There once was a nation called, Ishval.
Though never directly involved with the four mainland nations of Planeptune, Lastation, Lowee, and Leanbox, Ishval was seen as an alarming rising force to the CPU's.
The Ishvalian's had a sacred ability called Alchemy. Something Gaminudustri had thought to had been a myth for years.
This is the story, of a young boy, who not only was able to master two forms of Alchemy, but, was able to befriend the goddesses and have a strange life.
His name, was Alex Mustang.
Location: Ishval
Alex Mustang: 10 Years Old.
The city of Ishval, which once was a prosperous town in the middle of a desert, was now in ruins as war had broke out between Gamindustri Military, composed of all 4 nation's best recruits, and the Ishvalians.
One person in the battlefield, stood out.
He looked way too young to enter, yet, his boss, Führer King Bradley, allowed him to enter.
"My Führer. Are you it's okay for the kid to fight? He's only 10." Said a guard.
Suddenly, a large flame bursted into the sky.
Bradley just smirked at this. "Kid's doing just fine. He's a natural."
Down on the battlefield, Alex stood still. 'All of this, its wrong, yet, it's my duty, as an Alchemist.' He thought to himself.
He snapped his fingers one last time as flames covered the screen, with the title card appearing.
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Birth To The Flame: Origin
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