Fullmetal Alchemist Alchemy Quote Novels & Stories

She draws another sinister smile and continues, “Well, I do not expect more from the shard and equivalent of her. But one thing stands right now that is the inevitable truth for everything. If you want to save her, you needed to kill him. A life for a life, an equivalent exchange. That’s the rule and where your very world stands, the world of alchemy.” Crumpling her hands into a fist as her mixed emotions are taking a toll on her. Where she couldn’t find the final theme of cursing or denying those facts. Arius started to laugh in the tone of hating and cursing, as he looks at Beatrix with a warning gaze and words. “Still as ever. The very epitome of film and curse unto the worlds, Beatrix.”

But her heart is a crystalize one and wouldn't dare to stop the words from spouting out. Almiro chuckled and couldn't be more realized of what was in his mind. He reach to the book in his side and flip through as he said, “Do you know you are such a classic, my lady? You hardly to touch and is forbidden, but you easy to read if fully understand the science behind you being untouchable.” “I am untouchable? Forbidden?” Altara chuckled the same and their laughter is a one of a kind that filling the place with their presence.

“Stop talking. I don’t want to hear it.” “I’m going to get it back.” He completely ignored my protest and lifted me into his arms. “Come on, try being on top.” … I slapped my forehead hard and took a deep breath. “I went somewhere very far away. Ore needs to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, you know. The quality sold here definitely isn’t as good as what you find yourself. You’re an alchemist—you should understand that.” Xia and Tis nodded as if they half understood. I smiled with satisfaction and turned to walk toward Ina’s workshop. But just as I crossed the street and stood in front of the workshop door, Xia’s loud voice traveled across the street and through the crowd:

Outside the glass, Circe smiled and spoke gently. “Alma, do you know why you’re special?” “Because I’m fast?” the little girl asked. Circe laughed softly. “Because your blood listens. It adapts to any signal. It’s better than anything your father or Julian ever made.” Little Alma tilted her head. “Is this about the shiny stuff?” Circe knelt beside the glass. “One day, you’ll wake up, and the world will be very different. But you’ll remember my voice. And you’ll remember that I made you perfect.”

The Alchemist swirled the blood in the goblet, combining them and started her low chant “Ab Dis, Et ego rogabo noxium super nos, Declaratione super paternitas huic puero, Et nos decipi, Ab eis, Volunt nocitori “ ​ The alchemist finished her chant and continued to swirl the blood combination. “Now if the blood remains red, Prince Achilles is the father. If the blood turns black and clots, he is not.” ​

she whispered before wrapping her arms tightly around Althea. Althea’s smile softened as she returned the hug. A drop of her blood pulsed faintly within the bangle’s seal, something her mother once told her to never waste. Her mother’s voice echoed in her mind, reminding her how special her blood was. It could purify even the darkest curse… but if her heart were ever consumed by hatred, that same blood could turn into darkness itself. “This is the least I can do to make sure you stay safe,” Althea said quietly when they pulled apart. “I haven’t finished the elixir that can cure any poison or sickness yet, but I’ll work on it during our stopovers.”

“Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love.” - Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. ~ CASPIAN ~ “I forgot to tell you all that this is only the beginning.” Those words reverberate like thunderbolts before they are gone again, their absence shifting the battlefield into a silence heavier than fear. Heavier than pain. Heavier than loss.

“Most of them are, but there are also a regular pharmacist. Well, the newest tool that the technicians developed today was the monster barrier. They made it according to the alchemists' recipe.” “Ah, so it isn't some kind of magic but a chemical reaction that drives monsters away that night?” Fuschia nodded blankly. “So, magic are really perished from the land of Drachentia?” “Unfortunately yes, Your Highness. I also pity that.” Fuschia took a deep breath. “In that case, how can a person detect whether she is a victim of alchemy or not?” “Well, if a human exposed to alchemy, wouldn't her body feel heavier? Like her head would hurt tremendously.”

Alpha Loren: "I think of myself a gentleman. My power, my strength and my action are all driven by one thing- the instinct to protect the things I hold dear. But heed this: if you choose to stand in my way, you will see nothing gentle. Only everlasting suffering and anguish far beyond your comprehension." -Alpha Leonardo Loren I hope you enjoy and happy reading. Love, Elle

“How about an elixir?” “No,” the teacher answered quickly. Ruhan frowned, confused. “But you just said—“ “Listen, young man,” the teacher cut him with calm but serious tone, and then he continued. “You have to comprehend every aspect of chemistry and alchemy to make a single drop of elixir. You have to master brewing, drying, shimmering, everything has to be perfect and calculated. But you’re just a beginner in this, and even thunder boy over there had never drank or eaten any single healing items yet,” the teacher said while pointing to Jai.