EDIT (09/14/2013):

Amanda: I present all you a major editing update! Hahahah! Yes, I will admit that my writing has yet to be improved while getting my stories in check. I'm sure you recalled from the final chapter of Part II that I'm planning to revise this prologue and Part I and II before moving to Part III. So prepare yourself to read the changes if you are reading this again. Once again, I thank you all readers for your time of reading and support by leaving reviews for me. They are forever appreciated! :D

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Dragonite: About time, Amanda, about time!

Amanda: Drag! What are you doing here?

Dragonite: Oh nothing, I'm just looking over your story you promised to post up three months ago!

Amanda: Huh, I promise you a romantic fan fic of The EmperorxUltimecia, not Juxtaposition Theory, but I'm assuring you're just waiting for me to write something for your enjoyment while you take a break from your music studies and music writing.

Dragonite: Yep, that I admit.

Amanda: *sighed* Anyway, since you're here, would you like to do the honors of stating the disclaimer?

Dragonite: With all pleasure, my lady! *to readers* Dear Readers, while you read my guardian's first ever long-planned fan fiction, please keep in mind that she never, or never tried, claimed all Final Fantasy characters or the concept and creation of Final Fantasy Dissidia. Those belong respectively to the Square Enix Company who brought her great inspiration of doing this fan fiction. However, her story timelines, plot and original characters (aka OCs) respectively belong to her for she creates them in order to strengthen her ideal theory.

Final Fantasy Dissidia 014: Juxtaposition Theory

The Prologue

"History Repeats Itself for the Sake of Dissidia"

The Peace Ends, The Paranoia Begins

From what the Warrior of Light had lectured me, legends had it that the ten warriors of the harmonious goddess gained victory over Chaos and his warriors. Thus, the conflict what was endless has declared its conclusion and ended the Thirteenth Cycle of wars. The aftermath consisted a flowing flood of heavenly peace spilling over the lands affected by the war, and the Warriors of Cosmos return to their homes knowing for sure their home-worlds connected to the Dissidia World are safe from eternal distortion.

Now, it may sounded like a classic fairy tale, like those kinds of stories parents read to their children before bedtime, but it is more than just that. To me, it's the perfect story for telling my own children about the forces of good and evil and the legendary conflicts between heroes and villains.

And to tell that kind of story, we got the main protagonists, known as the Warriors of Cosmos, who should have a problem to deal with. After all, you cannot have a good story without a good problem that can actually be solved no matter the timeframe and circumstance, right? And here's the problem they encountered: They must face their respective antagonists, which are the Chaos Warriors, and eventually, the god of discord himself, in order to end the conflicted cycle. They were set out by the goddess's request of finding their crystals and they found them by defeating their respective nemesis. Each of them successfully obtained their crystals and returned to Cosmos, waiting for the next step of ending the Thirteen Cycle of conflict. That was where they reached the climax of the legend. Cosmos's sudden sacrifice shocked the warriors when she was supposedly "destroyed" or "disposed" by Chaos. Then, the god of discord started to unleash all his ungodly power and the fragmented worlds fall into true darkness, along with the warriors affected by this sudden event, all because of the crystals. Surprised and stunned, the warriors had no sight of the idea why Cosmos did what she had to do, and I find myself hard to believe that crystals would do such a thing to trick the warriors to face fate. Although the goddess was gone, the ten warriors had decided to make the best of their remaining time to face Chaos and beat the living out of him the best they can, believing that the crystals as final remnants of the goddess will help them succeed and avenged her death. That was the resolution, and hearing how they defeated the discord god will haunt me forever in my sleep. I love a good story with an even balance of conflict and resolve, as long it has a satisfied happy ending that is.

Anyways, like the legend told, the warriors defeated Chaos, and they learned that Cosmos actually survived his wrath. She claimed as not dead or destroyed, but rather, in my own thoughts, the warriors' motivation to carry on her final wish before the Dissidia world was to befallen into eternal distortion. Then before they knew it, peace returned to the lands filling each acre with hope, faith, and light. "To bathe the world with light" is what the Warrior of Light emphasize while telling me this profound legend. Taking notes to preserve the legend, I can almost visualize the aftermath when his words spoken aloud. I must find the time to produce a drawing or a mural about it sometime in the future, but for now, I lend my ears more further as Light told me about events happening after the aftermath.

