AN: This fan-fiction takes place in multiple character point of views, AFTER the reunification and regeneration of the worlds. Several characters have been reborn due to the regeneration, however memories have been submerged and it will take an event or a reference by someone they are acquainted with, to jog their memories as to who they really were before their deaths, and regeneration.

Pairings are as follows:

Aurion Kratos x OC

Sage Raine x Bryant Regal (Raigal?)

Sage Genis x Combatir Presea (Gesea)

Aurion-Irving Lloyd x Brunel Colette (Colloyd or Lloydette)

Fujibayashi Sheena x Wilder Zelos (Shelos)

Ka-Fai Yuan x Yggdrasill Martel (Martan?)

Characters will most definitely be OOC (out of character), with the exceptionof Zelos.

There will be HEAVY references to Kratos's love for Anna his late wife; however this is a Kratos x OC fan-fiction. I love Kranna but I really am a Kratos fangal and I refuse to write a fiction for Kranna before I write one with my original character falling for the hot four-thousand year old Seraph, whom has been my favorite character in the GAME, and the OVA(Original Video Animation) I am also a Kraine fangal, but I have yet to write a Kranna, and a Kraine centric fan-fiction, again please refer to my reasoning above.

AURION KRATOS (in the beginning), KA-FAI YUAN (in the beginning), AND YGGDRASILL MITHOS (in the beginning), WILL BE UNABLE TO SHED TEARS, TASTE, OR FEEL HOT OR COLD, JUST AS COLETTE WAS UNABLE TO DURING HER TRANSFORMATION INTO AN ANGEL. THIS HOWEVER DOES NOT MEAN THAT HE CANNOT FEEL JEALOUS OR ENVY FOR WHAT OTHERS HAD/HAVE, OR WHAT HE FEARS OTHERS WILL TAKE AWAY FROM THEM, REGRET, PAIN, SADNESS, AND FEELINGS OF LOVE FOR OTHERS!

There will be MAJOR Dirk bashing on the part of Kratos, you have been warned…

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW, ARIGATOU – The Akuren Princess

The Akuren Princess: "Hey Lloyden, you are Lloyden right? Anyway, will you do the disclaimer for me?"

Aurion-Irving-Lloyd: "Yeah, that's me…But who are you to ask for my name?"

The Akuren Princess: "Give me your name and I'll give you mine" *mimics his pose he uses at the Martel Temple when he first "meets" his father*

Aurion-Irving Lloyd: *stares in disbelief…*

Brunel Colette: *not realizing Lloyd is shocked speechless due to the fact that someone knows his trademark line and the exact pose he used four years ago that fateful day*: "Lloyd c'mon it'll be fun" *smiling*

Aurion-Irving Lloyd: "…"

Brunel Colette: "Dwarven Vow Number 2: Never abandon someone in need!"

Irving Dirk: "That's m'ah Boy! Oh, never mind…"

Aurion Kratos: (to him-self, all while glaring the "Kratos-Death-Glare-Of-Doom-And-Gloom") "He is NOT, and WILL NEVER be yours, Irving Dirk the Dwarf…if I Aurion-Kratos-Ancient-Hero-Of-The-Kharlan-War, Original-Companion-To-Yggdrasil-Mithos, Ka-Fai-Yuan,-Yggdrasil-Martel, Four-Thousand-Year-Old-Seraph,-Angel-Of-Death,- Blood-Father-Of-AURION-Lloyden, has ANYTHING to say about it!"*snarls the ending*)

Aurion-Irving-Lloyd: …"Dad! How can you think that Colette is me?!"

This question causes both "Dad's" head whips around and stare at their son, questioning his over-all stupidity levels and whether there was a brain under that head of wild hair.

Aurion Kratos: (Again to him-self) "I would never mistake Miss Brunel for you my son", all the while burning a hole in the unsuspecting head of his son's adoptive father with his best Angel-Of-Death-Glare.

Before Dirk can respond to his adoptive son's question in disbelief….

