|This Food Soul has not been released yet! More details will be added once it has.|
|“||Hey! I'm an evil dragon! I’m very scary!||”|
Mojito sails across the world with dreams of discovering lost treasure. He began seafaring after being charmed by Rum’s handsomeness, and idolizes Rum. Whenever Rum is mentioned, Mojito's eyes would light up like a fanboy. He’s a pure and kind guy, but many humans stay away from him because of his appearance. He might say he doesn’t mind it, but he’s hurt deep inside. He calls himself an evil dragon and acts intimidating around strangers to drive them away so that they can’t hurt him… Though he can’t stop himself from caring and helping them once in a while. Eventually, he became his current standoffish self.
Mojito is one of the most famous rum cocktails in modern times. It originated in Cuba and has a history of pirates. However,the exact details of its origin has been loss. Just as how mysterious its origin is, mojito has a strange taste that can knock you out. The combination of lime, mint, and spirited rum has enabled the rich layers of taste to surface. Thus, it has become a favorite amongst cocktail-lovers.
How to Acquire
|Strumming instruments||Basic Skill|
|70px||Mojito shoots his gun to cheer on his teammates, raising everyone's attack and attack speed by 5% for 3s. Also, dispel all debuffs.|
|Spikes and tails||Energy Skill|
|70px||Mojito uses his long tail and blade to slash his enemy consecutively, dealing 100% of his attack and an additional 251 damage to a single enemy. Also, the enemy suffers 111 of continuous damage per second for 5s.|
|Super spikes and tails||Link Skill|
|70px||Mojito uses his long tail and blade to slash his enemy consecutively, dealing 120% of his attack and an additional 310 damage to a single enemy. Also, the enemy suffers 133 of continuous damage per second for 5s.||70px|
blue = lvl 1red = max lvl
|Contract||You dare interrupt an evil dragon's slumber! Foolish mortal, prepare to bear... the... Consequences.|
|Log In||Ah, what nonsense are you speaking about? I was just here coincidentally, who will run to the door and open it for you!|
|Ice Arena||Are there treasures buried below...|
|Skills||SCRAM! GET AWAY FROM HIM!!|
|Ascend||W-What's there to be happy about!|
|Recovering||Ugh - What did you say... SALIVA?! ... Hey, what are you laughing for! You're lying to me right?|
|Team Formation||You want to follow? What for! ... Then, just be a good boy and stay behind me. Don't run about!|
|Knockout||You! Remember this...!|
|Notice||I-I already say I can't cook! And you still didn't believe me!|
|Contents of this page has been fan-translated and may not be completely accurate.|
Official translations will be added whenever it's available.
I. Something Longed-For
When Master Attendant was still alive, he would occasionally take me out to his ship.
That was a boat that no longer went out to sea - it quietly sat at the dock, its hull scarred and mottled with the evidence of Master Attendant's long years at sea.
Master Attendant would often tell me that if I had something I wanted to do, then I should work hard to realize that dream. But when I considered his aged figure, when I remembered the crippling illness that still lingered in his body...
Something I want to do? Tsk, who has time for that?
"There's already someone I need to take care of right here..." Shit, I said that out loud.
"Ah, Mojito. Did you say something?"
"O-of course not! You heard wrong!" What a pain. Even at this age, his ears were still sharp.
"Really? But I definitely heard..."
"So what? Is it important? Hey, you've been on the boat long enough! It's already dark out!"
When the weather was good, Master Attendant would stay out here all day. If I didn't remind him to go home, he'd probably sleep here, too.
At night, the winds off the sea often carried a hint of chill; I took off my jacket and tossed it onto him. "Stop staring! ...put it on, it's time to go home!"
"Mojito, do you not like coming here?"
"Eh? What kind of dumb question is that? I've never said such a thing!" Was he stupid? If I didn't like it, why would I keep following him out here?
Day by day, Master Attendant's illness gnawed away at his body, but he didn't seem to mind. He kept emphasizing to me that I had to find something to live for.
