmm. In both dreams, everybody loved you and thought you were the coolest guy ever. And in the harvest-festival dream, you were voted the ruler of the entire world.
  • Odin: Ah, such sweet words. If only I could have seen these things myself.
  • Selena: It was so ridiculous and impossible, I should have known.
  • Odin: Hey!
  • Selena: Anyway, I guess I'll forgive you for creeping in my room. You were only trying to help. But if you ever change my dreams without my permission again, I will END you. Understand? And if I do give you permission, you're not allowed to make yourself seem cooler.
  • Odin: *sigh* But that was the fun part...

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Hearken to me, goddess of mine heart! I bring glad tidings!
  • Selena: Ugh, what now?
  • Odin: I know this is sudden, but I must tell you before the darkness overcomes me.
  • Selena: Oh, calm down. Out with it already!
  • Odin: I...I want you to marry me, Selena.
  • Selena: ...You what?!
  • Odin: I awoke this morning possessed by a single thought: I love you. My heart was aflutter with admiration of your beauty and grace. I realized then and there that I had to marry you.
  • Selena: Oh, wow. I can't believe it worked. Not how I intended it to, though. (I just whispered random stuff into his ear while he slept to get back at him...)
  • Odin: Selena? What's wrong?
  • Selena: N-nothing. It's nothing!
  • Odin: Perfect. Then allow me to present you with this Ring of Eternal Joy. With this, let us join our lives and our hearts for now and ever!
  • Selena: Look, Odin, this is very sweet, but I can't accept it. See, uh, your feelings...they aren't real.
  • Odin: What? Of course they are! They're more real than anything I've ever felt! I beseech you--
  • Selena: Hey, whoa! None of that! No beseeching! I'm serious. Your feelings aren't real. Maybe you should just take a day or two and think about them some more.
  • Odin: What do you--Ohhh. I see. You think it was that little dream spell you tried to use on me.
  • Selena: H-how did you know about that?
  • Odin: I was awake the whole time. It was quite amusing! You aren't entirely wrong, however. I AM proposing to you because of that spell. Before you left, you put your hand on my cheek so tenderly...It was only for a moment. But I knew what it meant.
  • Selena: Y-you mean... Then you know...
  • Odin: Yes. And it was at that moment that the amorous spirits sang to me. The heart of Odin Dark is scarred with the milionfold deaths left in his wake...Those of his enemies...his family...his friends...his entire world. And the only one in possession of the precious salve of love is you. Selena the Moonborn, will you have me?
  • Selena: Nope.
  • Odin: Whuh?! But I thought... I thought we were meant for each other. Is it possible the touching of my face was simply the tracing of an arcane rune? Oh, you are a clever one, she-witch, but i will NOT be ensnared by your devilry!
  • Selena: Odin. Cut it out. I want you to be serious about this.
  • Odin: Oh...
  • Selena: Now, please. Ask me again. Ask me like you want me to truly be yours forever.
  • Odin: Ok... Here I go! Selena...I love you more than anything else in this world. In any world....Will you marry me?
  • Selena: ...Very well. I love you, Odin.
  • Odin: And I love you, Selena. I promise I will remain by your side forevermore. Through time, through space, through different worlds. Nothing will separate us.
  • Selena: Thank you. And I make the same vow to you, my love.

With Beruka Edit

C Support Edit

  • Beruka: Odin, I need to talk to you.
  • Odin: What is it?
  • Beruka: I've heard that you don't just fight with spells—you can create them too.
  • Odin: You have heard truly! My skill in crafting spells have no peer among the living! Indeed, my fame (OR INFAMY) in the art is such that I have earned various sobriquets: High King of Hocus, Pointiff of Pocus, Mr. Somatic Component, to name a few... The world is vast, but I can safely say that I am the greatest mage it has ever known.
  • Beruka: ...Good. I need you to make me a special spell.
  • Odin: What? A special spell?
  • Beruka: Yes. A spell to make me...feel things. Like happiness, anger, stuff like that.
  • Odin: You want a spell to help you experience emotions? Why?
  • Beruka: Don't want to talk about it.
  • Odin: I-I see... No matter! Odin Dark can grant this wish! I shall begin preparing straightaway!
  • Beruka: ...Thanks.

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Beruka! I have completed the spell you requested! It is called Gefühle Hersteller!
  • Beruka: Gefühle Hersteller...?
  • Odin: It makes a most pleasant sensation in the mouth, does it not? Now, sit over there.
  • Beruka: OK...
  • Odin: It begins! Gefühle...
  • Beruka: Hold on. So when you cast this spell, I'll have normal, human emotions?
  • Odin: Yes! You'll experience the highs, the lows, and the precious in-betweens of feeling!
  • Beruka: Just like everyone else...
  • Odin: Yes! Your normalization is at hand! Now... Gefühle Hersteller!
  • Odin: That should do it! How do you feel? Or rather, do you feel?
  • Beruka: ... I feel the same. Are you sure it worked?
  • Odin: A spell by the Jinxinatrix? Of course it worked. However, the effect will be stronger the more you believe in it. So believe hard.
  • Beruka: I see. Thank you...
  • Odin: Before you go, I must know: Why did you ask me for this spell? If you'll tell me your story, we can call that payment enough for my services.
  • Beruka: ... OK... I'll tell you... I was an unwanted child, and my parents threw me out early. My parents gave me nothing—not love, not education, not even a kind word. I think that's why I have trouble feeling things. I had to shut it off when I was little. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life like that, so I came to you for help.
  • Odin: I see... You used to be an assassin, didn't you? How did you come to that line of work?
  • Beruka: I lived in a slum. I started by killing people for their food—later I killed for clients.
  • Odin: Now THAT'S a dark past! I wish I'd thought of it! But just because your story is my payment, you don't need to go embellishing it!
  • Beruka: Nothing I have said is exaggerated.
  • Odin: R-right, of c-course... I thank you for sharing your gripping tale, which has gripped me in all the right spots. I hope your new life with Gefühle Hersteller is more fulfilling. Um...farewell!

A Support Edit

  • Beruka: Odin. We must talk.
  • Odin: What is it, Beruka? I see a rage that would topple mountains rising in your eyes...
  • Beruka: The spell I commissioned. It doesn't do anything.
  • Odin: ... I-is that so?
  • Beruka: Yes. You were paid for your services, but the spell is worthless. That is...unforgivable.
  • Odin: Now, now, now, let's be calm! I, uh, see the source of your confusion! The spell is incomplete! I haven't finished casting it yet—that's why there's no effect!
  • Beruka: It's not...done?
  • Odin: Right! The other day was a preparation for the real casting. Like, if we were cooking, it'd be like setting the pot to boil! ...No, more like preparing the soup stock! Or perhaps growing the vegetables...
  • Beruka: I get it. If there's more to do, then get on it. Now.
  • Odin: O-of course. We'll start immediately! The next step is...praxis!
  • Beruka: Praxis?
  • Odin: Correct. I must drill you on expressing your feelings through your face! Emotions are mysterious things. If you can make a happy face, you'll become happier! This process is called "sympathetic magic."
  • Beruka: Hmm...
  • Odin: Just look at my face and do what I do. First... "Heart-Lightening Glee!" ...Beruka, look. This is what glee looks like. Try it.
  • Beruka: ...
  • Odin: The spell I've put on you will have relaxed your face's ability to make expressions. If you try as hard as you can, you should be able to smile...
  • Beruka: Like this?
  • Odin: ...Different from what I was doing, but it will suffice. It's your version of glee... Now, let's move on to the next expression: "Volcanic Rage!"
  • Beruka: ...Will this do?
  • Odin: Yes! You're a natural at that one! Try a painful one: "Abysmal Anguish!"
  • Beruka: Done.
  • Odin: Yes! It worked even better than I imagined! I was able to read every nuance and mood! Mark this day well, Beruka, for it is the first of your new emotional life! Come back tomorrow, and I shall drill you on emotions both rare and powerful!
  • Beruka: Thank you, Odin. I do feel like things are going to be different from now on...

