Of all the students that graduated from Gariland Magic Academy, none were nearly as proficient as Ophelia Kaishou. She belonged to one of the most prominent families in Igros, the Kaishous. Robert Kaishou, her father, was a very powerful and very important trader. His company, Levine Imports and Exports, was making just as much money, if not more than, as Bart Co. Obviously, this made Rudvich jealous, so he never really liked the Kaishous.

Ophelia's home life was fairly standard until she was ten. She had two parents, but was an only child, so she got whatever she wanted. Strangely enough, she still wasn't spoiled. She was a normal little child. Until one day, her mother became gravely ill with pneumonia. Her mother was an old friend of her fathers, and they were childhood sweethearts. They had a falling out about twelve years before Ophelia was born, Ophelia never really knew what it was over.

Her mother was a graduate of Gariland, and the chief reason Robert sent her daughter there. She was a master archer, and her name was Audra Raines. She was a beautiful woman with chestnut brown hair and baby blue eyes, and she seemed mismatched with the sometimes gruff-looking Robert Kaishou. As she was dying, she told Ophelia to be good, and study hard.

The death of Audra hit both Robert and Ophelia very hard. Ophelia noticed that her father was never quite the same after her mother's death. He was cold and distant, and he never really saw Ophelia as something worth keeping because she was his daughter instead of his son. He wanted to have a son he could be proud of. A knight. Ophelia tried as hard as she could to become a squire, but she ended up failing. She was a mage, whether she wanted to admit it or not, and it destroyed her father. That is why she tried so hard to master every job class, and she eventually succeeded, but it still didn't make her father proud.

Ophelia sighed and pushed her golden hair out of her face. She was pretty in the girl next door sense. Plain, but beautiful. She was rather tall for a girl, and towered over most of the other girls in the group, except the masculine Agrias. She was a Mediator, and this lead her to be a fairly outgoing person. She despised the nauseating pink Mediator dress, so she often just wore the armor of a knight. She felt that dresses were a constant symbol of how she was a disappointment to her father, so she never wore them.

She considered herself a nice, easy-going person. She had been told that she was obsessive compulsive, but she disagreed. She had been friends with Ramza, Alma, Delita, and Kylie for years, and it was because of them that she decided to attend Gariland.

"Yes, you did have some good times in school, didn't you," she heard a vaguely familiar voice echo through her head. "But then again, you had friends. I didn't even have allies."

"Who is that?" Ophelia turned her head, her light voice echoing back at her and she realized how terrified she sounded. "Show yourself! I'm not afraid of you!"

"Nor I of you Opie," the voice said, using her nickname, and suddenly a body appeared to match the vaguely familiar voice. Two light brown leather boots stepped out of the shadows, followed by lightly armored leather leggings that betrayed a will to fight but had no resources to do so. Covering his chest was a dark blue leather chest plate with the crest of the Death Corps on it. Leather gloves matching the boots unclasped a forest green cape that came standard with a soldier of the Death Corps. And the mysterious sandy-haired man handed his cape to Ophelia silently, and she was very confused. "But then again, we are family."

"Wait, I think I remember you," Ophelia said slowly, trying to put his face with a name. "Lenalia Plateau… right? And the Thieves Fort?"The knight put his face in hand and sighed.

"Not even close," he said, exasperated. "That was Miluda. She was a woman, and I'm clearly a man. Try Fort Zeakden. Right before Teta's death. The explosion. That was all me."

"Golagros," Ophelia finally remembered, and she had a flashback to the moments before Golagros' death. Delita had killed Algus… no, killed was much to clean a word for what Delita had done to him. It was closer to mutilated. Teta and Algus were both dead. People whom Ophelia had known and grown close to. Delita was cradling his sisters dead body and crying, tearless. Ramza walked over to him, and Ophelia, Kylie, David, and Dorothy stood down on the bottom of the fort, waiting for them.

"…Delita," Ramza said quietly, watching his best friend crying. Suddenly, the whole fort started to quake. Golagros must have set off the explosives inside the fort. "What was that? An explosion? Delita, it's dangerous! Come over here, quick!" But Delita didn't move. He still cradled Teta's lifeless body. Kylie, David, and Dorothy all ran for it, but Ophelia stayed behind. She couldn't just leave Ramza there.

"Delita!" Ramza screamed as the entire fort went up in flames. The explosion knocked him backwards, and knocked Ophelia off her feet. Ramza was knocked unconscious, but Ophelia was not. She got to her feet, rather painfully, and stretched her hands out over the wounded Ramza and began muttering the incantation for Cure.

