A/N-Well...this is a bit different from what I usually write. This is basically the introduction to my OC's story. It's in a poem form because I love writing poetry so I thought that might be a interesting way to start out. I only own the OC, not the idea or creation of the FMA world, that belongs to the magnificent genius of Hiromu Arakawa. Anyway... I have a few more things I'm going to be writing before I start this. Well...if anyone reads this, tell me what you think of the idea 3
My Beginnings.
Times Indignant of my past.
Those happy words, I didn't want to last.
Home safe and kind
Was what made me change my mind.
Happiness Surrounds me, spoiled in every way.
I left without another say.
Long journey's could unfold.
That's the one thing I was told.
Hated Protection. Being weak.
Those are my word's, when I speak.
Things had to change.
Reach a completely new range.
Happiness and Perfection.
Tossed away with my rejection.
I want travel.
I want this power to unravel.
My eyes can see.
My word's are free
I command what I can see
With the word's that come to me.
I have no sad story.
Nor is my past gory.
I want to do more.
I want to experience a new floor.
Do you understand?
The things for which I stand?
Eyes clear
Skin sheer.
A different blending.
My mother's and father's sending.
Drachma, my home.
From their I left to roam.
What else can I give?
This is how a chose to live.
I came here to learn.
The Clear Word Alchemist. Welcome to my story.
My name?
It's always been the same.
Kotoba.
Okiraka.
~Welcome to my Beginning~