Preparations are almost done.
Then...
We've already installed the device that will stop the core's vibration into the Tartarus.
It will be able to stand up to the planet's pressure. We of Class M are quite proud of it.
Really?
That's great!
Hmph, it would just be a pile of junk without Class I's processor.
Whaaat?!
Your processor would be nothing more than trash without our device!
No, it wouldn't!
It would!
It wouldn't!
They don't get along at all.
Isn't it because they're good friends that they fight so often?
Ah! I see.
It's just like Luke and Tear's relationship.
It's the same!
Grandpa, everyone, stop!
This project was completed thanks to your cooperation.
Could anyone else have made it?
No way.
We're the only ones who could have done it.
Yes, yes.
We'll make the final preparations at the port.
Don't slack off now.
I know. Let's go.
Noelle, you too.
We have to load the Albiore onto the Tartarus.
By the way, where's my brother?
He's testing out the third model.
Oh... Then, see you later.
I see.
So we will enter the core with the Tartarus, and then we just have to switch the device on.
Yeah. Then the Qliphoth's liquefaction should cease.
But you'll have to get out of there quick, otherwise you'll be squashed by the pressure.
So we will be risking our lives till the very end.
What's wrong?
Spinoza was right, you really are here.
Major Legretta!
Out of our way!
We cannot let you silence the core.
The Oracle Knights have secured the port as well.
Cease your futile resistance and drop your weapons.
Damn...
Move!
Tamara, get them!
Right!
Now.
Quickly!
But...!
If they manage to sink the Tartarus, all our work will be in vain!
Get going!
You can't get away!
No!! You won't!
Why you... Do you want to die?
Don't underestimate your elders–
You're in the way!
Mr. Iemon!
What are you doing?
You guys have something you must do rather than worry about us old people!
Go... now!
Luke, come on!
Hurry!
Damn it!
That's good...
This is what happens when civilians get involved.
Move out!
Kids... Do your... best...
This is Class M and Class I's... first and final collaboration...
We leave it in your hands, Luke...
Damn it... Damn it!
Why? Why?!
What the–
This is bad.
It's fontech sleeping gas.
Don't inhale it!
I'll blow it away with a fonic arte.
Oh, good. We didn't put you guys to sleep.
My, was this your doing?
These Oracle idiots were trying to steal the Tartarus.
They seem to have gone to the city too.
How are Tamara and Iemon?
Don't tell me...!
This is the end for you as well.
What?
M–Master?
Spinoza!
How could you?
I–I...
Brother! What are you thinking?
I can't let you stop the core's vibrations.
Why are you doing this?
To remake this world rendered mad by the Score.
But if the Outer Lands fall, the whole world will be destroyed.
Everyone will die!
That's fine.
There's no point in creating a new world if the people of the current one remain.
Master! What are you talking about?
Those who can only live as the Score dictates are nothing more than puppets.
We have to eradicate everything and create a new world...
A replica world.
What did you say?!
You can't mean... You're going to replicate the whole world and everyone in it?
This is how the world will break free of Yulia's Score and start walking down a new path.
How terrible.
He's insane.
There's no way that could actually work.
Seventh Fonons naturally circulate around the world.
Even if you collect them to create a replica world, they will eventually dissipate and return to circulation.
Replicas cannot endure for long.
Besides, creating replicas requires a large amount of Seventh Fonons.
Even if you gather them all from the whole world, that still won't be enough.
That won't be a problem if we destroy Lorelei.
Lorelei... The aggregate sentience of the Seventh Fonon?
But its existence has yet to be confirmed.
True.
How can you be so sure of Lorelei's existence?
There is no need for you to know.
I see. If you take Lorelei into account...
I can see where you are going.
Lorelei regulates the circulation of Seventh Fonons from the core.
If the core vibrates, Lorelei will emit an excess amount of Seventh Fonons.
You can use them all to create a replica world.
Moreover, if you destroy Lorelei, the circulation will cease, and replicas will be able remain stable longer.
The Seventh Fonon will disappear from the world and people will be unable to read the Score.
So that's why you're interfering with our plan to stop the core's vibration.
Commandant!
I believe I asked you to delay them.
And you failed.
I apologize.
I will dispose of them immediately.
Damn.
Luke, no!
Run!
Why?
We cannot let them take the Tartarus.
Damn!
I will do it.
Stop!
Get off!
Mr. Aston!
Fool.
It's dangerous, get out of here!
We can't. This is all because Spinoza betrayed Class I.
We may be old, but we can at least be obstacles.
Go! Now!
Move.
Idiots, get out of the way!
We will atone for our comrade's misdeed.
All of you, run!
No...
Luke, let's go!