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Beruka, I asked you here because I have one final test for your emotional reactions.
  • Beruka: What kind of test?
  • Odin: A test with just one question... Will you marry me?
  • Beruka: ... This is not what I expected.
  • Odin: Probably not, but would you consider doing me the honor?
  • Beruka: Is this because you cast that spell on me? Isn't that...creepy?
  • Odin: It certainly would be creepy if I proposed after using emotion magic on you, but... Good news! The spell was a complete fake! No magic to it at all! You did it yourself!
  • Beruka: You're saying this whole thing has been a lie?
  • Odin: Lie? Perish the thought! Take the thought from its home and murder it in the street! No lie, but a way to crack your shell against the bowl and find the feelings-yolk within! I admit I was trying to trick you at first, but I did genuinely want to help.
  • Beruka: Why? Why would you care about me?
  • Odin: It was your story about growing up without love. Stories are important to me, and that was the saddest one I've ever heard. It made me want to help. To undo some of the damage your parents did. But as we spent time together, I began to see the self you've hidden from everyone. You're a compelling, complex person, and I hope to spend my life getting to know you. I talk too much, but let me boil it down: I love you. Please marry me.
  • Beruka: ... I've never felt so many feelings at once before. It's overwhelming... But, thanks to your lessons, I can tell that I'm feeling... Happy... And...a little embarrassed... There's a lot, and I can't name them all... But I guess the strongest one... is happiness after all...
  • Odin: That's wonderful! I promise many more happy times in the future if you'll marry me.
  • Beruka: Yes... I believe you. Thank you, Odin. I will marry you.
  • Odin: Let the angels set out a celebratory ambrosia buffet! Even as an old hand at emotion-having, this is the happiest I've ever been!

With Nyx Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Nyx. Can you spare a moment?
  • Nyx: I suppose. What's on your mind?
  • Odin: I command you to stop infringing on my identity, knave!
  • Nyx: Excuse me?
  • Odin: Your innocent act is ill sorted with your menacing aura! And therein lies the fault! You and I are cut from the same dark, mysterious cloth.
  • Nyx: What are you talking about?
  • Odin: "From childhood, she showed a tremendous talent for the black arts. Her family, terrified of her powers, raised her almost against their will." These are the sorts of things I've heard about your past, and I have to say... It's quite impressive. More than impressive-your past looms large and hungry behind you. It lurks, it leers, it lunges out from the shadows, forcing me to acknowledge... You are my true peer. A fellow spelunker in the darkest of abysses.
  • Nyx: ... I have no idea what you're talking about.
  • Odin: In this as in all things, understanding is a superfluous luxury! All you need to know is this: my appreciation for your origins borders on envy... And I was hoping we could be friends.
  • Nyx: Uh...sure...

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Ah, Nyx...you have come, as I knew you must.
  • Nyx: Yes, Odin. You sent a messenger to have me meet you here. What did you need?
  • Odin: We are allies in shadow, you and I. We walk the same lonely path of endless dusk. When I acknowledged that in you, we formed a bond not easily broken... But! There can only be one dark paragon! Two cannot stand together at the summit. And so we must settle this in the only true way: with the names of our black magic.
  • Nyx: As usual, I have no idea what you're talking about... Are you saying that you want to have a duel using black magic?
  • Odin: Nothing so gauche. We shall duel using the ominous names of our cursed relics.
  • Nyx: Wait, what?
  • Odin: Begin! First is this accursed talisman... The fetish affixed to my left hand, a fell relic wrought of ash and misery... I give you...Graugang, the Gray Doom!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Odin: Come. Now it is your turn to reveal the true name of one of your cursed relics!
  • Nyx: You've...given names to each of your relics? I...uh...haven't done that.
  • Odin: Wh-what?! You don't name your relics?! How do you even DO magic?
  • Nyx: Like you said, I seem to have a natural talent for it...for better or worse...
  • Odin: Hmph. I was all wrong about you, Nyx... Your behaviour is unbecoming of a diabolist! Turn in your tome and your profane effigy! Maaaan...and I thought you were cool...
  • Nyx: I can tell I've disappointed you...somehow, and I apologize for that... I guess I still don't really understand what you wanted me to do...
  • Odin: Can you at least tell me the names of your spells? Rituals? Blasphemous incantations?
  • Nyx: I've used so many spells that I couldn't even count them all, much less name them.
  • Odin: !!
  • Nyx: What? What is it now?
  • Odin: "...Couldn't even count them"? That is...impressive. It's the casual attitude toward death that I would expect from a fellow shadow dweller. Wait...does this mean...that you were the true avatar of annihilation all along...?
  • Nyx: I'm...going to go now.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Odin.
  • Odin: No, don't come near... The mere sight of you is a testament to my own inadequacy...
  • Nyx: Inadequacy?
  • Odin: I...I learned more of your past. "In her youth, she used a forbidden spell... killing most of a village in one fell swoop. The spell stole the victims' life energy for her, and she hasn't physically aged since."
  • Nyx: ...Right, that's what happened. You didn't think I was actually a teenager, did you?
  • Odin: I admit defeat. You are victorious.
  • Nyx: Huh?
  • Odin: Your origin story, your attitude—you are the avatar of annihilation here. Compared to you, I'm a dark dilettante at best, a complete fraud at worst... If only I had a tragic past like yours...
  • Nyx: Trust me, Odin, my past is nothing to envy. To tell the truth, I actually envy you.
  • Odin: What? Why?
  • Nyx: I don't understand everything you say, but I can see the passion behind it. And it looks to me like following that passion actually brings you happiness. Am I right?
  • Odin: Well...yes.
  • Nyx: I would give literally anything to feel that. Eternal youth is also eternal stagnation. I haven't been passionate about anything in so long...
  • Odin: ...
  • Nyx: What I'm saying is you're fine the way you are. Go on being Odin.
  • Odin: Y-you are serious?
  • Nyx: Yes.
  • Odin: W-well...good. Thank you for that.
  • Nyx: Anytime, Odin. Be yourself, and I'll try to do the same.

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: All right, Odin. What's with the secrecy? Why did you call me out here?
  • Odin: Well, Nyx. I've been thinking about a child.
  • Nyx: A child? What child?
  • Odin: The child that will be born to us.
  • Nyx: What? Make sense!
  • Odin: A child who might inherit your calamitous might, as well as my own sacred blood... We will continue to exist in our child, like a bridge connecting us to the future... That's what I was thinking of. Deep, right?
  • Nyx: ... In other words... This is your roundabout way of proposing to me?
  • Odin: W-well...you could take it like that...
  • Nyx: I see... I'm disappointed in you, Odin.
  • Odin: What?
  • Nyx: A cowardly, indirect proposal is hardly behaviour for a mysterious, shadowy figure. A proper practitioner of the fell arts would just ask directly, consequences be damned!
  • Odin: Your words strike with the force of the most fearsome curses...
  • Nyx: Odin, did you have something to say?
  • Odin: N-no....nothing at all. I...could have proposed normally if... I wasn't so intimidated. But every time I look at you and your unholier-than-thou aura, I feel unworthy...
  • Nyx: Will you stop doing that? I told you once. I accept who you are, regardless of how malefic you might not be.
  • Odin: I know you say that, but...
  • Nyx: No! Say it right! This is your last chance.
  • Odin: All right... ... Nyx...I love you. Please accept this ring and marry me.
  • Nyx: ... That's better. Yes. Now, what shall we name this child you're imagining?

