This is the intro to my side story called "To Solice and back" and Solice is a place in the FT world that I created. Fanon ftw

This might turn into a full blown story and I hopefully can finish it alongside "Of Body and Mind".

Anyways, enjoy.

Growing up, I always thought my father was a crazy old guy because of the way he was paranoid about everything. He would lock the doors when he slept, removed the window in the imperial chamber and even slept with a knife on the headboard.

He would never eat food prepared by anyone besides himself and he always looked over his back like something was following him. Growing up, I don't think I had many friends. It seemed like my childhood was forever stuck in a memory of my father, thinking he was alone, speaking to himself.

He didn't trust anyone besides his family and even he was a little suspicious of us. He didn't trust the Angkols or the Hohenheims even though he was their emperor. He believed in Garlan dominance and he set out to do such that and he came home with a nickname. He was the Defiler.

And like I said earlier, my father thought he was alone one day and he started to talk to himself. I was hiding inside a cupboard while my father prepared dinner for himself and he started to talk. His words, scared me. They scared me a lot. Do you know what he said?

He said that ghosts haunted him because of his terrible deeds.

I hope that was an alright intro. What I really want will be outlined next chapter so I hope you guys liked this slightly creepy intro (I think) and I will see you all later. FF