A/N: New fic coming out, full of OC goodness and actual plot! Don't be alarmed by the tiny size; this is only the foreword, the prologue. No, this won't be a self-insert nor will it be a timeline-altering thing. This takes place in the days of STRQ, but no interactions between them and my OC (likely). Reviews are appreciated, even encouraged!
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Every flame glows bright at some point. Some glow brighter than others, and thus receive more attention because of it. Some grow dark, betrayed by other lights in the eternal struggle for power. Some, despite neglect and betrayal, grow to glow brighter than thought possible. Every flame has a story. Every story has a beginning. Every beginning has a spark. That spark can take many forms.
Our story begins not in a galaxy far, far away, but a completely different universe altogether: Remnant. A world torn by the creatures of Grimm, racism, a terrible and bloody Great War, and people whose only wish is for the world to burn, Remnant is not exactly the best place to live, but people make do. Many live in the four Kingdoms of Remnant, but some prefer the simple lifestyle outside the hustle and bustle of the Kingdoms, such as the well-known inhabitants of Patch.
The darkness envelops the terrain, pushed back only temporarily before they devour the flickering flames. However, it takes only a simple soul whose flame burns bright to fight back against said forces…