.:.:: Prologue
.:.:: Fabula Nova Crystallis


"Gran Pulse. It was a beautiful and dangerous world, full of many different forms of life. Among those existed humans, small in number but fast-growing.

While arguably one of the more frail inhabitants of the world we quickly adapted; learning ways to survive against our more dangerous neighbors. We learned to harness the wild, becoming adept hunters and tamers of beasts. And as our survival skills evolved, as did our technology and in turn, so did our territory. But our technology could only take us so far, and the farther we spread across Gran Pulse, the greater the danger we encountered.

Then we discovered the crystals. Rare, enchanting jewels—so obviously unnatural and foreign to Gran Pulse—found buried in the hardest of rock, hidden in the deepest of caverns.

The use of a mere sliver of the precious stone could do wonders even we couldn't have dream of; repel even the most rabid of beasts, power entire villages, heal wounds and cure sickness. Our way of life, once again, began to evolve. The crystals were considered sacred. Some believed they were preserving the power of the Goddess Etro herself. Temples and shrines were made to house them, to honor she who had given us life. She who had given us our minds and souls; our curiosity for discovery, our intelligence for creation, tenacity to survive, and ambition to grow.

But our gifts became our weakness. For some, simply preserving the power wasn't enough. They sought to harness the powers of the crystals for weapons. The debate of whether or not the crystals should be used in this way divided the human race. Those that preserved the crystals shunned the further advancement of technology, returning to living as one with the wild.

The others that aimed to harness the crystal's energy, took what crystals they could and left. Disappeared for decades until they revealed the culmination of their infusion of the crystal's powers into their technology. They created Cocoon, a floating moon that rose to hover above Gran Pulse. It was their ark, their haven; a way of keeping themselves safe from the chaotic, untamed world below.

The human race remained divided for centuries, existing along side one another but never together. This went on for centuries, until most of us believed the other people were merely characters of stories—the tales a child's parents would tell them before bed. And those that did remember, left the truth well alone. There was no conflict between them, but only because there was no contact.

That is, until the home of the people in the sky was threatened. While extraordinarily powerful, the sacred crystals still only had so much power within them. And what they had taken in the time they'd split from those on the ground had been drained. The crystals that had split the humans apart and blurred the knowledge of each others' existences, was now forcing them back together. The people of Cocoon immediately began a hunt for more of their power source but in doing so, destroyed lands claimed by the Gran Pulsians. Tensions arose and bordered dangerously close to open conflict.

The people of Cocoon, under the rule of their Primarch, believed Gran Pulse to be a hellish place, its people savages, holding on to primitive, delusional beliefs keeping them from moving forward. The Gran Pulsians, now spread across four main cities, held the united belief that the people of Cocoon were power-hungry bullies, reliant on technology that spit in the face of the Goddess Etro.

As time went on, the tension only grew worse. The desperation of the people of Cocoon and the fear among the tribes on Gran Pulse were growing into what could only result in open conflict. Whether unable or unwilling to understand one another, both sides had walked a path that ended with them teetering the very edge of war. A war that would without a doubt devastate both worlds. A war that would mark the beginning of the end for humankind.

It was inevitable.

Or so we thought."


A/N :.

Just for those of you that don't know, this pic is set in (sort of) and takes place after (sort of) my fic titled Final Fantasy After XIII so it may get a little weird if you haven't read that.
Meaning... you may wanna do that. "May". You don't have to. It's a free internet. Just putting it out there.

Also, I warned the readers of that fic and I'm warning the readers of this one now: There will be no insta-FLight here.
Yes, it's a FLight story and trust me, I'm a big a FLight fan as you probably are but I also enjoy the other characters and overall setting and story of the Fabula Nova Crystallis series so I'll be playing around with those as well.
There are plenty of lovely insta-FLight fanfics out there so if that's your cup of tea, I salute you but you won't find that here.

I also own nothing from Final Fantasy XIII or XIII-2