What would you do if you were thrown into the Fullmetal Alchemist world but not when Ed and Al were born but even before the homunculus in the flask. What if you were like the Avatar of the world, what if you were the bridge between the humanity and the Truth. And if we are being honest how the hell does a human even make the homunculus in the flask without a little help. Might be Mary Sue but really who cares~ Solf J. Kimblee X OC. My first fanfiction~
She gasped. The first thing she saw was a gentle glowing, like fireflies against the pitch black sky. It was strange she thought, her mind a cotton filled mess, this is what the universe looks like.
"Why am I here, I died, I know I did" she rasped, her voice like two grating stones "Maybe this is the afterlife, maybe this is hell because that's where I deserve to be".
"No my child you are destined for a far greater future, one that holds greater pain then your past life, and one that you will truly treasure" the new speaker's voice reverberated around the darkness the girl was floating in. It sounded remarkably like what she imagined a star would sound like, light and feminine but old, so very old, and just the slightest bit sad.
"Who are you? Are you God? Or Shiva? Or Allah? Or Parvati? Or are you my own hallucination" the girl wondered aloud in her muddled state.
"I am whomever you wish me to be, but some call me the Truth"
