The Last Alchemists

by MadMoonLunatic

Ed and Al were born in a world of Quirks with a missing century of history in which two seperate nations disappeared. They were born with a father who joked about dying and a mother who would watch as he left waiting for his return. They read strange books and hid the fact that what they did wasn't actually a Quirk. They tried to do the impossible, and they learnt the Truth.

1. Chapter 1

Alchemy was a dead art.

Something only spoke about in legends of the missing century between 1875 and 1975.

A missing century and with it, vanishing country's.

In the span of 100 years, Two nations seemed to just vanish from the face of the earth.

It was something that baffled the minds of many researchers, especially due to the rise of quirks and their unknown origin just 25 years later.

Two strong Nations disappeared, wiped from the map of the earth, almost like they never existed in the first place.

Without the detailed analogue of neighbouring country's, the world as a whole would have never known the missing nations even existed.

Another baffling realisation was that these two Nations were about as different as seemingly possible.

One nation which was told to be flooded with history and culture, governed by a monarch.

Xerxes.

The other focused on military prowess apparently with innovative strides that left its neighbouring Nations baffled.

Amestris.

Two different nations ruled in completely different ways, it seemed natural to everyone that those very differences led to an all-out war.

One that wiped both from the face of the earth.

A war between two nations that shook the very earth as the land between them split and sunk slowly towards the sea.

The very split that formed the world as we know it today.

Taking 100 years of history with them.

Yet the knowledge of the small neighbouring country of Zing was lost as well.

History of a seemingly unrelated Nation falling through the woodwork as the world split.

Many theories were made by aspiring historians and linguists, war, famine, plagues and Alchemy, which was one of the more 'out there' opinions.

(Up there with Gods and Aliens.)

Yet the strange circles found on stones and items pulled from the wreckage made for some unnatural form of truth.

Or an unnatural form of art.

(Which was the popular opinion.)

Yet the world continued to turn, and the century and two Nations ruins still lay lost.

Years passed.

More than a century.

Quirks developed, growing stronger and more abundant until the world became a place filled with superpowers tied down by past laws.

Policies changed, Science left no longer at the forefront as Quirks defied explanation and Villains began to control the world.

Then The Symbol of Peace emerged.

Pulling Villains away from the grand stage and bringing the world into the age of Heroes.

Coincidently, this was also the time that a certain Philosopher fell in love.

Not even three years later did the man find he had a family.

A small one, filled with love from his Wife and blinding pride for his two sons.

They lived in a small neighbourhood, next to a family of doctors with a little girl who often played with his two sons and a granny who treated his family like her own.

He found for the first time in 300 long years he was happy.

He had a family.

One of his own making, one that he wasn't going to watch die.

Never again.