Author notes: So I haven't updated any story in a while sorry for that. I got a little sidetracked by Final Fantasy XV, but I am finally done with the game (more or less) so I decided to write this little one-shot to get back in the swing of things.
This is a parody and shouldn't be taken to seriously. While liked the game I never really watched the Kingsglaive movie or the anime so there is a lot of background information I don't know about. Not to mention that my gaming sessions were rather spread out so if something was in the game there is a good chance I don't even remember it.
As some of you may know there is new game+ option in the game. In the new game plus you start the story from the start, but with the same stats, items (and weapons), skills and level that you have at the end of you last save without increasing the difficulty. So basically at the start of the game you already strong enough to beat the final boss of the game (and probably much stronger if you have done all the endgame content). In this little parody Noctis experience what it feels to be in a new game+ and suffice it say he will be more than little confused (note: he is not actually aware that he is in a game. He simply has all the benefits of being in a new game+) Again this is nothing more than a parody to get back in the swing of things and shouldn't be taken to seriously. Edit: for some reason it turned out to be more of prologue to a full fledged time-travel story instead of a parody. Weird I did not intend to do that. Oh well. Maybe I will write a different version in the future.
New game+
The afterlife was not exactly what he expected it to be. He was not sure what he had expected. It had really never crossed his mind after all as there never really had been time for such thoughts, but this? This was not it.
He was in a room, a relatively familiar room. It was dark, but the moonlight come from outside the window was enough to illuminate the room to such a degree that he could at least make out his surroundings.
The afterlife is a room in the The Galdin Quay hotel?
Snoring drew his attention and he noticed he was not exactly alone. His heart ached as he made out the other three occupants of the room. They were there; all three of them. Were they dead to? They had been alive when he had left them, but they had been in the middle of a deamon infested hell hole.
As he got used to the darkness he was able to make out some more details of his friends, his brothers … they looked younger, more familiar. They did not bear the faces that had been so familiar yet so strange. He raised his hand to touch his cheek.
Smooth.
Ever since coming out of the Crystal his body had felt weird. Like he was occupying a stranger's body, but this, this felt familiar. His whole body felt more familiar. When the moved his hand and held it at eye-level he noticed something else. The ring. The ring that denoted him as king. It was no longer on his finger.
He honestly wasn't sure what to feel about that.
It was his ring.
The ring of the king. The ring of the Lucis line.
It was also a chain.
A chain to a fate that led him to his death. Led Luna to her death.
He honestly did not mind not having to carry it for rest of his afterlife.
His eyes then fell upon another item and his brow rose in confusion.
They have phones in the afterlife?
As he pondered that questioned he picked it up. Yes that was definitely his phone. One hell of a sturdy model that had survived far more than it had probably been designed for. He unlocked it and for a moment he smiled fondly at the background image. That smile faltered however when he saw a date and a time.
Was this punishment?
was this another one of Adryn's tricks?
Had he even really beat him?
It wouldn't be the first time his mad ancestor had messed with his mind, but whenever he did his mind had always already be in turmoil and it had always been small things. Not his complete surroundings.
Feeling completely restless and not able to sit still any longer Noctis put on his boots and quietly moved out of the room. Making sure not to rouse the others. Regardless of what they were; illusions, dead souls or perhaps even something else he could not deal with that right now.
As he moved through the hotel his eyes took in the familiar sights. As he watched all the people who despite the late hour were walking around he could not help but remember how there had only been deamons the last time he had seen this place.
As his feet carried him further and further away from the place he had woken up and down the long bridge leading up to the hotel he noticed even more familiar sights; the pier that had proven to be an excellent fishing spot and a place that he always liked to visit whenever they had found something for Dino, the caravan where he and the guys had spent a number of nights when they hadn't wanted to wasted their limited funds on the far more expensive hotel and … the Regalia. His breath hitched as he caught sight of yet another thing he had lost. A source of countless memories he had been forced to leave behind.
It looks all so so real.
Could it really be real?
His attention then was caught by something else. Well outside the range of the light surrounding the hotel, but still clearly iluminated by the light of the moon was something Noctis was more than familiar with.
An Iron Giant.
As he took in the sight of the hulking giant that he was not ashamed to admit had scared the crap out of him the first time he had seen one of it's brethren only a single thought entered his mind.
Now that is something I know how to deal with.
Without even thinking about it he held out his hand and the familiar weight of a trident soon rested in his head. He shifted in a stance to throw the Royal Arm and without a moment of hesitation he threw it high up in the air warping after it soon after.
As he floated in the air above the giant Noctis could only repeat his early thought.
Now this. This I know how to deal with.
XxX
Well that had been surprisingly easy.
After the increasingly more difficult foes he had been forced to face lately. The Iron Giant had proven himself to be far weaker than he remembered and even the Red Giant that had showed up soon after had only taken little more effort. The heat of the deamon's sword had been nothing compared that of Ilfrit.
If nothing else at least the fighting helped clear my mind.
As he stalked back to where his friends were sleeping Notctis went over what he knew.
Fact: according to his phone it was the sixteenth of May, 756, the day of the treaty signing.
Fact: That date had been nearly eleven years ago.
Fact: His friends looked as young as they had when they had began their journey
Fact: This place wasn't a Deamon infested hellhole.
Fact: on that date he most definitely did not have access to Luna's Trident or any of the Royal Arms for that matter. The fact he could sense the presence of all thirteen of them in the back of his mind ready to be called did little to help clear his confusion.
Fact: If he had fought an Iron Giant alone at that stage of his journey or even worse a Red Giant. He would have died. He would have died horribly.
Fact: All those fact did little to nothing to answer what was going on.
Fact: He needed some answerers or he swore he would get mad.
As soon as he reached their shared room he slammed the door open. As expected the two members of the Crownsguard immediately shot up from their respective beds and his former classmate followed soon after, albeit considerably more reluctantly.
''Get up, we are leaving.''
XxX
As it turned out the guys were convinced they were supposed to take a boat to Altissia in a couple of hours so they were not at all happy he had dragged them to the Regalia and had taken of … or maybe they were not happy with his driving style … or maybe it was the fact that he was driving like that because he was dodging deamons left and right.
''Still nothing?'' He growled to his sworn shield.
''No I can't reach him. Just what's going on Noctis?''
If he knew that then he wouldn't be so confused now would he?
He wasn't even sure what had happened in the Crown City on the night of the treaty signing. He had always been to angry to ask Cor or Iris or any other survivor of the attack on the city what had happened exactly. The empire had destroyed his home, had killed his father that was all he needed to know, all he wanted to know.
''Look it's complicated.'' Noctis answered not sure how he could answer without sounding like a completely crazy person. ''Try your sister then, see if she picks up and … tell her to be careful.''
''Uh Notct,'' Promto asked from the back-seat and glance in the rear mirror showed he was holding the chair in front of him tightly while his gun, his very crappy looking gun was held nervously in the other. ''Not that I don't trust you or anything buddy, but you are not just getting cold feet are you? Because if you are I am sure there are better ways to deal with it!''
Noctis growled in irritation. Maybe he should have left them at the hotel. If they really knew nothing then he might only be putting them in danger. No on second thought that was a terrible idea. Until he knew what was going on he was going to keep a close eyes on his friends.
''It's complicated okay.'' He repeated. ''Just be prepared for a fight. I swear I will explain everything soon.''
As soon I have some answers myself anyway.