He told me the warriors of lights' well-deserved holiday, sadly, came to a sudden end. Apparently, an unknown pair of high-ranked Chaos Warriors had planned to execute an unexpected ambush at Cornelia Castle, which it now serves as the goddess's home base for her warriors and provisions, and filled the place with weaker and annoying manikins to create distraction and disorder. It was unknown who were the masterminds who attempt to take control of the castle; however, Cosmos was quick enough to send for her ten warriors in time before it was taken hostage. Chaos, in return, calls his ten warriors to reinforce his army, and once again the fairy tale repeated. Because of this historic action, the period of peace ended shortly and the Fourteenth Cycle begins another round of endless battles.

I might as well call this new story: "History Repeats Itself for the Sake of Dissidia".

No, really, unless you happen to have different titles in mind, this would be the only good title I can personally give. For many reasons such as this: the two oppositional gods fought each other as if they were in a family feud, where one family tries their hardest to overcome another. One family able to triumph in victory while another plans for payback revenge. And then, repeat, whether some circumstances are similar or different or just exactly the same way as before. Whatever might be, that's how supposed to happen, according to the Juxtaposition Theory.

The Juxtaposition Theory (which is totally my make-up hypothetical list of yet-to-be-proved assumptions of why things came about good and bad) states that everyone and everything, including the world of Dissidia, persist their existence. Why is that you may ask? Because of two very different and oppositional components, which are harmony and discord, learn to coexist together. They do in a way that everything lived in a balanced order, no matter how good or evil they become. The worlds cannot exist without both of them. If harmony is missing or extinct, distortion will forever rotten the natural laws and screw-up the lands and citizens. If discord is disappearing and gone, then the world will become an undefeated utopia. Earth cannot be another Heaven or Hell. Earth can become both places, and should, because everything including the warfare conflicts will be evenly balanced. From an artist's point of view, I call this chorological order a balanced composition with even amounts of peace and paranoia taking turns to making significant events unraveled.

So personally what I had said above, I have no problem with the Fourteenth Cycle beginning. Just as long Cosmos and her warriors have a good chance of gaining victory again and save Dissidia and the connected worlds from eternal distortion, repeating the unforgotten legend, I should not worry. Or should I?

It was no matter because I begun to feel a slight of worry when Light told me something very unusual. That unusual has never happened in the past thirteen cycles the gods had experienced. The calm and quiet moment sneaked its way into the Dissidia World, just when the goddess's victory was to retrieve by her. She almost won until a long silence follows. No manikins were roaming about across the lands spilling their buckets of terror over the innocent victims such as the grass fields and steeping mountains. There was nothing to tease the triggers of the light warriors and even the dark ones. The atmosphere was stunned by this sudden silence. Though it was uncomfortable to bear, no one dares to disturb it and break its invisible barriers.

The only conclusion for this was the unintentionally break between paranoia and peace: The Ceasefire.

The Fanartist's Arrival in Dissidia

A momentary ceasefire was declared finally after a week of silence, and continues so on with no end in sight. It was also the only logical assumption Cosmos came up with as a grand verdict, and she decided to use this time to her advantage. She called for her ten warriors to bring upon them her request of recruiting, getting new people to join in the fight before the Ceasefire was to end. The warriors honored her wish, but in vain. They were not so lucky of finding anyone brave and bold and even available to join the war. Even for the warriors who fought in the past cycles, they were either deceased or retired. After their long search, the Warriors of Cosmos returned to the castle with their hands vacant.

All, expect for one warrior, known as the ex-SOLDIER Cloud Strife, who brought an unlikely newcomer with him. And that newcomer is me.

Yes, a new aspiring visual artist and fanartist who campaigned the Foil Intervention Project in Cloud's home-world of Gaia, in attempt to convince his nemesis Sephiroth the error of his ways and reveal the actual truth of his birth. And also I should add, the creator and mastermind behind the Juxtaposition Theory which I hope and pray it'll became common knowledge. You can call me Amanda, and you will soon refer to me as a new Warrior of Cosmos for it will be the grand honor to give my part to the army who fought for everything that is good.

With only our feet as our transportation, Cloud escorted me to their home base, which he told me is where they are resettled and reorganized. They usually used to regroup at the peaceful Sanctuary's Order where the goddess rests on her throne and discuss plans about resolving and handle conflicts. Instead, for this specific situation, the Ceasefire that is, they continued their battle preparations meetings in the castle instead, where trained guards and knights protected them from invaders and undeserved eavesdroppers. The Cornelia Castle is like any other medieval castle, only with more stability and stamina and this castle happens to be more magnificent and bold. Is it because of the flags as decoration or just an unique and lonely castle existed in the world (I know there are other castles and towers here but at this point I have no knowledge of those places yet)? No matter, at least I was expected to get some kind of hospitality and a place to rest after that long walk from the rocky roads in the Northern Cavern and the grassy plains known as Dissidia Fields.

