The Sage of Spirits: Well, as some of you may know, this is my "Prince Lloyd" story, inspired by Alaia Skyhawk.
Genis: Lloyd? A prince? No way!
Lloyd: Shut up Genis!
Colette: Aw, I think it's cute!
Me: How many of you are planning on showing up? -face palms-
Genis: Just us three.
Me: Oh, good. Someone take care of the disclaimer.
Colette: Okay! The Sage of Spirits doesn't own Tales or Namco!
Lloyd: This isn't going to be another Cruxis Lloyd, is it?
Me: My secret for all of you to find out. Please read!
Hidden Identity
Prologue: The Opening
In the world of Sylvarant, all people believe in the ideology that all angels are all of Cruxis. They believe that their world is watched over by a Goddess named Martel, and that their world will be regenerated forever…
…But "they" know that this is not true.
"They" are the sky dwellers, who live upon a fantasy of pure magic – the clouds. Their kingdom lies upon the largest of clouds as they float around the world of Sylvarant. As impossible as one may think, they all live in peace, making their life a simple one. They all work on the building of homes as they continue to grow and flourish, raising their young ones until their maturity.
This kingdom is called Raikys, "The Sky Rain Kingdom."
These beings are angels – natural angels, as one may describe them; they are born with wings, and they learn how to use them before they even learn to walk. And unlike the angels of Cruxis, all of these sky dwellers are born with translucent wings, not the solid, bird-like wings their "brethren" (as they try not to associate with them) have. They live as if they are immortal; their appearance never changes as they grow older.
There is no starvation – they have no need for food or water, or rest even. There is no crime – there are none that are corrupt. There is no competition – everyone has a job to perform, and everyone helps each other in unity. There is no pay for their work – they have no need for currency. The only exception in the use of currency is held by the Royal Family, who is frequently required to head down to the ground for missions unknown to the public.
But continuing on, there are known differences between the two groups of angels. Unlike the Cruxian angels, these angels are capable of feeling, loving, even making love; the Royal Family made sure of that. Also these angels are not limited to simply "half-elves:" they consist of humans, elves and half-elves, but much unlike the world below them, they accept and trust each other fully. They are well aware of their surroundings as they gaze over with watchful eyes to the ground with awe.
There is a city called Railos, where the Royal Family resides, marking it as the capital city. Within this town there are the angels that live within its borders. These angels set up the lower level of their homes as a shop of sorts, stocked with their special type of goods they happen to provide, where their fellow angels and neighbors may come and pick up whatever goods they need within reason and leave. By law, there is to be a time of "temporary closing," where each family has a time of togetherness with their respective families, giving them the chance to enjoy their life and not worry about others coming in and ruining their precious time together.
Their homes are made of magical wood – unlike what many believe, the clouds (at least their clouds) are solid, thus they are able to build upon them. Most homes are simple: adorned with a simple nameplate of gold, with the names of their family (at least those that live there) chiseled into the pure substance, and a simple white door handle, by almost stark contrast to the brown wooden surface of their door. The homes for now are spaced apart yet in a line, given the vastness of their grand kingdom on the clouds.
A large building can easily be seen from any view. Anyone can tell one that this is where the Royal Family resides. The king and queen are respected for and wide by the angels they govern.
The king is a powerful man named Kratos Aurion; a man with a past he never reveals to his people. His auburn hair runs rampant upon his head, his red wine eyes capable of piercing through the defenses of a weak heart. He rules with his wife, Anna Aurion – a compassionate woman with a heart of gold. Her long, light brown hair blows gracefully in the winds, reddish green eyes full of hope and promise. Together, they bore a son – the young prince Lloyd Aurion, the boy's dark brown hair just as messy as his father's with eyes just as red. All three lived together in absolute happiness.
However, every so often an emissary of Cruxis will walk these grounds, seeking for their aid. While this kingdom will not ally themselves with the Cruxis angels, they have not given word to count them as enemies. Thus, they remain neutral. It is said that they have even help each other at times, but this has yet to be confirmed…
We find an emissary standing before the king and queen even as we speak…
Me: Phew... Now that that's done, I can work on BM... Man, that's in dire need of an update...
Lloyd: Is this a Cruxis Lloyd story or not?!
Me: Not telling. And this chapter was meant to be in present tense; it will be in past tense next chapter. I wanted to give the prologue a story tale feel to it. Hope I pulled it off...
Collete: So... It's not a Cruxis Lloyd story?
Genis: Or it is...?
Me: Still not telling; it'll be obvious in the next chapter though. But, if you read the chapter, you may figure it out... Please review!