Dissidia Rebirth
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Chapter 3: Final Fantasy II ~ Cosmos ~ ::::Weizhe::::
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Shifting uncomfortably on the back of his Chocobo, Weizhe couldn't help but eye the two Knights -both of whom were seated in their own Chocobos- in front of him warily.
Hardly 18 years, Weizhe was a young male with a slight feminine built, easily seen by his slim arms and legs. His face was hard to see as a white cloth is tied around his nose and lips, completely covering the lower half of his face. A white piece of cloth is tied around his forehead, the ends reaching down to his lower back with a single red gem located in the forehead area. His dark brown hair barely passes his lower neck, the bangs split on the left side of his eye, letting some strands fall over his right eye. Weizhe's eyes were the color of dark blue, easily distinguishable against his tan skin. A white cloak is draped over his shoulders, hiding his most of his body from view. Golden bangles were located on the upper parts of his along with golden bracelets on both wrists. However the one on his left has a chain attached to a ring which is wrapped around his middle finger. Both hands are wrapped in white gloves lined with gold dotted with a gem in the middle however doesn't go past the bracelets around his wrists and the palms of his hands. A a piece of armor decorated with carved designs is seen under his cloak however only covers the upper half of his chest, leaving the rest of upper body and abdomen bare. A white sash is tied around his waist, keeping the long cloth that wraps around his waist, the ends practically touching the ground, the edges decorated with the familiar red triangles of a white mage. White baggy pants are seen underneath the long piece of cloth with Golden anklets are around his ankles on top of them along with cloth that goes around his feet with sandals. Finally, a gem earring is pierced on both ears, dangling as he continued to travel.
"We're almost there."
Jumping from the sudden sentence, Weizhe only nodded, keeping his hands tightly around the reins of his chocobo.
He was summoned to the castle of Fynn, a place he hadn't seen since he was about 2, a age too young to recall anything. So jumping off of his chocobo in front of the large castle gates caused Weizhe to feel small, tiny compared to the large wooden doors. As another knight took the reins of the chocobo from his hands, Weizhe jumped as the doors slowly popped open, causing him to stare warily inside.
"Follow me" one of his escorts said as he walked passed him, causing Weizhe to reluctantly follow several seconds later.
The castle was large, the ceiling even reached beyond Weizhe's imagination. He awed as the chandliers' glow make the marble floor shimmer and the glass pane windows added into the marvelous structures decor. Paintings of past kings and queens deocrated the walls along with flags pinned every now and then that carries the emblem of the Royal family of Fynn.
Though amazed, the white mage misses his home of Mysidia, a secluded town almost entirely populate by mages, a place where it was warm but yet cool during the night. Thanks to its isolation by the woods and mountains, the town was always peaceful, even during the time of the reign of Emporer Mateus. Weizhe recalls the feeling of warmth and peace back at his hometown before being asked by the two knights in front of him to travel back to Fynn, apparantly needed for a great problem back at the Kingdom. Heaving out a wary sigh, Weizhe found himself already within the audience chamber, a magnificent room of tiles and decorate armor and rugs. In the middle of the room sat two thrones, both of whom were occupied by a female and a male.
Encouraged by the two knights to approach the throne alone, Weizhe reluctantly approached, stopped a few feet away before kneeling in respect. causing the woman to smile.
"You have grown Weizhe," the female said, causing Weizhe to stare at her quizzically, "the last time I saw you, you were merely a child."
A foggy memory of the woman appeared in his mind, causing Weizhe to bow his head in respect, "I am glad that you remember me, Queen Hilda."
The male seated beside glanced back and forth between Hilda and Weizhe before sticking his gaze upon the white mage, only smiling as it slowly dawned on him.
"I see," He smiled, "no wonder you look familiar."
Weizhe bowed to the male, "I am proud that you still remember my father, King Gordon."
Getting up from his bow, Weizhe then added, "I presume that you're here for a friendly visit?"
"As long as I am King of of Kashuan, I believe that my kingdom can fair well without my prescence," Gordon smiled, "of course, I leave my son, Joshua, to ensure everything is in place."
This caused Hilda to laugh, causing Weizhe to stare at her puzzled.
"My apologies," Hilda giggled, "though Joshua is our son and is a junior amongst his peers, I am happy to say that his ruling is better than both Gordon and I together."
"Once he ascends the throne he will be a perfect King," Gordon nodded before he frowned, "however I am unsure if he will be able to rule two kingdoms by himself."
"Of course he can," Hilda exclaimed, "he is a smart boy and you know that Gordon."
This caused the King to chuckle, "Perhaps you're right."
However, soon after, both of their expressions turned serious.
"Though your prescence here is always welcomed, I am sorry to say that your summoning here is not for a visit," Queen Hilda apologized, "we need your help Weizhe."
Hearing the last few words had caused Weizhe to blink in surprise. Though an expert in the arts of white magic, Weizhe is still a white mage in training, his goal to reach the ranks of a White Wizard.
"May I ask on what I am aiding in?" he asked, his dark blue eyes gazing up the King and Queen.
Gordon nodded, "Have you ever heard of the boy Raizel?"
"Raizel? The son of Maria and Firion?" Weizhe asked.
He gained a nod as a response.
"I have heard of his name," he replied, "but I've never met him in person."
Weizhe lifted his head, "Did something happen to him?"
The King and Queen glanced at each other before Queen Hilda replied, "He's missing."
A wave of shock spread through the white mage however he kept his composure, keeping his expression calm.
"For how long?"
"Two days at the most," Gordon answered, "however it is not unknown through the kingdom for Raizel to leave before dawn."
"But Raizel usually returns before the sun disappears behind the horizon" Hilda added in, "thus we are worried something had happened to him."
