I. Vigilate(Awake)

"I do not own Final Fantasy XV, it belongs to Square Enix. Any reference belongs to their rightful owners."

Prologue

"I think the most common cause of insomnia is simple; it's loneliness."

-Heath Ledger

[My P.O.V.]

I remember how I got here- I fell asleep watching my dad play the Final Fantasy XV. I couldn't recall much besides him retrieving Ramuh as I laughed silently to myself, having to know of the events that would happen after that and all the pain just four boys had to suffer for the safety of their home. I felt pity for them, especially the prince who didn't ask to be chosen to die for the sake of others in the end. When he died, so did the magic of the Astrals and Niflheim won the control of Insomnia and possibly centuries later came the events of Final Fantasy XIII. Who knows, I wasn't any better at guessing or thinking than the conspiracy theorists on Tumblr whatever social media was out there.

Anyways, back to the current time on hand, it was January 1st, the beginning of a new year here as the Crown City Insomnia was silent in the white snow blanketing over the dark buildings and roads. I remembered what happened a few moments ago- "blessed" with a power by Shiva and Ramuh to try and change the events that caused many tragedies to all. The power of the Crystal was what I was given, armed with weapons I was so familiar with, and the knowledge and memory of how to use them and other things that were necessary later on in the future. All that was left to do was to try to gain the trust of the King or someone close and join the Crownsguard- that's what I was specifically told to do before being sent down here in the middle of the night.

Winter was bitter unlike the Glacian Shiva who was kind, but luckily I wore the proper clothes that I was given to fit into this world. My clothes were of a black long sleeve under a steely grey vest with white designs on the front of it with fingerless white leather gloves and leggings under black washed skinny jeans which were stuffed into black knee length, low-heeled leather boots. I wore a black coat over my clothing with a royal blue scarf and black leather gloves. Hidden by the tails of my coat was one of the weapons I chose as my "main" weapon- Ruby Rose's Crescent Rose scythe colored a dark grey-blue color with silver accents in place of the red and black color, hanging from a black case with belts attached to my waist to hold it.

I kept on moving while carrying my medium-size black luggage, trying to find some place where it was open and affordable for the amount of gil I had- I wanted to save some so I could get things such as potions and phoenix downs. My mind zoned off as I was singing "Red Like Roses" to myself to keep my mind away from the creepy loneliness. "Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest… White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal test… Black the beast descends from shadows… Yellow beauty burns…" I stopped in mid-song as I heard footsteps and looked up, seeing people in black jump and run and noticed that one of them had something purple on them. "... gold…" I whispered to myself before smirking.

"Nyx Ulric." I thought before flicking my wrist, making my luggage vanish before using magic to warp up onto the roof and rolled onto the flat roof and stood up before looking to see where the Glaives ran to. I saw one that was way behind, guessing that it was probably Libertus but whatever- I then ran towards them, keeping a distance and stopped when they slowed so I wouldn't be spotted and hid behind whatever I could. It was probably a few minutes before someone shouted, "Wait!" This made everyone stop as did I quickly and hid behind a large stack of wood that was being used to build a pigeon house. My breath was heavy, trying to regain my breath from running for so long. "I keep hearing footsteps, doesn't anyone feel like they're being followed?"

"Ya know, now that you mentioned it…" A familiar voice questioned as I cursed myself, then again I wasn't trained physically but mentally. A large crack was heard from behind me as I accidentally put a fist-size dent into the pigeon house out of nervousness as I realized that the Crystal's strength was kicking in. "Crap!"

"Who's there!?" The same voice from before shouted as I heard metal move and feet shuffling into position to attack me. Footsteps crept towards me before I placed a hand on Crescent Rose's handle while the staff unfolded itself while I pulled it out quietly and carefully. A battle is going to begin… a fight against the Kingsglaive of everything. "Calm down." A voice echoed in my head before I felt a pulse of coldness rush through me and the grip on Crescent Rose tightened, I hadn't brought our her blade yet, but that's only if it gets serious in my first fight. I adjusted my scarf, allowing it to cover the bridge of my nose and lower to keep myself warm. "Hiyah!" A male's voice shouted as a dagger went at me before I swiftly blocked it with Crescent Rose. It was a fight of pushing one another before I kicked his shins and pushed him away before getting out of my hiding spot.

