|“||The future is never predestined!||”|
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".
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.
How to Acquire
blue = lvl 1red = max lvl
|Contract||Are you the Master Attendant here to teach me new things? You'll have to prove you're more amazing than me first!|
|Log In||Wow, you're back so early! And it seems you're very well prepared!|
|Ice Arena||Apparently you like iced cappuccino even more!|
|Skills||Holy Robe! Block those awful things!|
|Ascend||It feels all bubbly like a bubble bath. So nice~|
|Fatigue||How could... the divine murmurings... say this...|
|Recovering||I understand... I will keep trying!|
|Team Formation||Let's go! I can finally put these things I've learned to use!|
|Knockout||Oh no, oh no... My grade's going to get docked...|
|Notice||Beautiful latte art! A perfect food gifted by the gods!|
|Idle 1||The future isn't predestined. Everything can be changed with hard work.|
|Idle 2||The botany that Professor Daniel teaches is really interesting. Do you know him, Master Attendant?|
|Idle 3||Master Attendant always says "Don't stay up late" and "Don't eat too many sweets", but I don't listen... Master Attendant must really love me to let me get away with this for so long, right?|
|Interaction 1||I-- i-- if you rub it like that, the robe might lose its temper!|
|Interaction 2||Are you having a problem with something? It's alright, just tell me about it. I hope I can help you!|
|Interaction 3||Huh? You heard it too, right? An ethereal murmuring from the gods...|
|Pledge||Master Attendant, thank you for your constant care and guidance. Because of you, this Cappuccino here isn't the slightest bit bitter! In the days ahead, let's keep encouraging each other and growing!|
|Intimacy 1||So bored... Can I learn something a little more fun? Can I? Teacher, Sensei, Master Attendant-- Teach me pleeeeaase--|
|Intimacy 2||My holy robe is a divine artifact that protects me, and it's also my good friend. In the future, it will protect you too!|
|Intimacy 3||These chicory flowers are for you! They'll give you limitless courage!|
|Victory||Not. Hard. At. All. Next, please! Next!|
|Defeat||...A failing grade... What'll I do...|
|Feeding||Master Attendant! If you keep feeding me like this, my robe won't be able to fly anymore... Hang on, hang on! I didn't say I'd stop eating!|
|Spear of Fate|
|Obtained from Awakening Moment event|
|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!"
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 said clearly.
I heard Him say, "You 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.
Cappuccino was born to a wealthy noble family in Midgar.
His Master Attendant 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.
- 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.
- plural you - referring to humanity, not to cappuccino specifically.
- 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.
|Togi Node I - Defense|
|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|
|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|
|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|
|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% )|
|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% )|
|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|
|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.|
|After a crit strike, boosts all allies' basic atk dmg 6% ( 8% 10% 11% 13% 16% 18% 22% 26% 31% ), lasting 6s. 15s CD.|
|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|
|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.|
|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.|
|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|
|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|
|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|
|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|