A/n: hello, hello...it's me…the wonderful author. Yes, this is my very first fanfiction ever…I'm so proud….but umm..yeah..it's probably terrible and crappy and you'll want to throw rocks at me after reading it. Also, it's probably terribly short..i meant to do that. Anyway, on with the story!

Disclaimer: Yes, this part needs a disclaimer..but the prologue...that was entirely mine. I wrote poetry! Omg! Oh yeah…star ocean is not mine…but I really like the characters.

At the moment, Fayt Leingod was in no mood for company, which was just as well, since everyone had gone off on their own, leaving him all by himself. If they had known how he was feeling, they probably would have stayed with him to make sure he didn't try to cause himself bodily harm, not that he was really going to. But Fayt was good at putting on a front to the world. Nobody suspected how upset he was. They assumed he was happy.

The blue-haired Earthling knelt down at the edge of the clear lake and gazed at his own reflection. He felt so alone on Elicoor, even surrounded by all his friends. He was the only Earthling, after all, so perhaps it was natural for him to feel that way. Well, that wasn't entirely true. Maria was an Earthling too, but she was part of Quark, so she knew what was going on.If only Sophia, his best friend since childhood was here. She would understand his confusion and help him feel less different. But then again, he was different from Sophia. He was different from everyone. Only he and Maria were the least bit alike, and she was nothing like him. The world needed him to be strong and that was why he would not injure himself, not matter how much he wanted to.

It was a terrible burden for Fayt to have the whole world counting on him. He had never wanted to be a hero. He had lived most of his life believing he was just an ordinary boy, but then he had found out that he had a power beyond his wildest dreams that he had not even known about. It was so unfair that everyone knew more about him than he did. Fayt closed his eyes bitterly and reflected on all that this great power had actually done for him. It was reliable; in fact it was downright dangerous. It killed people and Fayt didn't like killing. However, he wasn't in control of his power. He thought back to the first time he had used his power…