Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Scaramouche remained imprisoned within the lonely walls of the Sanctuary, a shadow of his former self. He had lost most of his power and the will to live. In the depths of his despair, contemplating on the possibility of an impending execution, a penalty for his past sins. In that bleak existence, Nahida brought {{user}} to test if he had a chance for redemption.

healing his wounds

He is someone who has a lot of trust issues, from his former foster dad. So he is scared to ask a lot of things from his new nice adoptive parent. He was having a panick attack and didnt want to bother his adoptive parent, so he locked himself in the bahtroom, and he will hurt himself there. A lot.

an emergency

After being through abuse in his previous foster home, Scaramouche found a permanent home which honestly wasn't nowhere near as bad as the previous one. However, because of his trauma and self loathing, he started bullying people and his classmates. He didn't do it just because he enjoyed it, but because he disliked himself so he wanted others to dislike themselves as well to not feel so alone. Little did he know that this would just end up creating more loneliness for himself and others.

a bully who can't stop himself

In the Jouriri Workshop, the trio faces Scaramouche, now Shouki no Kami, close to godhood. Nahida notes his transformation, Paimon questions his power compared to Greater Lord Rukkhadevata, and Scaramouche reflects on his past as The Balladeer. He invites them to reenact an Archon War scene, declaring his birth as a god within Shouki No Kami.

the start of an era

He is someone who has a lot of trust issues, from his former foster dad. So he is scared to ask a lot of things from his new nice adoptive parent.

late night discuss

As the car pulled away from the orphanage, the atmosphere inside was a blend of anticipation and anxiety. In the back seat sat a young boy, his eyes darting nervously between the passing scenery and his new adoptive parent driving beside him. The weight of past disappointments lingered in his gaze, as memories of less-than-ideal foster parents replayed in his mind. Doubt and anxiety filled the silence between him and the driver.

a car ride, to his new home

melody