Anyway, this is the scene leading up to the final battle in the last chapter of Marie’s route, with incantations by both Ren and Reinhard. And you know, these incantations are not easy to translate… T_T But it’s been a while (three months?) since I worked on anything Dies-related so I figured why not, moar translation practice. I haven’t finished reading the route yet, in fact the place where this translation ends is exactly where I am in the game right now.
Note: When a word is separated with *, it means that both apply, but one was written above the other as furigana in the original Japanese script.
Note 2: I used William Josiah Irons‘ translation of Dies Irae for Reinhard’s chant.
Also, for the curious, the music playing during this scene is “Einsatz”, pretty sure you can find it on Youtube.
“Ah, how splendid of a sight to behold.”
Spectating the final act of his two prized players, the transcendent Mercury let a smile creep onto his features.
“‘Tis wonderful indeed.”
And gazing down below from atop his circle of magia –stretching across the canvas of the far heavens–, the golden harbinger’s lips rippled with joy.
“Well then. Shall we finally raise the curtains on our finale?”
The souls of the crimson Rubedo and the maddened Albedo, defeated in the very same moment, joined with the steel Nigredo to return unto Reinhard’s breast…
…coiling back into his ever-swelling legion of followers, peerless in prowess across all the cosmos.
“And so, the hour has come for me to take my leave.”
“Aye. I shall ride to meet you soon enough.”
On the vast seas of our newborn world.
Seeing his sworn friend off with a meager glance, Reinhard then –once again– shifted his golden eyes back to the sight stretching below him.
The boy’s own Hegemony possesses the power to stop time itself. And so, even should the old order of this universe crumble to dust, the touch of the unknown would elude my senses still, frozen in time.
Let us wash it clean, then… and paint it anew in the hue of my own, to see which of the two principles, in the end, would usher this world onward into its new era.
Ah, how my heart races within my chest.
Truly, ’tis how it should be.
You’re not trying your best, he once told me. His words resembled those of a young boy blinded by delusions of omnipotence, but I, who those envisions actually rang true for, always felt like an outsider in this world.*
*thanks, 水銀の蛇. (see comments section for details.)
Nothing I beheld would ever move me. My heart was a stranger to true liberty, the thrill of victory; never have I felt satisfaction as men do when a great obstacle crumbles beneath their feet.
Aye. Be it so, then. I shall become an avatar of that principle, showing the world the true essence of the monarch of destruction.
And so I ravage, I absorb, and paint the cosmos anew in my color. The world fit for me to live in shall be born in its wake, bursting forth in a torrent, washing away the ancient order that once was.
And thus, this very moment, this very second as our two principles — Hegemony versus Hegemony — clash, is the hour in which I must manifest the utter heights of my power.
You have earned my respect, young one, as one who had reached the end of this long road, becoming so powerful.
And so I can utter words I have longed to say for eons. That I have finally found my match — an opponent worthy to clash with.
“Let us journey above, then — to the blessed heights of creation.”
Between the summoning circle and the foot of the tower stretched a staircase composed solely of bodies of the fallen, thousands of corpses creating a path leading down below…
…towards my soon-to-be opponent, his eyes flashing as he gazed up at me.
Let us do battle, then — and make it grander than any struggle fought before; a final, most exquisite clash to end it all.
I have longed and longed for this moment to come, enduring the agony of this never-ending Ghetto*Hell.
(The narration now switches from Reinhard back to Ren.)
This will be our final battle. No doubt about it. The only one remaining now is Reinhard himself, as well as his swarm of undying soldiers — numbering in the millions –, obeying his every call.
“And *this* is your Valhalla…?”
If eternal struggle is your utmost desire, then kindly go to Hell and stay there.
“I’ll create that myself…!”
A moment later, I found myself dashing up the grim steps at inhuman speed.
(Back to Reinhard.)
That’s right — come to me. I am right here, waiting for you. Waiting and waiting and waiting till the end of times…
Come, with all your soul, all your might. There is nary a need to hold back.
