A Ragnarok the Animation Fanfic

By Haru Glory

A/N: This is my first Ragnarok fanfic, I hope you guys like it. It's base on the animation and a little from the manga and the game. Well, enough chit-chat, here's the first chapter, enjoy!

Ragnarok Chronicles Silver Story

Chapter 1: The Swordsman from Prontera

The choice between two things. The forked road that every person brought into the world must eventually face. A cross road. Whichever path they choose, they lose something. Whichever path they choose, they are unable to find happiness. But are there really only two paths to a forked road?

Prontera, the capital of the kingdom, Valsug. It was almost spring, and the highly anticipated festival on Rune-Midgard was just a week away, the 'Festival of the goddess' as it had been known in Prontera was now the talk of the whole city.

Being the capital of the kingdom, it was just a plain sight so early in the morning that there are already people all over the city – much more in the square, normal citizens of the kingdom and adventurers from all over Midgard alike. It is for this reason that the shops there are opened well before the sun rises, you can guess how many hours of sleep the shopkeepers and merchants have left.

Amidst the crowd of Swordsmen, Knights, Crusaders, Archers, Hunters, Merchants, Blacksmiths, Accolytes, Priests, Mages, Magicians, Bards, Dancers – you name them, there was one swordsman who stood out from the rest of his class. He is the youngest of all the swordsmen there are, only sixteen years of age. When you even first look at him if he isn't wearing the swordman's usual clothing, you would just think of him as a normal citizen with no job whatsoever. Even when he is wearing the said clothing, there are only a few people who would even believe that he was already a swordsman. He had auburn hair and golden yellow eyes which were quite rare. His body was just a normal teenager's body, no bulging muscles or anything, he was a little bit skinny for his age and he wasn't that tall.

This young lad had only passed his swordsman test two days ago, and up until now, no matter how many people still don't believe that he had passed, he still have that smile of his plastered on his face. Everyone at the residential area of Prontera, and even the shopkeepers of the town now who this young man is, he isn't that brave a fellow and he hadn't done much. The only reason they knew him was because of the girl living with him and the girl's deceased brother and the fact that he and the girl is currently living in Prontera's residential area. His name is Roan.

Roan had been living with the girl for almost ten years now ever since the accident that occurred in Prontera. It was the accident that took a lot of lives, and that includes Roan and the girl's parents and the also her older brother. It was winter in the capital, and everyone was preparing to leave for Lutie for the annual Kingdom Christmas Party, it had been peaceful that everyone thought nothing could go wrong. That was when, all of a sudden, from the gates of Prontera, dozens upon dozens of monsters appeared – all with the intention to kill. The Pronteran Chivalry and all the other adventurers that were in Prontera, all those with the skill to fight flocked to stop the demonic onslaught of the monsters and Roan and Yuffa's parents were one of them.

It would seem as though the defenders would win the battle, for they managed to drive out most of the monsters that attacked the city. But then, a dark cloud of smoke appeared and from that dark cloud, the most powerful monster that was ever seen appeared, the king of monsters, Imperia appeared and killed all that opposed his minions. This included both Roan and Yuffa's parents. There was no one left to fight at that time, and Imperia had turned his eye on the two of them, that was when Yuffa's brother, who was a knight at that time appeared to protect both of them…but alas, he too fell before the king of monsters. Those who survived the onslaught had Keough, Yuffa's brother to thank, if it wasn't for him, then the hero that appeared to save them, the legendary Chaos, could not have arrived in time with his companions. Roan was lucky that he learned how to take care of himself at such a young age, for when his parents were out on their adventure, he would usually be alone to take care of himself or Keough and Yuffa would keep him company until their parents return. It was for this reason that Roan took it upon himself to take care of Yuffa, and for this reason also, that he vowed to protect her no matter what.

As it was Sunday that time, Roan was in charge of shopping for groceries and it was the very reason why he was up so early in the morning, walking on the streets of Prontera with a parcel full of groceries (which consist of three dozens of Yuffa's favorite fruit – the banana) which he was carrying in his arms.

"She could at least have come with me." Roan thought as he walked, "She was the one who wanted all these bananas."

It didn't take Roan that long to get to his house where both he and his childhood friend, Yuffa were both living in. When he got there, he saw Yuffa dressed in her Acolyte garment, which surprised the young swordsman.

Yuffa is of the same age as Roan, she has a blue hair and green eyes. She's a perfectly fit young woman, who many in the residential area likes. She maybe kind, but Roan knows not to make her angry for she could easily make you pay for it with her one of a kind slap.

"Why are you dressed up?" Roan asked as he saw her, "Are you going somewhere, Yuffa?"

"Don't tell me you forgot, Roan." Yuffa said.

"Forgot? Forgot about what?" Roan asked as he placed the parcel on the table and began to sort the groceries up.

"You promised to go to with me to the cementary." Yuffa reminded him, "I told you didn't I that I want to visit him?"

At this, Roan remembered his promise, "Oh, yeah…I remember now! But, why so early in the morning?"

"No apparent reason." Yuffa replied as she stood up and began to help Roan with his work, "I just…miss him."