Out of nowhere...

Brunel Colette: Our Weapons Are "LOVE!"

Sage Genis: "JUSTICE!"

Aurion Kratos: *holding his forehead in the palm of his hand, running his fingers through his messy bangs(looking hot the whole time) and sighing out the words "…ugh…hope…" quietly but not so quiet that Lloyden could not hear them with his Angelic hearing.

Aurion-Irving Lloyd: *Begins to slowly back away from his friends* thinking that they are imposters, getting his father to be a part of that saying…he allows the crazy thought that his own father is an imposter.

Aurion Kratos: "Aurion Lloyden! Get over here now!" *catches the tail of one of swords sheaths and yanks his son to him so his back is pressed against his chest, an arm wrapped around his sons chest and his mouth dangerously close to his ear *whispering in Lloyden's ear with deadly intent, his voice dropping so low it could freeze Efreet's Lair, and give Celsius a run for her Money as the overall ruler over the Ice Element, and causing one Aurion Lloyden to ultimately freeze and listen to his father's ice cold warning* "If you do not do this Lloyden, then be prepared to "blame your fate"…this one, (looks over at the "innocent" authoress)…is even too much for a 4000 year old Seraph of Cruxis to handle…."

Aurion-Irving-Lloyd: *eyes bulging out of his head and teeth chattering*: "The Akuren Princess, Airen DOESN'T OWN Tales of Symphonia, however her own OC Akuren Airen is hers and hers alone"

The Akuren Princess: "Why thank you Lloyden, now we can continue on with this fan-fiction."

Aurion-Irving-Lloyd: "Hey, no one but dad can call me that!"

Aurion Kratos: "Aurion Lloyden!"

Aurion Irving Lloyd: …*gulps* (thinking to himself) 'I'm in trouble now…'

The Akuren Princess: "Thank You Mr. Aurion" *(bows next to him blushing the whole time)*

Aurion Kratos: *looks up from the book that he just started to get into* "You're welcome Miss Akuren" *reaches up and pulls Airen down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her and nestles his face into the crook of her neck gently kissing it before going back to his book, reading over her shoulder*

Aurion-Irving Lloyd: *looks at his father and his new arch-nemesis all cuddly with each other, then sees his father plant a kiss on the back of her bare neck* eyes bulging out of his head again as he stares on in horrified disbelief, then proceeds in the act of passing out and hitting the floor with a thud*

Aurion Kratos & The Akuren Princess: *ignores Lloyden, going back to enjoying each other's company and the book they have started to read together*

Genesis: A second Chance

Chapter I: Reminiscence of Regeneration

Kratos POV: (His and Lloyd's house)

Italics = Reminiscence

'Thinking'

"Talking"

I remember it as if it happened yesterday. My only son, Aurion-Irving-Lloyden, praying to the goddess Martel, my former companion of four thousand years ago, and unleashing the power bestowed upon him by Origin, my former summon spirit pact, and the Material Blade his other father Dirk forged in his home after I'd gathered the necessary ingredients for the blades to be forged, while I deceived him and his companions, forcing them to believe whole heartidly that I was a traitor, something that I was not proud of at all. He prayed for the regeneration of the world, and the reunification of the world as well as anyone who was innocent, and didn't deserve to die during the reign of terror another former companion of mine Mithos Yggdrasill carried out to full term.

I couldn't be more proud of him; he turned out alright with a Dwarf for a surrogate father in my absence, and without his mother to guide him. Lloyd stood for everything I believed in whole heartidly, and wanted to be and do but was too scared, too much of a coward to do anything about it. I sent up a silent prayer to Martel that my late wife and mother to our son Lloyd, Aurion Anna would be reborn after the reunification and regeneration of the worlds, but only time would tell if my wish was to be granted.

After everything was all said and done, Mithos Yggdrasill, Martel Yggdrasill, Botta, and that loud-mouthed-good- for-nothing chosen Zelos Wilder were revived in the area we were in. My beloved Anna, my other half, and mother to my only son was not among them, stinging the already gaping wound in my heart which was slowly sinking to my stomach with salt.

