Discovery of the Last Day
Chapter One
AN: This is my first fic, so please tell me if this is a good start. I started writing a Tales fic on a notepad, but lost it somewhere, so I'm doing this on a whim (right word?).
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of Symphonia. I own various different characters that you would not recognize from the game(because they're not in it), and several terms.
It has been six hundred years after the worlds of Tethe'alla and Sylvarant have been united by the Tree. Many a traveler has explored each world and think they know all there is to know. They explore great caves, giant hilltops, crumbling ruins, agonizing towers, and even brave the occasional wild beast that might still roam the plains. Everyone and everything is beyond normal. There is a mana surplus in all the world.
Scholars have pored over colossal tomes in search of what the ancient Lloyd Irving has discovered on his last day alive. Rumor has it that he found a way to become a Summon Spirit, and can channel different powers. Others thought of their own anecdotes, and said he had found a prized gem with an unknown meaning. And so came about the ritual, taking place every half a century.
A child would be born with a faint blue line on his/her scalp; a symbol of discovery. That child would be taught to analyze different people's pedigrees, and narrow down the choices and find what Lloyd the Great discovered on his Last Day. One day, scientists predict, mana will again be choked from the atmosphere, and the Discovery must be awakened, or all would be lost.
This is where our tale begins…