At this, Roan stopped for a moment and looked over at Yuffa. He could not help but feel sorry for her, she lost not only her parents but her older brother as well, it was worst than his case.

"Alright, after we finish things here I'm going to get change then we'll go visit Keough, okay?" Roan said.

At this, Yuffa nodded, "Thanks Roan."

Five minutes have passed and the two finally finished sorting things up. As Roan had said, he went to his room and as quickly as he could, change into his Swordsman's clothing for he wore his normal clothes and even though they were only going to the cementery, Roan decided to bring along with him his sword.

After another five minutes, Roan descended from his room ready. When he did, Yuffa noticed the sword which hanged on his belt.

"What's with the sword?" Yuffa asked.

"I'm a swordsman, I always carry a sword." Roan replied with a grin, then he noticed something at Yuffa's back, "Besides, I should be asking you why you're carrying your flail."

"I just want to." Yuffa replied sternly, "Besides, even though it's almost been ten years and nothing has happened…it's always best to be prepared."

Roan nodded, but just before they went outside he told her, "You know Yuffa, you shouldn't worry about fighting…leave that to me. I promise you didn't I, that I will take care of you?"

"And what should I do then? Hide?" Yuffa asked with a scowl, "I didn't become an Acolyte just to do that, you know."

"I know that." Roan said with a smile, "Besides, I didn't told you to hide, did I? What I meant was, I'll fight for you and in turn you'd support me with your magic. It's team work."

Yuffa didn't say anything to this, she just nodded and smiled which was enough for Roan. And with those said, the two began to walk towards the cementary.

It took them a while to get to their destination with all the people which made it hard to walk for no matter how wide the streets of Prontera was, it was still packed with different people from different walks of life. When they got to the cementary though, they were surprised to see someone standing infront of Keough's gravestone.

"Do you know that guy, Yuffa?" Roan asked.

"No, I haven't seen him before." Yuffa replied.

The man which stood in front of Keough's gravestone was perhaps in his late forties, he had a long flaming hair which was tied behind his back and much to their surprise, have the same color of eyes as Roan. By the sword he was carrying and by how he stands, Roan and Yuffa could tell that he was a warrior, but what job class, they have no idea.

"You're brother was a brave man." The man said, "But if only he had been strong enough to hold on for three more minutes, then he would have survived."

"Hey, that's not a nice thing to say, mister!" Roan said, "Besides, we don't even know who you are."

"Oh, I'm very sorry about the lack of introductions." The man said, "Just call me…Kyle."

"Mister Kyle, what did you mean when you said if my brother could only have hold on for three more minutes then he would have survive?" Yuffa asked.

"Yuffa…" Roan was about to say something when the man, Kyle answered her query.

"If your brother could have hold on for that long, then the legendary Chaos and his companions would have arrived just in time." Kyle replied, "They would have helped him fight Imperia off."

"How did you know that three minutes was all he needed to survive?" Roan asked, "We couldn't even tell how long it was before Chaos appeared."

"That," Kyle said as he began to walk away from them replied, "is something to be discussed for another day."

And before they know it, Kyle had vanished amongst the crowd.

"What's up with that guy?" Roan asked, "He could have said it some other way. Are you alright Yuffa?"

"I'm fine, Roan." Yuffa replied, "I don't really mind what he said…but, it somehow rings to me as the truth."

And with that, Yuffa sat down on the grass patched ground in front of her brother's grave, Roan remained standing though. He was used to this by now, and though he would not like to admit it and listen to what the people were saying, he knew that they had the same thought that Kyle had, that three more minutes and Keough would have survived. He could not help but admire Yuffa, though she too could hear what the people was saying, she didn't got mad at them or told them to have even a bit of respect towards her brother instead of saying that 'if only he was stronger' line all the time. Whenever he asked her about it when he gets the chance, she would just tell him that the people are probably as sorry as they are for the lost of her brother, he was one of the strongest willed knights around.

It was already noon and still Yuffa was there silently talking with her brother, and Roan was still standing beside her.

"Yuffa?" Roan whispered over to her as he kneeled beside her, "Yuffa, it's already noon. We should go back home now, I still haven't cooked any lunch for us."

At this, he placed his hand over Yuffa's shoulder, Yuffa in turn, grabbed his hand which caused him to blush. He always does so when Yuffa holds his hand, even when they were still little up until now, he hasn't got used to it.

They stayed like that for one whole minute until Yuffa let go of his hand and stood up.

Turning around, she smiled at Roan as she said, "Okay Roan, let's go home."

Meanwhile, as Roan and Yuffa were walking back to the house. Somewhere in Prontera, a Swordsman, who is a little bit older than Roan was running, searching with excitement for someone as he called that 'someone's' name.

"ROAN!" The swordsman called as he ran, "ROAN! Oh man, where could you be? It has finally opened - The White Cave!"

To be continued…

A/N: Well, there. I hope you guys liked it. Please tell me what you think of this fanfic - in other words, please review. With that said, this is Haru Glory saying "PEACE" and signing out. Take care everyone, until next time!