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BOOM! Our heroes are met, out of nowhere, being sucked into a smoldering, magic portal against their will! Once they regain their senses, they're met by bespectacled brothers, Basil and Parsley, who turn out to be the finest wizard in all of Vespertine (plus Parsley as an apprentice).

It is soon discovered that the apprentice mage, in desperation, used a spell his older brother had forbidden him from using, since it was too dangerous and could end up having disastrous results, as shown when our protagonists have been plucked from their worlds and forced into this one!

Of course, these wizards weren't just casting such finicky spells for no reason; they had been working tirelessly to find a way to save the beloved princess of Vespertine, Andromeda, from a curse inflicted on her by the Demon Emperor Galangal in an attempt to kill her off in an easy and cowardly way while stealing her throne all to himself, and beginning his campaign of bringing the surface realm underneath the control of the under realm.

The only known way of lifting the deathly curse is to drink the essence of the Blazei Flower, which, surprise surprise, only grows in the deepest parts of the under realm. The princess' advisors had promised an immensely grand reward for whomever brought back the flower. Knights and mercenaries and all sorts of people have been sent to try and find this mythical plant, but none had returned, which is why Basil and Parsley had been searching so feverishly for an alternative method, since they didn't want to risk they same fate the other adventurers might have suffered.

Right then and there, there was a harsh knocking at the door. A large and in charge soldier told the cowering mages that it was their turn to try and get the Blazei Flower, since almost all other adventurers-for-hire in Vespertine had failed, and Basil claimed to be the best sorcerer in the land. Basil and Parsley pleaded for their very lives, that is, until Basil got a bright idea: to bring along their acquaintances friends along for the journey! Surely, such a big party won't fail!

Before our heroes could refuse, the soldier agreed and left the brothers' house to tell Andromeda and her advisors the good news! Dragging these odd characters along, the brothers are heading off in search of the Hellsgate Dungeon on the outskirts of Vespertine, which was the fabled link between the surface and under realms! Who knows what kind of horrors and hijinks await them...




But, of course, nobody knew where exactly the Hellsgate Dungeon was. And those who happened to stumble across it, usually were never seen again.
Usually.

So Jasper and Parsley found themselves at a bit of a pickle as soon as they were five feet from their cabin door. Basil, the spunkier one who was keen on leading the way, slowly turned around and looked up at his younger brother. "Do you have any idea where we're supposed to be going?" he asked in a mumble.

Parsley shook his head, taking a quick glance at their hostages friends before looking back at Basil. "Well, we started our journey without a map, didn't we?" he mentioned timidly. Basil facepalmed.

"Great," the older mage grumbled, "Just our luck; those high and mighty soldiers love to send us commoners out on dangerous quests like this, and they send us off without even a map to show us the way..."

Parsley took off his glasses, wiping them on the threadbare material of his hand-me-down robe. His turquoise eyes gazed around as he hesitated to reply. Then, his eyes landed on the village-town of Vespertine, which encircled a sprawling palace that sat a little ways away. His expression lightened slightly as he put his round glasses back on his face. "What if we talk to Fauna?" he suggested. "She says she's seen the Hellsgate Dungeon before..."

"Not THAT crazy ram!" Basil groaned, pulling his indigo wizard hat over his ears. "She's off her rocker, that one! One time when I stopped by to buy some frog spawn, she told me she's touched the moon and talked to the stars! A nutter, I tell you!"

Parsley admitted meekly, "She might be a bit...eccentric...but she still knows apothecarian knowledge that only you and I could dream of. And sometimes she shows me relics that prove she's been to places she talks about, y'know? So I think it's worth a shot..."

Basil let out a large sigh of annoyance, before he ran his hands over his stubbled chin and let out a murmur of consent and began the walk across the lush field that separated the brothers' cabin on the outskirts of the village-town. Parsley turned to the rest of the group, and confided, "Please, just follow Basil for now. I know this isn't fair, but really, I promise that after all this, I'll find a counter-spell that will get you all home safe and sound-"

"Hurry up, Parsley, and the lot of you as well!"

"R-right behind you, Basil!" the young apprentice stammered before hurrying to catch up to his sibling.
 
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Pyralis was vastly confused. Everything happened so quickly. One second, he was in the Gods' Spring with Hermes, their sort of base of operations since it was a hidden spot only the divines could find, and the next he was here.
He was about to blame this on Hermes, he loved pulling pranks on Pyralis, when it was the mages that claimed fault.
Then many things happened one after another.
Looked like he was going on another adventure. Against his will. When he had other important things to do. Ugh.

