HAHA: I'm doing a Final Fanasy Crystal Chronicles fic. Take that. It's unmapped territory. and since the player makes the Characters, I don't have to say I don't own them. Wait I dont own any of the races.
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Since the beginning of time, there had been a Shouki that covered the earth. The Gaia was poisoned by this gas, and from the poisoned lifestream, sprung vile creatures that terrorized the townsfolk. When the world was in its darkest hour, four friends struck out on a journey. The Crystal Caravan as they would later be called, comprised of a Yuke, Clavat, Selkie, and a Lilty went in search of an end to the Shouki. Natural light flowed from them and warded off the Shouki. Venturing all over the world, they never found a way to stop it. But they were under pressure, every day more people were dying from it. Defeated phsically and emotionally they returned to their home lands. A miraculous event took place when they returned home. There natural barrier eminated for one last time before it was pulled from them. The power of their inner light condensed into four Crystals placed around the world. These four Crystals framed out a field that protected the towns from the Shouki and the monsters.
Every year, the towns gather their finest warriors and send them out to find more Myrrh to replenish the Crystals. They carried a chalice that could contain the Myrrh, until it was to be brought to the Crystal.
In the far off village of Sin, a young girl was born to the mayor's family. This child was of Clavat and Selkie descent. Possessing the resilience of the Clavats and the agility of the Selkies, no one knew how this girl would shape the futures of everyone. They named this girl, Emi.
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Fifteen years later, Emi had grown into a beautiful woman. Her waist length hair, was a bluish black, the Selkie in her shown through. She was very athletic and intelligent. After training with the elders and her father, Emi was ready to go out with the Caravan. She had only one friend, his name was Isamu. His father was the town blacksmith, so Isamu got weapons for free. Emi and Isamu had only known each other for a year, they met in school. Isamu was shunned because of him being a Selkie, which caused his blue hair. Emi fond him on the brink of death and decided to be his friend. Their relationship had grown very strong since then. Isamu was a Pure-Selkie with dark blue hair. He was especially fast. He was the resident paperboy in the village. Every morning he got up and delivered the village news. He slowed down around Emi's house, and waited for her to come to the balcony and greet the day. His agility was only outdone by his intelligence.
"Emi, dear," her mother called, "wake up."
"Please," Emi cried into her pillow, "five more minutes."
"But, today is the day," her mother traipsed up the stairs, "get up!"
Her mother broke down the door and ripped off Emi's covers. Her body sprang to full attention and she nearly fell out of her bed. "I'm up."
"Your clothes are at the bottom of the stairs," her mother said, "hurry, Isamu can't wait forever."
Emi remebered that Isamu was her partner and celebrated in her head. She hobbled down the stairs and picked up her chain mail and plate armor. "What every girl needs," she thought sarcastically. Her mallet was slung over the crest of the door. She reached for it and fell flat on her face and rolled down the stairs. She crashed out the front door and rooled into Isamu's leg. Realizing she was half nake, she blushed and scurried back inside. She suited up while cying in her head, "I hope he didn't see anything." Her mom grabbed her mallet and handed it to her.
"Remember, tomorrow is your birthday, you'll be sixteen," her mother said, "I want you to act like a proper young lady."
"Ok Mom," Emi's face was burning red, "I'll try."
"That's my girl," her mother planted a kiss on her forehead.
Emi walked to the town square. She took her hand kercheif, and scoured her forehead, rubbing it raw. She was embarrassed that she was still being treated like a child. She halted right in front of Isamu.
He looked at her and smiled, "How are you? What happened to your forehead?"
"I'm fine. It's just my mom. She doesn't understand that I'm not her little girl anymore," her temper was flaring until she heard his voice.
"My Dad won't le me leave the nest just yet," Isamu laughed. Emi noticed he was rubbing his shoulder, where his father probably grabbed it too hard.
They grabbed their packs and Emi balanced the chalice on her head.
"Let's leave this place," Emi said.
"Let's start our adventure," Isamu's calm voice spoke.