Luke, do you want Iemon and everyone's deaths to be in vain?
I know.
I'm sorry, Mr. Hencken, Ms. Cathy, Mr. Aston...
I'm sorry!
You may be old, but I accept your resolve.
Spinoza, take a good look. This is the fate of those who oppose me.
Commandant, it seems that Sync made it in time.
So we are the ones who became decoys in the end...
Very well, let's retreat.
Yes, sir.
You're supposed to say "thank you," not "sorry"...
Yes... When those kids come back, let's teach them how to choose their words properly...
Why? Mr. Iemon and the others, they didn't do anything wrong!
Grandpa...
I'm sorry, Noelle.
I wasn't strong enough.
Damn it!
We have to complete the operation, for my grandfather's sake.
She's right, Luke.
We don't have the time to cry.
You! You don't have to say it like that!
Crying won't change anything.
Tear probably wants to cry too.
The one who killed them was her own brother.
We will begin the infiltration shortly.
As soon as we're inside the core, we turn on the device and evacuate on the Albiore.
We won't have much time.
Entering the core now!
Are we there?
It seems like it.
I've finished preparing the device.
Let's get out of here.
Sync!
Why is he here?
I won't let you leave.
I'll make you all sink in this mud.
Anise, take care of Ion.
Got it!
I'll make the Tartarus your grave.
Thank you, Tear!
Are you asking us to die here with you?
You!
Group suicide? That's a good idea.
Die!
Don't mock us.
We won't die.
We can't die!!
Luke!
Don't worry, I won't...
You still don't get it? Your sword is useless.
I already told you, we can't lose here!
Y–You...!
No way! He's got the same face as Master Ion!
As I thought, you are also a replica of the Fon Master, aren't you?
"Also"? What do you mean?
I am Fon Master Ion's seventh replica – the last one.
A replica? You?
No way! Master Ion, you...
I'm sorry, Anise.
It has only been two years since my birth.
Two years? That's when I became your Fon Master Guardian...
Don't tell me... The reason Arietta was dismissed... was because you didn't have any memory of the past?
Yes.
At that time, the original Ion was near death due to an illness.
But there was no successor, so Mohs and Van used fomicry.
You were the replica whose abilities were the closest to the original.
Unlike us trash.
Don't say "trash."
But that's what we are!
That's why they got rid of us.
Replicas are just garbage.
You're wrong! Even if we're replicas, we're still living beings!
I don't want to listen to crap from a replica who has people who need him!
Don't talk like that.
Let's get out of here together.
Aren't we the same?
No, we're not.
The only reason I'm alive is to be used by Van.
In the end, only those of us who are useful are kept alive out of pity.
And my task is now over.
Master Ion, please don't cry.
I'm not crying.
But, those are tears...
You're right...
It is a little like losing a brother.
It's the first time I've cried since I was born.
I understand now.
I was... I was sad, wasn't I?
This is bad, we're out of time.
Let's hurry to the Albiore.
Luke?
Why now?
Heed my voice.
Do you hear me?
You, who are the same as I...
Asch?
No, not him. This voice is...
Release me from the prison of this eternal cycle.
Luke, are you all right?
I'll try to heal you.
A descendant of Yulia?
I shall borrow your power.
The pain's gone...
Luke, my isofon.
Tear? No, you're...
I am...
I am known to you as Lorelei.
So it does exist?!
Luke, your fonon frequency is the same as that of the Seventh Fonon.
We are perfect isofons.
I am you, and thus I ask this of you.
What do you want me to do?
Right now, something enormous is absorbing my power.
Thanks to your actions, the core has calmed, and the Sephiroth have stabilized.
But as long as I am trapped...
Tear!
Tear, are you all right?
We have to get out of here, now!
Prepare for take-off!
We made it in time somehow.
Tear.
Tear!
I'll try using healing artes.
The Seventh Fonon doesn't work.
What's happening?
We'd better see a doctor.
Let's head to Belkend.
She can get a thorough examination at its medical facility.
Tear...
Doctor, how's Tear?
For the time being, her life isn't in danger.
That's great.
However...
Is something the matter?
Her condition is caused by contaminated Seventh Fonons trapped inside her body.
Contaminated Seventh Fonons?
Yes, they are Seventh Fonons that have fused with the miasma.
How did she absorb them?
This is merely conjecture,
but I believe she absorbed Seventh Fonons from the Passage Ring when we went there as part of our plan to lower the land.
The Dawn Age fon machinery probably contained contaminated Seventh Fonons.
In other words, if we continue with our plans to lower the land, Tear will absorb more miasma?
Most likely.
If you continue doing so, I cannot guarantee her survival.
Oh no...