Disclaimer - I do not own any Shining Force game. I do not intent to make money from these writings.
Notes before the story - Oh? So, you've come to read? No, no, I haven't given up on my other story, I just figured a short break was in order :P Anyway, I'm not writing one whole story here. Each chapter is a single story within itself. I've become intrigued by recent writing by other authors that depict alternate universes and the like, and so, I've decided to write something…well, similar. The following are not alternate universes, but more like alternate choices. A simple choice or a mistake at a certain time made throughout one of the stories could have changed the story completely, and the paths each character took. 'Why?', you ask? Because this is fan fiction. Don't get mad if you don't like the outcome, for it simply a question everyone asks themselves and others thousands of times in their lives…'What could have been…?'. This first scenario shows one fighting for loyalty to his king and dieing for the cause…but what if he made a different choice in the end? Enjoy.
Scenario 1 - Loyal Lord Elliot
Max knew full well that there was no reason he'd have to fight Elliot. His reason was simple, though, and honorable. Still, Elliot posed a threat to Max and his groups advance, and he had to be taken out of the way, no matter how bad Max felt about it. He would pull no punches.
Max sat inside the tent after speaking with General Elliot personally, and having shared only a few words, Elliot had told Max of his intentions, and his regrets, and his reasons, all at once. He fought for his king, his country, not Darksol. He seemed so cheerful and battle ready, but there was a look in the dragonewt's eyes that seemed to call out for help.
He sat on the stool Elliot had stood from only moments before, and looked down at the table in thought. He was interrupted by the sound of hooves against the poorly lain bricks on the floor of the tent.
"Max…" said Pelle, his face slightly flushed with worry.
Pelle had been with them for only a short while on their travel to Pao Prairie, but Max knew already that a look of worry wasn't normal for him.
"Max, what are you doing here alone? Shouldn't you see the leader of the caravan?" he said quietly as he approached Max.
Max said nothing.
"Well, they're going to be moving out soon. I'd suggest talking to someone of some importance…" Pelle said, as he turned to leave.
Max didn't move, he sat to think for a bit longer.
When he felt ready, Max drew his head out through the folds of the tent and walked slowly toward the long 3 car caravan that strung across the prairie. He went inside the closest car and peered about once he had gotten inside. It was very decorative and clean for a car that moved almost four times every week. The only ones inside were a sleeping peddler and an old man, who looked quite intent on reading the book he had in his hand. Max walked into the second car that connected directly to the other by a wooden set of planks, almost like a very small bridge.
When he entered the second car, he saw none but a lone centaur, who stood motionless in the corner, his eyes shut tight. Max walked into the room quietly, intent on simply exiting and moving to the next car to find the head of the troupe. The centaur heard him enter and prepare to leave, and his eyes opened slowly.
"And you are…?" asked the gray haired centaur.
His hair was a dark shade of gray, as if he had aged heavily only in certain places, and a scar ran jaggedly across one of his eyes, from his forehead to his cheek.
"My name is Max." Max replied simply. "And you?"
"Earnest." said the ominous centaur. "I've not seen you around here until now. Where are you headed?"
"Runefaust. I have things to settle there…" said Max.
"Runefaust…a kingdom of savages. They all deserve to die." said Earnest viciously. "The thought of ancient Protectora turning to the filth that is Runefaust makes me sick."
Max only looked at him.
"I owe a general of Runefaust a lance to the heart for what he's done." said Earnest. "For what he's done to my life, to my home, and my family."
"Elliot…?" asked Max simply.
"No, Elliot fights because he is loyal to his king. That is a man I can respect. Balbazak is only power hungry and vicious because he wants to be favored by both his king and Darksol." said Earnest.
"And how do you know…?" said Max.
"Because Elliot never ravaged any defenseless city at Darksol's whim. Balbazak kills for the thrill. He destroyed my hometown simply to show his superiors his raw strength. That scumbag."
"You know a lot about them. Are you so bent on revenge you study your enemy so closely." said Max.
Max had been full of hope for the past few days, but his speech and his expressions where now emotionless. He was preparing to battle a man who didn't have to die.
"Yes." said Earnest. "It's the only thing I've got left to look forward to now. My life is gone. Even if I die trying, Balbazak will die at my hands."
Max stood in silence.
"I need to rest before I fight him, and the caravans will move soon. I need as much sleep as I can get before I can meet with him." said Earnest as he shut his eyes again. "Farewell to you."
"Goodbye." said Max, as he turned and left the car.
