Kishio Daisuke / Ray Mo / Hyoie O'Grady / Lee Ju Seung
Signature Dish
Brant, the captain of Rinascita's Troupe of Fools, is a free spirit and romantic. Unpredictable and full of life, he is the beating heart of the troupe.
On stage, he slips into countless roles, donning new masks to breathe life into every story. Yet beyond the spotlight, he is unwaveringly genuine, offering nothing but true sincerity to those around him.
Basic Attack Perform up to 4 consecutive attacks, dealing Fusion DMG.
Heavy Attack Consume STA to attack the target, dealing Fusion DMG.
Heavy Attack - Rhapsodic Riff Consume STA to attack the target, dealing Fusion DMG. - After performing Basic Attack Stage 2 or Stage 4, hold Normal Attack to perform Heavy Attack - Rhapsodic Riff. - After performing Mid-air Attack Stage 4, press Normal Attack to perform Heavy Attack - Rhapsodic Riff.
Mid-air Attack Perform up to 4 consecutive attacks, dealing Fusion DMG. Press Normal Attack following Mid-air Attack Stage 1 or Stage 2 to swing to the target with Grapple. Brant will attack the target if he reaches them with the swing. Release while in action to flip backward after the attack hits; or hold Normal Attack to attack the target continuously and flip backward after the finishing move. Brant flips backward automatically after Mid-air Attack Stage 3. Press Normal Attack after each flip to perform the next stage of Mid-air Attack. Flip resets Mid-air Dodge attempts. - If Brant fails to reach the target with the Grapple swing of Mid-air Attack Stage 1, he instead performs a slash forward, dealing Fusion DMG. - If Brant reaches the target with the Grapple swing of Mid-air Attack Stage 1 or Stage 2 but the attack fails to hit the target, he will drop down after a temporary suspension in mid-air.
Dodge Counter Press Normal Attack right after a successful Dodge to attack the target, dealing Fusion DMG.
Brant launches himself into the air and blasts all targets in an area, dealing Fusion DMG. While in mid-air, if Bravo is not full, Resonance Skill Anchors Aweigh! is replaced with Plunging Attack.
Plunging Attack Plunge at the target at the cost of STA, dealing Fusion DMG, which is considered Basic Attack DMG. - If Brant fails to reach the target with the Grapple swing of Mid-air Attack Stage 1, he instead performs a slash forward. Afterward, press Normal Attack to perform Plunging Attack. - If Brant reaches the target with the Grapple swing of Mid-air Attack Stage 1 or Stage 2 but the attack fails to hit the target, press Normal Attack to perform Plunging Attack during the suspension.
Deal Fusion DMG to targets within the range and heal all nearby Resonators in the team before entering the Aflame state. Can be cast in mid-air.
Aflame The efficiency of gaining Bravo is increased by 100% when Normal Attack or Resonance Skill Anchors Aweigh! hits the target. Meanwhile, Forte Circuit Theatrical Moment is replaced by "My" Moment.
"My" Moment Brant gains additional ATK based on his Energy Regen: For every 1% of his Energy Regen over 150%, Brant gains additional 20 points of ATK, up to 2600.
Amplify the incoming Resonator's Fusion DMG by 20% and Resonance Skill DMG by 25% for 14s or until the Resonator is switched out.
Forte Circuit: Ocean Odyssey
Theatrical Moment Brant gains additional ATK based on his Energy Regen: For every 1% of his Energy Regen over 150%, Brant gains additional 12 points of ATK, up to 1560.
Waves of Acclaims Heal all nearby Resonators in the team when Bravo reaches 25, 50, 75, and 100.
Returned from Ashes When Bravo is full, replace Resonance Skill Anchor Aweigh! with Returned from Ashes. Consume all Bravo to perform Returned from Ashes, dealing Fusion DMG, considered Basic Attack DMG, and generate a shield for all nearby Resonators in the team. Casting this skill when in Aflame ends this state after Returned from Ashes ends. - The shield cannot be transferred when the Resonator on the field is switched off.
Bravo Brant can hold up to 100 Bravo. - Obtain Bravo when Normal Attacks hit the target. - Obtain Bravo when Intro Skill hits the target. - Obtain Bravo when Resonance Skill hits the target.
