This is how our story begins...
A young silver haired man opened his eyes slowly as if expecting another attack. Nothing happened. Ice blue eyes surveyed his surroundings carefully and what he saw made his eyes widen in shock--- I am dead aren't I? He slowly picked himself off the floor which he was pleased to note was made of the purest marble one could find. Oh well, at least I wont have grass stains on my cloak.. However to his dismay his white robes were stained with dried blood---my blood apparently.Taking a few stumbling steps, he made his way to the middle of the "room".
The "room" was rather large and was pure white. If one stared hard enough, he or she would notice the greenish haze that seemed to creep on the ground. The silver haired man stumbled along still unsure of his steps and soon found himself at the end of a long line. There were people all about him of all races. There were goblins, ogres, huge griffins, some humans and yes even toads and bugs. All of them seemed to be waiting for something or rather someone. There were children too and they weaved in and out of the line playing tag. Where am I? For all that I have done shouldn't I be rotting away in hell right now?-- Not that I'm complaining... Suddenly a force knocked him off his feet and he ended up sprawled on the ground.
"Hey Mister! OOOPS! I'm sorry mister! My sister and I were just playing tag! Can you get up??? My You're awfully bloody aren't you mister! Did'ja get into a fight??? I always get into fights!" came the voice of an Alexandian child. The boy was talking so fast that it made the Man's head spin.
"Ah...um well yes I am fine I think..." he answered. I feel like a rotten tomato that just got squashed by the elephant- lady though.... " I hurt all over." To his surprise, the boy suddenly started laughing and rolling on the ground. geez, a little sympathy wouldn't hurt
"I-i'm sorry---hahah--well it's just that you're face is all screwed up like you ate a lemon. And hahah--well you shouldn't be hurting. Those are just phantom pains. You get them all the time! They're not real though. I used to have them a lot! See I came here cuz I got burned real bad at home. Yah this HUGE dragon appeared and burnt Alexandria up and now I'm here! Yah I'm just waiting for my Mom to come over from the other side. She got left there so I have to wait for her.. and It's really cool you know...." The boy continued talking but the man's mind was on something else. So I AM dead... all those people... I killed them?...why? what did I do that for??????
"..Oh ya.. hey! wait a minute! you DO seem familiar!" The boy pointed an accusing finger at the man. "It was YOU! You were the one who burnt the kingdom!!!! You're KUJA!!! You killed all of us! You killed all the people!!!"
It all happened so fast. One minute the boy was laughing and now he was in a rage. Several people in the line turned around and murmured among themselves."Kuja?!" "Yeah it's him that scummy bastard!" "get im!!" the line soon became an unruly mob. Several men rushed upon Kuja pummeling him with their fists. Kuja to shocked at first couldn't block them. use your magic you fool! Concentrating, he tried to use even a simple shield spell but nothing happened. the mob just kept coming. Even fighting with his own fists didn't help. Hurt and exhausted, the once feared Kuja sank onto the floor with the mob on top of him. Well dying again shouldn't hurt
Suddenly a shrill whistle pierced the air and the chaos stopped. A white fluffy creature with a red pom pom registered in the semi-conscious boy's brain.Moogle?... Kuja watched as the moogle pushed the mob away from him and swatted the rest with the whistle.
"Get away! Kupo! You should be ashamed of yourselves! Kupo! Geez what immature brats you are!" squealed the moogle.
Kuja watched the moogle sho everyone away. Apparently the moogle held a high position or something because all the people went back to their lines albeit with some grumbling. The moogle turned to him and squinted--- the bright red pom pom nearly poking Kuja in the eye.
" Ah! you must be the one called Kuja! Kupo! Well.... I normally don't do this and would rather leave you dead... BUT The Lady of ladies the Green Lady wishes to see you kupo! Well... there's nothing for me to say but: We've been expecting you!"