And so, I accompanied him through the final years of his life.
As I began the next stage of my life, alone, I thought back to those words that he kept repeating. Our contract had dissipated, so now - what was it that I wanted to do?
The endless blue sea always filled me with longing. Perhaps it was because I'd heard him tell too many stories of him and his friends sailing the high seas; I even remembered exactly how I felt listening to them, how those tumultuous emotions surged in me like a swelling tide.
As the sea winds ruffled my hair and the tide ebbed and flowed, the waves seemed to beat out an impassioned invitation.
How exciting it would be if I could conquer this seemingly boundless sea! And at the end of this mysterious ocean, there must be shiny treasures waiting to be found!
...but where should I start?
I still didn't know much about this world. Maybe I should start by exploring my surroundings; if I could find traveling companions, that would be even better.
And so, I packed my bags and began to travel on my own.
But... This journey did not go as I expected...
II. Someone Horned
"Ahh - so scaryyyy!" "Why's he got horns on his head? He looks so terrifying..." "...."
As humans fled from me, a little spark of anger ignited in my heart. "So what?! You bastards! What's wrong with horns? Am I not allowed to have them?!"
"He's angry! Oh my god! Mommy..." "..."
Everywhere I went, every time I approached someone to ask for directions, they would either scream in terror or abscond without a word. ...did I really look that scary?
I continued along my way. Just as expected, whenever I walked near a human, wherever I might be, they would always show horrified expressions.
Feeling a little hungry, I looked around and spotted a human youth passing by. "Yo! Wait up! Do you know if there's a tavern nearby?"
The kid reeled in shock - he looked at me, he looked at the horns on my head, and then, without a word, ran like the wind.
Bastards, all of them. None of these people had any taste.
"Hey, at least look where you're going! There's a huge banana peel right there! Don't just focus on one thing - next time, you'll only take a worse fall!" With one hand, I caught the boy in front of me before he slipped and fell.
Maybe it was my shout that spooked him, but the youth just stood there, stunned. His mother quickly ran over and positioned herself so that she was standing between him and me. They both stared at me cautiously, and then slowly backed away.
I looked at the guarded and wary expressions plastered on the faces of everyone around me, and I clenched my fists.
Fine, all of you. I won't miss you at all.
III. Someplace New
As I rested in the tavern, I heard the humans around me gossiping about one particular person.
Apparently, there was a food soul named Rum who had defeated many fallen angels in a bloody battle before turning tail and becoming a pirate. My curiosity got the better of me, and I began eavesdropping on their heated discussion.
Food souls have abilities that far exceed those of humans. Even though the tavern was noisy, even though I was sitting in a corner, I could still listen in on their conversation.
The person telling the story seemed to be acquainted with this Rum person, but that wasn't important. The important part was...
Rum was... just too cool!!
She was mature, elegant, calm and collected in the face of danger; she defeated fallen angels and conquered the deep blue sea - everything she did, I wanted to do too!
As I stood on the pier, sea winds blowing into my face, I thought back to that evening before I'd left my hometown.
It was time.
The sea had extended its invitation to me; why not accept?
I joined one of the merchant ships on the nearby dock, and one bright and sunny morning, we went out to sea. Rumor had it that Rum's crew prowled this part of the sea; I stood on the deck and gazed into the distance, hoping valiantly for a chance to see my idol's face.
We pressed on; the town drew further and further away from me. As the veil of night fell, all that was left of the sparkling city lights was a faint glow.
As I contemplated the ink-black sea, strong emotions welled up in my heart. All the things and events that awaited me out there - they all filled me with anticipation.
Three nights passed peacefully, but I knew I could not let down my guard. The ocean might look tranquil, but just below the surface, fallen angels lurked, waiting for their moment to strike. The merchant ship was staffed by humans, so I had to be prepared to defend them at any time.
The night grew darker; the sea winds whistled and howled. From the turbulent, roiling waves, fallen angels finally emerged. As the waves battered the boat, I heard a resounding crash.
