Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy I or any of the towns related to it, unfortunately, oh well.
Author's Note: This is just a story I made up in my spare time that focuses on my group for Final Fantasy I. It has nothing to really do with the game until the end of the story. R&R and Enjoy.
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The Gathering Of The Magi
Chapter 1: The Black Mage
Fire, nothing but Fire; He would have thought that there would be somebody casting Blizzard or Thunder, but no, he had to grow up in a village of pyromaniacs. "Come on Drangol!" His father called to him. "You should try putting out this new Fire spell I just learned!" Drangol's father cast Firaga at him, which he quickly dodged. Drangol cast Blizzaga to put out the Fire. "Oh c'mon, Dad," Drangol called to his father, "You know I have trouble with Blizzard spells."
"You seemed to pull it off nicely there, I'm surprised." Drangol's Father smiled at him. "Considering that everyone in this village is obsessed with Fire, I'm a little surprised I managed to do that myself; I can cast Blizzard better than I can cast Fire for some reason." "You're just a special one, son."
"Then why do I feel like something's missing?" Drangol asked his father. "I don't know son, but you'll find it someday. You should probably get some sleep for now." Drangol followed his father's instructions and went to bed; however, for that night, he could not help but think about that one missing thing in his life.
When Drangol awoke the next morning, he saw his father and mother discussing something. All he could make out was: "He feels... missing... should... get out to see... villages... maybe even visit Cornelia." before his parents noticed him. Drangol's father walked towards him with a serious look. "Son, your mother and I have been talking and we've decided, maybe it's best for you to get out of the village and see the rest of the world. If you can, come and visit us every once in a while." "I'll see what I can do." Drangol gave his father and mother a rare smile from underneath his hat.
Drangol packed what he would need, got some money from his father, said goodbye and let his mother baby him for a little while, and set off.
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Alright, that's the beginning, I hope you found it alright, it's not the best work, I know, but it should get better. R&R please