Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood Quotes Novels & Stories

my brother continued, agitation growing, “they are nothing but meat and skin, they have no abilities, nor do they heal like us.” “Concouring them would be nothing to you, yet you do nothing?” “Watch yourself, little brother,” I warned him, “though you are my blood, that doesn’t mean you can behave like this and question my orders.” “Attacking the humans would be foolish and risky, resulting in more death than is needed.” “Respectfully, Your Majesty,” said my brother sarcastically, something dark boiling up underneath the surface, “death is inconsequential.” “Inaction and bowing to lower beings is the true crime of nature, and you dear “brother” are guilty of that.”

“Oh, My Sumi Darling… They’ve spoken some erroneous, cruel and hellish judgments about me… I’m scared that you’ll believe in all those baseless judgments about me…” “I can’t… I won’t, Brother Vir… Let them bark by themselves… The most important thing here is that all those judgments are absolutely baseless, so I won’t be affected by all those funny, ridiculous as well as baseless judgments. Okay, Brother Vir?” said Sumico gently still caressing and fondling her beloved Brother Vir’s sturdy and muscular chest.

"Casper, when you turn me, your blood will flow through my veins, and we'll be brothers for eternity. But before that happens, I need to make it crystal clear that no one messes with you but me. That's just how brothers roll." I lock eyes with the anguished Angel, my lips curling into a cruel smirk. "Never put my brother's life on the line again." With a swift, decisive motion, I yank my hand from his ribcage, sending him crumpling to the ground with a pain-filled groan. "Now, that was satisfying."

I said it in a cold voice and with a face devoid of emotion. The quadrangle suddenly fell silent, but I could feel emotions all around me - sadness and guilt. “Prove to me that my brother’s effort to send you out for training was not wasted in vain. Shadow warriors, do you think you will make my brother proud?” “Yes, Alpha!” “Are you sure?” “We are sure, Alpha!”

“But things could change to worse very quickly.” “It will,” I said. They all tuned to me. “The Brotherhood is at a crossroad,” I said. “A crossroad for what?” asked Jonathan. “Death or rebirth.” “What does that mean,” he asked. I shook my head. “I don’t know.” “How do you know that?” asked Travis, the Alpha of Wendunon. I hesitated. I was not used to being open about this. “She just knows things,” said Sebastian dismissively. “That doesn’t sound good though,” said Celia.

“I am suggesting that the power does not need a ruler.” “What does it need?” “A vessel.” The First Alpha stared at him. The younger brother stepped closer. “Someone whose blood can communicate with it.” “You.” “Yes.” The First Alpha's expression changed. “You have spoken to it.” “I have.” “What did it tell you?” The younger brother smiled. “That it remembers our blood.” The First Alpha stepped backward. “You should never have spoken to it.” “You are afraid.” “I am cautious.” “You call every opportunity dangerous because you cannot control it.”

“Cain, your resilience and determination are remarkable. To overcome such adversity and emerge as the person you are today, it speaks volumes about your character.” I offered a small smile, appreciating his words. “Thank you, Vaemond. Our journeys have been different, yet we have both experienced hardship and yearned for a sense of belonging. Today, we stand as brothers, bound by a shared understanding and a vision for a better future.” Vaemond’s hand stretched out towards me, a gesture of solidarity and trust. Without hesitation, I grasped his hand firmly, sealing our pact. “To brotherhood,” Vaemond proclaimed, his voice filled with conviction and determination.

Alfred says, this time, as a statement. Alcina grits her teeth. “Nonsense.” Alfred sends her a dry look. “Alcina, I know that you are not happy about returning.” “Read it from my mind, did you? You said you wouldn’t, brother-” Alfred looks heavenward and takes a deep breath. Siblings. “Alcina, I do not need to be a mind reader to read your pitifully terrible attempts at schooling your expression. I am your brother.”

“You’re not alone.” But I’m not listening. I can see the landscape changing. I’m about to wake up. I look at my brother, my shoulders slumping, my voice hollow, “Maybe I should just give up. I should let this Alpha take me.” “No!” My brother says, fiercely, grabbing my shoulders. “No! Bel! You – This will pass -You-” The black mist wraps around my ankles and twines around my legs. It almost feels like a possessive touch. But I’ve lost the ability to care.

He had intervened merely because his brother had come out from underneath his shadow and escaped his control. After that battle, as he lay on the ground, broken and defeated, his triumphant brother looked upon him with expressionless eyes and said, “You were not born to be cruel to this universe. You aren’t me. Your heart is a kind one. I encourage you to find it and nurture it Little Brother.”