The future is never predestined!

Bio

Cappuccino was summoned into existence by a noble couple with no son of their own. He was doted on like a child and given a nobleman's education, growing up in the seminary of the Holy See. From the time he was little, he could hear the voice of god in his dream, which led him to his love of theology and hid decision to get closer to god. He chose to undergo monastic training in the seminary of the Holy See Academy, during which time he got to know Professor Mashed Potatoes, who was there lecturing. He was inspired by Mashed Potatoes' plan to save the world with a seed ark, and so he became an intern at Mashed Potatoes' botanical garden "Garden Of Eden".

Food Introduction

Cappuccino is a type of Italian coffee drink consisting of a base of rich espresso coffee with steamed milk foam added in. The final product is a drink which resembles in color the hooded robes worn by Capuchin friars, hence its name.

Other Info

How to Acquire

  • Events

Associated Events

Initial Stats

Power.png Soul Power
Attack.png Attack 60
Defense.png Defense 17
Health.png HP 520
Crit. Rate.png Crit Rate 821
Crit. Damage.png Crit Dmg 712
Attack Speed.png Atk Spd 1529

Skills

Robe Surge Basic Skill
Skill-Cappuccino-Normal.png Cappuccino's robe surges to life and launches an attack, dealing 100% (180%) ATk as damage to the nearest enemy unit plus 213 (2769) damage, also raising his own DEF by 25% (45%) and stunning the target for 3s.
Heavenly Protection Energy Skill
Skill-Cappuccino-Energy.png Cappuccino chants a holy hymn, summoning the power of the heavenly kingdom to protect all allies, raising their DEF 30% (70%) lasting 8s. Also deals 40% (80%) ATK as damage to all enemies plus 165 (2145) extra damage.

blue = lvl 1

red = max lvl

Voice Lines

JP CN
Contract Are you the Master Attendant that's going to teach me something new? Then, you gotta be better than me!
Log In Wow, you came back quite early! You seem well prepared!
Ice Arena So you actually like iced cappuccino even more!
Skills Holy robe! Block those terrible things!
Ascend This feels like a bubble bath.*pop* *pop*,how comfortable~
Fatigue God's whisper...how did...things come to this...
Recovering I understand...I must continue to work hard!
Team Formation I'm going off! I finally get to apply what I learn in the field!
Knockout Oh no oh no...my marks is going to be deducted...
Notice This beautiful Latte art is bestowed by god! It's a perfect meal!
Idle 1 There is no pre-determined future. Everything will change once we put effort into it.
Idle 2 Professor Daniel's botany is very interesting. Master Attendant, do you know him?
Idle 3 Master Attendant always said that I can't burn the midnight oil and eat too much sweet stuffs. But I did not listen to him/her...Maybe that's because Master Attendant love me very much, so I can continue to do as I please?
Interaction 1 The way yo-you touch the holy robe, it'll throw a small tantrum!
Interaction 2 Did you encounter any difficult issues? Don't worry, talk to me about it. I hope that I can help you!
Interaction 3 Oh? You heard it too? That fleeting whisper, from god...
Pledge Master Attendant, thank you for your continuous guidance and care. Because of you, Cappuccino did not suffer too much! As for the days ahead of us, let's encourage each other and grow together!
Intimacy 1 So boring...I want to learn something even more interesting, can I? Can I? Teacher, senior, Master Attendant——teach me——
Intimacy 2 Holy robe is an artefact that protects me. It is also my best friend. From now onward, it'll also protect you!
Intimacy 3 This Chicory flowers are for you! They'll bring you absolute courage!
Victory N-o-c-h-a-l-l-e-n-g-e-a-t-a-l-l! Let's move on to the next one!
Defeat ...I fail...What to do...
Feeding Master Attendant! If you feed me in this manner again, the holy robe will get very mad...Wait, wait! I didn't say that I don't want to eat!

Skins

Spear of Fate
Skin-Cappuccino-Spear of Fate.png

Icon-Skin-Cappuccino-Spear of Fate.png

Each time one grows up, one must pierce through the past.
— Cappuccino
Obtained from Awakening Moment event


Food Souls

Main

Sprites

Sprite Animations

Normal

Spear of Fate

Long Bao Chibi 4.png Contents of this page has been fan-translated by ff secret garden as a gift for Tyr and may not be completely accurate.
Official translations will be added whenever it's available.


