Kakania

Isolde

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Klara Vingler

HealSupport

ATK

227

HP

1922

Reality DEF

129

Mental DEF

129

Critical Technique

218

Character Info

◆ Medium介质介質ミディアム매개체

◆ Inspired灵感靈感本源영감

◆ Fragrance note香调香調香調조향 노트

◆ Dimensions尺寸尺寸サイズ규격

Kakania卡卡尼亚卡卡尼亞カカニア카카니아

Medium:介质:介質:ミディアム:매개체:

Inspired:灵感:靈感:本源:영감:

Fragrance note:香调:香調:香調:조향 노트:

Dimensions:尺寸:尺寸:サイズ:규격:

First Encounter

A suitcase immune to the "Storm" ... It's ... Yes, it's a wonderful idea. And so comfortable and spacious too ... It could save many lives.

Suitcase Climate

It's raining, quiet, soft rain. No gunshots, no twisted people or buildings. Just a simple phenomenon of nature, such that it is here.

To the Future

The future ... I'm not sure what it will be like, but I know I will get there.

Idle

Hey ... She's ... utterly motionless, breathing steadily. Taking a nap? Hmm, is this some kind of new trend, sleeping while standing up? Maybe I can show her something to bring her back …

Greetings

Welcome! There's no need to knock, I saw you through the mirror at the door.

Morning

Stop throwing pebbles, Illich. Let me sleep another five! I used to say that whenever Illich woke me up. But there are no cracks on my windows anymore ... no pebbles.

Bond: Morning

Did you hear that? It's her. Singing ... So she hasn't stopped ... Does she still have nightmares, I wonder? Or tremors and convulsions? Sorry. That was inappropriate ... I know, I'll only make things worse if I meet her now, unless I knew how to change her condition ... but I don't, at least not for now.

Night

So then after WWI came WWII ... Will there be a WWIII? With The "Storm" bringing chaos to everyone and everywhere. I think peace will not last long ... I must borrow a few more books from Marcus and learn more.

Bond: Night

Oh, sorry. Did I wake you? I was on my way to the garden ... Or should I say the "Wilderness," for a walk. No, no ... Don't worry, I just had a dream. But would you care to join me?

Hat and Hair

I believe most of the world's secrets are hidden within our heads. How many neurons might there be within our brains? One million, ten million, or 100? Have we yet to discover our limits?

Sleeves and Hands

Oh, looking for something in my hands? Take a look, I have no secrets hidden up my sleeves.

Clothing and Torso

A healthy body is a precondition for a truly healthy mind. It helps you think quickly and to run fast should you have to jump out of a window to escape.

Hobby

Can it be true that psychology and biology have increasingly overlapped as they've developed! How curious ... Yet, I concede it is only logical. Our brains are both the source of our psyches and a part of our natural bodies. It's only that I was a little surprised ... So, what else might you tell me about our brains?

Praise

What a welcome refuge this place is. The arcanists under this roof can enjoy their freedom without being hampered by any red tape ... And there seems to be always more room for new guests.

Intimacy

Excuse me ... Are you free now? The psychiatrist from headquarters suggested I consider a more modern treatment for my long term care, but I don't feel ready at all. Would you ... listen to me for a while?

Chitchat I

What?! You mean those two came from the Golden Isle?! Gosh, please, hold my bag! I must have a chat with them!

Chitchat II

During my practice, many patients would tell me secrets that no one else knew. Sometimes they were embarrassed by them, they were worried I might tell someone and even tried to kill me ... That's why I keep a pistol in my bag. Just in case!

Monologue

Everyone has their own duty; her, the people of Vienna, you, and me. I must get back on my feet and move on ... This is the only path for me, after the catastrophes that I have caused.

Deployment

Oh! Are we heading to a seminar?

Pre-Battle

Let us have a fair fight.

Select Incantation I

Oh please, I know how to use it!

Select Incantation II

A simple arcane trick.

Select 3-star Incantation

Time to pull out the expensive stuff!

Select Ultimate

Now presenting "Vingler's Mirror"!

Select Ultimate

Now presenting "Vingler's Mirror!"

Cast Arcane Skill I

Bang bang!

Cast Arcane Skill I

Didn't see that coming, did you?

Cast Arcane Skill II

Hold on. Psychiatrist at work!

Cast Arcane Skill II

Oh, don't stare at it for too long!

Cast Ultimate

You must see your true self.

Attacked I

Humph!

Attacked II

Ahhh!

Battle Victory

Come back! I need your feedback on our session!

Insight

Wow, a new power! Emm ... I don't have to put that in my file, do I?

Bottom of Insight

Know ... myself?