He walked on to the final car that sat connected to the large caravan's engineering car. A guard stood by the small plank that led up into the caravan, and he eyed Max strangely as he proceeded up into the car. When he got in, he seen none but an old man and a small girl.
"Where is the leader then…is it you?" said Max, as he looked to the old man.
"Not quite." said the man with a smile, and he pointed to the young girl that stood at his side.
"Well, hello!" said the girl cheerfully. "Yes, that's right, I head the caravan. My name is Queen Koron…well, that's what everyone calls me. Koron is fine, though."
Max looked at the girl oddly. She was but seven or eight at most, and yet she directed the whole of Pao alone?
"Well, what's the matter…?" she said as she looked at him, her eyes wide and pretty.
A man came in from the front car and spoke to Koron excitedly.
"I've got the engine ready and running! We're ready to go when you are." said the man.
"Oh! Wonderful…but, we can't be rude to our guest. Do you mind if we move out?" said Koron with a smile.
"Uh, but, I wanted to ask…" started Max, but the little girl cut him off.
"'Kay! Nice seeing you and all!" she said, as she shoved him off out of the caravan. "Now please step outside! We have to be going."
Max stood by with his mouth agape as the last of the tents was packed away and the caravan pulled out onto the prairie and fell into the distance.
"Damnit. I thought maybe she could help, but I guess I'm stuck on the battlefield now…" moaned Max, as he trudged toward headquarters.
The sound of a strange clanking and flapping stopped him, though. An old man hovered in from nowhere, and rushed by Max, leaving him flustered.
"Oops! Overshot the mark! I'll pull back around!!" shouted the old man, as he buzzed around the field, and finally came to a stop in front of Max, and smiled.
"There ye are, boy! Thought I'd had it when I flew at 45 miles per hour into the jagged pit of rocks? No, no, takes more than that at kill me off, HA!" said the old man.
Max looked at the man strangely, and then remembered.
"Kokichi! Yeah, I thought you'd had it after that little…accident…" said Max, as he chuckled.
He was finally beginning to feel happy again, even if only for a moment.
"Tha's right! I'm back to help ya fight them Runefaust beasties!" said Kokichi. "You need someone who can swoop down and catch 'em right between the eyes!"
Max smiled and nodded.
"So I can come with ya? Great! I'll be waitin back at headquarters for ya." said Kokichi, and with that, he shot of toward a small tent in the distance.
"Hm. He's just the kind of person we need. No one ever laughs as much as they did when I first met them…" said Max, his burdens returning to the foot of his mind.
As soon as he began to walk again, a brown haired centaur appeared, and charged toward him with a strange look on his face. He wore silver armor, and brandished a lance and held a shield. He had a lengthy moustache that extended from under his nose back to his sideburns, but he had no beard.
"Hey, kid." said the centaur. "I heard you're gonna fight ol' Elliot."
"Who are you…?" said Max, his one eyebrow raised.
"Vankar's the name. Heard of me in Pao, right? I was big there. A soldier, but the job was too boring and I couldn't help but sleep." said Vankar nonchalantly. "They fired me finally, and I got nothing else better to do at the moment."
"So you want to help us…?" asked Max.
The whole idea of him appearing and asking to help Max and his party was a bit strange.
"Sure. You could use a big, strong warrior like myself. I could take all of those pitiful little soldiers out." said Vankar, now examining his lance without seemingly no interest in the topic at hand.
"Well, if you really want, we need all the help we can get…" said Max, as he showed a fake smile to humor the 'warrior' in his midst.
"Oh, good to hear. No need for thanks. I'll be at headquarters." said the centaur, and he galloped off toward the same tent Kokichi had gone into moments before.
"Weird…" said Max, as he scratched his head and walked off toward the house that stood atop a small ridge in the distance.
When he reached the house, he entered slowly to see a priest sitting back on a stool, reading.
"Oh! What have we here? A young man in need of a blessing?" said the priest. "Come in, m'boy."
Max entered and stood in front of the friars podium-like wooden table.
"And what do you need, m'boy?" said the friar.
"A man traveling with me was poisoned not too long ago. I was wondering if you might know a cure." said Max.
"Oh, of course." said the friar. "Who is it, now…?"
"His name is Hans." said Max, remembering how the archer had quivered as they traveled, his body weakening slowly from the poison.
"Oh, well I'll see to him immediately, then." said the friar as he left the house in a hurry.
