Hello, everyone! It is time to choose your path in Dissidia Duodecim: Final Fantasy 012. Disclaimer: I don't own the game. If I did, I'd make a few things...different. And I wouldn't be writing about any of this. This will be written assuming you know the characters/story of DDFF. Then again, if you didn't, why would you look for fanfics based on it? Furthermore, this will be written assuming you - the reader, the OC, the insert - are a male.
Whether you are straight, bi, or gay; whether you are a cold-blooded killer, a pacifist who only fights when you need to, or anywhere in between; or even whether you're on Chaos' or Cosmos' side, will be completely up to you. Because you are the POV, this will be written in a rare form of writing: second-person POV.
Here's all that's pre-set: your name is Teyso. You're usually a man of few words, though somtimes you end up giving a longer speech. Your weapon of choice is your fists, although you're also descent with or spear. You're in the 12th cycle.
Here is the current roster for each side:
Cosmos: Tifa, Kain, Laguna, Yuna, Jecht, Vaan, Lightning, Bartz, Warrior of Light, Zidane, Prishe, Shantatto, Squall, Firion, Cecil
Chaos: Garland, Emperor, Cloud of Darkness, Ultimecia, Tidus, Terra, Kefka, Kuja, Sephiroth, Cloud, Golbez, Exdeath
Just remember that there will be some traitors...on both sides.
The divine conflict between harmony and discord rages on, the fate of the world its promised prize. Fighting to secure it are brave souls, summoned for that solitary purpose.
Champions, cut from a cloth different from those which form the fabric of our world.
These warriors from afar are helpless but to do as bid, waging battle after endless battle for the gods who called them here, granted neither respite nor reprieve.
Relying on what fragments of their shattered memories remain, they fight to end the conflict, and for a chance to return home, to the worlds they once knew.
What they cannot know is that they fight in vain. This war is one without end, and it is their fate to serve forever, until, at last, their ebbing strength gives way...
When all the warriors are summoned from many different worlds to do battle, Shinryu summons you, and asks very short, choice questions:
Shinryu: Harmony or Discord? Strength or care? Light or dark? I look into your heart, and I find much confusion in you. Answer this: Cosmos or Chaos?
You look at the large golden dragon, unsure of what he means. However, somewhere in your heart, you find your answer.
If you wish to join as a soldier of Cosmos, jump to Chapter 2.
If you wish to join as a soldier of Chaos, jump to Chapter 3.
How was that for a start? I already have Chapter 2 in progress, and should be up soon. Chapter 3's production will immediately follow.