By: Strider Yoshi
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Hero's Rest
Introduction
Okay, this is my first fanfic, on Shining Force I. Shining Force is, by far, my favourite series on Genesis. Although the storyline was fairly standard (Evil being unleashed, go chosen one), the battle system was reallly deep, and ahead of it's time. The thing that stood out in my mind when I finished the game was that Max was going to quietly retire in some unknown village, where he'd just be a quiet farmer for the rest of his life. He'd be unknown, and no one would realize that he was THE Max, who had just saved all their asses from destruction. So I decided to write an continuation, following the Shining Force immediately after their victory over Dark Dragon. You may notice that not all the characters from the game have a role. This is because
1) There's over 20 characters and it would be very difficult to put every character in, plus I'm too lazy :).
2) Some characters I never picked up during the game, either because I didn't need the character (there's what, 6 knights in the game?) or because I really didn't like the character. For example, I never picked up Vankar because, I dunno, I think it was that damn moustache, plus his stats sucked.
Anyway, enough with the damn intro. All feedback would be appreciated, as this is my first fic. If anyone has the exact dialogue for that scene with Max in the ending, can you send it to me? I'm sort of working from memory of that scene, so as soon as I get the official dialogue, I'll have to change it.
Chapter 1
As Max walked, he realized how tired he was. Tired of fighting battle after battle. Tired of seeing the death of his teacher, Lord Varios, killed by Kane, while he stood by. Tired of seeing that same Kane, trying to redeem himself for his many crimes, sacrifice his life trying to save Max from Darksol. Tired of the responsibility that was put on his shoulders ever since the King of Guardiana had entrusted him with the mission of scouting out the Gate of the Ancients, putting him in charge of the Shining Force. Never mind that under Max's leadership, they had managed to defeat the greatest evil the world had seen, Dark Dragon, and had brought peace to the land of Rune. No, Max simply didn't care at that point. For all he was concerned, the world could be destroyed by a dozen Dark Dragon's, and it would just mean a quiet peace for Max. No, all Max wanted now was a quiet life, and a place to rest until the end of his days.
As Max continued to trudge down the path, though he had no idea where the path led, he wondered what exactly had happened. The last memory he had in his mind was, using the last of his reserves, whisking his friends off to safety, while he stayed behind in order to make sure Dark Dragon was sealed away. The next moment later, he found himself waking up in the middle of nowhere. Since then, he had been walking for hours, with no idea where he was going, or even a clear intention in his mind. All he knew was that he wanted to get away from it all for a while.
Finally, Max encountered an old man working on his fields. From the looks of things, Max decided, he seemed to be a farmer, middle aged, middle to lower class. Max briefly debated the merits of talking to him, and ended up heading toward him, as he had nothing better to do at the moment anyway. The farmer looked up from where he had been plowing the fields as Max approached.
"Greetings, stranger," shouted out the farmer cheerfully as Max came up toward him. "Where are you coming from?"
Max briefly thought about his answer. "Nowhere in particular, I'm just passing through." Max thought he should at least make an attempt to be civil. "How's the farming going?"
"The season's going great this year!" replied the farmer. "Ever since that Shining Force defeated that Darksol character, suddenly everything is changing. The weather's becoming nicer, people are getting friendlier. I haven't had such a great season since I was a young pup!"
Max had noticed this as well. During his campaign against Darksol and Runefaust, Max had discovered the weather was unpredictable, becoming unbearably hot at times, with bitter, Arctic winds coming the next moment. "That's good."
The farmer looked at Max curiously. "So, what are you doing up in these parts?" the farmer asked?
Max had no idea how to answer this, as he didn't even know where he was. "Well, I'm just looking for a place to rest at the moment."
The farmer gave Max an once-over. "Well, if you don't mind me saying so, you do look a little... run down."
Max looked down at himself and grinned ruefully. The farmer was completely right. Getting fried by a Bolt 3 spell doesn't help you win any beauty contests. After hours of walking aimlessly, Max was a mess. He realized he hadn't eaten or showered in a long time, since he had left Runefaust for the final battle against Darksol. He was back in his old traveling outfit, with a green tunic, covered by a blue cloak, completed with his unruly orange hair tied back with a green headband.