Max left the house and followed slowly behind, but he stopped short as a small animal scampered up to his feet and stopped in front of him.
"What the…" he said, as he stepped back.
A large hamster, about 30 times the size of the norm, and about 3 feet tall, sat on the ground in front of him, a large helmet on his head.
"Hiya, again!" he squeaked from under his large, odd helmet. "What're you doing in a weird place like this…?" asked the hamster.
"Wha…" Max was somewhat terrified.
He had seen the large hamster before and was quite taken aback the first time he had seen it on the shores near his hometown. It had since then seemed to follow him as he traveled.
"What…? Is my helmet crooked…? No! Is my helmet on straight!? Do you like my helmet…!?" squeaked the hamster loudly as he fiddled with his helmet and ran in circles. "Oh! It's on fine! Stop confusing me! You need Jogurt to help you! He's big, and strong, and he has a sleek helmet! Jogurt! That's me!"
And with that, Jogurt scampered off somewhere and disappeared.
"What the…" said Max, somewhat astonished. "Am I losing my mind now…?"
He shook his head and walked toward headquarters. He had to band together the proper forces for the upcoming battle, and he really wasn't prepared to. It made no difference, though. The battle was still there. Elliot was waiting quietly on Pao Prairie, his forces prepared to fight a vicious battle.
He reached headquarters and had descended the stairs. He met the friar at the bottom, who announced happily that Hans was cured, and he walked briskly back up there stairs toward his home. Max proceeded into the back of the underground headquarters to meet with his comrades and prepare for battle. His group consisted of a few centaurs, mages, healers, archers, a birdman and woman, an old man with a flying contraption, a wolfman, and now, a small, strange hamster.
"Okay, everyone!" said Max, his tactician Nova at his side. "This battle will prove difficult if Elliot is our enemy. We have to be cautious and ready in all areas of battle!"
The group of fighters set up and prepared to be named for the set of eleven that would enter battle with Max in their lead.
"Mae, Pelle, and Ken will take frontline defense. Anri and Tao will take the back as a support group. Khris, Gong, and Lowe will also participate as a support group." said Max.
He then looked to Nova for the rest of the participants.
"Zylo will take frontline offense. Balbaroy and Kokichi will make up the aerial and scout squad." said Nova. "That is all."
The rest of the members fell back into their seats, while the chosen moved up into the front room to prepare themselves more thoroughly. Max proceeded to equip his gauntlet and make sure his blade and scabbard where in good shape, and then he ascended the stairs toward the outside.
The group stood on the field, ready finally to face Elliot and his forces. A messenger approached Max and handed him a scroll, and then disappeared out toward his general. The message from Elliot read: 'Max, of what I know of this world, I'd say I've lived a good life. If I die here, today, I die with honor and a blade in my hands. I'm sorry that this is the case, but I doubt I'll lose, friend. Still, the battle should prove a challenge for the both of us, no matter the victor. Proceed onto the battlefield and let us begin.'
Max read the message, and folded it quickly, and tossed it aside.
"I don't want to do this…" said Max under his breath. "There's isn't any reason for either of us to stand battle ready here. We can both will it to end so easily…"
Still, the battle had begun. Max and his force moved briskly toward the east, where Elliot had stationed his troops clearly along the plains to defend him. There was no going back once they had begun.
Kokichi and Balbaroy briefly engaged the first of Elliot's troops halfway across the field. A group of aerial scouts, called Pegasus knights, and a large group of Lizardmen made up the frontline offensive group, and in the support, stood 2 priests and Elliot's elite centaurs, the silver knights.
Kokichi saw the first Pegasus knight coming, it's lance pulled back and ready to strike on him. Though his machine seemed unreliable, he dodged easily, and swooped off away from his attacker, performing sky bound acrobatics in the process. He looped around and caught his pursuer in the side of it's half-horse body, causing it to stiffen it's wings and barrel role downward until it slammed headfirst into the grassy field below. Kokichi smirked and fell back to wait for the slower of the group to catch up with himself and Balbaroy.
Balbaroy had also engaged a Pegasus knight, and was fighting gallantly as the knight thrust it's lance in Balbaroy's direction. Balbaroy easily parried several of the blows with his blade, and caught an opening in his enemies defenses. He twirled around at precisely the right time, and whipped his blade through the knight's upper body, slicing through the hard armor and into the knight's chest. Blood gushed out from the wound as the knight growled in pain. Balbaroy finished his enemy by thrusting his blade into the knight's stomach, causing it to fall limply from the sky. Balbaroy also took a temporary leave from the battlefield to wait for his comrades, as both he and Kokichi were being pursued by the final two Pegasus knight's.