Resonance ChainSequence Node 1: By Currents and WindsReturned from Ashes temporarily causes nearby targets to stagnate while casting. The stagnation effect is removed when Brant is switched off the field. After casting Intro Skill Applaud for Me! or each flip following Mid-air Attack, Brant's DMG dealt is increased by 20% for 5s, stacking up to 3 times.Sequence Node 2: For Smiles and CheersCasting Mid-air Attack and Returned from Ashes increases Brant's Crit. Rate by 30%. Brant's Outro Skill The Course is Set! gains a new enhancement: When Resonance Skill cast by the incoming Resonator (or nearby Resonators who activate Brant's Outro Skill) hits a target within 20s after Brant's Outro Skill, Brant blasts the hit target, dealing Fusion DMG equal to 440% of Brant's ATK (considered Basic Attack DMG). This explosion can be triggered 1 time per second, up to 2 explosions in total. - This effect remains active when Brant is switched off the field.Sequence Node 3: Through Storms I SailThe DMG Multiplier of Returned from Ashes is increased by 42%.Sequence Node 4: To Freedom I SingThe Shield obtained from Returned from Ashes is increased by 20%. Casting Returned from Ashes restores HP for all nearby Resonators in the team (6.60 HP for every 1% Energy Regen).Sequence Node 5: All the World's an Actor's StageDealing Basic Attack DMG gives Brant 15% Basic Attack DMG Bonus for 10s.Sequence Node 6: All the World's a Captain's CarnevaleMid-air Attack's DMG Multiplier is increased by 30%. Casting Returned from Ashes causes a secondary blast, dealing Fusion DMG equal to 30% of the DMG dealt by Returned from Ashes, considered Basic Attack DMG.StoriesFlamebound Compass[Troupe Medic Benir's Notes (Unnumbered)] I still recall that night as if it were yesterday. My first real trial after joining the troupe. Storm clouds blanketed the sea, and rain pounded down in sheets while monstrous waves threatened to capsize our ship at any moment. We were tossed about like driftwood, the helmswoman lost in the chaos, the ship spinning through the tempest. I huddled in the cabin, trembling as fear seeped through me. Then I saw him. There, atop the mast, stood the captain. The Tacet Mark on his chest shone like St. Elmo's Fire, a beacon showing us the way. "Steady now, my friends!" I heard his voice cut through the howling wind, "Follow my command! Hard to starboard!" The crew rallied at once, the disarray falling away as they returned to their posts with newfound focus. I quickly jotted down in my notes: While I lack the tools to confirm it, I am certain of one thing—Captain Brant is a Natural Resonator. The flames he conjures can light our way, even in the darkest of seas! Interestingly, I often catch Captain Brant spinning in the air during combat. Is it a trick to sharpen his sense of direction, or his secret to navigating the seas? I do hope someone finds the courage to ask him. I'm dying to know![The Troupe of Fools "Revel in Freedom" Tour - Ragunna Stop Application] ... Lead Performer: Brant The subject's waveform graph shows elliptical fluctuations. The Time Domain pattern is regular, and no signs of abnormal fluctuations are observed. The test results fall within the normal phase range. Resonant Criticality: High. This test subject displays high stability with a low risk of Overclocking. Records indicate no history of Overclocking. ... Approval Verdict: Stable. The Troupe of Fools' application is approved. They will assume full responsibility for any unforeseen incidents during the performance. Note from a certain captain: Mark my words, not a thing will go awry!An Improvised Afternoon at the TavernA crack of thunder shattered the bartender's rhythm as he shook the cocktail mixer, and the downpour that followed immediately dampened the last bit of cheer among the patrons. The tavern, now nothing more than a soggy refuge, was bereft of any tale worth telling. The bartender shook his drink slowly, the faint clink of ice barely audible. Patrons yawned incessantly as if even their drinks had lost their flavor. "Well, well... this hardly feels like a tavern, does it, friends?" A young man stepped through the door, bringing a gust of damp air and salty rainwater with him. He strode straight to the bar, swiping the empty glass from a patron nearby. "Oi! What are you—" "Shhh..." the young man interrupted, casually tossing a handful of Shell Credits into the bartender's tip jar. "Fill it to the brim, would you? It's not every day I find myself in a tavern. Surely, there's something of more... entertainment value here?" "Entertainment? You must be joking. Look outside, the rain isn't going anywhere. And don't get me started on the menu. Duller than a sack of potatoes, and twice as overpriced." "Of course, I did come in from the rain. See? My hair is practically drowning in it. But even in a storm, there are tales to be had. Like this charming little wanted