Summary:Edward never knew about his older brother, the one who was conceived a long time before he had been - dead before he had a chance to live.

Edward stared blankly at the transmutation circle, his leg bleeding out while the chance of getting his brother's soul connected to the armor thinned with the time he wasted. But he couldn't help it - after having sacrificed his arm something had come out with him.

Or rather...

Someone.

The demonic teenaged-looking boy grinned evilly at him, rushing up and holding his neck while he opened his mouth, letting a green fog slip out. Edward's eyes dimmed slowly, and just as he died, his arm raised and he drew the circle onto the armor. He let out his remaining energy and died.

And he rose up, arm and leg forming again with a vigor unknown.

"Tch, ochibi-san needs to learn how to take care of his body."

Envy smirked.