Max stood in the lead with Zylo at his side and Mae close behind. Pelle and Ken stood a good distance behind the rest of them, with Tao, Anri, Lowe, Khris, and Gong standing even farther behind them as the support group.
Max finally caught up with Kokichi and Balbaroy, who flew close to the enemy's frontline forces. They had both already engaged the second pair of knights that had followed them in their retreat. Balbaroy was caught off guard and sustained injury to his chest and right wing, and flew weakly back toward the support group of magic users for a quick healing.
The Pegasus knight was preparing to finish its weakened enemy, before Zylo leapt forward from the ground and into the low flying knight. He bolted upward and pasted by the knight within and instant, his claws having torn strait through the enemies body. The knight died instantly, and feel to the ground in fourths.
Kokichi took out the final knight with ease, leaving it lying on it's side on the field, it's one wing completely dislocated by one of Kokichi's blows. Max and Mae had engaged the first lizard man, a huge green dragon-like creature that wielded a huge axe. It lunged forward at Max, thinking foolishly that he'd be fast enough to catch his enemy off guard. Max leapt out of danger, and came back around from behind as the Lizardman's axe slammed into the ground. He jumped backward a short distance to try and gain room for a running attack, and then bolted forward and lifted his blade back over his head. His sword came down hard onto the Lizardman, cutting it clean in half from its right shoulder to the left side of its stomach.
Mae had since impaled a Lizardman on her lance, and tossed him aside and engaged another of the Lizardmen. She galloped around the creature, who turned slowly and stupidly with its axe raised back over its head. Zylo then had time to bolt in and rip his claws ruthlessly through the back of the Lizardman's scaly head, killing it in an instant. By then, Balbaroy was healed and both he and Kokichi had engaged the weak dark priests that stood behind to help the front line forces. The other two centaurs, Ken and Pelle, had now caught up and each of them took on a Lizardman. Max was trying his best to avoid one of the Lizardmen, who seemed to be the squad's leader, and he wielded a large red axe, and had amazing speed compared to the others.
Anri was the first of the support group to attack the enemy. She conjured a mass of clouds overhead, and they soon erupted forth a wave of hail that swept from the sky and cracked and pierced the skin of the Lizardman Ken had been fighting. Its scaly body was no match for the hard, large shards of ice, and they ripped through it's body until an enormous shard pierced the creature in the stomach, and it fell over, dead.
By now, another two of the Lizardmen had been slain, one by Mae, and another by Zylo, and they both rushed to Max's aid. He had been slashed across the left arm by the tempered axe of his enemy, and he was beginning to lose strength. Mae thrust her lance into the large Lizardman's leg, and it shrieked loudly as it spun to attack her. Zylo intervened and ripped his powerful steel claws across the right side of the Lizardman's face, tearing away scales and destroying the creature's right eye. It shrieked louder and held its face in pain, allowing Max to lunge forward with his blade and thrust it into the Lizardman's chest. Blood spurted down out of the creature's wound as it made an eerie roaring sound, and collapsed to the ground with a large thud. Max drew back his blade from the Lizardman's chest, and rushed off after his comrades, who had already begun their advance onto the second rank of Elliot's army.
Lowe caught up with Max and healed his arm before he came in contact with any more enemies. Kokichi and Balbaroy had done their jobs of scouting out and defeating some of the troublesome, speedy enemies, and they fell back with the mages and healers in the support squad. Pelle, Ken, Mae, and Zylo engaged the four Silver Knights that stood as elites to Elliot's guard. Pelle disarmed his enemy by forcing the knight's lance out of its hands with a powerful, unexpected swipe of his own lance. He then finished the surprised knight by impaling him upon his lance, and pummeling him in the face with his front hooves. He drew out his lance and moved on to aid Ken, who had been taking heavier damage than the rest of the centaurs.
Ken had been stabbed in the side by one of the Silver Knight's, and had been caught of guard previously in the fight with the Lizardmen, and now had a large gash in the left side of the body on his horse half. Pelle rushed in and slammed his lance into the back of the unsuspecting knight's head, knocking him out. Ken held his wound and coughed heavily, and with the support team in the distance, he felt he couldn't hold his stance for long. Max rushed past both Pelle and Ken on his way to aid both Mae and Zylo.
"Ken! Fall back!" he yelled as he ran past, and Ken nodded and rushed back toward the support group on his weak legs.