"Okay okay, so, again. Why are we here? I mean, why us specifically? Surely there's someone else out there that is a bit more qualified...?" He sped up his pace to keep up, and felt a sense of deja vu. This was surprisingly similar to how he felt when Hermes chose him as his champion.

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Lucius blinked with a light frown on his face. These strangers were dragging them around with no map, and they had no idea where this Hellsgate Dungeon was even at. He was somewhere in Africa when this happened. They had no choice to find this dungeon after all.

He glared over at the others and shook his head. The man nearby appeared to be Greek.

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Queen Gorgo
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Queen Gorgo eyed the strangers and frowned, she had just been with her husband just minutes ago only to be forcibly going on this quest to this dungeon for some reason.

She hissed "What is the meaning of this?! I am the QUEEN of Sparta and I demand you return me to Sparta at once. I am not here by choice and i will not tolerate any deceit."

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Carmen Sandiego
Where in the world is she?
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Carmen was used to dealing with strange and stressful situations; her training in V.I.L.E. had been useful to some extent, at least. But she wasn't quite sure any crisis scenario she had been taught quite fit the criteria of what was happening right now.

The lady in red had found herself in a cabin, with two of the strangest looking people she had ever seen. They looked like two people in costume, Basil and Parsley, but they turned out to be all too real. What she had thought was some sort of joke morphed into something that had the usually calm thief panicking, at least internally. So she had been whisked away from her world, because of these two schmos, all to save some probably spoiled princess? She had half a mind to beat them into submission and bring her (and, consequently, all the other equally strange-looking individuals who had been plucked from their realms) back to where they belonged.

That is, until a surprise knock on the cabin's door led into a downpour of information. Listening closely, the criminal gleaned very important knowledge- The brothers were being sent away to find a sort of flower that resided in this 'Under Realm'. They seemed frightened, she realized.

But then they decided to rope her and their other captives into this? Carmen had stepped forward to immediately say no, but she was too late. The soldier left to announce how everyone in the cabin had "agreed" to take up this mission.

One thing was very clear to her, however: These two brought her here, and so they were the only ones who could send her back. Even if she tried to 'beat them into submission', they probably could use some sort of fancy magic to keep her at bay.

So all the rogue could do was play along.

"This feels like some sort of Dungeons and Dragons bull..." the auburn-haired lady muttered to herself. What with the odd cast of characters she was brought to this world, which she had learned was called Vespertine, with...it felt like something out of a fantasy game, like the ones Player probably hacked in his free time.

"Carmen....come in!"

No, she was probably hearing things. She simply thought about him and now she was hearing his voice, that's all...

"Red!"

That was definitely Player! With a slightly shaking hand, she quickly pressed a finger up to her earring. How she still had communication with someone back home, she wasn't sure, but it was a welcome surprise all the same. "Player, is that you?"

"Red, there you are!" he said. He sounded relieved. "Your geo tracker went offline. I was worried something happened to you."

She tilted her fedora over her eyes, casting her blue-gray gaze into shadow as she turned from the group. "Something DID happen. I'm not exactly sure what yet. But I don't know where in the world I am."

"What?" Player asked with a sort of trembly laugh in his voice. She could sense his worry over the call. "But...you always know where you are. And with the Geo tracker offline...Carmen, what's going on?"

The thief sighed softly. She knew she couldn't just say, 'Oh, I was sucked into a portal by some crazy wizards who were trying to find a cure to a curse and now I need to go find a plant that probably grows in the depths of hell', because who would think you were sane after hearing that? Instead, after a moment of thought, she said soothingly, "No need to panic, Player. I'm not alone, and I'm not in danger. What I want you to do is notify Shadowsan, Zack, and Ivy. They'll have to fill in for me while I'm gone. I'll contact you again later, okay?"

Player didn't respond immediately. "Okay??"

"But...we can't do it without you, Red. You're the leader of the show, without you, well...we might not be able to stop V.I.L.E.'s resurrection."

She shook her head. "Player, come on. While I'm stuck here, you guys are the only shot we have. I'll be back soon, you'll see. I know you can do it," she cajoled.

After a moment more of silence on Player's end, he conceded. "...Alright," he mumbled.

Carmen's lips twisted into a smile. "That's why you're my player two."

After a rushed goodbye, the lady in red turned her attention back onto the crisis at hand. She hurried out of the cabin, her heels clacking, keen to stay with the others. They were currently discussing the best course of action for finding a map, and some sort of crazy apothecarian named Fauna while walking towards the village down about a mile or so away from the cabin.

She was about to speak up when some Greek, divine-looking person stole the words from her lips She spared only a second to marvel at him before returning her focus to the sorcerers. "Exactly. Why are you keeping us trapped here? And why not just put us back where we belong now?" she demanded, glaring at the two brothers from underneath the brim of her scarlet hat.