A few other Glaives attacked me, mostly masked Glaives which I labeled as Warrior-class Glaives when I watched the Kingsglaive Final Fantasy XV movie. "Bob and weave." I whispered to myself before blocking some daggers being thrown at me and tried to fling them back but some managed to warp too close to me and tried to swipe at my face which I quickly spun back to avoid before barely ducking in time from a fireball. The Mage-class Glaives were now fighting, they were the ones wearing small red capes and were only girls and if anyone knew Mages they casted powerful spells. "Come on!" I mumbled to myself before dodging a dagger being thrown at me from a guy with purple on a part of his uniform. "Shit, Nyx!" I thought before barely ducking once again and rolled under Nyx and barely got hit with another dagger. "Targaryen Christ!" I shouted before kicking Nyx in the back with regret. "Sorry!"

"Freeze!" A feminine voice shouted before the next moment from the waist down I was frozen in ice. "Really?!" I shouted with a glare at the female before daggers were at my neck and heart as a form of a threat before one Glaive took Crescent from me. "What kind o' weapon is this?" The Glaive asked before pressing a button and Crescent Rose revealed it's longer form with the scythe blade coming out all the sudden. It scared him as he dropped it and I laughed, "That's what you get Chiftik(cricket man)!" Chiftik was an insult in the Dothraki tongue, something I learned while trying to look up good insults. I was surprised that I even decided to insult a Glaive before one of them put the dagger dangerously closer to my neck. "Just shut up and answer our questions- who are you and why are you following us?" They growled from behind. "Fake name, fake name, I need a good one…" I thought before I answered, moving my scarf from covering the lower half of my face.

"My name… is… Victoria Daenerys Snow…" I tried to remain calm, using the combination of my two favorite characters' names from GoT once again for reference. "And I was just curious… not everyday you get to see something akin to assassins." I kept playing the Slytherin character- manipulate the words into a spell and you'll have them wrapped around your fingers. "Then why do you have a weapon?" Another voice asked. "I rather be safe than sorry, Mister Assassin." Sarcasm coated my words like sugar-coated donuts- donuts actually sound nice. Where's a donut shop around here?

"Where'd you get the weapon?" The voice from behind me asked. "I just found it." I lied through my teeth. "I came here because a woman in white whispered to me in my dreams that what I seek, a purpose, resides here in the Crown City." Once again, I lied but partly placed the truth in the mix. Shiva told me that she wanted things to change as well as Ramuh and assigned me to change it all the best I could with the power I was given. It would continue to grow as the story progressed and they've selected a few others to help me. I don't know these few others, but she says in due time I will. "And that purpose being…?"

"I don't know, that's what I'm going to find out." I responded calmly. "Let's get going and bring her in for further questioning or else we'll freeze our asses off." The voice from before said and then a black cloth was wrapped around my eyes to blindfold me. "Can't exactly see where we're going, sorry but it's precautions." He apologized before I felt the ice break and felt ropes were being tied around my wrists and ankles. "It's understandable, just not too tight because red marks are annoying." I responded with a tilt of my head before being thrown over the shoulder by what I think was probably the same guy. "Now let's get going- move out!"

Along with this began my journey as a underdog heroine-in-training. The heroine knowing the future events and past mistakes, the regrets that forever left scars upon countless hearts and the lost of many lives. The upcoming melodramatic apocalypse that would send the world of Eos into the 10 years of darkness which I will give it a name later on sometime in the future. Who knows where I'll end up here, maybe I'll survive and be able to see the happy ending to all of this- smiles and no pain but my own. I am the Vigilate, the opposite of the Somnus.

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II: Melodia