Weizhe tilted his head in thought, "And you want me to find him?"
Hilda nodded, "There are no mages within the kingdom of Fynn and those who know magic aren't strong enough to aid in the search of Raizel. That's why we send two of our Knights over to Mysidia, to bring you back here."
"Will you aid us?"
Hearing this, Weizhe contemplated on what he should do. Something within him told him to avoid such a subject, to avoid helping them with the search of Raizel. However even with his feeling of dread within his stomach, Weizhe bowed to the King and Queen.
"I shall do what I can," He replied, earning himself a smile from Hilda and Gordon.
"We shall find an escort to your room."
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Hearing the door slowly shut behind him, Weizhe heaved out a lonely sigh as he sat upon the bed. He doesn't understand why he had accepted their help. After all, he met them only once and he hardly remembers them and being raised in the secluded village of Mysidia doesn't help to answer his question. Forcing himself to stand, Weizhe headed to the balconey, opening the glass doorways as he stepped outside. Almost immediately, the breeze hit the loose cloth wrapped around him, billowing as Weizhe approached the edge and used his arms as support as he leaned against the banister.
The view was breathtaking, Weizhe had to admit. The red roofs of the buildings below stick out against the stone tiles around them and the walls were tall enough to defend almost any attack. However, though the walls of the kingdom was tall, the trees were taller as half of the plant is easily seen past the walls. Today the sky was cloudless and the color of pale blue, the small but warm breeze adding into the feeling of peace. But even though it was a tranquil sight, Weizhe couldn't help but still miss the feeling of magic surrounding him and the feeling of the source of power where the mages gained their abilities. Heaving out another lonely sigh, Weizhe forced himself away from the view and headed back into his room only for him to immediately head to the door and started to walk towards the audience chamber. He wants to learn more of what was happening.
Upon entering the audience chamber, he slowly came to a halt when he found both thrones to be empty. Questioning the guard at the entrance, he soon learned that Hilda and Gordon were attending an important meeting about the overpopulation of fiends. Hearing this, Weizhe mentally groaned. That just means that he's going to stay here longer than he wants. Exiting the audience chamber, Weizhe ventured around the castle, uncaring where the halls will lead him.
Will I be able to do it?, he mused to himself.
Though Weizhe's skills in white magic was brilliant in the eyes of regular mages and knights, to the white mage himself he sees many flaws and lack of pratice, causing him to feel self doubt about his own skills. Thus Weizhe is unsure if he will be able to locate Raizel, a famous child of rebels. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, Weizhe slowed down to a stop as his eyes glanced many rows of bushes, decorated with the familiar color of red. Taking in more detail, Weizhe saw many flowers planted around the bushes and he could tell that they were carefully taken care of. However, Weizhe couldn't help but release a soft smile as he approached one of the bushes, admiring the color of the roses that sat upon it.
"Beautiful," he commented as he delicately placed a rose between his middle finger and index finger, gently pulling the rose from the bush that it had bloomed upon.
The second he had pulled the plant from the leaves, a warmth overwhelmed him, causing Weizhe to instantly jerk into battle stature, unsure of the unknown phenomenon.
Aid comrades and allies with the knowledge of white magic
Hearing the voice as serene and calm, Weizhe relaxed, closing his eyes as he felt the warmth continuously grow within him. Then the next feeling he felt was similar to flying, feeling suddenly weightless as he felt the energies around him change, the entire time his eyes were closed. It is only when he felt his feet connect to ground once more is when he finally opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a brilliant glow of a female adorned in white silk, a soft smile appearing on her features.
"You're the first one that didn't seem to be surprised" she commented.
Knowing fully well that he was in the prescence of someone with high power, Weizhe knelt down on one knee and bowed, only to stare in surprise as he found the area surrounded in water.
"There is no need to be so formal," The female said, gesturing for the white mage to stand whom responded by doing so, "my name is Cosmos and-"
She paused, her azure eyes slowly turning uncertain.
"My...my apologies," she bowed her head once in apology, "my strength...it sometimes leaves me suddenly so I must..."
Slowly she faded, causing Weizhe to tilt his head in contemplation. Who was that woman anyways?
"Hey!"
Jumping, Weizhe twirled around only to come face to face with another warrior. Upon seeing him, Weizhe gave him a nod in greeting.
"Greetings, my name is Weizhe" he introduced.
Knowing that the white mage will do no harm, the warrior smiled as he held out a hand, "Nice to meet you Weizhe, the name's Raizel."
"Raizel?" Weizhe looked up at him in surprise, "You are Raizel? The son of the two rebels?"
Raizel stared at him puzzled, "Y-Yeah. How did you..."
His voice faded, realization slowly dawning on him, "You're from the same world as me aren't you?"
Weizhe nodded, "I was given the task of searching for you after your disappearance. Apprantly the kingdom of Fynn holds you quite dearly."
Smiling sheepishly, Raizel suddenly snapped his fingers, "Oh yeah!" He turned to the side, revealing another silver haired teen seated nearby.
"That's Light," he introduced, "like us, he was summoned here as well."
"Summoned?" Weizhe turned his dark azure eyes towards Raizel, "so I am guessing that that woman is involved?"
Raizel nodded, "She was really vague about it but what she did told us that she was the Goddess of Harmony and that she is summoning warriors to partake in a war."
"A war?" Weizhe frowned behind his mask, "why would she..."
Raizel shrugged, "Don't ask me, I was just recently summoned here."
He turned his brown orbs towards the horizon, "and from what I can tell, we're going to be here for a long while."
The next chapter :D
I hope it's going along well but so far I'm actually enjoying plotting this :3
However it's going to be a long while before any actions occur but more characters will be introduced along the way :D
Enjoy