With Charlotte Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Ha. Your flimsy deceptions are as sheerest gossamer to me, charlatan...
  • Charlotte: Eeeeek! Oh, Odin, it's just you. Are you bored or something?
  • Odin: "Bored"? Why, the word lives not in the fecund orchard of my vocabulary! I do not get "bored." Boredom is for those of less heroic lineage. Rather, I am stymied by the yawning abyss of too many opportunities!
  • Charlotte: O-oh, I didn't know... That sounds... amazing, actually. Tee hee!
  • Odin: And know this: your villainous "tees" and nefarious "hees" have no effect on me!
  • Charlotte: What?
  • Odin: Your deceptive charms are wasted on one whose very blood is a truth potion!
  • Charlotte: Deceptive...? I'm afraid I don't really understand what you meeeean...
  • Odin: Don't understand? Of course—you must always play the fool in your silken motley. But I've been watching you. Your personality goes through more change than a moneylender over a day. You choose which of your painted masks to wear depending on who you're talking to.
  • Charlotte: Wh-whaaaaat?!
  • Odin: There is no use denying it. My truth shines out like a beacon in the fog of your lies!
  • Charlotte: Well, I'm sure I don't know WHAT you mean. My personality doesn't change!
  • Odin: You may have blinded the others, but I see everything... My third eye, Truth Strahl, the organ of my sacred sight, aches, stirs...and hungers! That is all I will tell you for today. If you wish to know more, ask me another time.
  • Charlotte: ...

B Support Edit

  • Charlotte: Odin! I'm heeeere. I'm ready to hear about your Tooth Crawl or whatever it was. ..."Tooth"? No, it was "Truth," right? I'm soooo silly sometimes! Do you think you could answer a few itty-bitty questions about that?
  • Odin: We may speak, but you must do it as an adult. Your affected childishness has no effect on Odin, Parter of the Veil.
  • Charlotte: ... Fine, if you say so. This all right?
  • Odin: It will suffice. Before we begin, I must know one thing: What do you seek?
  • Charlotte: Seek?
  • Odin: Yes. Every deception has a purpose, and every deceiver a goal. Maintaining your various guises costs you effort—what do you hope to gain from it?
  • Charlotte: Oh, that's easy. I want everyone to like me. But specifically the men. I want them to find me irresistible.
  • Odin: ...I see. You want to be the center of attention. I know something about that. You wish to dominate men's hearts and minds, but lack my own sorcerous wiles. I must reveal to you your folly in the most direct manner possible... You're doing it wrong.
  • Charlotte: Huh?
  • Odin: If you want to be loved by all, you cannot achieve it through mere fraud. Consider: As more fall under your sway, how will you know which face to wear? You cannot be everyone at once.
  • Charlotte: I...hadn't thought about it that way...
  • Odin: You must craft a persona so intriguing that none can help but love you, as I have done. Right now you divine what people want and act like that. It gives everyone else power over you, rather than the reverse.
  • Charlotte: I-I get that... Hey, could you teach me how you do it? How you just decide to be amazing?
  • Odin: I could, but such instruction is not without price: you must call me "Professor Odin."
  • Charlotte: I will, with pleasure.
  • Odin: Then I will teach you...the secret art of Confident-Persona Bewitchery! We will begin immediately. Which would you say is your most powerful hand?

A Support Edit

  • Charlotte: Professor Odin! What's happening to me? I tried to practice Confident-Persona Bewitchery, and it didn't work AT ALL!
  • Odin: How can that be?! Tell me exactly what happened, and leave no detail undisclosed.
  • Charlotte: I had practiced my confident aura, as you taught me... And I was going to try it out on that cute guard, as you suggested.
  • Odin: Perfect! No common guard could withstand a concerted assault of your charms!
  • Charlotte: I went to where he was, extended my right hand just like you do, and said: "I am Charlotte of the Lace, an avatar of Love, chosen to fight in her holy name!" So everything was going well, and he was smiling, so I went on: "Nuuhh... No! Power of love—surging uncontrollably! My wards are useless!" Then I took off the bandage I had wrapped around my arm and yelled: "Can't hold it back! Behold my power and my curse, heretical love unbound!" Then the guard laughed and said, "You need a day off." Professor Odin, I'm not sure Confident- Persona Bewitchery is working for me.
  • Odin: ...
  • Charlotte: Professor Odin! What is it?! Are you sick?!
  • Odin: No...I'm just...trembling...at the sight of unfurled excellence... You have done it, Charlotte! You have mastered Confident-Persona Bewitchery!
  • Charlotte: ...Huh?
  • Odin: That guard is yours now! Your flawless technique has permanently ensorcelled him!
  • Charlotte: R-really?
  • Odin: Yes! Telling you that you need a day off is really just a way of asking you on a date!
  • Charlotte: I...guess I see how you could interpret it to mean that... So...it went all right...
  • Odin: "All right"? Bards shall sing of the moment you revealed your charismatic puissance! With just a bit more training, you'll have the entire army in your enchanting thrall!
  • Charlotte: The entire army? That's amazing!
  • Odin: Isn't it? We'll begin immediately! You must hone your mien to razor keenness!
  • Charlotte: Leave it to me, Professor Odin!

S Support Edit

  • Charlotte: Professor Odin, what's wrong?
  • Odin: Thank you for coming, Charlotte. I wanted to tell you that our relationship as teacher and student has ended.
  • Charlotte: What? Why?
  • Odin: From now on, I would like to begin a new relationship: as husband and wife.
  • Charlotte: Hang on...
  • Odin: I'm afraid you have learned my lessons too well... Like the sculptor who fell in love with his own statue, I am victim to your bewitchery. For a while now, our lessons have just been a way to spend more time with you.
  • Charlotte: Weren't you trying to teach me that deceit was nothing to base a relationship on?
  • Odin: W-well, yes, but...
  • Charlotte: And "Confident-Persona Bewitchery" ISN'T something you learned at a love monastery?
  • Odin: St-strictly speaking...no. But this is a ring that I made specially for you! It's real! Please accept it!
  • Charlotte: ...Hmpf!
  • Odin: OW! You hit me! Why did you hit me?
  • Charlotte: For talking down to me about being a liar when you're just as much of a fake as I am! But I do feel a bit better after punching you. And I HAVE been a bit of a fraud, too. I only went along with the lessons because you've always seemed so sure of yourself. I wanted a bit of that in my life. Maybe the two of us deserve each other... Is the ring offer still good after I punched you?
  • Odin: ...
  • Charlotte: Odin?
  • Odin: Ahhhh...my apologies. You hit me so hard I was briefly transported to another plane... Eventually I will need to go back to my own world...
  • Charlotte: Stop speaking nonsense and give me an answer. Do you still want to marry me?
  • Odin: Yes. Or I should say...I need you in my life. To be honest, I'm a bit strange, and I think you're strange in some of the same ways. I think we'll have a good, strange life together.
  • Charlotte: I like it. Here's to our strange life together, Odin, and the new parts we'll play. May we never get too honest with one another!

