Frej temporarily died because of Rita's betrayal, but thanks to the master, he managed to be resurrected. While he's still not back to his true demonic self after the holy nature of his resurrection, he insists on making more enemies with his reckless attitude. He never changes.
Don't be deceived by the hint of holy aura he holds now. He's still a demon and won't hesitate to rip you a new one if you let your guard down.
Auto Attack : Light Attack
|Rank 1/1||Deal 113 Auto Attack damage to the target (Automatic).|
Tap : Whiteout
|Rank 1/1||Deal 438 (105%) Damage, 300 Ignore DEF Damage on Dark Type targets.|
Slide : Wings of Venus
|Rank 1/1||Deal 955 Damage 2 times to 2 Enemies (Priority: Debuffer), and 150 Ignore DEF Damage. For Raids only: 300 Bonus Damage to Dark Type Enemies.|
Drive : Fallen Heavens
|Level 1||Deal 3222 (260%) Damage, inflict Curse (300 DoT every 2 sec. and Bonus Damage at end of duration or if removed) on 2 random Enemies for 8 seconds|
|Slide Skill Damage +8% for Light Type Allies (During Raid: Weak Point Skill Damage +8%).|
|Preferred Soul Carta||Skill Oriented:|
|E||Drive Skill Voice||Struggle as hard as you can!|
|D||Story I||There's no point in asking me. I don't remember a thing!|
|D+||Weak Point Attack Voice||Now, take this!|
|D++||Critical Attack Voice||Is that all you got?|
|C||Inner Voice I||Ugh...I'm so sore. Is it cuz of the Archfiend Contest?
Huh? You're worried? Ha! You should worry about yourself instead!
I'll be in a tough spot if you go and die on me!
|C+||Damaged Voice||Ha Ha!|
|C++||Death Cry||Don't think...this is... the end!|
|B||Story II||Yeah, who knows what'll happen if you give holy water to an idiot who's constantly trying to kill her master.|
|B+||Battle Start Voice||My turn!|
|B++||Hot Spring Voice||Is there time for this? Man, you're easygoing.|
|A||Inner Voice II||My aura's different? Don't ask me. The only change I've noticed is how much hotter I am now.|
|A+||Slide Skill Voice||You've got guts. I'll give you that.|
|A++||Victory Voice||This's boring. I'm leaving!|
|S||Story III||Quit being a worrywart. Just shut up and follow me.
You're the aide of the next Archfiend, got it?
|All||Inner Voice III||What the hell's up with this power? It's swelling up inside me.
It's kinda...weird. I don't like it!
Awakening I : Pride
|Phew, I somehow made it back to life. Dammit, if I'd know it was going to come to this, I'd have never made that pact in the first place.|
|Neamhain||I did try to stop you, but I guess your ears are as useless as your brain.|
|Frej||Rrrgh...! Well, what else could I have done? I thought it would help me acquire a useful child.|
|Neamhain||Hmph! In that case, shall I call Rita here? Want to try talking to her again?|
|Frej||Gah... Don't even joke about that!
I'm shaking just thinking about how I died because of her.
|Neamhain||So NOW you're afraid? That's kind of adorable *snicker*|
|Frej||What? Me, afraid?! That word isn't even in my dictionary!|
|Neamhain||I could swear you're also missing taste, mercy, manners, civility, humanity, humility, honesty, kindness, compassion, knowledge, stability...|
|Neamhain||In fact, there are so many words missing from your personal dictionary that it doesn't even have enough pages to qualify as one. Maybe you should call it a notebook instead.|
|Neamhain||Repeat after me: That word isn't even in my notebook!
That would be much more accurate.
|Frej||Are you done? Like, is it over?|
|Neamhain||Actually, even calling it a "notebook" might be giving your vocabulary too much credit...
Maybe it would be better to call it a notePAD.
|Frej||Tch, I can't even be bothered to respond to that. Anyway, I'm in good enough shape now that I think I can go out.|
|Neamhain||...You should stay and rest here a little longer. Remember what Mona said?