Pelle moved forward after Ken had rushed off, and he met up with Max, Mae, and Zylo. Zylo had dug his claws into one of the knights' chests, while Max had sliced through the other, knocking it to the ground while Mae cracked her lance into the same knight's head.
The battle was almost at an end, and Elliot had now seen how fierce, organized, and precise the Shining Force was, and even he was confident that they could overcome him easily, but he could not stand and let them beat him down. He watched as Max, with his steel, horned headband, and his weightless, gray and black armor, rushed in his direction in order to kill him, and he smiled a bit. He put his large helm over his head, which fit around his horns and made him look like a servant of Darksol, menacing, evil, powerful, and ready to kill. He drew his long sword and twirled it adroitly in his left hand, and then his right, and then held it at his side.
Tao and Anri had caught up with the rest of them, at last, and they moved ahead to the final few enemies on the field. A Dark Priest stood at Elliot's sides, staff in hand in case Elliot was gravely injured at any point, and an enormous artillery cannon sat just south of them, ready to blast away the force in groups if they came too near Elliot.
Kokichi and Bablbaroy spilt once more from the support group and headed out to disable the artillery cannon before it had a chance to fire. As they grew on the cannon, it fired blindly into the sky, missing both of them by only a few feet. They rushed in and attacked the cannon relentlessly, until it finally exploded, and they drew back toward their comrades.
Tao had conjured a cluster of flames around the Dark Priest that stood near Elliot, and it screeched as the flames engulfed it. Zylo rushed in and slashed his claws through the priest's body, which stopped its screeching as it fell dead to the ground.
Elliot instantly grew worried as the force began to encircle him. He had never feared for his life as much as he was at that moment. He held his blade ready, and reached behind him and detached the large shield that had been strapped to his back.
"Max! Come and meet your enemy!!" He called into the field as Max ran in his direction.
Max met him quickly, and their blades clashed. Elliot parried many of Max's blows, and dodged left and right with his large, yet agile body. Though he was wingless, he had the blood and the senses of a dragon in him. Max twirled his blade and swiped in all directions as Elliot moved from side to side. Finally, one of the caught the other off guard. Max, who had been the aggressor, took a blow from Elliot's blade. Elliot had slashed Max clear across the chest, and sent him barreling backward across the fields. Elliot marched forward confidently, no longer fearing what might happen to him. If Elliot were to die here, he would have made his mark already.
Max stood from the ground and looked over as Zylo approached from behind Elliot. The general sensed Zylo's rushed movements, and spun around. He batted the wolfman away with his blade, having created a gash across Zylo's stomach, and Zylo rolled across the ground, and lay sprawled out and unconscious.
Max now rushed back at Elliot with his blade held back over his head. Elliot turned back to him and held up his shield as Max brought down his sword. Elliot winced as Max's powerful blow smashed pushed him back a few inches. Elliot slashed at Max, who jumped away quickly. Elliot became the aggressor, as he threw his blade every which way to try and catch Max off guard. Max parried Elliot's blows, and they both began to fight intensely. Mae made an attempt to rush in and attack Elliot, but Max called her off.
"No! Stay away!" roared Max as she approached.
She looked at him, slightly surprised, but then fell back with the rest of the group, who simply stood and watched the battle. She had a strong look of worry in her eyes as Max and Elliot threw themselves at one another, swords flying to and fro. Elliot and Max had clashed, their blades against one another as they tried to force each other back. Elliot overcame Max and sent him flying backward, but he landed on his feet.
"Elliot!!" cried Max finally. "Why are we fighting! This doesn't have to end with death!!"
Elliot said nothing. He could show no emotion through the helmet that covered his entire face.
"Elliot!!" Max called again, as they became engaged in battle again.
Elliot thrust his blade forward, and though Max didn't want it to happen, he saw the opening Elliot had given him, and he took it. Max stabbed through Elliot's large plated armor and into Elliot's chest. The dragonnewt winced and fell to his knees, his blade and shield on the ground at either side of him. He looked in Max's direction as the blade was drawn out of his chest, and the blood proceeded to ooze down onto his armor and the cloth that hung from his stomach to his knees.
"Max…" said Elliot weakly as Max backed away to watch his enemy die.
Elliot weakly removed his helmet and looked at Max somberly.
"I guess you've won…" he said with a strange smile.
