Hello! This is Mr. Thoughtless here! So the story you (readers) are looking at is an epilogue of what happened in Persona 3 FES: The Answer. It takes place 2 years after the events of the game and with the face of a new protagonist. Also, this is my first story I've ever written up, so if you could please be a little kind and not comment vulgar things. Also, if you (readers again) see ANY grammatical errors, please contact me so that I can revise it. Thank you, and enjoy.


Persona 3: Resurrection

by: Mr. Thoughtless


Prologue

Iwatodai, a modern Japanese city built and funded by the multi-billion dollar industry known as the Kirijo Group. During the day, it is a nice city with most of its inhabitors friendly. But during midnight, something dark happens...something evil...

2 years ago...

Huff* Pant* Pant*

"Go away!", I screamed.

But the monsters, these creatures with some type of black aura surrounding them, didn't heel. They were just coming right after me. Their eyes, black, and their claws, bloody, were reaching towards me. I darted as fast as I could, but I knew that it was only a matter of time before they would reach me. As I looked back to see how close they were to me, I accidentally tripped on a large crack on the side walk. The fall twisted my ankle and immobilized me.

"Shit! Come on stupid leg! It's just a sprain! Come on!", I screamed to myself.

Just as I turned around, the monsters were ready to pounce on me. I closed my eyes and screamed from the top of my lungs:

"NOOOOOO!"

"PERSONA!"

*Bang!

…...After a couple seconds, I opened my eyes.

In my mind, I was thinking, "I'm dead...For sure, I'm dead...", but when opened my eyes, all I saw was blood across the pavement.

More shocked than relieved, I panicked.

"Wh-What the-? Where did all those monsters go?"

Suddenly, I hear a voice calling out to me.

"Hey kid, you okay?"

As I turned around, I saw a teenager, probably a bit older than me, with blue hair and wearing a high-school uniform.

Though still in shocked, I still managed to stammer out a question.

"Ye-Yeah... D-Did you do this?"

The blue-haired boy was silent, but nodded his head. He helped me get up and carried me to a safe place near the alley of the street. After tending my leg and making sure that there were no more signs of enemies nearby, he was ready to leave. Right before he left to the blood-stained streets, I quickly asked him a question.

"Wh-What's your name?"

The boy stared back. A moment of silence occurred.

"O-Okay. Never mind. You don't have to-"

"...Minato"

"Huh?"

"My name is Minato Arisato."

He smiled and left.