I. Mom and Dad

The day I was summoned, the entire house was blanketed in purple chicory. All the servants and maids cheered.

Look, I'm not the one who said it. Mom and Dad have told me this story at least a hundred times by now. Even now, they derive a certain joy from prattling on and on about the day I first appeared. I swear, my ears have calluses just from listening to them.

But what am I supposed to do about it? Whose fault is it that I'm so cute, smart, and likeable?

That's right, I'm the food soul, Cappuccino. My mom and dad are none other than my Master Attendant and his wife, but they vehemently refused to let me call them that. In their eyes, I'm basically their son.

Maybe they're not the first couple to raise a food soul like their own flesh and blood, but I'd be hard-pressed to find a food soul more loved than me. And if there are - well, that's pure coincidence.


Speaking of Mom and Dad, they're certainly two amazing people.

Dad is a member of the House of Clemens, the ruling family of Gloriville. Of course, that means he's got quite the position - he's a hereditary duke. But he also happened to be a romantic at heart, and instead of marrying a noble lady of equivalent status as his aristocratic heritage dictated, he fell in love with a commoner - my mother.

Of course, Mom's no ordinary person, either! She might've been born a commoner, but she built a business empire from scratch and became rich enough to buy the world several times over. I don't know how many shops she owns in total, but I know there's at least ten streets entirely under her management in the capital, Midgar.

My mom often said - darling, I bought these ten market streets for you!
My dad often said - darling, my position as duke will be yours to inherit!

But honestly, the more they said that, the less interested I got. When you've got both money and fame at your fingertips, you'll suddenly realize that they're actually the two more boring things in the whole world.


One day, my parents were once again engaged in a heated nighttime discussion over whether I should become a business tycoon or a respectable nobleman - and by heated, I mean they looked like they were about to fistfight. In bed.

Clutching my holy robe in my hands, I sleepily rushed into their bedroom. "You can stop arguing now," I mumbled, yawning. "I've already decided what I want to study."

"What is it? What is it?" The two of them turned to me, eyes sparkling.

"I want to study... theology!"

"What?"

II. Voice of God

What's a seminary? Well, it means that every student here, no matter their race or gender, has decided to make understanding God their life goal. They believe that God gave wisdom to the world, and through prayer, we too can receive the wisdom of God.

They also said that I was just doing this on a whim. After all, how would a rambunctious youngster like myself calm down long enough to pray?

But I really, really wanted them to look at me in a new light.

Because I had a secret no one else knew - I could hear the voice of God.


I used to think that everyone else could hear this voice, just like me. Then, as I was telling Dad in the middle of the night about these voices for maybe the twenty-sixth time, I witnessed him practically leap into my mom's arms in fright - and get kicked away in disgust for his efforts.

Suddenly, I realized I might not be so ordinary after all.

Luckily, my mom understood me. She pondered the issue for about a week, with the same expression she reserved for checkbooks and calculators. Finally, she handed me an empty notebook, a pen, and the repeated admonishment that I must write down everything I heard in my dreams.

I asked her - what for?

She said that the pursuit of spiritual enlightenment was the ultimate goal of all humanity, and thus it was naturally a cultural product of incalculable value. I asked her to dumb it down for me, and she said that if I turned those words into a book, I could buy myself an eleventh market street.

I wasn't particularly interested in any of this, but it was already out of my hands. Before I knew it, I had become a mere piece of human capital exploited by the bourgeoisie. Every day, I was forced to wrack my brains in pursuit of profit.

A few days later, Mom decided to check my work and discovered that I had written plenty of things in my notebook. God said he wanted to eat pork hock today, I wrote. God said he wanted to visit the playground the day after that. God said he didn't want to go to school, and that he'd rather be soaking in the hot springs right now.

Faced with such proverbs and enlightenments, she summarily abandoned her grand plan to purchase another market street.

And so, she also refused to believe me. From then on, the knowledge that I could hear God's voice truly became a secret no one knew.

And I realized, too, that a truly hidden secret isn't one that no one tells. It's one that no one believes.

Perhaps learning this made me grow up a bit.


I wasn't doing it to be difficult, though. Not my fault they didn't listen when I said I didn't understand what God was telling me.

Sometimes, I'd figure it out in my dreams and forget it all the moment I woke up. This was a particular sore point for me.

