The production of human life was a wonder— the pinnacle of life itself, some may say. Albedo understood the appeal, but he has never personally felt the urge to have an offspring.

That was until the man saw you, his beloved, and how you so altruistically cared for his younger sister, Klee. All of a sudden, the alchemist has this overwhelming urge to… have children with you.

“My love,” Albedo clears his throat. “What do you think of, ah…” he pauses, the words failing him. “Perhaps starting a family of our own?” He asks, awaiting your response.