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From the Heavens (Final Fantasy XVI)

CelestialShadowWolf

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Reads 65,912
Votes 1,878
Parts 64
Time 20h 9m

CelestialShadowWolf

Mature

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A goddess cast from the heavens who crash-landed on Valisthea. Not an Eikon, but a being from the unknown. Known as Gaia, the goddess of life reads the fate written in the stars for the dwindling world. Alas, her own fate is not foretold by the cosmos and she must come to terms with the reality of her presence among the inhabitants of the planet.

Under the name of Lyra, the goddess seeks to heal the world she has come to cherish while fighting against its predestined fate. Defying fate and changing destiny, she takes up arms with those who wish to see the world of Valisthea flourish again.

*Clive Rosfield x OC*

NOTICE: The main story is complete. Any additional parts are side stories/one-shots.


**DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES USED IN THIS STORY! ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTED OWNERS!**All Rights Reserved

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When the Stars Remembered by AshferanidaHerman

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Beneath the Ash by LucyAbyigail

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