Hey guys! Guess who played FFXV? Me! I have never played the game series before but I do know it and when I got my onw PS4 I decided to play FFXV out of curiosity.
Spoiler warning!
I don't care what people say about it! I LOVED IT! NOCTIS AND LUNA FOREVER! My few complaints are they those two didn't at least a touching reunion before all the drama, Luna dies before she could hear Noct's voice again, Noct dies and that we don't get to see Luna fight! I have seen the omen trailer and watched Kingsglaive! She can fight!
Anyway... I also felt a tiny bit sorry for Ardyn. I feel sorry for the man he used to be not the one we see in the game.
I hope you enjoy this!
The White Mages.
A nomadic tribe of healers long forgotten in Eos history.
In the times before the Bahamut gave the first oracle his trident, the mages were the ones people would gather around to be healed.
They traveled far and wide healing the sick and aiding the poor as it was their custom to never turn away from a person's time of need. They treated everyone equally no matter how rich one was or how powerful they were, the Mages treated everyone the same and never turned one away if they could not afford treatment.
They used ancient magic for their healing and used herbal remedies as they viewed such herbs as gifts from the gods. Aside from healing and charity, fighting was essential in their lives. At a young age they knew out to draw a sword at a threatening opponent. They can kill if needed but it would be avoided.
The mages lived simple lives, their worldly possessions would often be no more than the clothes off their backs under their white hoods.
It was also a lonely life.
Once a mage reached the age of thirteen, they would break away from their tribe and head off on their own to help the needy and sick. Along the way they would be joined by fellow mages or those who wished to study to become a mage and together they would make their own tribe. The men and women were equal in every sense, they each cared for the children of the tribe and they would fight to protect their tribe side by side. And when it came to matters of the heart, it was very complex. A mage can only have one lover in their lifetime, a soulmate they would say. No one knows when it would happen but they did know that once a mage and their soulmate locked eyes with one another, their souls would intertwine and their hearts would beat as one. If one were to die than so would the other so they be together in the afterlife.
Quite a lovely story but there would be no happy ending.
Despite their best efforts, the white mages were powerless to stop the Starscourge as it rapidly spread throughout Eos. No ancient magic nor herbal remedy could stop the disease from taking over the human body.
As a result, the o people started to lose faith in the very healers they once loved and somehow, they blamed them for the plague and condemned them as heretics. One by one, a mage would be caught and executed by burning. Be it a man, a woman or a child no mage was safe and they were all wiped of the map and the history books.
All except for one.
….
She watched from afar as the fires consumed what was left of her caravan. The people welding their torches were celebrating as if they rid themselves of the monsters who let them die of the blight. When, in bitter reality, they just massacred the last remaining white mages.
Her friends and family.
Innocent children and babies who did not deserve such a cruel fate.
How she was able to escape would be a question she would asked herself.
Tears fell down her ash covered cheeks, she wanted to cry out but she did not. Instead she watched the people with torches. Her silver eyes that once held love for humanity were now glazed over with pure hatred and disgust.
'My people cared for you and treated your ills! This is our thank you!?'
"My, my, is that hatred in your eyes my dear Serenity?" a voice full of charm rang among the sound of burning wood and bones.
Ardyn, dressed in a black cloak that covered his once princely garbs, walked up to the young girl and placed a hand on a tear stained cheek, wiping the tears that dared to fall from her lovely eyes with his thumb.
"Hatred is not for you my dear," He said softly, "Though I will admit that it is justified."
Serenity said nothing but she threw herself in her lovers embrace, he turned the embrace by wrapping his cloak around her.
"We tried to help them! Why did this happen Ardyn?!" She sobbed but she knew the answers already.
Ardyn Lucis Caelum, the man was meant to be king, tried to save the world by absorbing the blight into himself while his beloved Serenity documented the plague in hopes of finding a way for her people to fight it. But their efforts were meet with disastrous results.
Ardyn was denied his rights to the throne by the hands of his brother and Serenity lost her people.
What a cruel fate for the lovers who only wanted to stop eternal darkness.
"Let's go darling, we have much to do."
In a rather flamboyant but gentlemen manner, he scooped up the mage in his strong arms. Ardyn felt that Serenity too exhausted to move after witnessing the fall of her people and running for her life.
Once again, the last mage was quiet as she rested her head against the man's shoulder. For a man who was called a daemon with no heart or mercy, he was surprisingly still the kind and gentle man she had meet for what seemed a lifetime ago.
Ardyn looked down at her beautiful face placed a soft kiss on her crown. At least he knew that he would not be alone in his quest for revenge.
Looking over her beloved's shoulder to look at the fire one last time, Serenity bid farewell to her family and friends.
And she bid farewell to the life she once knew.
The end of a prologue, I am currently writing the next chapter. See you guys then!
I do like to think that notes we see about the starscourge where actually serenity's. Oh and I forgot to mention that in the tribe of the mages there's no homophobia. Their soul mate can be anyone regardless of gender ^^