Introduction


SephZero: I feel Happy. Happy. So Happy.

Whack

Theria: Get on with it.

SephZero: Oh, like your progress on the fanfics?

[Theria pulled out some soccer cleats and proceeded to stomp on her brother]

SephZero: And for those of you not interested in this sort of thing, here's something really random that came to mind. A result of madness, pain, being released from school, and reading Ashe's Slayers Fantasy.

Snap

SephZero: Just a little painful...


A warrior takes sword in hand, clasping a gem to his heart.
Engraving vanishing memories into the sword.
He places finely honed skills into the stone
Spoken from the sword, handed down from the stone.
Now the story can be told.

I am Alazlam, a scholar of ancient Ivalice history...
Have you ever heard of the "Lion War"?
It divided Ivalice in two over who would be the successor to the throne.
It ended with the appearance of a young hero named Val.
Everybody living here knows this hero's tale...
But we also know that what we see with our eyes alone...
isn't necessarily the truth.
Here's a young man.
He is the youngest son of the noble Grayword...pillars of knighthood.
There's no record of his playing an active part in history, but...
According to the "Duray Report" released last year (concealed for many years by the church), this unknown man is the true hero...
The church claims he was a blasphemer and anarchist -- the root of all evil...
But is this the "truth"?
Won't you join me on a journey for the "truth"?
There is nothing to fear from the "Truth".
So what if I say it with the quotation marks?
I just bet you're chicken.
Chicken. Chicken. Chicken!!!!!


A Word from the Cast


Val: I can't believe we are doing a fanfic with this game....

Amelia: But this is a wonderful tale of Royalty and Nobles!

Wiegraf: And Betrayal and Intrigue...

Gourry: Who are you?

Wiegraf: I'm an actual character from the game.

Zel: The only reason why he's here is because the Author didn't have enough people to play the entire cast.

Amelia: [Looking at script] Hey what's this about Val {Teaser} me.

Serina: What was that?

Zel: A teaser protection label. Protects people from reading things they shouldn't know about.

Gourry: What?

Val: [Shrugs] Oh come on. Like anyone actually played that game. The Author only became interested in that game over year after it came out.

Wiegraf: Nonsense, FFT is a great game!

Zel: If you don't mind the fact it got one of the worse translation jobs ever for a video game and that everyone there has no nose.

Gourry: But I have a nose?

[Lina storms in]

Lina: Where is that good for nothing Author!!!!!!!

Weigraf: Boy, did something get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.

Gourry: But it's night?

Val: It is just a saying.

Amelia: What's wrong Miss Lina?

Lina: [Shoving her script in Amelia's face] This!

[Lights dimmed as Author descends from a really high up place]

SephZero: Does someone beseech me!

Lina: Stop with the Holy Presence bit! Fireball!

[SephZero is blown off to the distance]

SephZero: Bye! Bye!

[Vanishes off the Horizon]

Zel: Ah Lina...if you blew the Author away, then you can't yell at him about whatever was bothering you.

Lina: [Realizing Zel's point and started to swear profusely]

Wiegraf: Thing are looking bad in this fic...

Val: As if it wasn't obvious already.

Amelia: I thought it was going pretty well.

Val: So says the Justice freak.

[Rofel enters]

Rofel: Hey Wiegraf! Wait a minute, I thought you were dead?

Weigraf: [Gritting his teeth] Don't spoil the people, Rofel.

Amelia: I think the Teaser Label thing is broken...

Val: That's not the only thing here that's broken.

Rofel: Hey, who are all these people? Especially that Stone Freak.

Zel: Must...control...Fist of Death...

[Lina and Gourry are busy restraining Zel]

Rofel: So what the heck is going on around here?

Amelia: He doesn't know?

Weigraf: [Shrugs] Guess not.

Val: Well I'm not going to break the news to him.

Rofel: What news?

Weigraf: Rofel, how can I explain this... We are no longer in FFT, we are now trapped in a thing called a "fanfic".

Rofel: Sweet Ajora NOOOO!!!!!

Val: Well he took that pretty well.

[Rofel lets out a high pitch scream as he hurled himself into a conveniently placed Pit of Doom]

Val: I'm sorely tempted to join him.

[The gang promptly whacked him in the head for his comment]


End of the Word (or is that World?)


SephZero: I'm still alive and kicking!

Theria: Surprising since you just took a blast from Lina.

SephZero: And next I got to go make a list to explain who most of the people in this fic are.


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