In a world where status and success are defined by divinely granted skills, those blessed with such skills tread upon those less fortunate. Fate Graphite finds himself among the have-nots until a chance encounter activates a hidden ability of his skill.
He doesn't look well. It's worrying...
...لا يبدو بخير. أنا قلقة عليه
Er sieht ganz blass aus.
Ich mache mir Sorgen.
No tiene buena cara. Esto no me gusta.
No tiene buena cara. Esto no me gusta.
Il est tout pâle. Ça m’inquiète.
È davvero pallido, sono preoccupata...
Ele não parece bem.
Isso me preocupa...
Что-то он совсем бледный.