On that day, which marked my first arrival at Cornelia Castle, I have never expected a welcome wagon from the warriors, but they greeted me in a warmly nice way. In fact, to my own surprise, some of them are super excited about having another female warrior added to the goddess's military-like family. Being beloved by everyone, I guess my Latin name, which means "worthy of love" made a lot of sense when surrounded by likable people. Why did I never see that coming? I don't need to answer that, it's obvious to me when I see it.

Moving in the lonesome Cornelia Castle, the goddess of harmony introduced herself and I follow the same custom. Looking at her for the first time caught me to think if I happened to die and immediately went straight to heaven. She's godly beautiful with her long golden hair cushioned a transparent veil and drapes in a long flowing white dress with almost inspired Celtic designs embroidered with golden linings. After our brief introductions, Cosmos explained to me the current situation about the Ceasefire. It's been almost three weeks, and no one or something breaks the silence yet. Relieved and slightly disappointed, I was expecting to have my first battle with the manikins with Cloud as my assist partner, but I know that time will eventually come.

Until then, it was time for me to get well acquainted and settled in Dissidia.

Warrior of Cosmos in Trading

The goddess and I continued our introductions in the castle's Lobby Hall, which serves as their battle preparations meetings, and our congenial talk. Cosmos is known as the goddess of harmony and order who spend her life living in Dissidia keeping its peace. For every beginning cycle she conjures the virtuous heroes from different worlds to battle against her archenemy and his summoned warriors. She didn't told me so much about herself afterwards, for I had been talking about myself more than she, but she expressed her delight to gain a new warrior to aid her. It was better than no recruits at all, and I couldn't agree more than that. She finds quite congenially as I told her my life as both an artist and fanartist, what my skills and talents were, and just a summary of my life so far. I even present differences between the Dissidia World from my own home-world, in which the goddess took slight interest of hearing them.

For example, I portrayed the similarities and differences between my actual home-world, the Earth, and the Dissidia World based on describing the conflicts and wars. Although the battling sequence and motivation sounded the same, there's a lot of differences based on the people who fight and serve and the enemies they face, along with their strength, demeanor, spirit, and other status that holds them together. I didn't go into more details because I slightly don't understand the complicated problems my home-world's experiencing, but I assured Cosmos that I am familiar with the conflict occurring in Dissidia. She nodded to my unlikely but understanding connection.

Importantly, transiting from my understanding to confession, I have to confess to Cosmos and her warriors that I barely contain any fighting experiences regarding in their society. Meaning that I am not quite a heroic-virtuous-legendary-fighter-warrior like Cloud and the other nine veterans. Sure, I was a former leader of the Nintendo Warriors during my teenage years, which those years still were distant memories far into my mind, and still have some related experiences from them. However, those situations, events, and circumstances were plain simple for me to understand and easy enough to execute successfully without having more than a second thought. This certain society however, is like the real-life Dungeons & Dragons on steroids. There are some factors and components I couldn't comprehend right away, and even if I did somehow, it would only resulted displaying my flaws. In addition to my confession, I only witness the aftermath of the Deepground incident in Cloud's home-world and begin my Foil Intervention campaign from there (and I was lucky to obtain help from his friends by their shared memories of their adventures to me). Though that might be, I still contain a good idea of what the experience could be like here in Dissidia since it's familiar where I had started, but I am still a rookie when it comes down to it.

Now, you were probably wondering, Hey Amanda, if you had little or no idea what the world Dissidia is like and have little or no fighting experiences in combat and battle, then why in the heck you came?

Well, what else can I say? Curiosity kills the chocobo, and moogles along with it.

Nevertheless, Cosmos advised, no actually requested me to learn more about the basic life in Dissidia, including providing a chance to get to know her warriors myself, Cloud excluded since I already knew him. Since she figured I am the only one who answers her call, she might as well try to make the best out of me, while the Ceasefire was still at play. I happily accepted her request, and, I immediately begin my training the day after my arrival.

Until the Ceasefire declares its end, the first four Cosmos Warriors, who were at the Lobby Hall at that time during the introductions, taught me the necessary things to survive in this world.