With Kagero Edit

C Support Edit

  • Kagero: Hmm. Just a touch there...and a brush stroke there...
  • Odin: What are you doing there, Kagero?
  • Kagero: Who?! Oh, it's nothing, Odin. Nothing at all.
  • Odin: Aha! That is the sort of nothing that's something. I sense that you're attempting to seal up a thing of power. Lemme see! Lemme see! Huh. Or not. It's a little picture.
  • Kagero: *sigh* Yes, Odin. A picture. That I'm painting. Happy now? If you must know, I'm painting a monster. Half dragon, half caterpillar. Just something I imagined. I'm thinking of calling it...a silkwyrm.
  • Odin: This monster sprang from the depths of your imagination?
  • Kagero: Yes, Odin. Go ahead. Take a closer look. You'll hate my paintings like everyone else. How dreary, they say. How dreadful. How apocalyptic. Please, go on. The sooner you do, the sooner I'll be rid of you.
  • Odin: Hmm... Huh... I see... Ah... OH!
  • Kagero: Er, Odin? What's wrong?
  • Odin: By all the darkness there is— All the grimness ever conceived— By every speck of doom that has ever lodged in the white of Odin's eye— I declare this a work of genius!
  • Kagero: What?
  • Odin: Your silkwyrm painting is brilliant. And you too, BRILLIANT. I need to borrow this.

(Odin leaves)

  • Kagero: Hey, give that back!

B Support Edit

  • Odin: All right now. Deep breath, Odin. You can do it this time. I summon thee... No, Odin. More forceful. More zingy. I...I... I SUMMON THEE, SILKWYRM! ...... Er, silkwyrm?
  • Kagero: Hello, Odin.
  • Odin: Ah, the brilliant artist of Hoshido!
  • Kagero: I've come to get my painting there back. You ran off with it.
  • Odin: Rude, I know. But I was so moved by your art, I couldn't help myself.
  • Kagero: My art?
  • Odin: Too lowly a word for what you do. I hope I don't offend. It is pure, undiluted inspiration. When I laid eyes on your painting... I came up with a new spell on the spot. I had to run off to test it.
  • Kagero: Really? I just can't believe it.
  • Odin: Why not, genius of Hoshido?
  • Kagero: I've heard that you're among the very best spellcasters of Nohr. I expected you to spit on my work, not appreciate it. Tell me more about this spell that I inspired in you.
  • Odin: I was just trying to make my incantation work when you walked up. I am trying to summon your silkwyrm into our world.
  • Kagero: REALLY?
  • Odin: You question reality at every turn, it seems. Odin can appreciate that. But I have to confess that my spell has failed utterly. Please, have your painting back. I'm sorry for taking it.
  • Kagero: You must keep trying, Odin!
  • Odin: Failing myself is one thing. But I mustn't fail you too.
  • Kagero: But I've always dreamed of seeing my paintings become real. I'll do anything to help. You must succeed in summoning the silkwyrm!
  • Odin: Er, yes. I'll keep trying, if you insist, Kagero.

A Support Edit

  • Kagero: I've brought you some things that might help with that summoning, Odin.
  • Odin: Oh, what?
  • Kagero: Faceless sweat. Dragon tears. Blood of this and that. After all, I put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into my art. So I thought this would help you with your spell.
  • Odin: You think so? What insight into spellcasting you have.
  • Kagero: So you'll try it? I hope these feeble ingredients can help you, Nohr's greatest mage!
  • Odin: ......
  • Kagero: Um, what's wrong? Having second thoughts?
  • Odin: Me? Second thoughts?! Why, Odin Dark doesn't even have first thoughts! A great mage operates on instinct alone—I, more than most!
  • Kagero: All right, Odin. I've sprinkled the blood, sweat, and tears on my painting. Now, I add my faith in you. Please, Odin, summon the silkwyrm.
  • Odin: ...... (Do it, Odin.) (What are you waiting for?) (You are a great mage!) (You are Odin Dark!) ......
  • Kagero: What are you whispering, Odin? Is that the spell?
  • Odin: No. Just a fly. Flew in my mouth. Gone now. Now, prepare to witness the first-ever summoning of a silkwyrm! Errwghh... Errrwwgghhh... SILKWYRM! REVEAL YOURSELF! MANIFEST AT ONCE! ......
  • Kagero: Er, are you done?
  • Odin: No, Kagero. I have only just begun.
  • Kagero: Oh, good. Sorry.
  • Odin: ERRRWWGGHHH! I call upon the fell spirits of the everdark! The unfallen hosts from on high! The divine multitudes of night and day—fill me with your power! I reveal you, silkwyrm, with the sun! I make you manifest with the moon! I SUMMON THEE, SILKWYRM! ......
  • Kagero: Er, Odin? Are you—
  • Odin: Done? Never!
  • Kagero: Then I will wait as long as it takes. I will never again interrupt.
  • Odin: ERWGH... ERWGHH... ERWGHHH ERWGHHHAAA...

S Support Edit

  • Odin: Oh, hi.
  • Kagero: What sort of welcome is that from Nohr's most splendid mage?
  • Odin: I'm deflated. I failed to summon your silkwyrm.
  • Kagero: But you succeeded.
  • Odin: Huh?
  • Kagero: I mean, just look at my painting here. My silkwyrm is gone!
  • Odin: You're right! Where before stood, or squirmed, your monster... Oh. I see. The rain washed away your paint. I stood day and night, rain or shine, incanting until I was hoarse... Great. I failed AND ruined your painting.
  • Kagero: Rain had occurred to me. But I had unshakable faith in you, Odin. I'm sure it escaped my painting. I've been searching for it everywhere.
  • Odin: Such faith...in Odin Dark? Then that settles a question that has flit through the chambers of my heart.
  • Kagero: What question?
  • Odin: The question of our matrimony. To which I answer—YES.
  • Kagero: Matrimony? But, Odin...
  • Odin: But Odin Dark knows that marriage requires yes on both sides. Else it's merely a wish, a figment, a thing of pure imagination. Perhaps if you don't yet see it, you could paint this dream. And then I will hold it to my heart, day and night, rain or shine...
  • Kagero: But, Odin...
  • Odin: And if you painting us doesn't work its magic, then perhaps this will. A ring—ancient token of heart's fondest affection.
  • Kagero: ......
  • Odin: I get it. I'll stop now.
  • Kagero: Oh, Odin. The answer is yes. Of course, of course.
  • Odin: Then why does your face flicker betwixt joy and doom?
  • Kagero: I can't marry you. I am from a family that's served Hoshido's royalty for ages. My family would never release me to do as I will—marry who I wish.
  • Odin: Then paint a painting of the reverse outcome! I will cast my spell upon it until that happy ending is reality!
  • Kagero: Well, who could say no to the most enchanting mage of Nohr?
  • Odin: And how could I—to you?
  • Kagero: I have one request.
  • Odin: Anything! Name it!
  • Kagero: I wish to paint your family as well. I'd like to present it to those closest to you, in the hopes they will accept me.
  • Odin: Oh.
  • Kagero: Is that too great a request?
  • Odin: Not at all. It's only that I'm alone in this world. No family to speak of. My parents died...long ago.
  • Kagero: I didn't mean to cause you grief. Still, my request stands. I insist on painting your family if we're to be married.
  • Odin: Why?
  • Kagero: Marriage, to me, is more than two souls uniting. It's two families too. I need you to describe them to me. I want to see them.
  • Odin: Ah, yes. How wonderful of you. Then we will make this painting together, Kagero.
  • Kagero: And so, I will accept that ancient token of heart's fondest affection.
  • Odin: The ring? Oh, Kagero. You leave me speechless...

