Prologue

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"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's First Law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only, truth."
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There was screaming. There was crying. A boy lay on the floor, one arm missing.
My brother... my brother!
The boy was upset. He yelled for his brother to come back.
This isn't what we wanted! He's my brother and he's all I have left!
The boy crawled to a rack of armor. Bang! Blood on his finger, he drew a symbol on the armor. The boy prepared himself, performed the ritual.
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A heart slowly pounding. Blood on the floor. A lone child. Crying. Bleeding. Scared. Horrified of what she had seen. What she is seeing.
Something crawling toward her numb body, calling out as it struggled to live. To say a single word. Just one. The thing grasped on to the child's arm and finally breathed it's last. It died. And as the child heard the voices from upstairs, she thought about the last word the thing said.
"Sorry."

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 11, 2016 ⏰

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