Disclaimer: Since I always forget, this applies to all chapters. I do not own Breath of Fire IV, or any of the others.

Opening Notes: I feel Fou-lu is unappreciate. Well, all of BofFIV is. So here we are! Enjoy and review!

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Prologue
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Eyes opened, as delicate brows drew together.

Where was this? This was not his place.

Picking himself up slowly, he gazed around. Trees and… earth? A forest? Yes, that was right.

He pressed a hand to his forehead. How did he know these things? He'd never seen a tree before, or stood on earth… or had a hand. Eyes widening in wonderment, he held the appendage before his eyes, examining it. Had he always had a hand?

His mouth creased slightly in irritation, He didn't understand!

He rose onto his haunches, supporting himself slightly on one hand, gazing about his surroundings again. He didn't remember! How did he get here? Where had he been before? Had he even been?

He moaned slightly, shaking his head as though to clear the confusion. He rose shakily to his feet, and wobbled for a few moments, before steadying himself. Panting slightly, he stared warily around, before taking a few tentative steps forward. He wobbled again, before giving a satisfied nod and continuing forward, growing more confident with each step.

He walked through the woods with relative ease, once he had mastered walking. He had absolutely no idea where he was headed, however it seemed that any place would be just as good – or better – than where he had been. Besides that, his body was making odd sounds of… hunger? Yes, that sounded right. He needed to eat.

He saw a break in the trees, and his pace quickened slightly. Perhaps he could find out where he was, and maybe even who he was!

He slowed to a stop at this new thought. Who? His brows furrowed again, his momentary pleasure forgotten in this new puzzle. Who was he? Surely he must have an identity of some sort.

He stared at his hands, his forehead creased in thought.

"Pray thee tell me, young man, what is it you are doing?"

He snarled, the voice startling him out of his reverie. He dropped instinctively onto his haunches, leaping back from the owner of the voice.

He blinked in surprise, seeing a kindly-looking old man blinking slowly standing before him.

"Enow, young one." He continued gently. "What is it thou is't doing here, alone in this wood? And…" He continued, eyeing the young man up and down, "Without clothing of any sort?"

The younger of the two blinked in confusion, his stance relaxing slightly.

"Clothing?" He said slowly, his voice cracking from disuse, "That is…?"

The man's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

"Young man." He said after he had calmed, "Where is it that thou dost hail from? For sooth, that country must be one of odd customs, to have no type of clothing."

"Where… do I hail from?" The younger repeated, pressing his hand to his forehead, "That is…" He groaned, crouching further down.

The older man frowned, seeing that the younger was in obvious pain. Slipping the top layer of his kimono off, he slid it over the youth's thin shoulders.

"Thou shoulds't not worry overly much. Verily, if thou hads't lost thy memory, it shall come back when it is time, and no sooner."

The youth looked up at the elder, spring-green eyes wide. "I…"

"Thou mayst stay with me, for a time. My home is not far." The old man smiled kindly.

"I…" The young man frowned again, pulling the kimono closer around him as he stood to his full height. "I thank you."

The old man simply smiled benignly up at the youth, before walking past him towards the woods edge. "I truly wonder where it is that thou dost hail from, young man. Never have I heard of a country that has people with hair such as thou's." He said as they walked, "I hads't thought that only people of mine age and wisdom had silver hair."

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End Prologue
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Closing Notes: Well, there you have it. I considered making it a chapter, but I liked this better. I hope the language didn't sound too awkward. O.O And I hope it was obvious enough who it is. I can't name him this early in the story… it's too important a plot point. But hopefully it's obvious enough, both from the summary (That's why you're here, no?) and the clues in the prologue. Until next time, review!