One is literally a knight in shining armor; blue-yellow chest plates and side plates, with a helmet containing a white flowing plume and standing-tall yellow horns. Under his helmet is his long silver hair and his straight demeanor face showing little emotion or character, but rather his will to protect the innocent from evil and bathe the world with light. The goddess's right-hand man, the Warrior of Light (who I mostly called him Light for short), will lecture me about the popular legends preserved in the series entitled Final Fantasy, including Dissidia which most of the conflicts cycles were recorded.

Another Cosmos Warrior, in monochromatic blue armor and cape and a colorful orange bandana, has a thing for weapons. I witnessed seeing at least eight kinds of weaponry (if including fists and martial arts) on him; lance and bow arrows behind his back, daggers attached to his legs, a shield secured on his left arm, his sword and axes wrapped about on his hips, and I could go on from here. He is like the real-living Swiss Army Knife! The sliverette haired colorful weapon-specialist, who goes by Firion, will knowledge me on certain weapons including each of their purpose. Through all the weaponry, I had decided on a specific sword that I used before and always will, my pride and joy, the Charcoal Blade.

An intelligent heroic kid is the third Cosmos Warrior, dressed in a bright prismatic red armor and helmet with a large white plume behind it, titled the Onion Knight (I immediately nickname him Onion, and even his helmet reminds me of that layering vegetable). The goddess informed me that Onion is very wise and intelligent for a kid of his age. Thus, it's essential for him to recommend me on tactic strategies both inside and outside of battle, along with when to use them in the right moment.

And finally, the fourth Warrior of Cosmos happens to be a mysterious dark knight by night and a handsome paladin in white-blue attire and dazzling white hair by day. He introduced himself to me as Cecil Harvey. He will see to teach me effective fighting techniques and combos that would fit into my fighting style, in which I mentally decided it should be based on my colorful and compositional knowledge. Informed by Cosmos, Cecil contain an amazing transformation ability and he's my soon-to-be forever inspiration on balanced compositions because of it.

These four warriors of light trained me every weekdays for hours on end. Those long hours were not brutal though, but they got to be sure that I'm ready whenever the Ceasefire ends and I followed the pace by studying every night to refresh my memories or rewording the texts to my own comprehension. So then, after that hard work and having the weekends off, I use that time to get to know the other warriors who had battled for the goddess.

Remember when I said I was likable by everyone? Well, I kinda lied, or not, exaggerate about it; only a few greeted me with a friendly welcome. The only veteran who didn't bother to blurt out a nice greeting once in a while is Squall, the brown-haired gun-swordsman in black-white. In the beginning getting acquainted, I would exchange a quick hello and goodbye and he would do the same, no more words came out after that. But regardless, and as the weeks rode on, he ignored me as if he had no interest. I put some efforts of having a small talk with him, trying to engage conversation with topics he might be interested in, but nothing improved. I really don't know him personally and I didn't want to waste any more time. So, I safely decided to give Squall space and allow him to come up to me when he's ready. And I hope it won't be long, for I have so many questions about his gunblade my mind was pondering about.

I already knew Cloud, the spiky Chocobo-inspired haired Buster Sword welder with still grieving emotions lurking within him. However, I would play catch-up with him starting after the Foil Intervention project. I asked him how was he and the kids back home and even about the better alternative source of energy besides Mako. He without hesitation answered my thoughts and acknowledges me about the source they're testing. They persist on the testing, but it is possible that it will be resourceful and efficient which enlighten me some hope. After that, he told me nothing much happens in his personal life. Knowing too well of his emotions and thoughts, I seriously don't believe him, but that was alright by me. I respect his privacy and left him to his thoughts.

In the meantime, there are more warriors to talk to, like the lightly-blue mime Bartz for instance. He is known as a wanderer but an adventurer at the same time, and what was interesting to me that he obtain the mimicking ability to learn every existing job class from thief to monk from knight to even a black mage (let's just hope he won't mimic my fighting style unless he asks). Let's not to forget the introduction of the blonde-haired monkey-boy womanizer Zidane who occasionally invited me and Bartz into his quarters for a hangout, or a special show they put together for my entertainment. During my first arrival, Zidane was the first warrior who greeted me a "lady's welcome", which is a small kiss on a woman's right hand, and caught me by surprise with a little blush painted my face. Those two young boys were the only warriors who first formed a friendship with me, and we kept them bonded ever since.