poster." He deftly plucked the poster from the patron's hand. "Ah, we already talked about this. Something about the Immortal Returned, wearing a strange mask... What did he do again...?" "He and his crew ventured through fog thick with sirens, dredging up shiploads of songs from the ocean's deepest whirlpools. They rescued the Pilgrim's Sails capsized by towering waves and reclaimed stolen supplies from pirates!" "Hmm... That's not quite right, is it? You're just telling a story now!" "Ha, of course, it is a story!" He laughed, raising his glass, "Drink up, my friend, and I'll tell everyone the real tale of the Immortal Returned!" The glasses clinked. In an instant, the dreary tavern was transformed into a stage of imagination. Brant swiped the patron's hat and placed it on the bartender's head, his eyes sparkling as he presented the bartender's long-awaited rose to the woman beside him. The bartender, now donning the hat, became the ship's helmsman. The bald patron became a sailor, firing cannons at Tacet Discords from the rolling sea. The woman who received the rose burst into a spontaneous dance. With every spin of the young man's yarn, the patrons found themselves part of his intoxicating tale. The revelry ended abruptly when the door crashed open. "Now this feels like a tavern!" The leader of the intruders sneered, holding up a wanted poster. "Take him, lads. The reward is doubled this time!" "How about saving it for the next time!" With a mocking bow, the young man tossed a mask alight with violet flames into the air, vanishing in the commotion it caused. When the dust settled, the tavern was filled with colorful ribbons, balloons, and scattered gifts from the sea. The tavern's patrons picked up the scattered gifts. To their surprise, each one was a ticket to a show by the Troupe of Fools.Dusk, When Fools SingAt the close of rehearsal, crimson clouds seemed to ignite the edge of the sea. The captain called a few of the crew to set up tables and grills on the beach for dinner. Battier hauled in a bountiful catch of fish, Lavito returned with a bundle of hares from his hunt, and Roccia, with her loyal companion Pero, returned with a basket of meat they'd bought with one of the bounties earned in the name of Captain Brant. Laughing, Brant uncorked his cherished bottles of Nectarwine and passed them around. "The Carnevale is just around the corner, my friends," he declared. "After all our hard work, we deserve a celebration! In fact, we should celebrate every day!" Yes, Carnevale was drawing near, the day they had all been waiting for. It would be their moment to perform the stories of the Fools on the grand stage for all to see. For this, they had worked tirelessly. Lavito had poured his very soul into the compositions, Tina spent a whole night perfecting a single high note... Each member was giving their all for the Carnevale, driven by their unshakable faith in their captain and his words—"We'll ask the world a question at the Carnevale: What makes life sing? And we'll give them our answer. But more than that, we'll show them we're not madmen... just a merry band of Fools." Yes, just a merry band of Fools. But what, then, did being a Fool mean to the captain? As they gathered for dinner, a group of children, new recruits to the troupe, crowded around the captain. They chimed in unison, "Captain, Captain! What exactly are Fools?" The captain simply smiled in response, pulling a handful of candies from his pocket and handing them to the children. He glanced around at his crew. Battier and Lavito were deep in a heated debate, Hymer and Budd were playing rock-paper-scissors, and Tina was coaching Roccia on breathing techniques for singing. When he said nothing, one of the children mischievously popped a candy into his mouth. "Alright, alright! Now, Little Katy, I was just thinking of how to answer you!" The captain narrowed his eyes, surrendering to the sweetness of the candy before it gave him a toothache. "Here comes the answer. Listen closely, little ones!" "In this troupe, anyone who pursues freedom is a Fool! You, me, all of us!" Katy pouted slightly, "Is that it? Doesn't sound very special... What are we even trying to prove at the Carnevale?" "Nothing. We don't need to prove a thing." Brant rose to his feet, adjusting his captain's hat with a flourish. "We are there to sing and show the world who we truly are!" "And now, my fellow Fools, let's fill our stomachs!"Reflections by the CampfireLate at night, Brant sat by the campfire to organize everything needed for the performance. First came the masks. He polished each one meticulously, pausing now and then to don one and improvise a scene. Over the years, Brant had played countless roles: the unstoppable hero, the comical clown, the extravagant nobleman, the scheming courtier, and even the devout Acolyte. He paused, a faint smirk crossing his face at the thought. For