My eyes must have said it all, because my son laid an exsphere laden hand on my shoulder. Silent tears were glistening their way down his face, his whole frame shaking and it being conveyed through his hand on my shoulder. In that moment my cold outer emotionless exterior was shattered. I pulled my son into my arms, holding his shaking frame to my chest, resting my chin on the curve of his neck and shoulder where the two conjoined. I brought my hand to the back of his head still keeping the other wrapped firmly around his back, pressing his shaking form against me so he wouldn't collapse.

"Dad, why didn't she come back?" he whispered into my ear, and even though it was a ghost of a whisper, broken by sobs that wracked his frame, the question was loud, drowning out all that surrounded us, clearly received by myself, where it then proceeded to echo around my soul, forever to remain trapped within.

The memory of that night will forever haunt my waking and sleeping hours. I never was able to answer my son's question. As the seconds ticked by, his hands remained locked in my tunic, scrunching it within his fists and as he stood there shaking, gripping it so tightly his knuckles were white with the force he was exerting, that I was sure of.

I could feel the wet, warm tears as they fell from his face to be forever embedded in my soul. I prayed for Anna to rest in eternal peacefulness, and for her to finally find and to be granted the riches in life and love that could only be found in the after-life, that she deserved, and that I had never been able to provide and would never be able to, all because she was gone from this life and I was the one to blame…

I to this day have not been able to forgive myself for the atrocities that I have committed against both my late wife and my son. 'Forgive me Anna, Lloyd I was so stupid...'

"Oh…wait you're still here? Forgive me for allowing such a moment of self-pity to lead you off track from my memories and recalling that day so, without further interruption please let me continue on."

As I held onto my son, running my hand down the back of his head to calm and soothe him, a flash of blue assaulted my peripheral vision. Yuan, fresh from coming out of shock after the revival of his right hand man in his organization known to the now reunited world as the Renegades, Botta, assaulted Martel Yggdrasill, his one and true love for the past four thousand years of his extended Seraph life, within a bone shattering hug.

As far as Botta's revival and entrance into our newly regenerated world that day, yes, the same Botta who died in Rodyle's ranch that day, and the same Martel Yggdrasill who was struck down that fateful day by the same disease that Miss Brunel Colette, former chosen of regeneration on the Sylverant side, and current fiancé to my son Aurion-Irving Lloyd.

I figured the water must have preserved his body and seeing as it was a sealed room, the progress of his body's decay would have been much slower than if it were exposed to air. Martel Yggdrasill's body was preserved in the great seed, and protected and cared for by her younger brother Mithos Yggdrasill, my former boss, so her body was perfectly preserved by the mana. She was still as beautiful as she always was; perfect and not even four thousand years had changed anything about Yggdrasill

Anna, my wife was and will always be beautiful in my memories; however, she was laid to rest in the ground where her body decayed and was covered by stone shortly after her burial, forming a beautiful resting place where the weather could not ravage her. 'Anna, my beloved, I'll love you till the end of time, be at peace.'

I am truly sorry, Anna was and will always be a huge part of my life, so please don't hold my random tangents on how much I still love my late wife against me, for they are a part of me. Now I'll continue on with my memories of that day of regeneration and unification of the two worlds of Sylverant and Tethe'alla, into the world we now live on called Symphonia.

As Yuan engulfed Martel in his embrace, I could see them over Lloyd's head, he had nuzzled his face into the crook of her shoulder, his body wrapped around her in a protective stance.

A blur of blonde rushed across my line of vision then, followed by a blue being thrown away, which I had assumed to be one Yuan Ka-Fai. My assumptions were right, because said blue blur had been thrown rather harshly into the rock face behind us.

Mithos Yggdrasill, had thrown Yuan Ka-Fai off his beloved sister in his older form, and then reverted back to his fourteen year old form and buried his face in her abdomen sobbing.