I also bonded a personal friendship with the magical Terra, a young woman in pink-red and a blonde-haired ponytail. I grown an understanding of how her powers blessed and cursed her, because my Aprixia is the same way; cursed me with a confusing profound British accent and a slight incomprehension of my speech, but blessed me with an artistic ability to counterfeit it. Terra felt cheerful talking to another woman besides the goddess and I was glad to lend my ears to listen. Then lastly, the energetic dirty-blonde-haired teen Tidus often joined in the hangout with me, Bartz and Zidane, and occasionally Terra. He introduced me to the game of Blitzball, which apparently how I understand it is underwater soccer, which with these two things together, I totally suck. I am not much of an athlete or nor I opened my very sensitive eyes underwater. But, with a convenient and helpful handicap that helps me handle those obstacles, it was a fun experience all the same.

Along with knowing the warriors, I also got to know my teachers personally as well. Now that is what I call getting well acquainted!

If class time was short or there wasn't much in a lesson and I was interested, Onion would invited me into his little complex card game called Magic: The Gathering. He suggested that playing a few rounds will help me think of strategies and ways of getting victory. Thus in result, I learned new strategies from it and that was a bonus. It turns out I actually enjoyed the card game because of the creative ways to customize your decks in your own liking. We often played Magic as least once each week when we get the chance. There were other strategically-based card games I've heard like Triple Triad and Tetra Master which I hope I try them out someday. Onion felt the same way, but we would need Squall and Zidane to assist us to understand them since they are familiar with the games.

After our class session at night if the weather conditions were present, Cecil would take me out for a small star-viewing event, since he's a Lunarian and a regular star-glazer. We would exit from the East Entrance of the Cornelia Castle and rest on the soft grass with our heads glued to the dark calming sky. We saw the stars forming into constellations that almost told me a story, in which the paladin-dark knight interpreted for me. During our star-glazing, Cecil openly describes to me about his family and his adventures in his home-world. I politely and interestingly took my ears to listen, especially the certain part of how he discovers his older brother, who is one of the Chaos Warriors in Dissidia. I eager him to tell me more, but he decided to change the subject by doing a game of 20 Questions with me, as a way to get acquainted with his pupil. Although a bit ticked from that subject switch, our friendship formed from there. As he opened himself to me, I opened myself up also talking about my family and friends back home, based on those twenty questions he asked me. Intentionally, I even told him I also have an older brother. Interested, Cecil asked for more information about him, but I decided not to since he failed to talk about his brother to me. Letting out a slight laugh, he finally gave in and told me about Golbez, his older brother who also goes by as Theodore. Returning the favor, I told him about my brother, who he and Golbez shared a similar past story. Somehow, after that night, our friendship converted into a father-daughter-figure relationship. The paladin is like my second father to me. Ever since we first met, he makes sure that I got everything I needed, always checking up on me to be sure I was alright and let me know if I had any problems at all I want to talk about, he's here for me. I wouldn't say that Cecil's really a overprotected fatherly warrior. He does have experience being a father to his son. To me, he's a mentor who taught me anything to survive and understand about the world I am in now, as if I was his own daughter. I liked him for his well-balanced composition being, and he remains my mentor and my second-father.

While having a father-figure relationship with the paladin, I felt another relationship coming on, only this time, it's romantic. When hanging out with the passionate Firion, it felt more like a date than a causal hangout. Being a gentleman he tries to be, he would take me out for a picnic in the Cornelia Gardens that displays breathtaking prismatic pink-red wild roses. We talked about our dreams while enjoying sandwiches and sparkling grape juice. The rogue seems to feel embarrassed at first talking about his personal life, but I assure him my ears are open without judgment, and as long I don't make any attempts of seduction, he felt comfortable talking about it. Then, there was something about him that convinced me that I loved him more than a mentor and friend. Firion is a very passionate warrior, and it was beautiful when he motivated himself with his "Wild Rose" which to him, symbolizes the world of eternal peace and free of tyranny. I had never met any man who is highly passionate and meaningful of a certain unusual thing that continues his persistence throughout the war cycles. With that apparent reason, I reached out to kiss him, to let him know his dream was beautiful. He flinched for the moment, probably wondering what I'm doing to him until he realized. And when he does, he later replied the kiss back knowing for sure he wasn't being seduced. He felt the same way about me, but he is not sure why. Maybe is it because I understood his dream, or was fascinated with my talents, or something else I cannot think of during that moment? Regardless, we eventually became an acceptable couple with limited age difference. We did not yet make it official since a romantic relationship between a teacher and student is a little scandalous for us to handle. Also, we cannot imagine of how the Warrior of Light or Cosmos would react if they found out about us. Just to be safe, we remained as friends until I finish my basic training, at least finishing Weapons and Equipment 101 with him. Personally, I do love Firion, but I'm not sure in a romantic kind of way. That kiss was my only reaction when hearing his dream, and I earned a nickname from him, his "Wild Rose". Time will only tell if this is true love, and if there is, there is no denying it.

