The night surrounding the small village was dark and full of stars that made it seem rather peaceful. There was a calming yet unnerving silence in the air as well as an 18 year old boy with silvery white hair and brown eyes stood amidst the silence. He was waiting for something or rather someone to come hence the reason why he was almost completely motionless. There was nothing but silence for miles until something broke that silence. What that thing was just so happened to be the war cries of several soldiers of the Palamecian Empire searching for him. However, even though he heard those cries, Firion didn’t move and only waited for the soldiers to get closer. When they got close enough, several of them were quickly incinerated with a spell as the he stepped back. “You shouldn’t have gotten that close.” He said softly. After he spoke, he quickly turned around only to face several more soldiers who were better equipped than the soldiers that came before them. “There he is! Capture the rebel!” They cried before they charged towards Firion which was a foolish mistake on their end. Once they got too close, they were turned into ashes by a powerful fire spell. This was when another wave of soldiers accompanied by monsters appeared. This wave was stronger than the waves that came before them and provided a challenge for Firion. As soon as the young rebel finished slaying most of the monsters, he had exhausted all of the mana and energy that he had which made him vulnerable to being attacked.

When they saw that they had their chance, a few of the soldiers walked up to Firion and then knocked him unconscious before another soldier slung his unconscious form over their shoulder. “The emperor’s going to be pleased when he hears that we succeed in our mission.” They said gruffly before they and the remaining soldiers boarded the airship that was bound for Castle Palamecia. The journey by airship took a few days and due to this, the soldiers made sure to take the correct precautions when dealing with Firion. They bound the rebel in mythril chains so that he couldn’t escape during the transport.

When the airship finally arrived at Castle Palamecia, the soldiers quickly brought a rather hostile Firion to the throne room where the Emperor himself was waiting. Upon seeing one of the rebels that had been causing him trouble being brought to him, the Emperor smiled wickedly before approaching a very aggressive Firion. There was an air of silence for a moment before six words rang out which pierced the silence.

“Your fate is in my hands, Firion.”

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Thanks for reading this far! This is meant to take place in an alternate timeline. The characters in this timeline still have the same roles that they do in the game but some events that happened in the game never happened in this timeline.

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