With Hinata Edit

 C support Edit

  • Odin: To the gods devoted to roaming the skies… For a short while listen to my voice… Haaaaaaah! Reverse Day And Night!! ………..
  • Hinata: …….
  • Odin: Ohh!? You surprised me!! Hinata, what are you doing here?
  • Hinata: It’s about what you were saying. What are you calling out weird things for?
  • Odin: Huh… Well, if you don’t understand then there’s no helping it… I was invoking an advanced spell.
  • Hinata: An advanced spell? What’s that?
  • Odin: W-well, that’s… it… it switches day and night… !? …No, that’s not it. Lately, there haven’t been a lot of sunny days, right? So that’s why, my spell is supposed to make it so we can catch a glimpse of the sun’s face. I was performing a spell called “The Sky’s Fortune” to get rid of the clouds.
  • Hinata: ! Y-you can do things like that!?
  • Odin: Of course. There’s nothing that Jet Black Odin can’t do… Look. The gloomy clouds have opened up, so the glowing sun appears.
  • Hinata: I-it’s true!! That’s amazing! That’s so cool! You’re awesome!!
  • Odin: Huh… not a bad feeling. Go ahead and repeat that in a louder voice.

B Support Edit

  • Hinata: Hey, Odin!
  • Odin: Hinata. What is it?
  • Hinata: Let me be your apprentice!!
  • Odin: What?
  • Hinata: I want to be able to do awesome spells like you. So that’s why make me your apprentice!! Teach me how to do that spell to call the sun!
  • Odin: …….
  • Hinata: W-what?
  • Odin: I object.
  • Hinata: W-what for!?
  • Odin: Each person has their own talents. Furthermore…
  • Hinata: Please, I’m begging you! Don’t say no! If you teach me to do spells like you, I’ll give you this sword as thanks!
  • Odin: What!? Wait… that sword looks good…
  • Hinata: Yeah, look as much as you want!
  • Odin: I-it’s wonderful… that amazingly divine appearance… it’s a top-quality blade, isn’t it…
  • Hinata: Of course. My family has served Hoshido’s royal family for generations. So of course this sword has to be great. So please! Even if you refuse, I won’t give up!
  • Odin: …….

A Support Edit

  • Hinata: Haaaaaaah! Reverse Day And Night!! ………Master. No matter how many times I chant, the clouds don’t clear up at all.
  • Odin: ………..
  • Hinata: …I didn’t want to say it, but was it just a coincidence that the sun came out that time? Are you a phony?
  • Odin: …….Huh… a phony… I’m still a novice, after all. Hinata. In the first place, I don’t remember taking you on as an apprentice.
  • Hinata: Eh? No way! So then, the chants that you taught me… And when I said I’d give you my sword, your eyes were shining?
  • Odin: I admit to that. But, at the same time, I thought. I cannot accept the sword.
  • Hinata: Hm? Why not?
  • Odin: For a samurai, his sword is his life. Agreeing to that deal would be like theft, and after I thought you would feel regret.
  • Hinata: ……..
  • Odin: But, no matter how many times I refused, you were insistent. That’s why, I only showed you the form of the spell, not the true essence of the spell. No matter how many times you chanted, of course the sun wouldn’t come out… Hinata. Do you understand why?
  • Hinata: N-no…
  • Odin: I purposely wanted you to be disappointed. So that you wouldn’t stray from your origins…
  • Hinata: ……Like I thought, you’re really too cool, aren’t you!!
  • Odin: …No, that kind of…
  • Hinata: …What’s more, compared to me… The problem was from before I became your apprentice… I… really, really need to improve myself. And then once I’ve become a better person, I’ll be your apprentice again!
  • Odin: Yes, that’s probably good. Meanwhile, I’ll also improve my own skill, to become a person fit to be your teacher.
  • Hinata: All right. It’s a promise, Future Master. For now, I’ll take you as my apprentice when it comes to swords!
  • Odin: That’s the spirit. It’ll be fun…….. By the way, does your sword have a name?
  • Hinata: No… what about it? Even if it did, I’d forget it!
  • Odin: All right, then why don’t we give it a name for now? There are lots of possible candidates. First is…

With Orochi Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Greetings, Orochi. What have you there in your dainty fingers? Cards, aren't they? The images on them—very odd.
  • Orochi: These are my fortune-telling cards. And you think they look odd? Looked in the mirror lately?
  • Odin: I have heard about your divinations. Let's see if I understand it... You stand at a crossroad between a question and possible outcomes. Then you strain your eyes to see the signs to point to the one true fate.
  • Orochi: Yes, mage of Nohr. But do you always speak like that? Hard to find your kernel of meaning amid a handful of glitter.
  • Odin: You have a knack for it yourself, diviner of Hoshido. It seems you and I are kindred spirits, Orochi.
  • Orochi: Oh? Do you perform divinations?
  • Odin: No, just a bit of flash and verve when expressing my magic.
  • Orochi: A shame. I've long wanted a peer who can do divinations. But no matter, Odin. How about I show you what I do?
  • Odin: A divination—to shed light on my fate, illuminate my future? What a grand way to anoint this meeting of ours, Orochi. Please, do!
  • Orochi: Have a seat.
  • Odin: I will, thank you.
  • Orochi: ...... I see... No, it can't be... Is it? Could it? Must it?
  • Odin: But I haven't asked anything, and still you're besieged by answers?
  • Orochi: There's no need for a question. You have only one fate. At least, until you get rid of your problem.
  • Odin: Problem? What problem?
  • Orochi: You have a bad case of what's called arcanus backlashica. In layman's terms—your spells are incompatible with you. For now, you can cast them. But soon, you'll be powerless. In short, your future as a spellcaster is over.
  • Odin: Impossible! Odin Dark must be free to splash his name across infinity! You have to help me, Orochi. You must know how.
  • Orochi: I may know of a way.
  • Odin: Tell me!
  • Orochi: Here's a list of rare herbs I need. Get them for me.
  • Odin: A list of herbs, and all I must do is fetch them? How can the fate-clog in Odin Dark's plumbing be so easily ungunked? But I will get these, no matter what the cost.
  • Orochi: And there goes Odin... off to take care of my shopping list!

B Support Edit

  • Odin: I've gathered all of those herbs you needed, Orochi.
  • Orochi: That was faster than I thought possible, Odin. And some of those herbs are incredibly hard to find.
  • Odin: It was actually very difficult for me. I've had hardships with everything since last we spoke. My spells, curses, mystical oaths, dire summonings—everything is failing! These magics are often wobbly for me, but now the wheels have come off! My case of arcanus backlashica must be getting WORSE.
  • Orochi: Heh. Well, that's how it goes.
  • Odin: But now that I brought all these herbs, you can fix me, right?!
  • Orochi: Of course.
  • Odin: Do it—now. I'll plumb the depths of my power, and you unblock me! Come on, blood. Time to ache. I need to feel the power! Orochi! Do your thing!
  • Orochi: Right now? But wh-where are you going?
  • (transition)
  • Odin: You failed me, Orochi! My incantation was utterly blocked!
  • Orochi: Th-that can't be. I'm sure I felt your mojo get flushed out on my side.
  • Odin: Well, you're wrong. I tried casting a spell to restrict the motion of my enemy. But I felt it get all clogged up. You said you could plunge my gunk.
  • Orochi: Ick. Well, maybe your mojo just wasn't up to snuff today.
  • Odin: You leave my mojo OUT of this. I know what happened. I've heard about you, Orochi. You're manipulative. I think...this whole thing was a ruse to mess with my flow.
  • Orochi: How could you say such a thing, Odin? I'm hurt.
  • Odin: Listen here, Orochi...
  • Orochi: Try that spell again! I'm sure you were blocked—I mean, unblocked!
  • Odin: It's meant for my enemies.
  • Orochi: Just do it. Cast it on me.
  • Odin: ...... I call upon the spirits of the most fell realms—heed Odin Dark's call! Bend to my will. Heed my command. FREEZE this vixen in time! NOW!
  • Orochi: Odin! I can't move!
  • Odin: Oh, puh-lease.
  • Orochi: Even my lips are...starting to...murfle mrff mf.
  • Odin: Cut the act, Orochi. I know when I've been played. And worst of all, now you actually have broken my moji.