Of all the warriors, with exception of Squall, the Warrior of Light was the only one I yet to talk to. I met some difficulties of finding him, after class, during the weekends, and even I when I did find him, he was working with Cosmos and the other guards on business. Then one night, at last, I found him on the third-story north-side balcony, alone and quiet as he looked upon the starry sky and the full moon bathed his armor with shiny light. Ha, no wonder why he's the Warrior of Light, his shiny armor beckons that. He was helmetless and his long silver hair flows with the gentle breeze. Like the goddess, he is godly handsome. I wanted to say hi to him and engaged in a small talk, but for apparent reason, I decided not to disturb his moment of peace. What was I thinking? It's good to not be rude for intruding, but I need to stop being so shy and start making connections to that warrior. Not only for the legends he told me about, but also just to get to know him. I mean, from a way I understand it, Light is the legend. He is the beacon the other warriors who look up to him when they are lost or unsure where to go. He inspired all of us to create a difference in our lifetimes. He believes we can bathe the world with light and bring back the peace that was taken by paranoia. How I was moved when he told me about the Dissidia legend and inspired to give my part of helping them out. I only wanted to let him know that he had inspired me completely to become part of this Fourteenth Cycle of conflict, and I want to thank him for his tutoring. But how do I say my gratitude to him? And when will be the right time for me to deliver it? Five minutes? One minute? Perhaps, right now?

Meh, maybe tomorrow when I get more strength and perhaps courage in the morning. Or some other time when I obtain enough good words that would describe my gratitude in which he can understand. Light will know eventually and will appreciated of hearing that he is a good mentor to me. In the meantime, I have important matters to think about.

The Origin of Juxtaposition Theory Characters

And that matter leads to this unanswered question: How in the name of Gaia would I be some help for the warriors and the goddess?

I returned to my quarters as I brainstorm possible answers to this problem. I gained confidence in my new abilities, no doubt, to fight the manikins and perhaps a couple of Chaos warriors. Light enlighten me with legends regarding to the Dark Warriors he called them; Firion acknowledged me with certain weapons that would bring much execution without flaws; Onion increase my knowledge of street smarts and strategies; and Cecil raised me to be a fine warrior for the goddess. Despite of getting to know the Warriors of Cosmos, I still don't know them very well including their nemesis. Knowledge is power, and that is what I lacked. Although containing good educated guesses, I am still lost and somewhat confused by this complex realm I'm currently living in. Would I be able to understand everything before the Ceasefire's over? Is there something I have not thought off that will help me in my abilities to help out others? Why am I stressed about this? Is there something I'm missing?

Frustrated, I needed to calm down for a while. I need distraction to refreshed my mind. With my pocket-sized sketchbook I carried about in my pockets, I begin drawing quick figures of the One-Winged-Demon Mephistopheles. As I remembered, she's the foil warrior of Sephiroth who intervenes between him and Cloud during a fight when she gathered enough relevant memories she wanted to expose him with. Flashbacks tackled my mind about my presence at the ShinRa Ruins in Cloud's home-world, and I recalled battling the formal general and the demon within me overtook my control and started the Dream Intervention, and then…

Wait a minute, my head suddenly caused a spark and lighted me an eureka moment.

A sudden idea is growing from a brainstorm, and thundered me an insight of what I can do to help the goddess obtain her victory. I remembered one component of the Juxtaposition Theory believes in creating a meaningful inspired character, like Mephistopheles, due to other people bringing inspiration whether they are aware of it or not. It has proven the demon's existence because she conceive to cause an opposite attraction to the One-Winged-Angel. In addition, she has similar features from Cloud; specifically his black demon wing which I had no idea of, which influenced her white demon wing to foil. I didn't realize that until she told me about it. Mephistopheles overheard my brainstorming moment and decided to join in, interested to hear what I had in mind.

So I told her. Fanartists like me create original characters, as known as imaginary friends, for a reason, which is the same reason artists intended of creating a work of art. The goddess of harmony seeks new warriors to aid her during the Fourteenth Cycle, so why not me putting my creativity to the test and create new warriors for her? In a short time I was given, I begin to prove myself I don't need to know all of the things to be inspired. All I need are the Warriors of Cosmos and Chaos to draft up the Warriors of Me. But just to be on the safe side, I will do research by asking the warriors their stories about their lives, and making myself aware of what their respective enemies are capable of. Better be safe than sorry.