I suspected that Mithos would never age; being an angel, but the older form of him-self remained, which he used to shove Yuan off of his sister with, so I guess he will be keeping it around. I just pray that twisted ambition of "Glory to the Coming Age of Half-Elves" did not get revived as well.

I glanced down at my son, whose body had stopped its tremors, but his hands still gripped my tunic, clinging to the material and my body for dear-life. I allowed it, because the reality of the situation was: I did not want to lose one more moment with my precious son. I'd already put him through so much, and now with the regeneration and reunification of the world complete, I had the time to be there for him, as a father, friend, and protector, to guide his life as he entered a new chapter, someone to talk when no one else would listen.

That was the ultimate gift the goddess had given me, a second chance at the start of a new life without all the oppression we were all under before this fateful day occurred.

I changed my gaze's direction, to where the loud-mouthed-good-for-nothing-chosen, Zelos Wilder had been returned to life. The young Mizuho chief, Fujibayashi Sheena had assaulted him, tackling him to the ground and embracing the knucklehead. After a heart-felt reunion and embrace, she turned and pummeled him into the ground. Her reasoning was easy to see, the idiot had maneuvered his hand down her waist from where it resided earlier, down to the curve of her hip, slowly sliding over the curve of her-…I turned away at that point, content on listening to the lovers spat, rather enjoying the idiot being pummeled.

I then turned my attention to the other couples that had united or reunited. In the background I could hear "Sheena, my voluptuous hunny, why…", the former chosen dazed and quite confused, even though the reason for his pummeling should I repeat should have been apparent and anyone looking on, or listening on like myself, knew. I half chuckled, it coming out as a strangled noise.

A weird expression crossed my sons face before it was replaced with that idiotic cluelessness that I had come to love. His big, brown eyes asking the question, even though he hadn't spoken it, it glimmered in his eyes. "Zelos, being Zelos, Lloyden, that is all you need to know" He smiled a genuine smile and went back to embracing me, burying his head in my chest, gripping my tunic as to never let me go or escape. I returned my gaze back to Mr. Sage and his love Miss Combatir.

Sage Genis, Lloyd's young half-elf mage best- friend, younger sibling to one Miss Sage Raine, was hugging one Miss Combatir Presea will all he had in him. I am sure even though she had returned to her normal age of 28, she remained trapped in the body of a child, and she equally liked him and I believe it would be good for the young mage, because she was a bit more mature than any of the girls her size.

The other half of the Sage Family, Raine, was comfortably in the arms of the ex-convict, Bryant Regal's arms. A smile plastering her face, a smile that hadn't been seen since the days when we discovered a ruin or an artifact buried and thought lost to this world for all of time. She looked beautiful and I couldn't help but feel a pang of Envy run through my body at the happiness the other man was bathing in, before I could contain it.

I, Aurion Kratos, one of the four Seraphs, original companions of Mithos, Martel and Yuan, was utterly alone. All that remained of my family was my son, Lloyd, and he and I had a crucial part of our hearts ripped out and I feared for my son more than I feared for myself. His mother was only in his life for one short period of time, and we as a family only had a short period of time before it was all ripped away and the three of us separated.

Four-thousand years could not prepare me in any way, shape, or form for the even that would turn my world inside out and brutally murder the person I was. A horrifying, A heart-stopping, heart-wrenching moment, my hand was forced to make a decision I never would have forced my worst enemy to have to make.

Those choices:

Either brutally end the existence of the one I loved more than anything in this life with my own hands.

Or.

Lose both my son and my wife.

There was no median choice; there never was when I so desperately needed one to be thrust into the chaos of a situation. I couldn't save both Anna and Lloyd and I had to make a decision that would break me with either of those decisions. Even when I knew what my heart screamed at me to do was what couldn't be done, my mind raced to find an alternative ending to this chaos that I'd been the genesis of, both the protagonist and antagonist in, and therefore, because of my inability to save both of them, I lost my ability to fight back, and my reasons for existing.