As she listened to the dissent of everyone else in the party, Carmen folded her arms against her chest, not caring about the pressure the two wizards were underneath to explain themselves. "And why should we even listen to you in the first place? After what you did to us? Heh, that idea is laughable," the thief added, her eyes narrowing at the now-sweating Parsley.

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Before this all happened, he was living his normal life. A normal life. Wait, correction, he never really did have a normal life. Because before he had transported into another whole world, his ear drums were getting broken. How? Well, at first glance, Atsushi had just barely missed two flying mini glass portraits thrown by the one and only Kunikida who was outraged by Dazai's antics. His mentor's actions always got on the yellow haired man's nerves, and now the tiger boy had to suffer the consequences.

Kunikida had, just this morning, realized he was doing Dazai's work instead of the brunette himself. Instead, the bandaged, silly man had went out to do more "important stuff" in his 'free time' that wasn't at all free. In fact, Atsushi was getting tortured. When the brunette had returned, nearly the whole agency knew what was going to come and fled to their own quarters. But poor him was technically forced to stay while Kunikida scolded Dazai. But out of no where, the guy already in trouble had just so happened to make a joke that got the irritable man more riled up then ever.

Now, Atsushi was poorly hiding under the desk nervously, having to wince or flinch each time a clear hit sounded. Until all went silent, and an angry, confused mutter was mumbled. Atsushi peeked out to see Dazai was gone. Disappeared. And it wasn't long before he joined the other in a different dimension.
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Within time passed and yet another face arrived within the crowd, a Roman Centurion named Marius Titus who looked back, raising his eyebrows, suddenly within a confused crowd among the others. "What in the hell happened here? There's a lot of explaining to do here."The Centurion eyed the Spartan Queen and the other man who looked like he came from the Roman arenas and then moved toward the others, a Greek champion of the gods (Pyralis) and even another, a red-hatted thief who appeared to be talking to herself (Carmen)
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"I want to believe that you're more than just a hypocrite. So while I'm here, show me first-hand what saving people means to you. Show us."
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"She's off her rocker, that one! One time when I stopped by to buy some frog spawn, she told me she's touched the moon and talked to the stars! A nutter, I tell you!"


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"Maybe she is just really strong? I've seen stuff like that before."





Shirabe uttered from behind Basil, not really making any effort to make her presence known. In fact, it wouldn't be surprising if few noticed her at all in the chaos since they had been summoned here.

She was still in her school uniform, since she had been walking with Kirika when "it" happened. A can of coffee was in her hand, a odd choice for a girl her age, but something she enjoyed from time to time, and thankfully her pendant, glasses and LINKER injector were all on her person. Not that anyone would know. The girl was good at concealing what she carried as much as her own emotions.

Her frown was palpable as she looked at the duo of Alchemists. Alchemists were almost always trouble and this only continued that trend. Elfnein was truly a special friend to have.


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"Using forbidden alchemy to rip people from their homes and demanding they help you is wrong. If you want to play out a fairytale you aren't acting like heroes but villains. Or the comic relief." *Stare*





The words didn't hold much malice behind them but it was clear she wasn't thrilled. The low "Jiiiii" sound that came from her while she stared may or may not confuse people. It was just a quirk, but could be seen as a evil eye or something to people in a fantasy styled world.

"Please, just follow Basil for now. I know this isn't fair, but really, I promise that after all this, I'll find a counter-spell that will get you all home safe and sound-"

Those oversized round glasses made Shirabe think of the other her. One without Kirika.... now she was forced to endure a similar situation. Stuck in some foreign place with no way to communicate with HQ since her earpiece wasn't working. Maybe the others would eventually use the Gjallarhorn to figure out which parallel world this was, but she was helpless until then.

Not to mention this Hellsgate place sounded dangerous...

Sipping the can of coffee that she had been holding since arrival. Shirabe let everyone else talk among themselves. She chose to take in the sights, the people here. Little things that would tell more than interacting directly. Kirika and her were good at that. Of course, in exchange they would miss the most obvious things.

Her arm wrapped around her to hold her elbow as she became lost in thought.

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"She's off her rocker, that one! One time when I stopped by to buy some frog spawn, she told me she's touched the moon and talked to the stars! A nutter, I tell you!"

"Maybe she is just really strong? I've seen stuff like that before."

Shirabe uttered from behind Basil, not really making any effort to make her presence known. In fact, it wouldn't be surprising if few noticed her at all in the chaos since they had been summoned here.