You're in a very holy state right now.
|Frej||So what? Even if I am in a "holy state" right now, it's nothing this Bad Boy can't handle!|
|Neamhain||You know you have to keep relying on help from the so-called wannabe because you keep spouting third-rate villain lines like that, right?|
|Frej||Relying on--What?! When did I ever lean even the tiniest bit on that wannabe? Hmph! Don't be ridiculous.|
|Neamhain||...I knew you were shameless and childish, but I didn't think you were THAT small and petty. Don't you have even a sliver of a conscience?|
|Frej||Don't ask me. I don't remember a thing!|
|Neamhain||*sigh*... I've heard that near-death experiences can foster meaningful growth in humans, but I guess the same isn't true for demons.|
|Frej||A-At any rate, I don't know a thing about it. Whatever happened when I died was, well...out of my hands.|
|Frej||I don't remember anything about it, nobody helped me, and that's that. Got it?|
|Neamhain||Okay, whatever you say. You never got ambushed by your own Child, never got turned into a stupid doll, and were never saved by the "wannabe demon" you treated like garbage.|
|Frej||Hey! Don't say stuff like that! N-Neamhain, I'm serious about this! I never, ever asked the wannabe for-- Are you listening to me?!|
Awakening II : Self-Esteem
|Frej||*sigh* ... *exhale* ... *sigh*|
|Neamhain||... What in the world are you doing?|
|Frej||Huh? What do you mean? *exhale*...|
|Neamhain||Are you TRYING to get on my nerves with that weird breathing?
If you have something to say, then say it to my face!
|Frej||*exhale* It's not that. I just thought you should also try to get some sleep without anything weighing on your mind. *exhaaale*|
|Neamhain||Huh? I have no idea what you're talking about. I guess you really have lost it this time.
O, God! If you can hear me, tell me how much longer I have to put up with this idiotic demon.
|Neamhain||No, wait, scratch that! I shouldn't have to put up with him.
That idiot Frej's the one in the wrong!
Come on, Frej! Stop spouting nonsense and tell me what's really going on!
|Frej||Tch, you're never at a loss for words, are you? Still...I'm surprised to see you so worried about me.|
|Neamhain||Huh? What the hell are you... Know what, forget it. If you have something to say, then just hurry up and spit it out. What. Do.You. Want?|
|Frej||Well, it's not a big deal, but... remember how Mona helped me out just a little recently?|
|Neamhain||Just a little? You think asking her to use a rare and precious sacred object to revive you after you had practically died is helping "just a little"?
I swear, just when I think you couldn't be any more shameless...
|Frej||My point is, after she helped me out, she kept going on about investigating me or whatever, right?|
|Neamhain||Come to think of it...that does ring a bell. I seem to remember hearing something about her looking into new demon powers.|
|Frej||...You mean as of late, she's investigating demons and Childs with new kinds of powers?|
|Neamhain||That's right. "Research worth doing," she called it. You've changed quite a bit too, haven't you, Frej? Thanks to the flow of magic, or somesuch?|
|Frej||Hmm, have I? I don't feel any different, but I guess I have. Both you and Lisa say I seem a lot stronger whenever you look at me. Is that true?|
|Neamhain||How should I know, Frej? I'm not your mother. I have no idea what sort of new power you might have.|
|Frej||True, there's no telling what might happen if you give holy water to an idiot who's constantly trying to kill her master.|
|Neamhain||Are you picking a fight with me? If you're going to go that far, then give me some options.|
|Frej||Very well. Option one: I was already hot to begin with, but now I'm even hotter.|
|Frej||I'm even stronger than before, and now I'm even hotter.|
|Neamhain||And option three:|
|Frej||My charisma has skyrocketed to fatal levels, and now I'm even hotter.|
|Neamhain||The only thing that's skyrocketed here is your complete and utter delusion...Those barely even qualify as options. Guess I'll just have to be honest with you.|
|Frej||Fine with me.|
|Neamhain||One: You complain even more than you did before. I'd rather deal with a literal child than you.|
|Neamhain||Two: You're WAY overconfident. You're barely stronger, yet you're parading around like you're the Archfiend already. It's painful to watch.|
|Neamhain||Three: I don't know if you're humming or sighing, but it's incredibly irritating.|
|Frej||Hey, it can't be THAT bad! Don't start making up false accusations now!|
|Neamhain||That's right! It IS a false accusation! Ugh, how can one demon be so much trouble? Even narcissism has to have its limits.|
|Neamhain||I can't take it anymore! I need to wipe the slate clean of all this pent-up karma! Accept my resignation already, stupid Frej!|
Awakening III : Self-Conceit
|Neamhain! Are you still pouting?|
|Neamhain||...No, I'm not.|
|Frej||Funny, because I'm pretty sure sticking out your bottom lip that dramatically is called pouting.|
|Neamhain||I told you, I'm not. Besides, I don't think you'd understand even if I told you.|
|Frej||Of course I would. So spill it. What are you pouting about?|
|Neamhain||First of all, I'm not pouting, I'm--Ugh. On second thought, let's keep it simple. Frej, you understand the situation you're in, right?|
|Frej||What does THAT mean? What's to understand? I'm as strong and handsome as ever.
