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--Janus Zeal -- Ultimecia's Castle-- "Dangerous place to take a nap." A boy, no older than thirteen, stood over the sleeping Jaina, his face a mask of emotion. "Unless this is your tower. Is i
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–Janus Zeal – Ultimecia's Castle – The mage brushed back long strands of icy blue hair, gaze fixating on Jaina lazily. "It may not work," he admitted, "though my thoughts would be to strike thro
World B. A land torn by war between the gods Cosmos and Chaos.
The world has begun to heal from the wounds of thirteen cycles of war, and two new gods have arisen in place of the old.
Materia, born from the lingering will of Cosmos.
Spiritus, born from Chaos' indomitable spirit.
The two vie for control in shaping the reborn world, but the world must be maintained by the memories of warriors from distant lands.
And so the two gods shall summon their warriors.
But these gods do not understand the delicacies of summoning their warriors, and so the various combatants from distant worlds must forge their own bonds and find allies in a world similar to their own.
Will the warriors find their gods and figure out why they've been summoned to this world? Will they survive against the other warriors, much less the Fiends and other enemies born from their memories?
~Johnny, Besaid Island~
The waves crashed against Johnny's face, stirring him from his sleep. He awoke with a start, only to find himself on a tropical beach of some kind.
"Jaina?" he called out, but no answer was given him.
He rose from the waves and the sand and began to assess his situation. His gear was all there, still functioning. Excalibur still rested within its sheath, a reassuring comfort.
Johnny moved towards some of the trees, looking for some kind of food.
Something he couldn't shake, though, was the feeling that he'd been here before, somehow. But when? Johnny had never been to a beach of any kind prior to this, so where could he be?
~Jaina, Ultimecia's Castle~
The scavenger had searched the area to a great extent, and had found nothing of use, much less a door of any kind. She sighed, collapsing against a nearby cog that had stopped turning a few minutes ago.
"Lovely," she said, tired and in need of a drink. "I die trapped and thirsty in a clock tower."
She pulled her guns from their holsters and thought to herself what would happen if she ran out of bullets. No way to fight her way out of her with only a single clip each.
Her thoughts wandered to Johnny and Luke and Arlene. Were they here too? Trapped in corridors similar to hers?
"I better rest," she said, before sliding off the cog and lying down on the floor. "I'll look again once I can think straight."
~Variuer, Crown City of Insomnia~
The last thing he remembered was the searing heat of the core, a pain he had endured for what seemed to be years.
The next, nothing.
The dark figure opened his eyes and looked around. He saw himself at the center of a grand structure, with the illusion of a city beyond the immediate walls. Behind him, a tower that reached to the heavens, not unlike the one that Variuer had once claimed as his own.
Before the boy trapped him.
Variuer's anger surged, energy emanating from his body as he remembered how Jonathan's son had bested him.
His anger calmed, as he took stock of this situation.
He had arrived in a new world, where neither Jonathan nor his son could stop him. He would be free to do whatever he pleased with this world, and he would not be returned to his infernal prison.
Variuer began to walk up the steps to the tower, eager to see the world he was now in.