ATTENTION! Before you read this, you should read it's prequel, "Vastdimension Rouge: Futa Red Heart"

This story isn't really important. It's just a fun little idea I had in mind. If you enjoy it, then by all means, please keep reading.

Enjoy

Italics represent thoughts.

Rouge's POV

This morning, I woke up to the sounds of chirping birds and simultaneous chatter. Now I'm looking in the mirror. I notice the gold and blue relic around my neck. I think back to the time when I first found out about Ciel's true identity. I know her identity but I don't know mine. The oldest memory I actually have is waking up in the same bed I wake up in now. I was greeted by Savoire, who greeted me once I woke up. At that time, I was already a CPU and my nation wasn't considered as major as it is now. Savoire converted my little share energy into another CPU, by the name of Nessui.

I splash the water I previously cupped in my hands on my face. After washing up, I go on a trip to the four other nations. I transform and I begin to fly to south to Leanbox.

Once I arrive, I make my way to her Basilicom. Once I'm let in, Vert invites me to sit on the balcony and have tea with her. Chika pours our cups and respectfully leaves.

"Vert... Do you know much about your past?" I ask her.

She places the tea cup in the small white saucer in front of her, "Histoire doesn't really say much about it. I do remember her saying something about the four of us originating from a single entity at some point in time."

"An entity? That's bizarre..."

"Once we finish our tea, you could ask Blanc about it. She's sure to be more of help than I am." She smiles.

I nod and I pick up my cup and take a small sip of my tea.

"It's hot."

After briefly playing around with Vert, I said my goodbyes and I began my travel down south to Lowee. Forgetting about Lowee's cold atmosphere, I find myself sneezing constantly. Rushing through the snow, I impatiently burst into the Basilicom. I stop in my tracks to catch my breath. The giant door in front of me swings open and an irritated Blanc grunts when she sees me.

Before she can seriously hurt me, I attempt to calm her down, "Blanc...wait... I came with a matter of utmost importance."

"Why are you breaking down my damn door?!" She roars.

"I wanted to know more about you...!" I shout back, cowering.

The brunette's trembling ceases and she does her best to reduce the anger in her voice, "What was that...?!"

Fixing my posture, I clear my throat and repeat myself, "I want to know about the past of the CPUs and everything."

She let out a sigh of frustration and lead me to her office to chat. As we walk across to her office, a room with a door opened ajar catches my attention. I peek my head in and find the twins playing. Lucky them. They already know about their history. It must be nice to be a child...

We step inside and she hurries to her chair, the largest in the room, and slams a book into her drawer. My keen eyesight catches a glimpse of the book's title. Let's just say... Blanc must really have a lewd imagination when she writes.

"So what was it you wanted to talk about again?"

I take a seat and answer, "The past. The origins of you CPUs."

"That's a hard question to answer. It was fairly simple, we were born and we began to form nations. Overtime, we recognized each other's nations and we began to keep a casual alliance. That's pretty much it."

I sink into my chair and sigh with slight disappointment, "...I see."

Blanc takes note of this and she says, "I hate to admit it, but Neptune would be a reliable source for these kind of things. She remembers the weirdest things with a lot of detail."

"OK. I'll go see her next then. Thank you, Blanc."

We finish up and Blanc isn't afraid to kick me out immediately after. My next step is to go southwest from Lowee to Planeptune and see what Neptune knows about everything. I hope for the best and I begin flying.

I land on the balcony of her Basilicom and I look in through the sliding door. I see Neptune sitting on the ground playing a game by herself while the door to the hallway is opened, revealing Nepgear rushing back and forth. I knock on the glass and Neptune's head pops up. She races to the door and slides it open, immediately hugging onto me.

"Rougey! What's up, bud?"

"H-Hey, Neptune. I was wondering if you had time to talk..."

"Sure can! We can talk while we play video games, of course!" She replies happily.

I sit down on the spot next to her and pick up the controller. When the black screen fades, I'm shown a character selection screen.

"So, Blanc told me you'd know about the history of the CPUs."

"Ah, yes! I'm the reliable one in this situation."

She continues, "Histoire said that we might have originated from a being similar to Arfoire. Then Histoire helped build our nations or something..."

"'Or something'? You aren't sure?"

She takes a moment to think. To my dismay, she finally says, "Nope. I don't remember a thingy thing."

I hang my head sadly and I murmur the words, "Thanks anyway."

Beating me in our little fighting game, Neptune then says, "If ya really want answers, you should ask Noire. She's the most competent or whatever."

I turn to Neptune and a little pinch of hope arises in my soul, "Of course! Noire should know a lot more!"

Neptune stops me from getting up and grins mischievously, "You can go ask her after the next round, I meant."

My laughter stops as quickly as it began. Neptune's actually serious about not leaving before this next round. I guess another fight wouldn't hurt. I sit back down and I pick up my controller. I stare at the television and watch the loading screen increase in numbers, promising to myself to beat her this time.

Out of the kindness of my heart, I played a couple of more rounds with Neptune when she begged me to. I won most of them and at around our eighth or ninth fight, Neptune drifted off. I reach over and pull the blanket over her and I admire her adorableness for a moment. I took this opportunity to leave and go to Noire's nation. Instead of finding her in her Basilicom, Noire was out shopping for who knows what.

I quietly sneak up on her and I then whisper, "Boo."

The ravenette jolts and greets me with a flushed but angry face, "R-Rouge! W-W-What are you doing here?!"
When she asks that, she covers the logo on her shopping bags.

My joker face turns into a distraught one briskly, "You're my last hope, Noire. May you please tell me about the past of the CPUs. I know that you four originated from an entity that could have possibly been Arfoire at some point of time. I know that you also built your nations with Histoire's guidance and formed a casual alliance with each other. But I still don't know."

She raises an eyebrow, "Then that's pretty much it. Why do you need to know anyways? We trust you and...stuff."

"I'm having an identity crisis and I thought that if I could hear about you four, I'd have an idea."

She hesitantly puts her hands on my shoulders and straightens me up, "If it's that important to you, then why not ask Savoire? She's the only one in this world that could answer that question."

I bonk myself on the head from her words, "Of course! Savoire would know something like that! Thank you, Noire."

"Uh huh. Whatever."

I begin to crouch down so I kick off from the ground into the air.
Before I do so, I turn back to Noire and smirk in mischief, "By the way, that outfit would look very cute on you."
I fly away and behind me I hear her grunts of humiliation.

When I come to a landing, I revert to my human form. The relic around my neck jiggles and I stare at it grimly. I place my hand on the scanner to the door and it expands, creating an entrance for me to step in. Inside, I find Savoire reading a book while lying comfortably on the black and red sofa.

"Savoire..." I nervously call to her.

She closes her book and smiles, "Alright, where would you like me to start?"

"Wha-? But I didn't even ask yet..."

"It's my job to know you, Rouge. I knew you would want me to tell you about the Vast Dimension."

My jaw nearly hits the floor. I take a seat across from her and I make up my mind.

"I'd like you to start from the very beginning... My life and everything."

She nervously smiles, "I figured. Well that's a long tale itself, so we'll have to do this in intervals, 'kay?"

I nod and I watch her glare at the ceiling. She sighs happily and hums to herself before beginning.

"It was approximately two and a half centuries ago."

Author's Note:

And so ends the prologue!

Thanks for reading this story! If you're interested in a more sincere story about the past and adventure, then this is perfect for you.

Next Time - Rebirth

See you then!

-Skull