The farmer continued, "Well, if you're looking for a place to kick back your heels for a while, why not right here? If you don't mind looking after the fields."
Max thought about the farmer's offer. A nice quiet farm, where he would spend some time plowing away at the fields. It would be nothing at all like his time leading the Shining Force, in charge of the lives of dozens, the world's only hope against the forces of evil. It was perfect.
"Sure, that sounds great," Max said, smiling.
The farmer grinned in delight. "Alright, looks like I got myself an assistant! I've been short an helping hand ever since my son Crowe went off to join up in the army."
"Oh," Max said. "How is he doing now?"
"He's dead," the farmer said grimly.
Max thought about all the lives that had been lost during the War. General Elliot. Ramaladu. The King of Guardiana. Lord Varios. Kain. He looked up at the farmer with an mixed expression of sympathy, and regret. "I'm sorry."
"Crowe died for a good cause, fighting for what he believed in," said the farmer. "I have no regrets."
Both men were silent for a while. The farmer looked up. "By the way, I can't go around calling you 'stranger' can I? What name do you go by?"
Max looked up. "My name? My name is..." Max thought about it. He couldn't give out his real name, not when most of the world recognized it as being the name of the leader of the greatest group of warriors ever assembled, the Shining Force. Max didn't even know if the world knew if he was dead or alive. In any case, giving out his real name wouldn't be a wise move, not if he just wanted to settle down somewhere.
"My name's Peregrin," Max finally decided. Max stuck out his hand.
"Peregrin? The name's Draco, Edward Draco," replied Edward as he grasped Max's outstreched hand with his worn one. "Come inside, June probably has dinner ready inside, I can introduce you to my family." Max and Edward both strode away, toward Edward's home, off in the distance. Max gave an inward sigh of relief.
"Finally," he thought, "I can rest."
OK, what did you dudes and dudettes think? I know it's a little slow at first, but it'll pick up eventually. At least, I hope it will. Remember, all feedback is appreciated. If I missed a comma, tell me about it. I'm pretty sure I made all kinds of spelling and grammar mistakes, so if I did, I'd like to know. Please be kind. It's my first piece of work, show mercy!Strider Yoshi
Send feedback to:
strider_yoshi@yahoo.com
Hero's Rest
Introduction
Okay, this is my first fanfic, on Shining Force I. Shining Force is, by far, my favourite series on Genesis. Although the storyline was fairly standard (Evil being unleashed, go chosen one), the battle system was reallly deep, and ahead of it's time. The thing that stood out in my mind when I finished the game was that Max was going to quietly retire in some unknown village, where he'd just be a quiet farmer for the rest of his life. He'd be unknown, and no one would realize that he was THE Max, who had just saved all their asses from destruction. So I decided to write an continuation, following the Shining Force immediately after their victory over Dark Dragon. You may notice that not all the characters from the game have a role. This is because
1) There's over 20 characters and it would be very difficult to put every character in, plus I'm too lazy :).
2) Some characters I never picked up during the game, either because I didn't need the character (there's what, 6 knights in the game?) or because I really didn't like the character. For example, I never picked up Vankar because, I dunno, I think it was that damn moustache, plus his stats sucked.
Anyway, enough with the damn intro. All feedback would be appreciated, as this is my first fic. If anyone has the exact dialogue for that scene with Max in the ending, can you send it to me? I'm sort of working from memory of that scene, so as soon as I get the official dialogue, I'll have to change it.
Chapter 1
As Max walked, he realized how tired he was. Tired of fighting battle after battle. Tired of seeing the death of his teacher, Lord Varios, killed by Kane, while he stood by. Tired of seeing that same Kane, trying to redeem himself for his many crimes, sacrifice his life trying to save Max from Darksol. Tired of the responsibility that was put on his shoulders ever since the King of Guardiana had entrusted him with the mission of scouting out the Gate of the Ancients, putting him in charge of the Shining Force. Never mind that under Max's leadership, they had managed to defeat the greatest evil the world had seen, Dark Dragon, and had brought peace to the land of Rune. No, Max simply didn't care at that point. For all he was concerned, the world could be destroyed by a dozen Dark Dragon's, and it would just mean a quiet peace for Max. No, all Max wanted now was a quiet life, and a place to rest until the end of his days.