Ever since that eureka moment, and with the help of Mephistopheles, I crafted another fanart project entitled the Juxtaposition Theory Characters (JTCs for short). During the six months of my work, I managed to craft up new warriors for each set of opposing warriors from each worlds and concepts from the theory. Juxtaposition is one of my personal favorite words, and it's meaning, how I understood it, is putting two or more things next to each other to compare and even contrast. In this specific case, is making something from the two warriors to create a meaningful character, and compose a representational warrior of a certain conflict between two respectful warriors. One, the protagonist (Cloud Strife), plus another, the antagonist (Sephiroth), equals a product in which I can cosplay as when facing either one the respective warriors or at the same time (thus, Mephistopheles). Not only this was to disguise my presence, but also my only best bet of figuring out what I can do to help out Cosmos and her veterans. And eventually, when the JTCs are created or rediscovered, they brought me additional information related to the Chaos Warriors and their experience with them. In turn for them provided me such useful news, I offer them the chance to face their foes along with helping the goddess guaranteed victory in the Fourteenth Cycle of conflict. They all agree to help out, and pull out a sketchbook I go, making them into reality. With that along with research and conversations with the warriors and inspired visuals and music, I started my project right away before any more time passed by me.

Now, to answer again your wondering question of why I came to Dissidia; I feel that coming here is the chance of destiny to start proving the theory I had long thought of in mind, and there is no possible way I would pass off that once-in-the-lifetime opportunity.

So, with the JTCs in mind, I've come up with more abstracted and a bit vague assumptions for the Juxtaposition Theory I hope to prove and my warriors associated with it.

Without Harmony and Order, there cannot be only Distortion and Disorder...
The first JTC that comes in mind is the determined female Warrior of Light whose inner balance is equal of harmony and disorder proves her persistence to see the crystals shine and the world bathe in light.

Without Dreams, there cannot be only Reality...

The second JTC warrior is a enchanted Wild Rose maiden whose beautified and flowerily dreams became a reality when a significant memento has given her a motivation to fulfill them.

Without Creativity and Heuristics, there cannot be only Common Sense and Logic...

The third warrior of the theory is an ongoing exploder whose contains numerous creative ways of using discarded crystal shards while keeping common sense in check.

Without Light, there cannot be only Darkness...

The fourth JTC is a dual-sword welder paladin whose equal use of light and darkness create a balanced composition to handle her internal and external conflicts.

Without Cowardliness, there cannot be only Bravery and Courage...

The fifth JTC warrior is a magical gypsy dancer who once scared but now demonstrates her constant courage as she dance through the void and survived every second of the voyage.

Without Free Will, there cannot be only Force Control...

The sixth warrior of the theory is a queer jester whose bipolar personality was well controlled while maintaining her free will from her hidden esper twin.

Without Similarity and Parallelism, there cannot be only Differences...

The seventh JTC is a redeemed half-winged demon whose collected and gathered memories marks the similarities and differences to her foil.

Without Connected Relationships, there cannot be only Solitude...

The eighth JTC warrior is a musical sorceress whose related connections from her enchanted viola protected and guided those who are in complete solitude or are in lost in troubled hardships.

Without Second Chances, there cannot be only Mercy and Trial...

The ninth warrior of the theory is a divine geomone known as the Demon of Life whose singing charisma voice brought passion and second chances through an opera-inspired trial.

Without Forgiveness, there cannot be only Sins and Redemption...

The tenth JTC is a black mage jockey whose heavy sins journeyed her on the road to redemption and forgiveness with Aeons guiding her path to there.

I'm not exactly sure how to describe the thoughts and feelings I had during that moment, but one thing I know for certain, that with the ten warriors and the ten assumptions from my theory, I can actually prove them in Dissidia and the mega question of how the worlds came to be abstractly will finally be answered.

All is left to do is to test them, and that testing will begin when the Ceasefire declared its end.

The Ceasefire Ends, The Theory Begins

Eight months passed since my arrival in the Dissidia World, and I feel that my time being well spent and staring to pay off. I have finished my necessary basic training from my teachers (will soon graduate in a special ceremony the goddess had planned for me), and I have formed friendships and relationships with the other warriors, expect for Squall but he will come around I'm hope. Along with that achievement, I managed to produce ten Juxtaposition Theory Characters (Mephistopheles included) who will aid their respected inspirations including Cosmos when needed. I planned to show the goddess and my teachers my creative thoughts into these characters, along getting their permission of using them to fight with us, and maybe if time allows, explain to them the Juxtaposition Theory.