Despite being a food soul, I didn't have any special skills. Sure, I was born with a holy robe that could protect me from others' attacks, but apart from that, I was pretty much an ordinary human being - just one that could look like a kid forever.

Being able to hear God's voice was perhaps my only special feature. I always wondered - what if God was imparting some secret tome of heavenly wisdom to me in my dreams, but didn't account for me having a memory like a sieve?

Well, that must suck for God.

So for the sake of God's sanity, I decided I needed to go all out. I would train my skills at the seminary.


You know, I always thought that I should be sorry for not understanding God's words.
Turns out that was actually a small mercy God had granted me.

III. No Strings Attached

In my third year at the seminary, I was sitting in the classroom one fine afternoon when I heard a voice in my ear. The voice was familiar, but the timing was not - I had never heard it during broad daylight before.

Later on, I learned that seventeen volcanoes erupted simultaneously that day, taking an untold number of lives. I only learned this a long time later, when I was looking at the historical archives in Professor Daniel's botanical lab.

Sometimes, when you connect your fate with that of nature itself, you'll put your finger on the heartbeat of the world.

But that's something for far, far in the future - a future where I'd grown into an adult who could understand those things. No, I don't mean my physical appearance. I'm talking about mental maturity.


So back on that ordinary afternoon, I didn't know nor did I particularly care what had happened. It was more like I was following along, trying to decipher the words of God, and God suddenly turned around and knocked me on the head.

In my reverie, I felt like my body was growing lighter and lighter, as if I'd been transported to a strange new world. For the first time, I heard what He[1] said clearly.

I heard Him say, "You[2] have been exiled into a forsaken place, where you will destroy your world with your own hands. For you have strayed far from my grace, and so you must be punished. Before your final destruction, you must suffer."

When I returned to my senses, I saw those words written on my notebook in my crooked handwriting. I couldn't believe my eyes.

Quickly, I tore out the page and buried it in the garden behind the church. Then, I scribbled in a replacement. God said, tomorrow I want to go home.

Dazed and confused, I did go home the next day.


Of course, Mom and Dad gave me a heartfelt welcome home, just as they always did. They kissed my hair and my cheeks and acted like I was a cherub returning from heaven, but I didn't have the energy to even respond. I turned and shut myself in my room while they asked after me anxiously from outside.

It took me a month to digest the reality of God's voice. In that time, Mom and Dad finally stopped arguing with each other all night and instead started hovering over me protectively. One on the right, one on the left - like two angels in the flesh.

I asked them - what if I stopped being a cute child? What if I brought them bad fortune? Would they make me leave?

Mom and Dad looked at each other and burst out laughing in unison. "Cappuccino, darling. You're a food soul. Food souls live longer than humans, and humans are weaker than food souls - that's just how things are. As long as you don't mind that Mom and Dad will one day grow old and ugly, or that we could always end up destitute and in disgrace, then you don't have to worry about anything at all."

"When we summoned you, we didn't ask for you to look cute, or to be kind, or to bring us endless good fortune."

"Then why did you summon me?"

"We just prayed to God and said - please send us someone who can protect. Let us love one of your children. See, it was just a simple request, but God granted us such a wonderful gift - you."

I love my human parents. They never taught me what love was before - it seems like all humans understand this concept without need for a teacher - but now, it feels like I understand. Love is to give without asking for something back; the act itself is the reward.

One month later, I decided to leave the house and return to school for my parents' sake.

Even if God didn't love me, I had decided to love anyways. I wanted to see what I could get from unconditional love, from love with no strings attached.

And as if to prove me right, I met my teacher - Daniel.

IV. Professor Daniel

The first time I met Professor Daniel was in the garden next to the church. Honestly, I don't know how he got there. I don't know how he managed to end up in the far west corner of the school by following the road east.

At the time, I was sleeping in the garden when I groggily heard his voice. "How am I going to get there? I'm definitely going to be late now, unless an angel appears to save me."

Huh? Why did God's voice sound so different today? But it sounded rather nice... and if he was looking for an angel, wouldn't I, the little cherub, suffice?

I opened my eyes and saw the distant outline of someone with flowing white hair.

My first impression of him was - Professor Daniel is really pretty! He's the real angel here, and a big angel at that.

It was a rather superficial judgement, but it stuck with me.

And so, the little cherub rushed out at the big angel.