3.3

Invaluable

100

Invaluable

啓蒙思想は再び人々の心を解放した。学者と社会活動家たちは理性の松明を高く掲げ、権力者が民衆の頭上を覆っていた闇を晴らし、文明社会に対する人の崇拝をまた一歩と前進させた。理性とは真理に通ずる門であり、既知をもって万物を推論できる。人間は理性をもって自分の全てを掌握し、それを感性の上に君臨させることが当たり前だと、彼らは信じて疑わなかった。そうして、人はもう一度カゴの中に囚われた。理性は、精神から自由を奪う鎖となってしまった。

彼らは自ら首を理性主義という名の縄の間に入れ、呼吸ができないほど締め付けられても、光を代表する月桂冠を外したくはなかった。人間は高潔で、獣とはまるで違う進化種でなければならない。そのため、『ヒステリー研究』や『夢判断』といったけしからん本は存在してはならないのだ。人間たるものは、獣のように倫理を無視し、欲望に駆られて理性を失い、夢の中でいかがわしい願望を持ってはならないからだ。

診療室の中で、カカニアは分厚い本を閉じた。静かでずっしりとした音をもって、彼女は本の内容を考えることを一時中止させた。扉が軽く開き、貴婦人がゆっくりと歩いてきた。そしてカカニアの向かい側にあるソファーに座り、関節がはっきりとしている手で彼女の手を取った。
「ありがとうございます、先生…知らなかったわ…このような欲望が、当たり前のことだったなんて…」婦人の苦々しい表情に羞恥が浮かんだが、伏せられた目には救われたような安堵があった。「今やっと、人間になれた気がしました…空っぽな器ではなく…」
カカニアはもう片方の手を婦人の手に重ね、軽く叩いてから、本を棚に戻すことを言い訳に握られた手を回収した。「はい。ありのままの自分を大切にすることが、大事ですよ」계몽운동은 또 한 번 사상적 해방을 가져왔고 학자와 사회운동가들은 이성의 횃불을 들고 고위층들이 사람들의 두뇌를 가린 어둠을 몰아내면서 문명 사회에 대한 인류의 동경을 불러일으키면서 또 다른 정신의 해방을 가져왔다. 그들은 이성이 진리로 통하는 문이라고 굳게 믿고, 알려진 추론을 통해 만물을 알 수 있다고 믿었으며 인간이 이성을 제어 자신의 모든 것에 통제하고 감성을 압도할 수 있다고 믿다. 그렇게 인간은 다시 새장에 갇혔고, 이성은 정신을 가두는 또 하나의 족쇄가 됐다.

그들은 머리를 이성주의의 올가미에 집어넣고, 숨을 쉴 수 없을 정도로 억압받으면서도 빛을 의미하는 월계관을 벗으려 하지 않았다. 고귀하게 진화한 인간에게서는 짐승의 흔적을 찾아서는 안 되며, 그렇기에 《히스테리 연구》, 《꿈의 해석》과 같은 것들은 터무니 없는 것이었다. 인간은 결코 짐승처럼 윤리를 무시하거나 욕망으로 인해 이성을 잃어서는 안 되며 꿈에서 더러운 소원을 이루는 일은 더더욱 하지 않는 존재이다.

진료실의 카카니아는 커다란 책 한 권을 덮었다. 책이 덮이는 단단한 소리에 그녀의 생각이 잠시 멎었다. 문이 살며시 열리더니 귀부인이 성큼성큼 다가와 카카니아 맞은편 소파에 앉아 뼈마디가 분명한 손을 내밀어 그녀의 손을 살며시 잡았다.
“고마워요, 선생님... 저는 여태껏 몰랐네요... 그런 욕심이 당연하다는 것을요...” 귀부인의 수심에 찬 얼굴에는 부끄러운 기색이 역력하지만, 눈동자는 해방감이 느껴졌다. 듯 늘어져 있다. “이제야 비로소 제가 빈 껍데기가 아닌 온전한 인간이라는 생각이 들어요...” 카카니아는 귀부인의 손 위에 손을 얹고 가볍게 두드린 뒤, 책을 서가에 돌려놓아야 한다며 손을 뗐다. “맞아요. 우리는 우리의 모든 것을 존중해야 하죠.”

