TYPE-MOON

[Альвад]

Народ с вакачана потихоньку переводит диалоги из МБАА. Вот диалоги с Пылью Осириса, проливающие свет на сюжет (для Аоко преведены все диалоги).

Аоко

Aoko: ....Oh? A rewrite of events using the gap from the changing of dates?

Aoko: Not too shabby in the mystical mechanism programming department, that Tatari.

Aoko: Let's see, what's the state of the town?

Aoko: Ah ha. Ok, the people in town are being kept in the correct flow of time, and only the ones involved with the Night of Wallachia are left in this time, hm.

Aoko: So just Shiki, the True Ancestor, and the other ones were time slipped back a year ago? But too bad. That trick won't work on me.

Aoko: Sorry lady, but I'll have to crash your party. If you use a thaumaturgical ritual of this scale, there's always the chance of the First (wraith) Stantia [might be read as, the First??s Wraith but who knows] showing up too.

Aoko: Who knows? If you're going to continue living from now, maybe we just might have already met some time, some place?

Aoko: It's alright to call yourself immortal, but isn't your information a little old!

Aoko: Saying "I don't think we've ever met" to a wizard? If that old fart heard you he'd roar with laughter?

Roa: ...I see. Peasantry that just happened to dig up the deepest of mysteries and be thrust in the spotlight, but still a wizard, eh.

Roa: Just a 30 year old level "magic", but with no doubt, a one of a kind rarity.

Roa: In that case, with the proper degree of respect, allow me to drink your blood.

Aoko: Nah, I don't think you'll find mine very appetizing. Well, I also got some stuff on my mind concerning you. Ok then, I'll give Shiki and the little sister just one less thing to worry about!

>Win quote

Aoko: Lighting by numerology? For someone with that face, that's rather dull, no, maybe orthodox? Well, since I also use the same system, it's not exactly my place to say anything.

Aoko: Hello, descendent of Atlas. Judging by that appearance, you'd be the next generation Tatari born from Tatari?

Dust: Ceasing recalculation.

Dust: Attainer of the Fifth Law. What business does a wanderer, who will not be here to witness the end, have here? Leave. There is no error margin subject to your alteration here.

Aoko: ...Yeeps. Just why? All the big people say that and get all nasty on me. I haven't done something that outrageous even once you know?

Dust: It being possible makes it more than threatening enough. If you are going to meet not the current (present) me but the former (past) me.

Aoko: Hey, I'm telling you I'm not going to do that. Too much of a pain in the butt, that kind of stuff.

Aoko: And, it's good enough to just destroy you over here if I want to stop you.

Dust: ...As I thought, you plan to destroy me. While the both of us talk of protecting humanity, our means are far too different.

Dust: You deal with hideous, boundless survival. I deal with a hollow outcome that must be profited from.

Aoko: And to do that, you made that many Philosopher's Stones, huh.

Aoko: A circuit that continues to think of the assumption that we still survive, even after the planet has cooled, even after mankind has died out.

Aoko: That's your ?conclusion!?

Dust: Yes. Hermes, having drank the Philosopher's Stones will function eternally.

Dust: An ark bird, knowing no death, continuing to fly in the underworld. A storyteller of humanity, different from you.

Aoko: ...Oh really. Well, I guess that's also plausible. There's meaning to it if it's meant as insurance. But, I can't look the other way when it comes to what its power source is.

Aoko: Sion Eltnam Atlasia. I am going to destroy all of the Philosopher's Stones you are making.

Dust: Before you do that, I will destroy your magic. The likes of a power that has absolutely no profit to the life of the planet should never have existed!

Aoko: And now that's it over, the only one to remember about it is me, ah. I didn't expect much, but to really not even make one dime!.ohohoho.

Aoko: Then again, the last time, I received a reward from the little sister. If I explain to her what happened, she might understa-, nah, don't think so.

Aoko: If I said, hey I didn't save the city, I saved the world, she'd laugh at me.

Aoko: Oh well, I'll build up my travel fee by the subcontract with that minor organization again.

Aoko: Let's see!.what's there, the next one is a sealing designation search in the south!.Arimago Island?

Aoko: Hrrrm, can I make it? Well, since I got nothing to lose, shall I take off? And, which means I'll be saying good bye to my homeland for a while.

Бафи

Ries: There's no sound. Where am I? This is not Misaki. No, this doesn't even match any place in the world.

Ries: This is almost as if...

Dust of Osiris: This is the result of hatred.

Dust of Osiris: The future of the death of this planet, summoned by the True Ancestor to defeat the Night of Wallachia. That which I have been seeking, the black land to return to.

Dust of Osiris: Ceasing recalculation. I acknowledge your ability in destroying the Night of Wallachia.