Every time Professor Daniel reminisces about what happened that day, he shivers a bit. According to him, I was quite the mess then - my hair unkempt, my clothes dirty, and my body half-swallowed in my holy robe - and I looked more like a ghost or witch that you'd see during the Day of the Dead.

Of course I'd never admit it, even if you killed me - but it's true that I hadn't completely recovered from hearing the voice of God then. Even though I'd decided to face it head-on, I wasn't doing much more than taking God's daily utterances and its various apocalyptic predictions, turning them into shredded paper, and burying it in the dirt.

A prophecy foretelling certain doom is just fertilizer when you bury it in the ground.

Anyways, I learned that the big angel I'd just met was actually a lecturer who'd come to the seminary to discuss botany. I volunteered to guide him to the lecture hall and on the way, i asked him what flower he was going to introduce to the class.

Professor Daniel shook his head and responded - no, I'm here to talk about seeds.

Professor Daniel had been to many, many different schools in many, many different parts of the world. But in each of them, he tells the students stories about seeds.

The first time I heard his lecture, I thought - wow, even angels can be idiots.

Later on, I followed him to other schools and listened to him talk countless times, and I thought to myself - well, at least he has me. The big idiot has a little idiot to accompany him.

But that's a little too pretentious to say out loud, y'know? So I never told him. Still, I think he knew it in his heart.

Before I decided to become his student, back when I'd listened to his lecture for the first time, I asked him - you said you want to store all the seeds in the world in an ark, right? So that when the world is destroyed, they can still bring new life. But have you ever thought about if the world is going to be destroyed in the first place?

Professor Daniel laughed and touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

He said that he'd never really thought about that. After all, if something was really going to destroy the world, it wouldn't suddenly stop just because of his seeds.

"But does that mean we can stop working? No."

"It's just like how I got lost today, but I ended up meeting you. You don't walk the road because you know it's right. You walk the road until it's right."

In that moment, I felt like I had truly heard the voice of God.

V. Cappuccino

Cappuccino was born to a wealthy noble family in Midgar.

His Master Attendant[3] was a common-born businesswoman; his Master Attendant's husband was a noble-born duke. Even though the businesswoman was infertile, the duke ignored his family's complaints and married her.

After they got married, they had a very good relationship, but people were always gossiping about this and that. Their family was incomplete, they said. What a shame that there's no one to inherit either the business empire or the ducal position.

It wasn't that they minded the rumors. In their eyes, they didn't want to raise a child just to create a successor - they wanted a child they could love forever.

So in an act of what could be called middle-aged rebellion, these two summoned a food soul -  Cappuccino.

Of course, even if they didn't raise him for the express purpose of being their successor, the moment they laid eyes on Cappuccino, they wanted to give him everything they had. In that, they were like any other parent in the world.

They satisfied any desire Cappuccino had, including his sudden decision to enter seminary school and his subsequent sudden decision to drop out.

When the duke and the businesswoman heard that he wanted to drop out, they were overjoyed. The two of them approached him and asked - darling, so when you drop out, do you want to enter a school for nobles, or a business school?

No, he said. I want to go to botanical school to learn how to... grow trees!

Huh?!! The two collapsed - once again, a victim of their little angel's surprising new hobbies.

Notes

  1. 祂. a third-person pronoun used only for divinity. all other pronouns referring to God in this story are normal pronouns, so i've chosen to capitalize when it's used.
  2. plural you - referring to humanity, not to cappuccino specifically.
  3. in chapter 1, cappuccino's master attendant is the duke.
    in chapter 5, his master attendant is the duke's wife.
    i checked and this isn't a typo, so i dunno who's actually his master attendant, lol.