"You saved his life there," Golagros commented. "Does he know that?"

"Don't you say anything to Ramza," Ophelia snapped. "He doesn't need to know about that. I've saved his life on many other occasions, as has every member of the team, including Rafa. Don't tell him anything."

"Is that really what you're afraid of?" Golagros asked. "Him knowing you saved his life? Or is it something else, something about your heritage? Like your relationship to me perhaps."

"If he knew I was a half-commoner," Ophelia said. "If they all knew, they would never look at me the same. Kylie, Ramza, Agrias, Mel, they would all think of me differently."

"What about Reis, Strawberry, Mustadio, and all the other commoners that joined his group?" Golagros asked her. "They're commoners too. And Mustadio is one of Ramza's best friends now."

"I know, but he knew me as a noble," Ophelia said. "And he'll tell the entire group and then word will spread that the lone Kaishou child is a commie bastard, and think of the shame it will bring to my family."

"You mean your irritable, overbearing father who thinks you're worthless because you're a woman?" Golagros relied.

"No," Ophelia replied annoyed. "My dead mother who I love and respect very much. Think of what it would mean to the Kaishou name if everyone found out that my father had an affair with a prostitute and got her pregnant."

"My mother gave up that life when she had me," Golagros defended, hurt that she was calling his mother a whore. She was of course, but she was reformed. "Never insult my mother like that. If you do I will kill you."

"How? You're incorporeal!" Ophelia threatened. "What could you possibly do to me?"

"Well, I could do this," he said, and Ophelia felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her head. She grabbed her head and screamed in excruciating pain. She collapsed to the ground and started to cry a little. "Is that proof enough for you?"

"Fine," Ophelia replied, rubbing the side of her head. "But please, don't tell the others."

"I have to tell them," Golagros replied. "They have to know your past. There is no commoner blood in you anyway, just a bastard brother! Why are you being so stubborn?" Ophelia sighed and looked sad.

"Do you really want to know?" Ophelia asked. "The truth is never pretty, and this time it's embarrassing too."

"Ophelia," Golagros replied. "Anything that you can say to help me understand you will be much appreciated." Ophelia took a deep sigh and then began to speak again.

"It's my boyfriend, Daniel," Ophelia replied. "He comes from a long line of noble blood, almost as long as the Beoulves, and he has a deep, passionate hate for commoners. He won't even look at Mustadio. He treats Strawberry and Reis like gutter trash. If he ever found out that I had a commoner brother, he'd leave me, and I don't think I can deal with that."

Daniel's picture came into her mind as she thought about him. He was tall, much taller than all the other members of Ramza's troops, about six foot tall. Brown hair, brown eyes, if he wasn't so insanely muscular he would look rather plain. He wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but she still loved him all the same. They met a few years ago, during the attack on the Lionel Gates in which Ramza dueled Gafgarion. He tried to kill her, and they bound him to interrogate him for information on the forces inside, but they found out that all the Lionel troops had either been sent to a different base or gone on leave. It was as if Draclau wanted to speak to them alone.

Ophelia never told anyone else in Ramza's group about this, but she didn't believe most of the original Zodiac Hosts were evil. Draclau just wanted power, Weigraf wanted to avenge Miluda, Elmdor was dead before they took his body, Elibidis was clinically insane and could not have known the consequences of his actions, Vormav just wanted to save his family. She believed that Dycedarg was evil after she discovered that he killed Balbanes and Zalbag.

"Well," Golagros replied after thinking for a while. "If he's a good man, he won't care if you've got a dirty commie for a brother or not, right?"

"I don't want to take that chance," Ophelia said quietly, a single tear running down her cheek. "Please Golagros, don't tell anyone."

"What can I do?" Golagros replied. "I'm incorporeal." Ophelia laughed.

"Okay, I'll tell them," Ophelia consented. "If you promise that that's the only embarrassing secret you'll reveal about me."

"I promise," Golagros laughed. "So when you get back, tell them about me. If you don't I'll hunt you down and tell everyone."

Golagros extended his hand and the whole area turned white.

A/N: Do you think Ophelia will reveal her secret? I know, this chapter didn't quite have the same effect as the others because you don't know Ophelia, but I promise I will spend more time on the 'generics' later on. They will be better. Next up is the last chapter in limbo, Ramza and Alma.