Disclaimer: I am not Square Enix or an employee of the said company, therefore I do not own Final Fantasy XV. This fiction is purely written for fun, without any intention of gaining profit from this story.

Author's note: Hello and welcome to my story! This is the same Returner of Dreams I published nearly 4 years ago, but rewritten to accommodate the changes and the developments of the game: namely the character Stella is rewritten as Lunafreya, Noctis and co. having official names and voice actors, the setting of the game etc etc. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I did when writing it!


Prologue

"Thunder!"

The young girl squeaked the spell as a column of thunder appeared, yet sadly it slightly missed its target. The young, spiky raven boy next to her had a better luck – "Blizzard!" the shards of ice appeared and homed in to the target, perfectly hitting the target stationed 200 meters in front of them. The boy with deep, azure eyes then grinned, "I won!"

"No fair!" the young girl with cropped silver hair and round ocean blue eyes then squeaked again, this time complaining. "You're always better than me in casting spells!" He laughed at her, his spiky short hair was blown about by the wind – mocking her. The girl then screamed and stormed forward, trying to punch him as he then escaped her childish wrath; dashing forward through the giant backyard of the Royal Palace.

"Get back here!" she screamed with all her strength, forcing her short limbs to carry her as fast as the young Crown Prince dashed. "Someone catch him already!"

The young boy was confident he wouldn't get caught – after all, he's much faster and quicker than the girl – but alas, he didn't watch his steps and he tripped face first over a stone; his smooth and youthful face landed first on the hard ground. Dust flew over his petite figure, and he cursed under his breath. He then heard the footsteps of the young girl, as he then rolled over to face upwards. "Noct!" he could hear her voice calling for him, and soon her short figure towered over him, the sun right above her head shadowed her figure – however her eyes were still as bright as clear ocean illuminated by the sunlight. "Are you okay? You fell pretty hard," she then extended a hand, "C'mon, stand up." Noctis Lucis Caelum, the young Crown Prince then accepted her hands, and she pulled him straight again.

"Thanks," he scratched his temple although it's not itchy. "Sorry for mocking you just now, Diana."

The young girl – Diana Wayvern Claudius, hummed her acceptance. "It's okay. Just don't do it anymore, okay?"

"Uhh, yeah." Noctis then grinned. "I won't do it again, chibi."

"Chi, chibi?" Diana's brows dug deeply into her forehead, before she realized what the young Crown Prince had said. "Noctis!" she stormed in a fit of fury and Noctis ran away again, this time making sure that he wouldn't trip over again.