Full description: and She smiled. but, oh, my child, what makes a god?
After untold repetitions of the same story, Truth grows bored and comes up with an idea. Why not change the story? Why not add a new player?
A girl who is extraordinary only in her ordinariness is torn from her life and all that she's known. Transplanted into another world entirely, she must now decide what sort of life she will live. And how the story will go.
Everything will change. Nothing will stay the same.

So I came up with another fanfiction idea, to the surprise of probably exactly no one. I adore FMA and have wanted to write a fanfiction for it for a long time, but I've struggled with finding the proper inspiration to draw from. With how much love I have for the series (manga, '03, and Brotherhood all), I wanted to create an OC who didn't seem out of place, sharing space with characters on the level of Edward Elric, Roy Mustang, and Ling Yao to name a few.

I don't know if this OC is strong enough to stand next to Arakawa's characters or not. I suppose we'll all find out together.

All I can do is my best.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist in any form - manga, '03, or Brotherhood. But I do own my OC and my changes to the plot.

With all that said, let's get started.

wax and feathers and
godkin

prologue
knock and the door shall open

"do you even know what you're asking of me, Truth?" She demanded, Her face alight with fury. "the consequences this could have? the ramifications for every soul in existence?"

Truth shifted but did not answer. She was not looking for an answer, not yet anyway.

"this endeavor of yours, it would be costly beyond compare!" some sort of realization appeared to pass over Her, and Her eyes burned, scorched Them to the core. "of course. you would have the soul pay, as is your wont, wouldn't you?"

this, Truth must answer. "of course not." They shook Their head. "they have not knocked upon my door. by my own rules, i have no right to take anything from them."

at this, She gave a derisive snort but crossed Her arms over Her chest and turned away. "do as you wish."

a large grin stretched across Truth's face.

her eyes flutter open.

it is bright. light. white.

everything is white. white nothingness, empty except for her, a large iron gate with the image of yggdrasil embellished upon it behind her, and a being - a man? a woman? a child? - sitting across from her.

"oh, so this is what She had to offer me, then?"

it is white. as white as its surroundings. outlined in black. its outline is fuzzy, almost as though it's not really there. like it is both a part of its surroundings and not. the being tilts its head to the side.

"hm, you are not quite what i was expecting."

it shrugs.

"oh, well. you will do fine, i suppose."

the doors of the gate creak open and dark, shadowy hands stretch out to ensnare her. they drag her back, into the darkness of the gate. the doors start to close.

"and so it begins anew."

they slam shut.

And that's the end of the prologue!

Don't worry. If you didn't like the format of this, it's not going to stick around. Only scenes which include Truth will have this format.

But what did you guys think? The following chapters will be more interesting, I hope, so I hope I'll see you guys in the next chapter.

Before I go, I want to ask a question. There'll be a question at the end of every chapter, so feel free to answer in the comments, my lovelies.

Question of the Chapter: Which of the homunculi is your favorite?

Farewell, lovelies! See you next time!