A Support Edit

  • Orochi: I'm sorry for tricking you, Odin. I admit—arcanus backlashica was a way to make you get me herbs.
  • Odin: I'm not angry, Orochi. On the contrary... In examining my mystical plumbing, I did discover a problem. I was clogging my casting of spells by putting too many things into them. So, problem solved!
  • Orochi: Really turned lemons into lemonade there, didn't you?
  • Odin: Nothing stands in my way for long. But please, no more lies between us. I'm glad to fetch you herbs, no matter how rare.
  • Orochi: You're truly a good person, Odin. And—no lie—your goodness may be wrecking some of your spells.
  • Odin: What? Why?
  • Orochi: You—unlike I—think too much of others. You need to have a heart of stone. If you want to curse people, Odin, you need to think less of people.
  • Odin: Dear Orochi, thank you for your candor. I will try that next time.
  • Orochi: Heh...ha!
  • Odin: Something amusing?
  • Orochi: The thought of a nice fellow such as you, trying to be as cold as me... I just find that TOO funny.
  • Odin: What?! I am Odin Dark! I will make my heart cold as ten thousand gravestones in winter if I must! Eh, all right. You have the cut of my cloth, Orochi. My heart is too full of wibbly-wobbly flufferstuff to be a mage of shadow.
  • Orochi: I knew it. Why do you even want to be a mage? Shadows are required.
  • Odin: It seems stylish.
  • Orochi: Stylish?!
  • Odin: Long ago, I walked the way of the sword—a flash blademaster. That life became dull to me. I sought a more flashy way to express myself. In truth, there were other reasons too. It's complicated. In short, however, if I had to change, then magic was the clear choice.
  • Orochi: It sounds like a difficult time of your life. I'm happy you found a new way.
  • Odin: Why did you choose to be a diviner, Orochi?
  • Orochi: Not much of a choice, I'm afraid. I come from a family of diviners. Not a profession that's well respected. Lady Mikoto treated me very well. Others gave me strange looks.
  • Odin: Strange looks? Oh, yes. I know those. I am daily under critical gazes.
  • Orochi: Such is the fate for those who work in the mystical arts. So, friend, how about we always be there for each other from now on?
  • Odin: My pleasure, diviner of Hoshido.
  • Orochi: Mine too, mage of Nohr—and mystic warrior for the darkest night.

S Support Edit

  • Odin: A moment of your time, Orochi?
  • Orochi: Of course, excellent friend.
  • Odin: Hrm, yes, friend. I want to discuss a matter of eternal significance. I am, as you know, Odin Dark. The bringer of darkness. Yet is not the darkness darker when beside the lightest light? In short, I seek my other half—that which makes me stronger.
  • Orochi: Other half?
  • Odin: Er, yeah. Me, the darkest dark. You, the lightest light.
  • Orochi: Oh! You want to team up in battle. Hoshidan and Nohrian magic...
  • Odin: N-no. That's not what I'm saying.
  • Orochi: I am so confused.
  • Odin: Other. Half. I'm asking for your hand.
  • Orochi: My other hand?
  • Odin: No! I want to marry you!
  • Orochi: Is this some sort of Odinjoke of Maximum Joshery?
  • Odin: No.
  • Orochi: You're serious.
  • Odin: Yes. You have beguiled me with your mischief and magic.
  • Orochi: I have? I...I swear that I used no enchantments on you.
  • Odin: I didn't say you did. I'm only saying how I feel—plainly as I can.
  • Orochi: I...I don't know what to say. I feel like I'm under some curse of tongue-tiedness.
  • Odin: You know better than anyone else that I'm a failure with curses.
  • Orochi: I guess so, but still, your declaration has me under a strange spell. But the truth is, I'm pretty fond of you too, Odin. Flashy and all—there's just no one like you.
  • Odin: Ya think? Whooooop!
  • Orochi: What in all the heavens was THAT, Odin?
  • Odin: I...I'm not sure.
  • Orochi: I think you just cursed me, Odin. An unbreakable curse. Now I'm stuck at your side—until death do us part.

With Ophelia (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ophelia: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack, my supreme secret weapon. Missiletainn...of PURGATORY!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Phew! How ghastly. You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack on thine own vile spirit! Take comfort. You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a frosty tomb. For I am Crimson Ophelia... And I will end this valiant fight!
  • Odin: O-Ophelia?
  • Ophelia: F-Father?! Whatever are you doing here?!
  • Odin: What are YOU doing here, young lady? Explain yourself at once!
  • Ophelia: E-explain...?
  • Odin: You heard me!
  • Ophelia: Um, well I was just...practicing. You see, there's an evil lord who controls the world, so I battled him into a corner. And at the last fateful moment, I used his dark power against him to triumph!
  • Odin: Oh.
  • Ophelia: Wh-why are you making that strange face? Am I being childish?
  • Odin: No, Ophelia, it's not that. It's just...
  • Ophelia: Just...what?
  • Odin: Never you mind.
  • Ophelia: Father! So the silent treatment is supposed to make me understand what I did wrong? What a passive way to criticize me. The chosen ones are always so harsh...

B Support Edit

  • Ophelia: Hello, Father. Listen, I wanted to talk about yesterday...
  • Odin: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack my ultimate supreme weapon... Missiletainn...of PURGATORY!!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Heh. That's off-putting. You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack by thine own vile spirit! You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a frosty tomb. For I am Odin Dark...and I will end this valiant fight!
  • Ophelia: *sigh* Umm, F-Father...
  • Odin: What?! O-O-Ophelia?! Wh-what in the world are you doing here?!
  • Ophelia: I'd like to ask you the same question. Because that's my...
  • Odin: Well, the truth is that I, um... I thought I'd improve upon that signature battle cry of yours.
  • Ophelia: What do you mean by improve?
  • Odin: Well, to tell the truth, I wasn't trying to improve it, exactly. Your phrase is so devilishly cool. I simply couldn't resist giving it a go myself.
  • Ophelia: Huh?
  • Odin: I'm sorry. There is no excuse. I'm frightfully embarrassed. In fact, I think I'd like to go crawl in a hole and hide for a spell.
  • Ophelia: Oh, Father. It's fine! You really don't need to be embarrassed. Which part did you like best?
  • Odin: Honestly, your sound effects. So original! they truly add panache to the magic. And the riveting scene where you hoist the evil lord by his own petard. But you really saved the best for last. "And I will end this valiant fight!" What a rip-roaring finale!! You have a true flair for the dramatic. It moved me, I must admit.
  • Ophelia: Stop, I'm blushing! To be so complimented by you, Father... YOU'RE the one who's remarkable!
  • Odin: Huh? R-really?
  • Ophelia: Oh, Father, ever since I was a child, I've imitated your every move. All I've ever wanted in life was to be a chosen one, like you. But in time, I realized that copying you would never make my dream come true. So I've been revising those imitations to better suit my own budding style. You've always been my role model, Father. You're the amazing one.
  • Odin: Ahahaha. I never though you would sing my praises, Ophelia.
  • Ophelia: I have an idea. We're both here... Why not try and improve the scene together? Maybe we could drive the evil lord into a corner and win the day, together!
  • Odin: What a wonderful idea! Give me a bit of time to mull it over. There are too many things I wish to say. First we have to script the chosen father and daughter's lines of course. Then—
  • Ophelia: Wait, what? Chosen father AND daughter? A-are you telling me that I'm a chosen warrior, like you? What should I do? I'm so ecstatic that I want to cry! No, no, get a hold of yourself. I mustn't misinterpret his words. I'm nowhere near Father's level.
  • Odin: All right, Ophelia! I'm ready!
  • Ophelia: O-OK, great! Let's get started!