As Max continued to trudge down the path, though he had no idea where the path led, he wondered what exactly had happened. The last memory he had in his mind was, using the last of his reserves, whisking his friends off to safety, while he stayed behind in order to make sure Dark Dragon was sealed away. The next moment later, he found himself waking up in the middle of nowhere. Since then, he had been walking for hours, with no idea where he was going, or even a clear intention in his mind. All he knew was that he wanted to get away from it all for a while.
Finally, Max encountered an old man working on his fields. From the looks of things, Max decided, he seemed to be a farmer, middle aged, middle to lower class. Max briefly debated the merits of talking to him, and ended up heading toward him, as he had nothing better to do at the moment anyway. The farmer looked up from where he had been plowing the fields as Max approached.
"Greetings, stranger," shouted out the farmer cheerfully as Max came up toward him. "Where are you coming from?"
Max briefly thought about his answer. "Nowhere in particular, I'm just passing through." Max thought he should at least make an attempt to be civil. "How's the farming going?"
"The season's going great this year!" replied the farmer. "Ever since that Shining Force defeated that Darksol character, suddenly everything is changing. The weather's becoming nicer, people are getting friendlier. I haven't had such a great season since I was a young pup!"
Max had noticed this as well. During his campaign against Darksol and Runefaust, Max had discovered the weather was unpredictable, becoming unbearably hot at times, with bitter, Arctic winds coming the next moment. "That's good."
The farmer looked at Max curiously. "So, what are you doing up in these parts?" the farmer asked?
Max had no idea how to answer this, as he didn't even know where he was. "Well, I'm just looking for a place to rest at the moment."
The farmer gave Max an once-over. "Well, if you don't mind me saying so, you do look a little... run down."
Max looked down at himself and grinned ruefully. The farmer was completely right. Getting fried by a Bolt 3 spell doesn't help you win any beauty contests. After hours of walking aimlessly, Max was a mess. He realized he hadn't eaten or showered in a long time, since he had left Runefaust for the final battle against Darksol. He was back in his old traveling outfit, with a green tunic, covered by a blue cloak, completed with his unruly orange hair tied back with a green headband.
The farmer continued, "Well, if you're looking for a place to kick back your heels for a while, why not right here? If you don't mind looking after the fields."
Max thought about the farmer's offer. A nice quiet farm, where he would spend some time plowing away at the fields. It would be nothing at all like his time leading the Shining Force, in charge of the lives of dozens, the world's only hope against the forces of evil. It was perfect.
"Sure, that sounds great," Max said, smiling.
The farmer grinned in delight. "Alright, looks like I got myself an assistant! I've been short an helping hand ever since my son Crowe went off to join up in the army."
"Oh," Max said. "How is he doing now?"
"He's dead," the farmer said grimly.
Max thought about all the lives that had been lost during the War. General Elliot. Ramaladu. The King of Guardiana. Lord Varios. Kain. He looked up at the farmer with an mixed expression of sympathy, and regret. "I'm sorry."
"Crowe died for a good cause, fighting for what he believed in," said the farmer. "I have no regrets."
Both men were silent for a while. The farmer looked up. "By the way, I can't go around calling you 'stranger' can I? What name do you go by?"
Max looked up. "My name? My name is..." Max thought about it. He couldn't give out his real name, not when most of the world recognized it as being the name of the leader of the greatest group of warriors ever assembled, the Shining Force. Max didn't even know if the world knew if he was dead or alive. In any case, giving out his real name wouldn't be a wise move, not if he just wanted to settle down somewhere.
"My name's Peregrin," Max finally decided. Max stuck out his hand.
"Peregrin? The name's Draco, Edward Draco," replied Edward as he grasped Max's outstreched hand with his worn one. "Come inside, June probably has dinner ready inside, I can introduce you to my family." Max and Edward both strode away, toward Edward's home, off in the distance. Max gave an inward sigh of relief.
"Finally," he thought, "I can rest."
OK, what did you dudes and dudettes think? I know it's a little slow at first, but it'll pick up eventually. At least, I hope it will. Remember, all feedback is appreciated. If I missed a comma, tell me about it. I'm pretty sure I made all kinds of spelling and grammar mistakes, so if I did, I'd like to know. Please be kind. It's my first piece of work, show mercy!Strider Yoshi