A young woman with short dark hair tended to the flowers in her Church. She had heard rumours of a small group of bandits that were trying to help the people by stealing and attacking the Begnion Occupational Army. What was their name? The Dawn Brigade?

Yes, what the Begnion Occupational Army was doing in Daein was... Terrible. But... But the violence those Dawn Bandits used... It wasn't right.

She walked towards the altar, before kneeling down in front of it. She gently took a breath, before she softly said, "Lady Ashera, the guardian of light. Thank you for the villagers' good health and for our security. But, Lady Ashera, as a simple Priestess, I am not able to help everyone. Please, can you allow the Begnion soldiers to understand that we deserve a better treatment? Please, can I pray for renewed hope, a sign of a better tomorrow? I know that I am one of the lucky ones and that the majority of Daein's citizens are struggling to survive. So please..."

"What are you praying for, Laura?" Laura stood up at the sound of the Abbot's voice. She quickly wiped away her tears, before she turned to face the head priest.

She took a deep breath, before quietly saying the word, "Hope."

After that, she walked away from both the altar and the Abbot, whilst deep in thought.

She had been praying for the same thing for the last three years. All she wanted was for the people of Daein to be free, and for the Begnion Occupational Army to understand that that the citizens of Daein were people too. However... Everywhere she looked, all she could see was the lives of Daein's people getting worse and worse as the Occupational Army squandered everything that Daein had.

It was at times like this where Laura lost hope. She lost hope for Peace, she lost hope for a brighter future for Daein and its people. But most importantly, she was beginning to lose hope that the decrees of Ashera could be changed by her prayers.

And it was times like these where Laura lost faith. Why... Why should she continue to pray to a Goddess that did not help the people she had created? Why should she pray to a Goddess that allowed evil to prevail and good to die? Why...

"Laura, stop." She mentally chastised herself, "Ashura must have her reasons for allowing this. I...I cannot question divine providence. I'm just a mere, imperfect mortal who doesn't understand. She is a perfect, immortal being that is all-knowing. I cannot question her decisions."

She took a deep breath, and felt renewed faith fill her heart, before she walked into the village in order to help the people that needed her.


AN: So, that's the end of the Prologue! Chapter 1 has been written, but I'm waiting until I finish Chapter 2 before I release it! And, seeing that I've started working on Chapter 2, I guess I am continuing. :)

Of course, if anyone wants to post a review and say what they like/dislike about this chapter, then I can start working on your feedback and make this work even better. :) (Though, if anyone asks for Ike... Ike will be in this fanfic if I continue it... But it will not be for a while.)

I hope that you enjoy it, and hopefully I'll be able to post chapter 1 soon!

TMGxx