A Support Edit

  • Ophelia: Father.
  • Odin: Ophelia! The script we came up with is spectacular. Honestly, I'm getting all goosefleshy. This sacred speech is worthy of a chosen father and daughter.
  • Ophelia: About that. I wanted to ask you something. Are you and I truly chosen ones?
  • Odin: In our scene we truly are!
  • Ophelia: I'm not talking about this make-believe stuff! I mean in real life. Listen, there's something important I need to ask you. It's about the mark on my arm.
  • Odin: Is that...the Brand?! Ophelia, when did you...?!
  • Ophelia: It just suddenly appeared when I joined the army. So it's called a Brand?
  • Odin: Oh! Uh, n-no! No,no,no, that's just a generic term! You know, like "branded." But it IS proof of the blood shared between a child and her parent. In fact it's called the Royal Bloodmark of the Exalt!
  • Ophelia: Father! I'm being serious. Now's not the time for you made up names!
  • Odin: You're right. I apologize.
  • Ophelia: So...you said this mark is proof of the blood shared by a child and her parent? Does that mean you have this mark too?
  • Odin: Yes, I do.
  • Ophelia: REALLY?! Can I see it?
  • Odin: Er, I misspoke. I don't have it any longer. Or, more precisely, it was made invisible. I had to hide it when I came to this land.
  • Ophelia: This land? You mean, like, this country? That makes no sense. Why does it need to be hidden? Please, tell me the truth! Does it confer some unique ability on us? Is this the mark of the chosen ones?!
  • Odin: No, unfortunately. It doesn't give you any special powers. It's simply irrefutable evidence of your lineage.
  • Ophelia: Lineage?
  • Odin: Yes. And frankly, that lineage means very little in this world. I'm sorry if I got your hopes up, but it's the truth. Though I admit that I've wished it granted me special abilities on countless occasions.
  • Ophelia: So what you're saying is that I'm not a chosen one at all...This is just a normal old birthmark.
  • Odin: Ophelia, listen. You may not have special powers, but you are unique. Heroic blood flows through your veins. It is the blood of the Exalt, who raised his sword against the world eating fell dragon. It is the blood of a woman whose courage led her to cross the bounds of time itself. And it is the blood that flowed out of two heroes who dies to protect me.
  • Ophelia: Exalt? Fell dragon? Father, I don't understand. Why do you look like you're going to cry?
  • Odin: I'm sorry...it doesn't matter whether you understand or not right now. But eventually, a day will dawn when you can be proud to bear that mark. I knew a princess once who desired that mark, you know. But it never appeared. I believe she would be very happy that it has appeared on you, though. Someday I will tell you the whole story, Ophelia. But not today.
  • Ophelia: Do you promise?
  • Odin: Yes, I promise.
  • Ophelia: OK! And you have to show me your mark too, Father! I'll be looking forward to that day.
  • Odin: Thank you, Ophelia. Listen. We don't have special powers. But we still support those around us who do have those abilities. Coming up with a thrilling scenes and exciting phrases is no waste of time, right? A strong supporting ensemble ensures that the star shines brightest of all.
  • Ophelia: Right on! We have to keep writing awesome speeches, no matter what! Then we'll have an amazing line to say when we vanquish the evil lord together!
  • Odin: What a wonderful idea! Hmm...And after our lines are said, I'll b forced to ask...whether youll join me or stay here. I know it's an unfair choice. But for now...
  • Ophelia: Father? What's bothering you?
  • Odin: Nothing, I was simply enjoying a brief flight of fancy. All right, Ophelia! Back to writing! We need to make our lines even better!
  • Ophelia: Yes!

With Kana (Son) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Kana: Hey, Papa. There's something I wanted to ask you about, if that's OK...
  • Odin: Yes, Kana? What worm of unease has lodged itself in your brainy innards?
  • Kana: Well, see, it's Mama. She's always treating me like I'm a little kid.
  • Odin: Oh? That seems only natural. You are her spawn, after all.
  • Kana: I know that! I just mean I'm not as much of a child as I used to be. I want to help out more. But whenever I try, she just tells me to go play with my friends instead.
  • Odin: Oh, I see. You wish to be the tortoise that holds up her world.
  • Kana: Right! I want to be someone she can rely on. Do you have any ideas for things I could do to make her happy?
  • Odin: Of course! I am ecstatic that you asked. Typically, I ply her with stories and lore on the outer darkness and the void of being. Just yesterday I regaled her with my tale behind The Pose of Eternal Undoing. Followed, of course, by that of the magician who was corrupted by a demon. Which naturally led to a discussion of the finer points of the Incarnadine Arts and their merits relative to the...um...the Super Jet-Black Onyx school of...magickry.
  • Kana: And that makes her happy?
  • Odin: Why, of course! What being would not be enthralled by such fantastic tales? Does not the mention of the Uliginous Autochthons give you spine chills? So it is with milady! She always smiles a special smile when I tell her my tales...
  • Kana: Oh...r-really now?
  • Odin: MY GODS! THAT'S IT! THAT'S THE SMILE! You are truly your mother's son, my child!
  • Kana: I...um—Do you know of any other ways of making Mama happy?
  • Odin: A pleasure that surpasses plumbing the secret depths of dark magic?! Impossible! Unless... Don't tell me you intend to break the third seal?!
  • Kana: Oh, I know! Let's make it a contest, Papa!
  • Odin: A contest? What kind of contest?
  • Kana: Yeah! We'll have a contest to see which of us can make Mama happier! Between the two of us, I'm sure we can come up with all sorts of things! Whoever gets thanked the most wins! Heehee.
  • Odin: A high-stakes death match between father and son, eh? I like the sound of that! The drama...the suspense... The horrific tragedy when one is inevitably compelled to destroy the other! What misfortune, my aching blood hungers to consume my...kinsblood... No matter! We shall call this... The Tournament of Torment!
  • Kana: Really? Yaaaay!
  • Odin: However, Avatar and I are but two vessels of a single spirit. We have exchanged the Eternal Vow; you will be hard pressed to best me here, boy! And now know that I will pursue victory at any cost! Even against my own son!
  • Kana: That's fine with me, Papa. I'm gonna beat you fair and square!
  • Odin: Very well. PREPARE YOURSELF! FOR DOOOOOOOOM! MUAHAHAHAHAHA--