Dust of Osiris: But I cannot understand why a part of my defensive system is interrupting my reperformance.

Ries: So, you are Sion. No, actually, the remnants of Sion, absorbed by Tatari.

Ries: This Tatari isn't Zepia's, but a new Tatari you started?

Dust of Osiris: Yes. It is a reperformance of the "Hologram Summer" the Night of Wallachia ran.

Dust of Osiris: I am recreating the Tatari that had been one step away from the Sixth and correcting only its conclusion.

Dust of Osiris: I released you as a factor in doing so, yet why do you approach me?

Dust of Osiris: I programed you to not approach the processing unit (Hermes), my main body.

Ries: Your program must have gone haywire somewhere along the way.

Ries: No, it might have been her wish. Not the Sion that tried to use me as a defense mechanism but the Sion before she became you.

Ries: Her desire was the destruction of Tatari. There is no way she would allow the birth of a superior Tatari after defeating Wallachia.

Dust of Osiris: That thinking is mistaken. I became like this by my own will.

Dust of Osiris: The goal of Sion Eltnam Atlasia is the protection of the future. The prediction of the future for the purpose of protecting humanity from unavoidable destruction and the acquisition of a method of salvation from it.

Dust of Osiris: I had grown for that purpose. I was appointed Tatari and became one of the 27 Ancestors for that purpose.

Dust of Osiris: I am the bird of the underworld. The dust of Osiris. The giant of Atlas, perserving mankind.

Ries: ...My god. From the moment I laid eyes on you, you'd been the type that would end up brooding by herself.

Ries: But Sion. You're wrong. If you're going to be a machine, then it's fine to work for the sake of others. But that form of yours is still one of a human being.

Ries: Then, the first step you have to take is to find your own happiness. A thing that can't comprehend a human being shouldn't be going on saying that it will save humanity.

Dust of Osiris: Those emotions are what destroyed you humans.

Dust of Osiris: It is a pity. You were a superb defense mechanism but you had to break down in the end. I am taking back the mechanism that I loaned to your body.

Ries: No doubt. I will return it, all right. Not just your mechanism, but that mistaken system, all of it, to zero.

Ries: Come at me, Dust of Osiris. Your empty theories will burn out here.

cont'

Dust of Osiris: A, aaaa....the Philosopher's Stone....is melting....the water of life, healing death and vampirism, I wanted to make to save my....no to save you, is.

Ries: ....You were having an awful dream. I hadn't seen a nightmare for even a minute though.

Ries: ....You'd been haunted by a nearly endless dream all this twisted time, hadn't you Sion?

Dust of Osiris: Riesbyfe? I forgot. I have to apologize to you.

Dust of Osiris: I'd been saved by you, but I'd been such a disappointment. I'd been made into a vampire by Wallachia and..

Dust of Osiris: Aah, your stake is inside me.... Thank god. I may be the one that's the remnants and even now Sion's still fighting against her vampirism, but

Dust of Osiris: At least, even the likes of me gets to be killed by you.

Ries: ....Yes. I'm sorry Sion. This is the second time I've done this to you.

Dust of Osiris: No, it's better this way Riesbyfe, guardian knight chosen by the holy shield.

Dust of Osiris: You followed through on your namesake, and protected my soul to the very end.

Ries: If that's true, then I'm glad. Now, go to sleep Sion. This time, so you won't be snatched by bad dreams.

Dust of Osiris. Yes. ....Good night, Ries. May you also have good....

Ries: ...Yes. This time I'll fall into a sleep with dreams. There won't be another curtain call. This one night nightmare is finally over.

Ries: ...I'm getting tired too. I was just a little worried about what comes next, but that Executor ought to do the job.

Ries: ...Goodbye Sion. If it can be granted, I wish that I can see you again after this darkness...

Шики

Shiki: What is this pavement....blood...no....this is...all of it is gem-like...

Dust of Osiris: This is what is called the Philosopher's Stone. The dust of the underworld I transmutated using Tatari.

Dust of Osiris: Also called the Aqua Vitae. The greatest secret of Atlas, able to heal all pain, plagues, and death.

Shiki: Who...no, you're....Sion. That's right, you're Sion...!

Dust of Osiris: ....

Shiki: Why had I forgotten? This night was the night of Tatari and I defeated the source of Tatari with Sion, but..!

Dust of Osiris: Even with this form, you still recognize me as myself.... Yes, you do appear to be the greatest singularity.

Shiki: Sion...? What's wrong, did something happen?

Shiki: You look like you're in a lot of pain, did Tatari get you before I came here?

Dust of Osiris: I never would have thought that I myself would be a subject of that kind and harmless stupidity.

Dust of Osiris: I cannot forgive that under any meaning. To see me as Sion Eltnam.