What else is there to say?
|Neamhain||Strong and handsome, huh? If you only knew what the local dogs say about you...At any rate, "strong and handsome" Frej...You do know that it hasn't been that long since you were resurrected, right?|
|Neamhain||This is not the time to go around bragging about how strong you are and picking fights with other demons.|
|Frej||That's what you're concerned about? An inconsequential thing like that?|
|Frej||You heard me! I'm a perfect being in every way, with energy to spare. All you have to worry about is shutting up and sticking with me.|
|Neamhain||Energy to spare, huh? You demons have far too much faith in your own power.|
|Neamhain||How can you be so confident when you don't even believe in God? If you died, what would happen to the Childs you'd leave behind?|
|Frej||Quit being a worrywart. You're the aide of the next Archfiend. All you have to do is shut up and follow my orders.|
|Neamhain||Tch. I should have known you wouldn't listen to me.|
|Frej||Hey. Where are you going? I'm still talking to you. Hey! Neamhain!|
|Frej||Just my luck that I'd run into you here, wannabe.|
|Master||You're telling me. I don't know what you're so upset about, but just go away and leave me alone.|
|Frej||Are you blind? Do I LOOK upset to you? Lucky for you my body's still recovering, so I'll let you off for today. You better appreciate it!|
|Master||Eesh, condescending much? Ooh, I'm so scared! Whatever happened to that cute and harmless little Frej doll, huh?
Hey, you there! Have you seen a cute little Frej doll anywhere?
|Frej||Grr...Come on, Frej, don't let him get to you...|
|Master||Hey, don't you think it's about time we leveled with each other?|
|Frej||Grr... Stupid brat. Well, whatever. Have you seen Neamhain anywhere? I think she was looking for you.|
|Master||Why would your aide be looking for me?|
|Frej||...She just resigned and ran away.|
(In his mind)
|I actually felt bad for Frej for a moment, and now here I am.|
|Master||So what happened? Believe it or not, I'm a busy guy, so spit it out.|
|Frej||Hmph. If you can call lying around your house scratching your ass being busy, then I guess you are.|
|Master||Huh? Who're you calling an ass-scratcher? *sigh* Forget it. I should've known better than to come here.
Time's up! If there's anything else you want to tell me, you can write me a letter. You know my address. Bye.
|Frej||How dare you speak to me like that!|
|Master||You're one to talk...Look, I don't know what's going on, but it's probably your fault Neamhain ran away. Just suck it up and tell me what happened already.|
|Frej||W-Well... she said my humming or sighing bothered her, then she threw a letter of resignation at me and left.|
|Master||I can't blame her. Have you even heard yourself humming before? It's awful.|
|Frej||...I don't know what I was thinking, talking to you about this. I just don't understand. She told me to either stay put at home, or take the easy way out by being purified.|
|Frej||Then she up and skedaddled! And I STILL have no idea what she was talking about!
Do you have any idea how many times she's run away this month alone? Six times!
Not that it surprises me anymore.
|Frej||I could become Archfiend all on my own, y'know. If anything, my aides should be grateful I'm bringing them on this once-in-a-lifetime ride.|
|Frej||My aides aren't going to take care of themselves, after all.|
|Master||Hahaha. Ahahaha! Oh, that's rich!|
|Frej||All Lisa and Neamhain need to do is follow my damn orders! Then they're guaranteed to be the aides of the next Archfiend. It's that simple.|
|Frej||I swear, those two are such a hassle. All they do is complain. If I don't do everything they say, they turn tail 'n run at the drop of a hat.|
|Frej||I've even caught them plotting my assassination! Who else would possibly put up with that crap? I feel more like an angel than a demon.|
|Master||So why's a supposedly amazing demon like you out looking for a pain-in-the-neck aide like Neamhain?|
|Frej||Hah, don't be an idiot. What if my aide were attacked by another demon? It would be downright infuriating.|
(In his mind)
|Frej's no different than how he was before he died. I made a decision right then and there to take what he said to my grave.
If Lisa or Neamhain caught wind of it... In fact, I'm just going to put it out of my mind and forget I ever heard it myself!
|Frej||*sigh* Where should I look for Neamhain next...? I swear, she has no idea what kinda crap I put up with for her sake.|