him, those were hardly pleasant experiences. He despised courtiers. Acolytes, too. But on stage, he became each of them fully, burying his true self behind the mask and stepping into their lives. He respected the stage and every role he played because he knew the stage was his ocean. Once the masks were done, he turned to his costumes, carefully pressing each one. The costumes had to be immaculate under the spotlight. Not just for the role, but for the audience as well. To bring a smile to their face, respect was the first rule. So he smoothed out every crease, not allowing a single fold to remain. He knew the applause would be his ocean. Finally, he began arranging the stage props. The hero's sword, the clown's tambourine, the nobleman's family crest, the courtier's scepter, the Acolyte's scripture, and then... a small wooden box. The box his parents left for him. It bore the carving of a tern, a silent reminder of the name he had long buried. Inside, the swirling patterns of the Ammonoid fossil served as a testament to his very first adventure. It had been his loyal companion through every day and night aboard the Pilgrim's Sail as he witnessed sickness, pain, and separation. The fossil stayed with him, a reminder to never forget what he had seen. A reminder to observe life beyond the stage. A reminder to see the sincerity behind the performance. A reminder to face the self behind the mask. With great care, he put away this most important of all stage props. Because he knew that only by respecting himself could he truly make the place he stood his ocean.Through the Sea StormsThunder roared in his ears, and torrential rain drowned out every sound but its own. This was the fiercest storm they had ever faced. Waves flung them skyward, only to slam them down mercilessly. Behind them loomed a colossal monster, its deafening roars cutting through the chaos. That night, the sea unleashed its full wrath to remind them just how insignificant their lives were in its domain. He opened his eyes, gazing into the untamed sea before him. "Give up, Fools!" The wind howled in his ear. "Look at your pitiful ship! How will you ever lead your crew to safety?" "It's over, Fools!" The sea mocked deep within his heart. "Look behind you! The beast waits, jaws wide, ready to devour you all!" "Give the order, Captain!" His troupe called, their voices steady and unwavering. "We'll follow wherever you lead!" His voice pierced the tempest, bold and unshaken. "Full speed ahead! Let's move, my friends! Tonight, we will tame this sea!" Flames burst from the mast, blazing downward to engulf the troupe's banner and the ship itself. Amidst the sea's ferocious roars, the solitary flame pressed forward. Against the flames and waves, like a daring tern, he hurled himself forward with the grapple, laughing as he leaped straight into the heart of the tempest. "Leave the beast to me!" ... The storm relented. The small ship drifted alone upon the vast sea, rocking gently. The crew stood on deck. Under their captain's command, they had weathered the storm and returned to their course. At that moment, they all began to whisper a name: "He'll be okay." "Captain…" "He'll come back, won't he?" "Really?" "I believe in him." "Brant…" "Brant!! Captain! It's Captain Brant!!!" Cheers erupted as if the curtain had been lifted again for an encore. In the golden light of the rising sun, they saw him—their Captain Brant, riding atop the colossal sea beast's head in triumphant return. "Friends, meet our new companion, Lario! We've got ourselves a new ship now!" In time, they would build their stage upon the beast's back. Later, they would also discover that Lario was no ordinary Tacet Discord, but a rare Pliosaurus Somnii. Together, they would sail across Rinascita, performing their stories for all to hear. But for now, Brant stood tall atop the beast, saluting his crew. "And this, my friend, is a perfect opening! Now, cue the applause!" "BRAVO! BRAVO!"When the Carnevale EndsThe all-night revelry had finally come to an end. In Liberty Square, the confetti and streamers still glistened faintly in the early light. Passersby murmured about last night's performance, a fleeting spectacle to them. But for the performers on stage, the falling of the curtain wasn't just an ending, it marked the beginning of something new. For the first time in ages, they could walk freely through the streets of Ragunna, returning to the homes they had long left behind. When the stage lights dimmed, they cheered for themselves, for in that moment, they reclaimed the simple joy of standing on solid ground once more. But now that they were on land, what were Fools like them supposed to do? That night, the captain had heartfelt conversations with many in his troupe. Some decided to part ways, returning to families they had missed. With blessings and warm embraces, the captain wished them happiness in their