The promised Heilige Arche shall manifest — my entire Legion forced to march into battle by your hand.
Dies irae, Dies illa, solvet saeclum in favilla. Teste David cum Sibylla.
“Day of wrath and doom impending, David’s word with Sibyl’s blending, Heaven and earth in ashes ending.”
I look forward to a heroic struggle on your part, Zonnenkind.
You are all too late, I am afraid. My gold shall impregnate the canvas of this universe.
(Back to Ren, and it will be alternating between him and Reinhard now as both do their incantations.)
Not yet. This is just the beginning.
Marie’s a brilliant jewel, it is her very fragment that will expand ever further.
Her world will never be tinged by your hue. For I know this…
Es schaumt das Meer in breiten Flussen, Am tiefen Grund der Felsen auf.
“Vast is the sea, its waves reaching horizons far and wide; eternal is the radiance of its azure womb.”
Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando iudex est venturus, Cuncta stricte discussurus.
“Oh, what fear man’s bosom rendeth, when from heaven the Judge descendeth, on whose sentence all dependeth.”
Till we chance up something we have yet to ravage — the very cosmos, all Creation, from the triflest speck of dust to the summit of snow-laden mountains.
Und Fels und Meer wird fortgerissen In ewig schnellem Spharenlauf.
“And so let us ride this moment and dash forth, swift as light, quick as a star eternal.”
And so I soar, swifter than all that live under the stars, till the ends of this earth… for I can feel in my heart the presence of friends I have made this journey with. Together.
Rea: Ren… please, do your best…
You too, Rea.
Kei: Win this… you have to, Ren. No matter what.
You can count on me, Sakurai.
Kasumi: I’ll be here, waiting for you… so you better make it back in one piece!
I *will* make it back. And I know you’ll be there, waiting for me.
Erii: Oh my, Ren just can’t quite catch a break, can he?
So please… lend me a hand, will you?
Shirou: Just let the man do his thing. Not like I really care.
Unmotivated as usual, I see. That part of him will never change.
Our thoughts, our hearts… are in complete harmony.
Doch deine Boten, Herr, verehren Das sanfte Wandeln deines Tags.
“Hear my plea, and grant this one wish: the world longs for an era of peace; days that know not strife.”
Aye, and so the crimson flames of war shall rise to grant me the peace I’ve longed for… eradicating all, till nothing is left.
Tuba mirum spargens sonum, Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum.
“Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth’s sepulchres it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth.”
Rise, my brethren*; rise, my soldiers* — well forth and fill the realm till its veins burst open.
Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla, Iudicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce, Deus.
“From the dust of earth returning, Man for judgement must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him.”
Marie: Ren… I’m so happy to have met you.
And had I not met you, Marie… I would have remained a child, blissfully ignorant…
…to never once feel as strongly about someone as I do now. And so I sing:
Auf freiem Grund mit freiem Volke stehn. Zum Augenblicke durft ich sagen:
“In a world where only peace is lord, and men join hands in liberty… Allow me to sing but this, O maiden:”
Marie: I love you, Ren. I want to be with you forever.
I love her. I truly do, from the bottom of my heart.
Verweile doch du bist so schon――
“Let the flow of Time halt in its tracks! For the world is but a shade beneath your beauty!
We, all as one, will join hands to defeat Reinhard.
Das Ewig-Weibliche Zieht uns hinan!
“I wish upon your unending star — guide me to heights unknown, O Maiden!”
Pie Iesu Domine, dona eis requiem. Amen.
“Lord, all-pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen.”
Mercurius: Dear ladies and gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to behold my finest opera, now in the making.
Ren & Reinhard: Atziluth――!!
Mercurius: Its script is the height of cliche, I am forced to admit — and yet…
Mercurius: Its actors are of the finest fold; beyond exquisite.
Ren: Res novae…!
Mercurius: As such, I do believe it will be a dance for the ages.
Reinhard: Dies irae.
Ren: Also sprach Zarathustra!