B Support Edit

  • Kana: Hey, Papa! I've been making lots of progress on our contest! How about you?
  • Odin: Heh. You will regret asking... I have a tally here of all the times she has thanked me. Read it and despair!
  • Kana: WOW! That's a lot! And you got all these already? That's crazy!
  • Odin: Yes. You see, it took only a few long incantations to accomplish the deed. They were so powerful, she begged me to stop, lest I be destroyed. Also something about the noise being distracting. Of course, I relented immediately, and I received all of these thanks in return.
  • Kana: Oh yeah? Well, nothing can stand between Kana and victory! Here, see! I counted mine, too! And the total is...um...
  • Odin: WH-WHAAAT?! How could you possibly have more than me? WITCHCRAFT! WITCHCRAFT!
  • Kana: I do? I do! Haha! Take THAT, Papa!
  • Odin: K-Kana. Just what kind of spell did you cast? Did you summon a demon?! You must come clean, child. We have not long to purify you!
  • Kana: I've mostly just been doing things around camp. In the mornings, I help make arrows for the archers. Then at lunch I chop vegetables and dole out the food. And at night, I bring Mama her maps and books for planning the war strategy. And I do a bunch of little things throughout the day whenever I have time.
  • Odin: Y-you mean you've been doing no magic?! You've bested me while using no spells?!
  • Kana: Mhm!
  • Odin: N-no fair! Hmm. But you seem to have grown up without my even noticing... Are you sure you have used no magic?
  • Kana: Huh?
  • Odin: Oh, just a thought. Perhaps I have been treating you like too much of a child as well. Not long ago, you were an undreamed dream in another realm. And now, suddenly, you're a man of the army, serving like the rest of us. It...it...gosh darnit, it warms my heart!
  • Kana: Thanks, Papa! I've been working really hard.
  • Odin: I believe it. Your mother must be very grateful for all the good work you've been doing.
  • Kana: Good work... Hm. I just realized... Mama hasn't actually been saying "thank you" to me very much. She just tells me "good work" and smiles. It's kind of a sad smile, come to think of it... Maybe I'm not helping her as much as I thought I was...
  • Odin: Hey, now. Don't be discouraged. It's likely nothing. Air and fluff. I'm sure you've been an enormous help. More importantly, this means you've been cheating, you little ogre! I knew you couldn't surpass my powers without the use of dark magics!
  • Kana: Haha. I guess you're right. I'll just have to work even harder for Mama tomorrow! I'm not gonna lose to you, Papa! I won't sleep until Mama thanks me twice as much!
  • Odin: Heh. Fine. I suppose I will allow you this one victory. But remember... Odin Dark always triumphs in the end!

With Shigure (Son) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Ah, there you are, Shigure. Still painting that picture of yours, I see.
  • Shigure: Oh, hello, Father. I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I apologize. I shouldn't be spending my my time on such frivolous pursuits. We are at war, after all.
  • Odin: You have absolutely no need to feel a shred of embarrassment, my son. It's clear that the goddess of art looks with favor upon you. Follow those magnificent instincts of yours, and create whatever you wish! Don't forget to ignore the prodding eyes of those who don't understand true brilliance.
  • Shigure: Hahaha. That's very kind of you to say, Father.
  • Odin: Now let me have a look. Hmm... I must admit that you rather lack a flair for the dramatic. Still, it's a tragedy that your work has so little opportunity to be appreciated. I only wish there was a way to introduce this genius of yours to the whole world.
  • Shigure: Father, don't be ridiculous.
  • Odin: Wait... Just maybe... Eureka! I know what to do! We bring together a menagerie of imagined worlds, trapped in oak frames... And we house each piece under one roof. What I mean to say is, why don't we have an exhibition of all your work?
  • Shigure; A-a solo exhibition? I don't think I'm ready for that. Not to mention that our troops are on the advance. It seems like a lot more trouble than it's actually worth.
  • Odin: Heh, you must have forgotten who you're addressing. I always make the impossible happen! For I am Odin Dark! All we have to do is rent a nice large tent. I'm sure the villagers and soldiers will be happy to help. Yes, I believe we can pull this off without an issue.
  • Shigure: It just seems absurd for me to reserve a whole tent for personal use...
  • Odin: Nonsense! Your artistic skill is a gift from the heavens! A true treasure for the entire nation... No, for all of humanity to admire! Hiding this precious gift would be worse than committing the most heinous crime. The choice is yours. Will you be a derelict who spits on your god-given talent... or will you blaze your own trail as a true artist?
  • Shigure: Fine, Father. I will put on this solo exhibition. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
  • Odin: Too true! And with that, our contract is sealed. I swear that I'll do everything in my power to make this Banquet of Beauty a reality! Let our journey begin! We must gather more supplicants to our cause!

(Odin leaves)

  • Shigure: Thank you, Father.

B Support Edit

  • Shigure: Hello, Father.
  • Odin: Ah, Shigure. Can I help you?
  • Shigure: Well, I've been thinking... You've done so much to make this exhibition happen. I just wanted to thank you. For everything.
  • Odin: Hahaha... It was no trouble. I had plenty of assistance... For no mortal can resist my command when under the spell of Black Vespa! Actually, most people wanted to help with the exhibition right away. I didn't have to use my dark powers at all. Hehe... Hahahaha...
  • Shigure: O-oh, I see...
  • Odin: Shigure, what's wrong? You look nervous.
  • Shigure: Maybe a little. The truth is, I'm not very proud of my newest painting. It... It still leaves something to be desired.
  • Odin: Oh? Are you referring to the new piece for the exhibition? Our event draws near... You must be courageous and divorce yourself form doubt and delusion. For you are a young champion of the arts!
  • Shigure: Of course. I must double my efforts to fix the piece. Everyone has put in so much effort to provide this opportunity for me.
  • Odin: I appreciate the commitment to excellence, but make sure to know your limits.
  • Shigure: Thank you, Father. If you'll excuse me, I must return to painting.
  • Odin: Excellent. And remember. Chin up!

(Shigure leaves)

  • Odin: That's odd... He has more fire in his belly than usual... I wonder what that boy is getting up to...

A Support Edit

  • Odin: Finally, the big day has arrived! My son's own exhibit, at long last... The Banquet of Beauty! But first, I must inspect the tent... Hmm... Well, well, look at all these people. They've come in droves to see his art. And it seems that Shigure's work is going over well with the masses. Hahaha, yes, I feel it's safe to say that this banquet is a roaring success! Thanks to my tireless efforts, of course. I'm sure you agree, don't you, Shigure? Wh-where did he go? I can't see my Shigure anywhere! My gods! What if he was taken by some secret society bent on eradicating all beauty?!
  • Shigure: *pant*...*pant*
  • Odin: Sh-Shigure! Son! Thank goodness! You must have been able to escape the secret society just in time! Were you forced to use cunning or raw physical prowess to escape their clutches? Those villains are doubtlessly plotting their next move... But fear not! I will protect you!
  • Shigure: Father, calm down. I'm sorry for being late. I had to stay up all night to perfect the final painting in the series.
  • Odin: Wh-what? That's all? So that fiendish society doesn't exist?
  • Shigure: N-no, not at all. I'm perfectly safe...
  • Odin: Well then... That's certainly for the best. Wait, what am I saying? Staying up all night is absolutely unacceptable! What if, in a moment of exhaustion, you were to injure yourself? We would have to cancel the entire show! There is already plenty of art here. Why did you feel it necessary to push yourself so hard?
  • Shigure: I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to finish this painting. I made it to show you my gratitude, Father.
  • Odin: Whatever do you mean? Th-this painting is of... your mother...and me?
  • Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you two. It was very important to finish it at any cost.
  • Odin: So this whole time, you were painting this?
  • Shigure: Yes... I wanted you both to know how much I appreciate and love you. If not for you two, I would have never entered this world. None of these paintings would ever exist. So I did what I could to harness my talent and pour that gratitude into the painting.
  • Odin: Shigure... Y-you...you are... truly an amazing child. This is the finest work of art that these eyes have ever seen!
  • Shigure: F-Father... I'm glad you like it. But when you hug me so tight, it's hard to breathe. Whew. That's better, hahaha.
  • Odin: Son, I feel as if my heart is nearly bursting with pride at your marvelous work. I'm so proud of you. Bravo!
  • Shigure: Thank you. I'm very proud to be your child.
  • Odin: Haha... I'm glad to hear it. Now then! This is no time to linger. We must hang this piece along with the others!
  • Shigure: Certainly. It is a little embarrassing, though.
  • Odin: Nonsense! Frankly, without it here, we could never call this the Banquet of Beauty! Am I wrong, Shigure?
  • Shigure: No... You're right, Father!

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