I chose the first option, and it had to be the most agonized choice of my entire life, even deceiving my own son from the time of our meeting till the unsealing of Origin's seal was easier than that choice. In the chaos of the moments, both preceding and following the event, my son was lost, Noishe along with him, down the cliffs that surrounded Iselia's human ranch, That one choice shattered, murdered, utterly annihilated who I was, and turned me into the perfect pawn for one Mithos Yggdrasill to control and force to do his bidding, because I had lost the will to live, and I hated myself. Now, I have a reason to continue on living, my emotions returned to me, my son returned to me, and Anna's love to guide both of us as we took on the world together.

Sylverant's former chosen Miss Brunel Colette stood alone on the cliffs, staring out at the stars that littered the now rapidly darkening sky. I whispered my son a few words of reassurance, gently loosening him from my form. His tears had stopped some time ago, and with his new found confidence I watched him join her on the cliffs.

My attention returned to Martel Yggdrasill, and Ka-Fai Yuan. Mithos was screaming at the top of his lungs at Yuan to get off his sister even though he knew full-well that they were engaged before her untimely death, and now that she was reborn, the same held true. I could see and hear that Martel scolded Mithos for his behavior towards her fiancé and his elder, and Botta waiting for a moment of clear air to speak to the leader of the Renegades and his friend. Yuan seemed to notice this and turned to him, the two walking off after a quick kiss delivered to Martel from Yuan. The two found a quiet area, exchanged words and then the two former and current Renegade leaders shook hands.

Yuan, my best and closest friend for the last four thousand years had Martel back, the love of his former and current life, and his right hand. The guy was finally smiling and happy, which he deserved, after my betrayal to Cruxis and my eloping with Anna….Yuan was severely beaten by Mithos day in and day out, for my betrayal. Mithos had no clue Yuan led the renegades at that point in time, and I am still one hundred percent sure that if he ever had figured out that the mutiny and opposition he faced was bred internally within Cruxis, Yuan would have died the moment Mithos had gotten out of his shock of learning the cold hard truth and feeling the sting of betrayal.

My mind once again drifted to Anna, why was I being punished, why the hell was I so unlucky when it came to love… She was the one I prayed for the most to be returned, sadly was not, and now I feared that I would never find love again. Fate however, had its own unique plan for me…

I snapped out of my memories, Lloyden, my son, snapping his fingers in-front of my glazed-over eyes, caused by my self-imposed stupor. "Dad, are you alright?" his voice full of worry, as were his eyes. I nodded yes to his question then turned my gaze out on the horizon.

It had been four long years since that event passed and was recorded in the record books of the newly formed world. Lloyd's twenty-one now, hard to believe that he's gotten that old since I first met him that fateful day at the Temple of Martel. He is now engaged to Brunel Colette, and happily in love, I just pray that there isn't a grandchild anywhere in the near future, one Lloyden and one Colette is enough of a hassle to control, and I can't imagine how their children would turn out, what side of the blood line they would inherit more, Brunel or Aurion. I sighed at the thoughts invading my mind, a headache setting in, my muscles tensing, and my mind overloaded with the possibilities of the two blood lines fusing within my own grandchild….

Someday I'd find the one meant to help fill the void Anna's death had left in my chest, but I'd never allow anyone so close as to replace my one and true love, Aurion Anna. Whoever I was to love in the future, would have to be special to be able to pierce my cage of ice that surrounded my being, to take my heart that belonged to her. That would never happen I was sure.

'Anna, I love you, till death do us part and there-after.' No I would never tarnish her memory by falling in love, and moving on, is what I thought. I was dead wrong, as fate was about to prove to me, by shoving me face first, unprepared, and reluctant as hell into the next events in my life that would leave me begging for more of what fate had to offer…

Airen's Point of View: Earth

I lay in bed, it was hot, humid and because of the two combined conditions, thunderstorms ravished my residential area of Earth where I lived. I was unable to sleep thanks to the uncomfortable condition imposed in my house. I had to be to work in seven hours, and I'd already wasted one and a half laying here unable to sleep. Enough was enough, my body refused to relax so I turned my T.V. on mute, plugged in my Nintendo Wii System, and putting in my favorite game Tales of Symphonia.