But my not-yet-official art gallery just taken a rain check. It seems that peace was about to conclude its turn and let paranoid take over.

The guards of Cornelia Castle informed me that the Ceasefire that lasted for the period of nine months has finally declared its end. To make matters more interesting, two of my teachers, Light and Cecil, reported as missing. They vanished without a trace after the announcement was made from the goddess. Shocked as I heard the news, I assume they left to drive back the manikins from reaching the castle. Either way, no matter the context of our imagination, they are still missing. Remembering the lines of leadership, with the top two gone, Firion is now the temporary leader of the Cosmos Warriors with Onion Knight as his vice-leader assistant. The weapon specialist displayed the widen shock for his non-expectancy of containing the role, but controlled his emotions and begin to take the role seriously. Onion expressed the same emotion and take immediate action of plotting strategies for the battalions to apply. Instantly later, Bartz and Cloud return with the report that an army of manikins under Chaos's control are marching their way to the castle in three-days' time ready to attack if arrived. They never spotted the missing warriors.

Great, and I thought that my second life was never that interesting and exciting than my first life. Heh, I am being sarcastic there, mind you.

What I am not sarcastic about is considering the second-half of the war as my final exam. This is the time when I prove myself, as a new Cosmos Warrior, to apply everything I learned and use the knowledge to attack the forces of evil. With my ability of using my JTCs whose connections I believed are now much stronger, I can lure Chaos Warriors into what I call "the parent trap" and increase the chances for Cosmos's ongoing victory. I will do everything in my best ability to overthrown Chaos's plan of eternal distortion. I know that this project will work; Mephistopheles and the Foil Intervention has been successful in the past.

However, how do I tell Cosmos and the warriors about this battle idea? Or the better question is, do I tell them about it? The JTCs, even the demon herself, are the rough drafts of my creation, my raw fragments of the Juxtaposition Theory. Actually, everything I thought and create are rough drafts. My own warriors are novice and inexperienced like me despite of their knowledge of their enemies, but that apparently doesn't stop me of putting them into the test. I feel ready to test them out, just to see what would happen if this certain JTC answers my call. What do I have to lose? Maybe my life along with theirs, but artists like me always take the risk of getting their vision out of their dreams and put them in the world of reality. And that is the risk I am willing to take, for the sake of Cosmos and the worlds, for the sake of proving my theory, and for the sake of the balanced composition known as the harmonious balance.

I got three days to prepare, to get ready, and to come up with an efficient battle plan for my romantic-lover and leader. And I think I just got it. It seems that my little art show will still be hosted by yours truly. First things first however, I must fight off the manikins with my artistic abilities. With the fighting techniques Cecil taught me and my inner color nerd, I should easily fool them with flying colors. And the Onion Knight had advised me to save my energy and heal up before facing the real thing. I will take his advice and save my creations when facing the real Warrior of Chaos. I won't blind myself to tell the difference. At least those Sephy clone-like manikins won't able to fool me this time. In the meantime, I must prepare during those remaining three days of peace.

With those three days passed, the moment has come for the Fourteenth Cycle to resume its natural state of conflicts. Thus, my final exam starts now as I search for Firion to discuss my battle plans with him. I found him talking to the generals, who are Cloud and Squall whose responsibility associates with organizing and ordering the army. Then, dismissing them, he looks over from the balcony as he tries to spot a group of armed manikins far away marching towards the castle. Though his face was back of me, I can tell that he is starting to get nervous as the hours rode on.

Due to his emotional state, I will not tell him about my Juxtaposition Theory plan, at least not yet, until my warriors and I are really ready to end the Fourteen Cycle of Conflict. Instead, I am sure he will agree with the manikin-sweeping part of the plan. Eventually, my true plan will take place as density desires, just like the cosmos of the universe will come together in harmony when destiny shines, whether the warriors of light and the warriors of darkness are ready for it or not.

And thus, with me involved, the conflict resumes...

End of Prologue

Amanda: And so, my journey finally begins...

Dragonite: *dramatically* ABOUT TIME! Sweet Mother of Gaia, ABOUT TIME!

Amanda: Oh, be quiet Drag, and go write my theme song!

Dragonite: Okay... *leaves room*

Amanda: *to readers* Thank you for reading and for your helpful reviews (if you already provided one already). This is my first ever story on this site and every review is appreciated. Stay tuned for Part I Chapter 1, which is already posted! :D