Dust of Osiris: The goodness that could make me throw away the logic of being Tatari when I've come this far, is my enemy.

Shiki: Ac-! ....What the....my eyes...this stone....is made up of only lines of death...!?

Dust of Osiris: This is my Tatari. A world recomputing the Night of Wallachia and changing only its ending.

Dust of Osiris: I had the True Ancestor call forth the end of the world and had you remove the Night of Wallachia - and then, before Tatari disappears, I will change only the outcome of that night.

Dust of Osiris: It had been a reformation in which no part would have been possible without you, the singularity.

Dust of Osiris: But as long as you, the fluctuating variable, are here, I, the answer, cannot be determined.

Dust of Osiris: You are a factor in creating me, and a factor in destroying me. As of now, Tatari has made a bird of the underworld.

Dust of Osiris: Before that bird is erased by the correct answer - if you disappear, I will become the only Sion.

Shiki: Sion. You're different from when I just saw you a little earlier. Are you a Sion that Tatari created?

Dust of Osiris: That interpretation is good enough. I am the Dust of Osiris. I am the processing unit that will kill you and reform the future, with this world as the truth.

Dust of Osiris: Be gone, human. This underworld needs no god of death!

Shiki: It's dawn. My head's stopped aching and the strange heat that's been enveloping the town is gone....Tatari's really over now, eh.

Sion: Yes, I should have been the one to solve this problem, but you did it all by yourself.

Sion: Shiki, you might not have agreed with the way it ended, but to her, that might have been the most fortunate conclusion possible.

Shiki: I don't know about that. The Sion that called herself Tatari looked, I'm not really sure, really lonely...

Sion: Yes. That's why the one saving grace for her was to be destroyed by your hands.

Sion: What ever she was, why this Tatari happened, doesn't have anything to do with you anymore.

Sion: ....But, if you can. I'd like you to remember her as you thought she was.

Shiki: Oh, yeah of course. I know that you're going to look like that when you get older, so I'm not going to forget her that easily.

Sion: Is that what you were you thinking during that situation!

Sion: I take back what I said. Forget it! Forget everything about the older me!

Shiki: Wait, hold on, calm down Sion! The gun, don't take out the gun!

Сиэль

Ciel: The converging of a Reality Marble...!? No, this is different. This isn't an internal landscape, this really is the sight after the world was destroyed.

Ciel: Impossible. That would make it a Marble Phantasm of a True Ancestor. Even with the 27 Dead Apostle Ancestors, I heard the only one who could use it was the Water Demon Sumire.

Dust of Osiris: That's correct, Executor. Marble Phantasms can only be used by the touch of the planet, the True Ancestors.

Dust of Osiris: This is the future extracted from that. A mere smear on the world, processed and carried only slightly by myself.

Ciel: For a mere smear on the world....it sure does have a strong sense of reality.

Ciel: This is a thaumaturgical theory - a world egg itself. The inside of the egg and the outside.... If this world is finished by you, the inside and the outsides will be switched.

Ciel: This is one of the great forbidden spells; fantasy isn't invading reality, but reality is being sealed in fantasy.

Ciel: And to construct a formula able to do all this, you must be Tatari.

Dust of Osiris: Yes, I am the Dust of Osiris, that which uses the transmutated Philosopher's Stone to achieve the protection of humanity.

Dust of Osiris: I am different than the Night of Wallachia, but our goal is also the same. Merge with the Philosopher's Stone and become my terminal, Executor.

Dust of Osiris: Your superior circuits are meant to be used.

Ciel: You are the same. I don't know who you are, and your goal of saving us humans? Well, that's probably true. But you're the same.

Ciel: You're still a vampire starving for blood just like he was.

Dust of Osiris: I cannot understand. You claim that I am the same as the Night of Wallachia? I, who haven't even harmed even one person yet?

Ciel: Yes, there is no difference between someone that causes a Tatari to kill and someone that causes a Tatari after it has killed.

Ciel: You don't get any pleasure from murder, but you're doing the same thing.

Ciel: No, the sin of your mass killing is even graver by not dirtying your own hands. It's sufficient to limit the resetting by a push of the button to your system.

Dust of Osiris: You speak logic to me with emotions?

Dust of Osiris: Very well. Become consumed by my red water and made into a living circuit! See with your own eyes the end of the world while bearing the karma (emotions) of man!

Ciel: Tatari has been completely destroyed. Meaning the crushing of the road to immortality of Eltnam.

Ciel: ...Dust of Osiris...your skill in creating the Philospher's Stone so well, the basic and the deepest-most part of alchemy, was superb...

Ciel: But we still probably aren't ready for it.

Ciel: ...but, on to the next directive. Even if Tatari's gone, there's still much stuff to clean up. I don't have time to rest.

