Disclaimer: I don't own Ragnarok Online. Heh.
Suicidal Tendencies by TensaiMan
Prologue - Breakdown
"He's gone..."
The aging priest glanced at the man on the bed. He had died peacefully, surrounded by his wife and two daughters. Rather ironic, he pondered. He always thought that the brave Sir Richard Odent would die on the battlefield.
The Phoenix, he was called, due to his long red mane. He also blazed his way through his enemies, never stopping as his foes were consumed by his power.
Even in death he fought. He hung on as long as he could as an unknown disease ravaged his body, reducing the man to a mere shell of who he was. And his family as just as strong. They did everything they could to prolong the knight's life, but all had been in vain.
Giving the dead man one more look, the priest stepped out of the room.
As soon as the door had closed, the three living occupants sprang upon the body, wetting the clothes with their sobs.
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A little girl of eight stared outside the window of her room, her long dark blue hair hanging down freely. A white scrunchie in her right hand betrayed her failed attempt to tie her hair into a ponytail.
She simply didn't feel like it.
Being the younger of the two siblings, her father doted on her. The two were very close. Now, her father was gone...
A choked sob escaped her lips. The girl brought her hands to her eyes. She would not cry. No. Not today.
Downstairs, her mother was preparing for the funeral. She had run up to her room. She couldn't bear it. Her father couldn't be gone...
She looked outside. Her room was on the second floor of their simple house, near the Pronteran Chivalry where her father...
The girl quickly shut her eyes. No. No. No! She barely stopped the tears from coming. She only wanted to be with her father. Where was he now? In heaven?
Suddenly, the girl smiled.
I want to be with my father.
A running jump got her out of the now-open window, headfirst into the pile of bricks that her father had stacked there half a year ago.
And so it started.
Author's Note: Just an idea I've been kicking around for a bit.