A pair of blue eyes flashed open to the blinding rays of sunlight, making the owner blink a couple of times to get use to it. The man sat up groggily and moaned while cradling his forehead in his palms. He lifted his head and looked around. He didn't know where he was. He was in a field of roses, dandelions, daffidels, sunflowers, and many other flowers. There was a forest off in the distance where he could see a T-rexaur wandering around. He had no idea where he was, or how he had gotten there.
Wind blew his blond hair in disarray. Flower petals flew in front of his face as he tried to remember how he had gotten here. However, he couldn't remember. He couldn't his own name or where he came from. He couldn't remember anything.
He stood up, but was unsteady on his feet. It took him a while to steadily stand, but he got the hang of it. His gray trench coat, adorned with a blood red sword on each sleeve, fluttered behind him as the wind blew. An object lay at his feet. It looked like a cross between a sword and a gun. He picked it up and began to walk, not knowing where he was going or what he was looking for…
This story is different from the ending of FF8. It takes place right after Ultimecia is defeated. And everything changes from there, meaning Seifer isn't seen at the peer with his posse. Think I should continue???? If this seems interesting, please R&R and tell me so! Thanks!!!! -Tuxy