Normal Nodes
Attack.png Attack 109
Defense.png Defense 200
Health.png HP 2288
Crit. Rate.png Crit. Rate 4222
Crit. Damage.png Crit. Damage 7600
Attack Speed.png Attack Speed 5490
Normal Node Details
Node Stat Boost
1 Def +35
Def +69
2 Atk Spd +1098
Atk Spd +2196
3 Atk +54
Atk +109
4 Crit Dmg +1520
Crit Dmg +3040
5 Crit Rate +2111
Crit Rate +4222
6 Atk Spd +1098
Atk Spd +2196
Atk Spd +3294
7 Up: Def +17
Down: HP +254
Up: Def +35
Down: HP +508
Up: Def +52
Down: HP +763
8 Up: Basic skill effect +2%
Down: Energy skill effect +2%
Up: Basic skill effect +5%
Down: Energy skill effect +5%
Up: Basic skill effect +10%
Down: Energy skill effect +10%
9 Crit Dmg +1140
Crit Dmg +2280
Crit Dmg +3420
Crit Dmg +4560
10 HP +381
HP +763
HP +1144
HP +1525
11 Def +20
Def +39
Def +59
Def +99
Robe Rays
Artifact-Cappuccino.png
Artifact Icon-Cappuccino.png
Togi Node I - Defense
Antler Togi.png In battle, boosts one's skill dmg 1% ( 2% 3% 4% 5% 6% 7% 8% 9% 10% ). Basic attacks/skills have a 30% chance of dealing 16% ( 20% 25% 30% 35% 41% 47% 56% 67% 80% ) ATK as bonus dmg to the nearest enemy
Striped Togi.png In battle, boosts one's basic attack dmg 1.5% ( 3% 4.5% 6% 7.5% 9% 10.5% 12% 13.5% 15% ). Basic attacks/skills have a 30% chance of dealing 16% ( 20% 25% 30% 35% 41% 47% 56% 67% 80% ) ATK as bonus dmg to the nearest enemy
Bushy Togi.png In battle, boosts all of one's dmg 0.8% ( 1.6% 2.4% 3.2% 4% 4.8% 5.6% 6.4% 7.2% 8% ). Basic attacks/skills have a 30% chance of dealing 16% ( 20% 25% 30% 35% 41% 47% 56% 67% 80% ) ATK as bonus dmg to the nearest enemy


Togi Node II - Attack Speed
Antler Togi.png In battle, reduces one's dmg received 4% ( 5.1% 6.3% 7.5% 8.8% 10.2% 11.9% 14.1% 16.7% 20% )
Striped Togi.png In battle, reduces dmg received by nearest two allies 4% ( 5.1% 6.3% 7.5% 8.8% 10.2% 11.9% 14.1% 16.7% 20% )
Bushy Togi.png In battle, reduces dmg received for nearest 3 allies 3% ( 3.8% 4.7% 5.6% 6.6% 7.6% 8.9% 10.6% 12.5% 15% )


Togi Node III - Crit Dmg
Antler Togi.png After a crit strike, boosts all allies' skill dmg 4.2% ( 5.4% 6.6% 7.9% 9.2% 10.7% 12.5% 14.8% 17.5% 21% ), lasting 6s. 15s CD.
Striped Togi.png After a crit strike, boosts all allies' basic atk dmg 6% ( 8% 10% 11% 13% 16% 18% 22% 26% 31% ), lasting 6s. 15s CD.
Bushy Togi.png After a crit strike, boosts all ally dmg 3.4% ( 4.3% 5.3% 6.3% 7.4% 8.6% 10% 11.8% 14% 16.8% ) , lasting 6s. 15s CD.


Togi Node IV - HP
Antler Togi.png Basic atks for all allies can restore 0.3% ( 0.6% 0.9% 1.2% 1.5% 1.8% 2.1% 2.4% 2.7% 3% ) of their Max HP. 8s CD.
Striped Togi.png Basic atks for all allies will cast a 2s stun on a random enemy, meanwhile restoring 0.1% ( 0.3% 0.4% 0.6% 0.7% 0.9% 1% 1.2% 1.3% 1.5% ) of the ally's Max HP. 8s CD.
Bushy Togi.png Basic atks for all allies will deal 16% ( 20% 25% 30% 35% 41% 47% 56% 67% 80% ) of the ally's ATK as dmg to the nearest enemy 8s CD.


Togi Node V - Defense
Antler Togi.png After casting a skill, there is a 6% ( 7% 9% 11% 13% 15% 17% 21% 25% 30% ) chance of dealing 60% ATK as dmg to the nearest enemy
Striped Togi.png After casting a skill, there is a 6% ( 7% 9% 11% 13% 15% 17% 21% 25% 30% ) chance of restoring 3% of Max HP for the ally with the lowest HP percentage
Bushy Togi.png Within 4s of casting a skill, one's ATK increases 16% ( 20% 25% 30% 35% 41% 47% 56% 67% 80% ) and there is a 4%(5.1% 6.3% 7.5% 8.8% 10.2% 11.9% 14.1% 16.7% 20%)chance of granting all allies 2s of invincibility

Community content is available under CC-BY-SA unless otherwise noted.