"Why…didn't you just call it off. If you are to be so loyal, why would you want to fight us when that would only help Darksol…?" said Max, as he too dropped slowly to his knees, so he was eyes level with Elliot.
"I…I guess that never crossed my mind." he said with wide eyes. "How…foolish. A general like myself couldn't see I was in the wrong…"
Max said nothing.
"You can free Protectora from Darksol's grip. I…know it." he said, as he dropped ever closer to the ground, his face now looking toward the grass and his palm on the ground as he tried to keep himself up.
Blood dripped downward from his wound to the grass below him.
"I won't have to do it alone if you come with us…" said Max.
"No, I'm…a dead man now." he said with another weak smile. "It's all on your shoulders now…"
"But you can be healed…" said Max, as he crept closer to Elliot. "You can still…"
"No!" he said as he winced in pain. "I will die now. I've lost fair and square."
He fell flat to the ground now, but his eyes were still open, and there was still a smile on his face. Khris and Lowe ran forward and came up behind Max as Elliot drew his final breaths.
"Remember…to kill Darksol, Max, and save me country." said Elliot as he closed his eyes slowly.
"Heal him!!" cried Max to the healers that stood behind him.
Max wasn't going to say it. He was going to let Elliot die like he had requested, but something flashed in his head and made him change his mind. He made a differnat choice, this time…
Elliot walked slowly at Max's side as they approached the castle of Waral. He had forgiven Max for having not listened to him that day on the field. He was finding that, even though he was forced to fight his comrade, General Balbazak, life outside of Darksol's rule was better than simply dieing. He wasn't running from Darksol anymore. Even though his king, Ramladu, willed it so that Elliot should be executed for being a traitor, something Elliot never ever wanted to happen, he knew it was Darksol that was controlling his king's mind.
The king of Waral told both Max and Elliot they must wait for the ship they had rode in on to be repaired, and as they left the castle, Elliot turned to Max.
"So what now?" said Elliot.
"I guess we'll find someplace to explore in the mean time. I'm not much for simply hanging around and waiting for a long time…" replied max as the headed for the shores of Waral.
"I see." said Elliot.
"Elliot…do you still hold a grudge onto me?" said Max.
"…no. You simply made a choice for what you thought was best, despite my wishes. It happens every day that someone makes a right choice at someone else's expense, and everything works out in the end." said Elliot. "And besides…you wouldn't have me to defend you all this time, right?"
Elliot smiled and gave a wink, and they both laughed a bit.
The sun was setting along the shores of Waral as the reached a small dock, and the both of them looked out over the sea in the direction of their destination in Runefaust.
Elliot was later defeated by Kane in the battle at Dragonia, and he left a pendant of his with Max before he past. Max was overwhelmed with guilt and sorrow after the man he had saved and grown to be good friends with had past, and he mourned his death in Dragonia. Kane was seemingly defeated by Darksol after revealing his identity to Max, and Darksol escaped back to Runefaust with the Manuel of Seal.
Max and his Shining Force went on to defeat Mishaela at the Demon Fortress in the mountains. The force moved onto the next town, where they found an unconscious Kane inside the city's castle. Kane was later killed by Darksol in the Tower of the Anciets. The force went on to defeat Ramladu in his castle in Protectora, and with the Chaos Breaker, Max unveiled the Castle of the Ancients. He and the force defeated the gatekeeper, Colossus, and moved on to Darksol, who lye waiting within the castle. Elliot's pendant caught Darksol's eyes as he battled Max, and seeing it caused him to be reminded of the deceased General Elliot. Enraged at the thought of Elliot's betrayal, Darksol retreated and revived Dark Dragon with the Manuel of Seal. The ancient beast fused with Darksol, and the creature that emerged was almost invisible. It tore through the Shining Force, killing Max as well as several others of the force with no thought whatsoever. The beast ravaged the countryside, but was finally defeated by the remainder of the Shining Force near Manaria.
Anri took the throne with Ken and Lowe at her side, but they never forgot about Max, even though, in this reality, they knew he was not off somewhere, far away, living life restfully, and lending his hand to the fields…
A/N: Hmm...don't usually leave any author's notes, but what the hey. I hope you liked this first scenerio, and that you aren't to mad that Max met an unhappy end, but that's how it goes sometimes. But don't be too sad, it's an alternate to what really happened, remember? Something was bound to be differnat in the end. As a heads up, Scenerio 2 will involve the characters of Shining Force 1 again, but this time it asks a differnat question. What would have happened if the enemy, for once, hadn't been so meddlesome?
See you soon!