I concentrated on my surroundings - there was more than one enemy here.
"Hmph, a bunch of bastards who can't stand light... Don't take me lightly!"
It had been a long time since I could let loose in such an intense battle; strength burst forth from my body. I might've been alone - but I was more than enough to defeat them.
Fallen angels appeared, one after another, only to be vanquished by me. Yet the sea did not calm.
Under my feet, I felt a violent tremor shake the boat. It seemed that was only the beginning - the real enemy had yet to appear.
IV. Somewhere Thrilling
The huge fallen angel breached the surface, and its eldritch shriek sounded like a challenge.
I had expended quite a bit of my strength in the previous battle. I could still fight, but if this was not the final boss - then I would have to seriously consider my next moves.
"Aim the cannons! Attack!" An unfamiliar female voice cut sounded in the distance; the moment her words reached my ears, a vicious barrage of gunfire slammed into the fallen angel's massive bulk.
Surprised, I stared in the direction of that voice. A humongous ship glided out of the darkness; pennants bearing the pirates' symbol fluttered in the wind.
And on that ship, there was a golden-haired woman in an elegant navy uniform, her gaze fixed on the abomination in front of her. Her aura made it clear that she was a strong food soul.
The sudden cannon barrage gravely wounded the fallen angel. As we worked together, the tides of battle turned and we defeated our enemy.
When the battle finished, the golden-haired woman turned to me - still dumbstruck - and said, "There won't be more fallen angels here for a while."
"...huh? What? I-I wasn't worrying about whether there'd be more enemies! Not at all!"
She had such a powerful aura, such impressive presence. Coupled with her calm performance in the preceding battle, she made me truly curious about who she was.
"Captain, we've confirmed there are no remaining aberrations."
"Understood. Please continue to monitor the surroundings."
Captain... A food soul... A blonde-haired woman...
"R-rum?! You're Rum?!"
Rum regarded me indifferently. "You know me?"
"Um, I g-guess, I've heard some, um, stories." I was so overcome with excitement that I couldn't speak clearly - even if I could, I didn't even know what I'd say. I was simply marveling that the Rum I'd heard so much about was really this heroic, this handsome, this... this... She was just too cool!!
And the most important thing was - I was looking at Rum! The real Rum! Rum in the flesh!
I wondered if I should say something else, but Rum looked just as cool and composed as she did before.
"That large fallen angel could be considered the commander of this region. It's always been hard to trace and even harder to bait out." By her side, a deputy explained the situation - apparently the fallen angels had long ensconced themselves in this area.
"What are you talking about? Then what just happened? Don't those bastards just show up whenever they want to?!"
"Maybe it's because... the food souls who came here previously didn't put up enough of a fight. You have a good set of skills." I had to check if I'd heard that correctly. The deputy was praising me! Right in front of Rum!
"Huh?! Um... I-I guess you've got an eye for talent!"
"You've gone on too long, Jaylen. Finish the task at hand." A cool voice interrupted our conversation. Rum glanced at me nonchalantly before she turned and left.
Soon after, a gang of noisy fellows came down from Rum's ship and began to move the valuables off ours. The crew objected and were promptly ignored.
"..huh?! What are you doing?! Hey, hey! Put that down!"
We'd just been fighting shoulder-to-shoulder, and now they were robbing us?!
I looked at Rum in astonishment. She had returned to her own ship; her proud silhouette was outlined in moonlight.
She turned back, and her cold words carried with them a hint of challenge. "You want to get it back? Hmph, wait until you're strong enough."
"Hey! D-don't look down on me! One day, I will take back what I'm owed!"
"You don't even have your own boat. Keep dreaming."
Maybe it was just a trick of the light, but I could've sworn that as she turned her head back, her lips were quirked up in a smile.
"Y-you! Wait and see! I will definitely find a ship of my own!" And it won't just be a boat - I'll find the lost treasure, too!
Her handsome face betrayed a hint of scorn. With a light sigh, she turned and left - and with her crew, vanished into the night.
