The Heavenly Knight – An FFT Fanfiction - Prologue
Many people across the land of Ivalice grew up hearing the tale of Balbanes Beoulve, renowned hero of the Fifty Years' War, obtaining the highest rank of Heavenly Knight before his death at the end of the great and fearsome war. However, a piece of lesser known knowledge is how the Beoulves came to their height, with Balbanes elevating from a lesser aristocrat to gaining a seat among the most powerful nobles in all of Ivalice. His rise from an aristocratic knight to the general of the Hokuten took time, not happening overnight as one might have thought in the almost fairy-tale story of the Heavenly Knight, Balbanes.
Balbanes Beoulve was born a lesser son of a lesser aristocratic family, finding himself with little room for advancement and with little to look forward to inheriting. He was accepted into the Magic City Gariland Academy as a knight cadet of the Hokuten and skill with the long sword became apparent throughout his years of training as a student. While he graduated high among the ranks of these knights soon to be plunged into the heartless war, he was not among the top. His noble heart refused to give in to cheap tricks or injustice and, while serving to give his classmates the same edge that he had, the same courtesy was not always returned to him. However, with time, his kindness and honor served to become his primary merit that earned the respect and, sometimes, the jealousy of his peers at the Gariland Academy.
Throughout the long, bloody war, He found himself faced with sorrow, with hatred, with injustice, and with regrets. With each injustice and each act of hatred he was forced to see, he found himself driven to seek an end to the war that had destroyed so much and left so little untouched. And though his plan to end the war eventually came to fruition, he was, in the end, betrayed by his own, power-hungry son, who inherited none of his ideals or honor. So passed one of the few great men left in the world, Balbanes Beoulve, Heavenly Knight.
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