Ciel: Taking care of the Dead hiding in this city should take a half a year.

Ciel: After that.... it'd be about time that I settle my score with her...

Ciel: ...Well, when that happens, it happens. Right now, it's time for me to complete my immediate duties.

Ciel: And there's always the chance, if there really is any hope that, maybe, by some mistake, there might be a day when I can coexist with her.

Арквейд

Arc: This vision. The death of the planet.

Arc: The future, where everything has returned to dust and been destroyed?

Dust: Yes. I welcome you, Crimson Moon. This is a vision of the future that you once summoned. The final and ultimate method of salvation that I desire.

Arc: If it isn't the next generation model of the Night of Wallachia. This destruction. Thou tells me that this form of the planet where all life has become extinct, is salvation?

Dust: Correct. Destruction is inavoidable. No matter the means taken, the self-destruction of humanity cannot be prevented.

Dust: Thus, I reached this answer. If destruction cannot be avoided, then I will execute a better, swifter, annihilation.

Dust: Afterwards - once the history of humanity has ceased operation completely, I will record all of it and leave behind a record medium that will never wear away.

Dust: That is salvation. With a record that will never be forgotten, never be destroyed, all life will gain significance.

Arc: Even if there is no one to view it, as long as it remains, there is the possibility of other beings one day learning from it it?

Arc: I see. Yes, that is eternity. As a living being bearing death, that wish is oh so painfully true. But,

Arc: That is the final light to be be chosen only by those who survived until the limit and accepted destruction in the end.

Arc: To hurry destruction thyself is spitting on the history of humanity that thou seeks to record.

Dust: Unusual. You are the will of the planet. If humans continue to prosper as they do now, the first one to die is you.

Dust: Is that - what you accept?

Arc: Fool. The destruction of the planet is just the result, is it not?

Arc: My beloved children, wretchedly yet earnestedly tried to survive, and the result? Their destruction. Thou thinks I can laugh at their futile struggle?

Arc: While I may have resent, I will not punish them. But,

Arc: The shocking stupidity of being destroyed for the sake of destruction will make me want to say my fair share.

Arc: Bird of the underworld. Graceful Osiris. Thy idea is 1000 years late. That deluded conviction is a "1" of the old.

Dust: The one that has been swayed by the world of man is you, Crimson Moon. As one who hears the voice of the planet, I will return that malfunctioning soul to dust!

Arc: ...And thus, Arcueid said some high and mighty stuff, but she hadn't the foggiest idea about who was right.

Arc: It's too bad about the Philosopher's Stone though, but that Sion girl should eventually make something just like it... Oh well, as long as everything's fine in the end?

Arc: The strong point of humans is the "as long as things are fun, now" kind of forward thinking . If they keep expanding on on the dreaming up better futures' part of it, they should escape to the star ocean one day!

Shiki: Hey! Arcueid! Over here! The movie's about to start!

Arc: Ok! I'll be right there!

Arc: Now then. Well, with expectations towards the slightly-not-so-far future, shall I also continue to watch the dream just a little longer?

[chernob]

Я конечно дико извиняюсь, но разве Arai с Бистлеера ещё год назад не делал перводы почти всех диалогов с Пылью Осириса?

[Альвад]

Бистлеер не посещаю - так что не в курсе чего там было. Если чего, то сори за то что так стормозил.

[Shifter]

"Wait, hold on, calm down Sion! The gun, don't take out the gun!"

Да ладно... Арк приняла выстрел грудью, а у Шики есть нож и глаза) Не страшно)

[Skarabey]

Альвад, помнишь ты как-то скидывал мне арт с реакциями на концовки ЦХ?

Черепашьими темпамми я убеждаюсь в их правдивости!

Тру энд Сиэль и правда вызывает реакцию по типу "Твою мать...", правда, для этого нужно кое-что знать...

[Shifter]

Даже комментировать не нужно.

[Rosetau]

поймал на мысли что пересматриваю пятый раз

[Демон]

Да, загонная штука. Как говорят - всё гениальное просто))

[Альвад]

ААА!!!

Зашел на вакачан в поисках интересного - наткнулся на тред один...

Shiki rapes Kohaku...

Kohaku is a Maid...

A Maid is a kind of Servant...

Shiki rapes Servants...

SHIKI CAN KILL SERVANTS.

Shiki can rape Servants. It doesn't mean he can kill them.

Shiki can rape Berserker. Discuss.

Ками-сама, мой мозг!

[Альвад]

Вопрос к теоретикам.

Зеркало Сацуки Сад увядания вытягивает ману из противника, так? У ДаркСакуры бесконечный запас маны (так по крайней мере в ХФ сказано), так?

Собственно: Саччин vs ДаркСакура - кто кого?