new lives. Others chose to stay with the troupe, eager to seek out new horizons, and the captain welcomed their continued companionship. Then there were those who felt lost, unsure of their next step. For them, the captain offered them a break. "After all," he said with a playful grin, "once the Carnevale's over, you need time to clean up the confetti." Some were curious about the captain's own plans, and he happily shared how he spent a day in Ragunna: One morning after the Carnevale, he asked the first mate for a day off. Leaving behind the mask, costume, and even the captain's hat, he set out. First, he bought a pizza from Margherita's, then made a bet with the pigeons in the square. Later, he strolled to the Cathedral of Mercury and pointed at the statue of the Sentinel, saying, "Hey! Nobody's ever seen you!" Finally, he returned to his old home. "But I didn't go inside. After being away for so long, the house had already been sold. It's not mine anymore. I thought I'd come to say goodbye, but when I got there, I realized it wasn't needed. But I did hear the sound of a piano." "It was a piece I didn't recognize. A new family has started their life there, just as I've been walking my own path for years now. I remember how my father used to teach me the piano when I was little, telling me, "You must find the music you love." "You can play the piano, Captain?" "Sadly, no. Before I could master it, the Order handed me a ticket for the Pilgrim's Sail. But that's fine. Now, I'm learning the hurdy-gurdy with you all!" "For me, this is home. The songs we sing, the stories we tell. That's the music I've been searching for all along. There's no need to dwell on the past. Because once the confetti's swept up, it's time to prepare for the next revelry!" "So, friends, fancy exploring this big, wide world with me?" The captain extended his invitation, for his next course had long been charted.The Initial Treasure
A meticulously preserved Ammonoid fossil. Little Brant once stood atop a table, proudly declaring to his father that he had found a treasure hidden among the books. His father took off his glasses for a closer look, recognizing it as the Ammonoid fossil tucked away at the bottom of the bookshelf. Seizing the moment, his father recounted an adventure about unearthing the past and seeking the truth. That Ammonoid became Brant's first treasure and marked the beginning of his journey into a world of endless adventure.
All the World's His Stage
A sculpture of stacked masks, each crafted for a different play and occasion. On stage, he is the star, the center of all eyes. With each mask, he breathes life into the tale, captivating the audience with joy and wonder. But offstage, there is no need to conceal his true self. In that moment, he is, at last, simply Brant.
Testament to a Captain
A tricorn hat, embroidered with the emblem of the Troupe of Fools. Brant still remembers the first performance he witnessed aboard the Fool's Sail. The captain, undeterred by the crashing waves, led his crew through the Stygian Fjords and placed a tricorn atop the head of the eager young boy. The captain, with a playful wink, called him, "Captain Brant." Years later, Brant also remembers his own first performance. Standing high on the mast, he shouted commands to raise the sails and steer the ship clear of deadly whirlpools that threatened to swallow them whole. At that moment, one of the crew reverently placed the very same tricorn upon his head. Cheers erupted as the entire crew shouted in unison, "Captain Brant! Captain Brant!"
Voice LinesThoughts: II've got some time today. What would you say to a nice stroll on the beach? Maybe the sea breeze and ocean sunset will inspire you!Thoughts: IIWhen sailing the seas, always remember to set your course first, and then... adapt to whatever comes your way!Thoughts: IIIHey, here to see our performance? Take this ticket. No need to bring anything, just a smile and a heart full of excitement. But if you insist… Well, when I step on stage, be sure to give me all the applause and cheers you've got!Thoughts: IVAll I think about on stage is losing myself in the role—the stage becomes "my" entire world, with every light, note, and movement telling "my" story. Up there, the world is my oyster. But once I step off, I'm just a minor character in the tale of Solaris.Thoughts: VSee that? Over there, just around the corner—that's Trattoria Margherita. Nearly everyone in our troupe has walked this alley; it's where we grew up. Out at sea, I'd wonder how Ragunna could turn its back on us, or what I'd do when I finally returned. I pictured a hundred things… but now, standing here, all I want is a slice of pizza... The sights and sounds of this city have always been a part of me.Brant's HobbyThe boundless sea is the grandest stage, its towering waves our most thunderous applause! We sail with the currents and winds, hunting