After the opening trailer finished rolling, and I had regained control of my salivary glands, did I start a new journey of Regeneration. Loading on my previously beaten game, I bought upgrades in the grade shop and then started on my new journey of world regeneration. I had arrived at the Martel Temple and my little group had met the purple-clad, mercenary with messy auburn locks, and the piercing, tortured, cinnamon eyes that had seen much death and the right hand Angel-Of-Death, former companion to Yggdrasill Mithos, Yggdrasill Martel, and Ka-Fai Yuan, and whom had played a role in the destruction of the worlds, (that I had come to love as I started the game back in 2004), known as Aurion Kratos when lightning struck the house, frying my T.V., Wii, and game disc.

I swore, not caring that I had woken anyone, if I had woken anyone up at all in the process. My favorite game, Tales of Symphonia, which I'd, had, cherished, loved, laughed, and cried along to with my favorite characters since that day I bought it in 2004 was FRIED!

Moments later another strike and I had not since let go of the controller from my earlier outburst of anger. I was electrocuted, my hands firmly gripping my controller, because my muscles were locked by the bouts of electricity running through me, as black invaded the edges of my vision, and I fought to stay conscious. A far off voice muffled so much I couldn't make out what they were saying called out to me just as I fell unconscious moments later, still holding onto the controller…

The Akuren Princess: Martel, that took forever… sorry to leave you all at a Cliff-Hanger :p Please comments, questions, concerns and feedback are welcomed, below you'll find and ending much like the opening. ENJOY!

The Akuren Princess: "Kratos, your son is still on the floor passed out, and he cannot stay there all night, he'll catch cold."

Irving Dirk: "I'll get e'im, he's mah boy anyway"*moves to pick up the sleeping form of Lloyden*

Aurion Kratos: "Dirk if you touch my son, I'll rip your arms off and feed them to Noishe…"

Irving Dirk: *sweats and thinks better of his action, his arms are his work after all* Dirk retreats back to his house, his heart left pounding in his chest after the verbal threat that Kratos delivered to him in the same Icy voice as he confronted Lloyden with about the authoress * "why does that guy hate me so much?"

Aurion Kratos:*returning to the conversation left before Dirk entered it* "He can stay there, but I am sure Miss Brunel is waiting on him to go to bed. *Taps Lloyden on the shoulder* "get up Lloyden, Miss Brunel is ready to depart to the land of dreams…"

Lloyden doesn't move…

The Akuren Princess: "Figures…I bet if I kick him he'd get up*smiles*"

Aurion Kratos: "That will not be necessary Miss Akuren. Violence does not solve anything" (to him-self)* 'what the hell did I say that for?, I've spent the last four-thousand of my years using violence to solve everything…*)' "I have no choice then" *gently picks up his sons limp body and cradles him to his chest, ascending the stairs without the use of his wings and carries the sleeping adult to his room.*Miss Brunel following with a quick good night to the authoress.*Glancing over his shoulder at the authoress sitting in the chair they occupied together earlier to read the book* "I will be down shortly to pick up where we left off in the book." Locking eyes with one Miss Akuren, after getting her response, nods to her and carries his log of a son up the stairs, not that it's any trouble to him, Lloyd could be 500 pounds and Kratos wouldn't feel a thing or care, his son is his son and he would go to the ends of the earth for him.

The Akuren Princess: "Sleep well Colette" *smiles at the former Chosen* "I'll be waiting for your return Kratos" *holds up the book, using her fingers to mark the page's they left off on* (Thinking to herself) 'This story seems…familiar…I wonder if I've read it before?' Anyway PLEASE REVIEW! ARIGATOU!