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If you didn't read the summary: the format will play out like this. This chapter is a future event. Now I will go back, to how these two met and go from there.
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Since the beginning of time, there had been a Shouki that covered the earth. The Gaia was poisoned by this gas, and from the poisoned lifestream, sprung vile creatures that terrorized the townsfolk. When the world was in its darkest hour, four friends struck out on a journey. The Crystal Caravan as they would later be called, comprised of a Yuke, Clavat, Selkie, and a Lilty went in search of an end to the Shouki. Natural light flowed from them and warded off the Shouki. Venturing all over the world, they never found a way to stop it. But they were under pressure, every day more people were dying from it. Defeated phsically and emotionally they returned to their home lands. A miraculous event took place when they returned home. There natural barrier eminated for one last time before it was pulled from them. The power of their inner light condensed into four Crystals placed around the world. These four Crystals framed out a field that protected the towns from the Shouki and the monsters.
Every year, the towns gather their finest warriors and send them out to find more Myrrh to replenish the Crystals. They carried a chalice that could contain the Myrrh, until it was to be brought to the Crystal.
In the far off village of Sin, a young girl was born to the mayor's family. This child was of Clavat and Selkie descent. Possessing the resilience of the Clavats and the agility of the Selkies, no one knew how this girl would shape the futures of everyone. They named this girl, Emi.
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Fifteen years later, Emi had grown into a beautiful woman. Her waist length hair, was a bluish black, the Selkie in her shown through. She was very athletic and intelligent. After training with the elders and her father, Emi was ready to go out with the Caravan. She had only one friend, his name was Isamu. His father was the town blacksmith, so Isamu got weapons for free. Emi and Isamu had only known each other for a year, they met in school. Isamu was shunned because of him being a Selkie, which caused his blue hair. Emi fond him on the brink of death and decided to be his friend. Their relationship had grown very strong since then. Isamu was a Pure-Selkie with dark blue hair. He was especially fast. He was the resident paperboy in the village. Every morning he got up and delivered the village news. He slowed down around Emi's house, and waited for her to come to the balcony and greet the day. His agility was only outdone by his intelligence.
"Emi, dear," her mother called, "wake up."
"Please," Emi cried into her pillow, "five more minutes."
"But, today is the day," her mother traipsed up the stairs, "get up!"
Her mother broke down the door and ripped off Emi's covers. Her body sprang to full attention and she nearly fell out of her bed. "I'm up."
"Your clothes are at the bottom of the stairs," her mother said, "hurry, Isamu can't wait forever."
Emi remebered that Isamu was her partner and celebrated in her head. She hobbled down the stairs and picked up her chain mail and plate armor. "What every girl needs," she thought sarcastically. Her mallet was slung over the crest of the door. She reached for it and fell flat on her face and rolled down the stairs. She crashed out the front door and rooled into Isamu's leg. Realizing she was half nake, she blushed and scurried back inside. She suited up while cying in her head, "I hope he didn't see anything." Her mom grabbed her mallet and handed it to her.
"Remember, tomorrow is your birthday, you'll be sixteen," her mother said, "I want you to act like a proper young lady."
"Ok Mom," Emi's face was burning red, "I'll try."
"That's my girl," her mother planted a kiss on her forehead.
Emi walked to the town square. She took her hand kercheif, and scoured her forehead, rubbing it raw. She was embarrassed that she was still being treated like a child. She halted right in front of Isamu.
He looked at her and smiled, "How are you? What happened to your forehead?"
"I'm fine. It's just my mom. She doesn't understand that I'm not her little girl anymore," her temper was flaring until she heard his voice.
"My Dad won't le me leave the nest just yet," Isamu laughed. Emi noticed he was rubbing his shoulder, where his father probably grabbed it too hard.
They grabbed their packs and Emi balanced the chalice on her head.
"Let's leave this place," Emi said.
"Let's start our adventure," Isamu's calm voice spoke.
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If you didn't read the summary: the format will play out like this. This chapter is a future event. Now I will go back, to how these two met and go from there.