for cheers and laughter on every distant shore. Therefore, my friend, lift your voice and dance with abandon—for you, for me, and for every day we have lived in full!Brant's Trouble*sigh* Ain't got no money...Favorite FoodHere, try this wine… A bit too sweet? Haha, that's just my "Strength!" Everyone's brew tastes different, you know. Battier's has a spicy edge, Tina's is rather refreshing. This is the Troupe's Strength… a blend of everyone's life.Disliked FoodFor me, any food's fair game. C'mon, don't overthink it! When you're hungry enough, everything tastes amazing!IdealsOne day, our troupe will sail to every corner of the world, and every wave will echo a shared story—the tale of the Fools!Chat: ITake this telescope and see for yourself… Even the highest clouds feel close enough to touch, don't they? With this gadget, you'll catch every thrill onstage and every "new world" waiting out at sea.Chat: IIUnforgettable adventures? Where to start? How about an ancient trial that spanned over a century?About RocciaDon't be fooled by our First Mate's age—if you ever need performance advice, she's your go-to. Plus, she's also an excellent stage designer!About CarlottaShe's got her course set and sticks to it, no matter what. Living as a Montelli is no easy path, but she's determined to make her own way. And mark my words, when her performances draw to a close, she'll be known not just as a Montelli, but Carlotta.About CartethyiaSome call her a saint; others, a sinner. But who is she really? No one cares how she treats her friends or faces her foes. The Order's tales never speak of her dreams, and the legends conceal her heart's desire. Everyone has heard of Cartethyia—but does anyone know the person behind that name?About ZaniMany wear masks to fit in, but not her. Whatever her past, whatever roles she's played, she's here now, true to herself.Birthday WishesHappy birthday, my dear friend! Got any plans today? How about slipping away with me for a little adventure? I'll even let you take the helm. Here, hold on tight—together, we'll sail into the far horizon!Idle: I(Effort sound)Idle: IILet me see... Aha!Idle: IIIHey, little one... There you go!Self-IntroductionBrant's the name, captain of the Fool's Troupe! A pleasure to meet you, and please, call me whatever you'd like, for I'm but a humble Fool in pursuit of freedom. Enough with introductions now. Let's hand the stage over to everlasting joy and boundless liberty!GreetingThe curtains pull back and I'm here to hunt for every laugh! Brant, at your service. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.Join Team: IThe course is determined. Time to set sail!Join Team: IIRage on, approaching storm!Join Team: IIIApplaud for me, dear friend!Ascension: IWith this, the stage is set for a grand opening. Come on, trim the sails!Ascension: IIMore power... Now we're storm-proof and unstoppable! Let's go, full speed ahead!Ascension: IIIWe're smooth sailing now. Onto the next stop... Hard to portside!Ascension: IVWith your strength, this massive wave is just a splash in our show! Bring it on!Ascension: VHaha! Now this is the strength worthy of a true swordsman of the seas! Join me on this voyage to the world's end, my friend! Together, we'll face that fleeting moment when the world turns upside down!Aerial Attack: IMore passion!Aerial Attack: IIListen carefully!Aerial Attack: IIIVictory's mine!Aerial Attack: IVPerfect finale!Aerial Attack: VKeep the cheers coming!Aerial Attack: VIHere's to me!Heavy Attack: IRight behind you!Heavy Attack: IIFocus, will you?Resonance SkillDon't blink.Resonance Liberation: IIn the limelight!Resonance Liberation: IIClimax of the show!Resonance Liberation: IIILet the flames rise!Intro & Outro Skills: IEpic shot.Intro & Outro Skills: IIAt the helm.Hit: ICareful!Hit: IINo worries.Hit: IIIA little mishap.Injured: I'Tis but a splash.Injured: IILet the tempest strike harder!Injured: IIIHaha, this is getting fun!Fallen: IThe curtain falls...Fallen: IIThis is... not the end...Fallen: IIIThe Fool's... final act…Echo SummonYour moment on stage!Echo TransformSame actor, different role!Enemies NearBrant salutes you.GliderBeyond my beloved horizon!SensorThe compass points... this way!DashFirst to the treasure!Supply Chest: IAny wine inside?Supply Chest: IIThe scent of history.Supply Chest: IIIYou earned it, you keep it.
Normal Attack: Captain's Rhapsody
Resonance Skill: Anchors Aweigh!
Resonance Liberation: To the Horizon
Intro Skill: Applaud for Me!
Outro Skill: The Course is Set!
Forte Circuit: Ocean Odyssey
Inherent Skill: Voyager's Blaze
Inherent Skill: Trial by Fire and Tide
Inherent Skill: Skillful Cooking
Sequence Node 1: By Currents and Winds
Sequence Node 2: For Smiles and Cheers
Sequence Node 3: Through Storms I Sail
Sequence Node 4: To Freedom I Sing
Sequence Node 5: All the World's an Actor's Stage
Sequence Node 6: All the World's a Captain's Carnevale