この靴磨きの少年のことを知っている。彼は顔を真っ赤にして、頭を深く、もっと深く下げている。彼の首元と、皮脂で黒く汚れた襟がよく見える。
彼に靴を磨いてもらうのは嫌だった。何度か足を台から下したが、父が「どうした、クララ？こいつが嫌なのか？」と聞いてきた。そしてその少年も、「どうか靴を磨かせてください、お嬢さま。あなたの革靴はなんて美しいんでしょう」と私に哀願した。私は無力で怒りを含んだ目を父に向けたが、彼はただ、見下すような冷たい目で、目の前の少年を見ていた。まるで、一度も彼と話したことがなく、一度もそのふわふわな髪の毛を優しく撫でたことがないように、さも当たり前のように権力者として少年に労働をさせようとしている。父が言ってた。あのうるさいボロ屋と一緒に、昔のことは全て忘れなさい。「ウィングラー」という苗字の重さはもう前とは全く違うのだ。私たちはもう、みすぼらしい商人じゃないんだから。
でもそんなこと、私にはできない。私はその少年のことをよく覚えている。底が抜けた靴で私と路地の中を走り回ったことも、大笑いした時に鼻水が吹き出ることも、つい何日か前に彼にさよならを言ったことも…でも今、全ての思い出が、私に深く垂れている頭となってしまった。彼との間の距離はもう、単純に定規で測れるものじゃなくなってしまった。
幼い子どもに、父の厳しさに逆らうことができようか？私にできるのはただひらすら我慢して、少年の仕事が終わった後、父から渡されたコインに自分のお小遣いをこっそりと重ねて彼に渡すことくらいだった。
「ありがとう、ミスター。父もあなたに感謝しますよ」しかし父は少年に背を向けて、「君のお父さん？知らないな」と冷たくあしらっただけだった。「さ、クララ、パーティーが始まるよ」
こうして、私のかつての友人は、どこの道端にでもいる靴磨きの少年になってしまった。彼の名前がのど元につっかえたが、父が「みすぼらしい」時間と一緒に忘れろと言った通り、私は、その名を口することができなかった。나는 붉게 상기된 얼굴을 깊숙이 파묻고 있는 구두닦이 아이를 알아보았다. 그의 드러난 목덜미와 흙먼지로 검게 그을린 안쪽 옷깃이 보였다.
그가 나를 위해 봉사하는 것을 원하지 않아 몇 번이고 작은 의자에서 발을 떼는 나를 본 아버지가 물었다. “왜 그러니. 클라라? 마음에 안 드니?” 그 아이도 물었다. “제발 구두를 닦을 수 있게 해주세요, 아가씨. 구두가 정말 아름답네요” 나는 무력하고 화가 난 표정으로 아버지를 바라보았지만, 아버지는 소년의 덥수룩한 머리를 상냥하게 쓰다듬기는 커녕 무신경하고 짜증스러운 눈빛으로 그 아이를 바라보았다. 고위층인 아버지는 매우 편안하게 받아야 할 서비스를 누리고 있었다. 그의 말대로 낡고 시끄러웠던 집을 떠나면 이전의 모든 것들과 작별을 고해야 한다. ‘윙글러’라는 새롭게 지은 성씨를 한 우리는 행상인이었던 과거와의 모든 연결고리를 끊어야 한다.
그러나 나는 할 수 없었다. 나는 그가 바닥이 떨어진 신발을 신고 나와 골목길을 달리던 때를 기억하고 있다. 그가 웃으면서 콧물을 뿜어냈던 때를 기억한다. 불과 며칠 전, 그와 작별 인사를 했던 때를 기억한다. 하지만 그 모든 추억은 지금 나를 향해 고개를 숙이고 있었다. 나와 그의 사이의 거리는 단순히 가늠할 수 없는 것이 되었다.
한 아이가 어떻게 감히 아버지의 위엄을 거역할 수 있단 말인가? 나는 그가 일을 끝낸 후 아버지가 내미는 동전에 몰래 나의 용돈을 조금 더해서 줄 수밖에 없었다.
“아버지께서 고마워하실 거예요.” 그 아이가 말했지만, 아버지는 등을 돌렸다. “네 아버지가 누군데?” 아버지가 말했다. “클라라, 곧 파티가 시작될 거다.”
그렇게 나의 친구는 지나가는 구두닦이가 되었다. 아버지의 뜻대로 나는 ‘불미스러운’ 시절과 함께 봉인된 그의 이름을 부르지 못했다.

[UTTUxKakania]

Garments

Default默认默認デフォルト기본

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Amidst the bustling streets, the most vibrant splash of green.

Seminars on Serenity心曲沙龙心曲沙龍ハートソング・サロン심금의 살롱

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In the depths of the weary soul, a restless tune plays. Whose heart does it seek, in these turbulent days?

A late-night salon. The hostess speaks with her guests.
"Doctor, how do you do it?" A young woman leans forward, curious. "I didn't say a word, yet you seem to know everything about me ... as if you've been beside me all along."
"All outward signs," the hostess replies, "are part of who you are. I only say what I see."
Before her words finish echoing, an older woman can't help but voice another question. She's been holding it back, clearly, for some time.
And so, the salon gives way to another flowing, layered conversation, peppered with the occasional quiet laugh.
Every seemingly random dream is shown to have a meaning far beyond imagination. Reflected in art, it could be a gecko on a clock, a lobster on a telephone, or a green apple suspended in front of your eyes.

Guardian of the Broken时代病陪护時代病看護崩壊の傍らで시대병의 간병인

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Her hand stretched out to rescue but grasped only air.

When was the tower built? By whom?
As she climbs the steps, she has no time to ponder over these questions. She did receive omens of failure, but in this moment she sees only the fire at the summit and the wailing spread across the land. This era has been sick for far too long; it needs a surgeon's blade to cut away its rot.
So she climbs higher, step by step, seeing farther, seeing more souls crying out to be saved. Beneath the flesh lies thought, and within thought lies the subconscious. Every strand of thinking is a path leading into the dim unknown. She follows the path forward, forward ... forward. Until she forgets how one is supposed to turn back.
When no path remains, she finally remembers the omens. To try to save others is always an act of arrogance. The cost of shepherding an entire age is something she must have understood.
But she accepted that price long ago, even if it means leaping from the tower's peak.