The Last Cherry Blossom

Prologue

In the end, the world didn't change at all.

Twenty years have passed since the day I thought that we Gaians had finally managed to set our differences aside, and put war and strife behind us. We allied against a threat so dire that the existence of life itself was at stake, and we won. How could we possibly hurt each other again after such a feat?

I was wrong.

When I was young, I used to think war was about honorable fighters meeting on the battlefield to protect what they held dear. Then, after we Burmecians were almost wiped out entirely, my perspective on it shifted completely. It wasn't about honor, love, kingdoms or causes. It was about the lust for power of a select few.

We've learned nothing.

After so much destruction, so much bloodshed, we tried to rebuild our lives despite the smoking pile of rubble and corpses that our homeland had become.

So much death.

With the help of Lindblum and Alexandria, Burmecia rose shakily to her feet once again. In the meanwhile, they called me a hero. Savior of the world. The very incarnation of everything a Burmecian should be. A symbol of hope. They did it partially out of gratitude, but mostly to give people the strength they needed to carry on after all that happened. Life became more complicated as a result of my new status as a cultural icon, but if it allowed me to keep serving my nation, I was ready to bear the burden with a smile on my face.

To serve my nation...

Despite the good will of Queen Garnet and Regent Cid, the situation we faced not only as a civilization but as a species was desperate. There were so few survivors of Queen Brahne's genocidal campaign against our people that extinction became a very real possibility. It was only a matter of time before we found ourselves cornered on the edge of the abyss, and it was that what ultimately set in motion the chain of events that lead to this very moment...