Even though he had lived by the sea for a long, long time, Mojito had never set sail on it.
When he was summoned, his Master Attendant was already deep in the clutches of illness and could not go out to sea. So Mojito could only stay by his Master Attendant's side, listening to his stories, and imagine the magnificent world that must exist outside his own.
After leaving his hometown, Mojito traveled alone for quite some time, and encountered many interesting people and events.
In the tavern, Mojito learned about Rum. Rum's strength and maturity gave him a new goal in life - he wanted to go out to sea, to become someone like her.
Of course, he never expected that he'd actually meet his idol in person.
Her heroic figure as she killed fallen angels, her cool and unruffled demeanor - everything about her filled Mojito with immense respect and admiration.
She had such a strong aura. She had single-handedly become the commander of many troops, yet when the situation called for it, she simply abandoned her lofty position and took to the sea.
What a cool and exciting life!
Rum had her own crew and a ship; Mojito had nothing. But even though his idol didn't take him seriously, Mojito never gave up - if anything, Rum's words had only made him more competitive.
Mojito swore that he would definitely find a mysterious treasure, that he would definitely follow in Rum's footsteps, and that he would become an amazingly amazing pirate!
One day, Mojito sailed to a coast near Midgar. Since this was his first time in the area, he decided to disembark and explore for a while.
"Hey, you over there! Who are you?" The pirate flag - a tribute to Rum - that his ship flew was more than a little conspicuous. The moment Mojito left his ship, one of the navy officers patrolling the area stopped him.
Yawning, he ignored the officer and continued on.
"Hey! Don't move!" Maybe it was because he had horns, maybe it was because he had a fierce and scary face, but the patrolling officer didn't dare to directly block Mojito's path. Instead, he stood at a distance and yelled instructions.
Mojito simply found it annoying, and told him so. "Why are you so annoying?! You're so loud! I haven't even done anything, okay?!"
A younger officer finally mustered up the courage to open his mouth. "You came here by yourself, and you're flying a pirate flag - isn't that the definition of a suspicious individual?"
"So?! It sounds like you're sick of living! What are you trying to say, huh?"
The shouting match attracted the attention of even more people; many of the nearby patrolling officers gathered as well.
Mojito was surrounded, and particularly angry about it. He could use his power as a food soul to escape from them, but he felt that wasn't fair to the humans.
But he didn't like being misunderstood, either. Finally, he elected to negotiate with the navy officers. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that they'd be so afraid of him that they'd tie him up with rope.
"You bastards! you dare to disrespect me so?" "Let go of me! I'm an evil dragon, I'm telling you! Don't you know the consequences of offending an evil dragon?!"
He was frustrated, but he could not allow himself to attack humans - that was one of the central rules he'd set in his heart. So he only shouted and demanded that the stupid humans release him.
Suddenly, the scent unique to food souls attracted his attention. Mojito stopped shouting and craned his head to look in that direction.
A strange boy, wearing a ragged navy uniform and holding a book of manga, lazily stared back. Another food soul!
Mojito tried to attract his attention, but the boy only glanced in his direction before turning and leaving.
He was... ignored? Mojito was stunned. How could this happen?!
He was Mojito! Mojito, full of grand ambitions and strength! Humans might not understand him, but at least a food soul should! But instead, even a fellow food soul pretended he couldn't see him!
What an utter bastard! At the very least, he could've looked back once!
Watching the youth leave, Mojito --still tied up - finally made his decision.
In a guard room near the docks...
Upon learning that Mojito was just looking for treasure, and that he'd only flown the pirate's standard because he thought pirates were most suited for finding treasure, the officer who was interrogating him laughed until he cried.
"...so, did you learn that this isn't something just anyone should be putting up?"
His hands still tied, Mojito sat on the bench with a grumpy expression on his face and sullenly listened to the navy officer's words. Prompted by the very serious navy officer, the young dragon boy impatiently mumbled, "Okay, okay! I got it! Stop talking! Humans have too many stinkin' rules, it's so stupid!"