She was still in her school uniform, since she had been walking with Kirika when "it" happened. A can of coffee was in her hand, a odd choice for a girl her age, but something she enjoyed from time to time, and thankfully her pendant, glasses and LINKER injector were all on her person. Not that anyone would know. The girl was good at concealing what she carried as much as her own emotions.

Her frown was palpable as she looked at the duo of Alchemists. Alchemists were almost always trouble and this only continued that trend. Elfnein was truly a special friend to have.

"Using forbidden alchemy to rip people from their homes and demanding they help you is wrong. If you want to play out a fairytale you aren't acting like heroes but villains. Or the comic relief. *Stare*"

The words didn't hold much malice behind them but it was clear she wasn't thrilled. The low "Jiiiii" sound that came from her while she stared may or may not confuse people. It was just a quirk, but could be seen as a evil eye or something to people in a fantasy styled world.

"Please, just follow Basil for now. I know this isn't fair, but really, I promise that after all this, I'll find a counter-spell that will get you all home safe and sound-"

Those oversized round glasses made Shirabe think of the other her. One without Kirika.... now she was forced to endure a similar situation. Stuck in some foreign place with no way to communicate with HQ since her earpiece wasn't working. Maybe the others would eventually use the Gjallarhorn to figure out which parallel world this was, but she was helpless until then.

Not to mention this Hellsgate place sounded dangerous...

Sipping the can of coffee that she had been holding since arrival. Shirabe let everyone else talk among themselves. She chose to take in the sights, the people here. Little things that would tell more than interacting directly. Kirika and her were good at that. Of course, in exchange they would miss the most obvious things.

Her arm wrapped around her to hold her elbow as she became lost in thought.

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Gathering intelligence on their enemy is an easy task for the Port Mafia’s, cleverly called, the HellHound. Or, it should have been clear-cut from the beginning. Ryuunosuke soon realized Fydor may be a bigger threat than Fitzgerald. So, getting intel on him may be the way to ending the chain of hypothetical disasters once he gathers enough of it. He went off the radar for days combing every nook and cranny that may be useful to give an edge on their intended target, and something to report to Mori while he’s at it. Picking intelligence, using his ability and connections filled a whole mental space part of his brain, every little detail gathered may provide enough evidence to make their move while Boss Mori plans to protect Yokohama from said threat. However, what Akutagawa didn’t take into account is unseen forces intercepting in his mission. What started as a simple intelligence mission, now he’s whisked away in a strange world. He followed the oddly dressed men, brothers apparently, dressed like they’re from a high fantasy setting. It seemed very real, their magic was real, their wands were authentic.

He noticed strangers gathered outside, except a familiar face took his notice. Jinko is here? What? As Basil and Parsley explained their reasonings. The gist is a fetch quest for their princess. He shot Basil and Parsley a critical look, stoic, though bristled at their explanation to help find a flower on a hypothetical means to cure their princess. He moved past Atsushi, coldly stepping to Basil and Parsley.” I was doing something of greater importance that’s gathering intelligence on an enemy. I was in the middle of gathering intelligence on said enemy who is a bigger threat to my world. You drag me from my universe against my will just to help some spoiled little princess who I don’t know, probably won’t ever see again. Why me, why all of us? Shouldn’t you send people more knowledgeable and better qualified from your world who can help your precious princess than total strangers? Food for thought.” Like the others stated that Basil and Parsley have some explaining to do. Though, what the brothers explained further in regards to their princess only to make him angrier. His expression shifted to a rather darker tone.

Are they serious? He had better things to do than helping some girl he’ll hardly remember anyway. Basil’s words did little to convince him of the fact to even consider helping them, instead he opened his mouth to berate them more. “ What’s more is we are made to find a flower that may or may not be of help to her. Don’t you think going on mission based on a hypothetical with no map and little preparation banging around in a dungeon is suicide..?” His voice, cold as ice, mirroring his countenance.


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When the white haired boy appeared within the presence of two wizards going by the names of Basil and Parsley, he was confused. Just-everything. It was all too much for a person who didn't like where he was previously, and what he'd been experiencing. To top it off, he was most likely sure he wouldn't like this place much after the two beings living in this world explained what they needed, and barely anything to how everyone around him got here. And he could've sworn a flicker of brunnete-

A pair of slender fingers had met with Atsushi's shoulders, leading up to a swamp of bandages and a beige sleeves. Dazai was gleefully grinning-but quickly changed that facial feature to something more...well, Dazai's faces were always unusual because he had too many that nobody could really describe it. Atsushi really felt bummed out, because by far, the two of them were the only ones there.

Now, Atsushi was poorly hiding under the desk nervously, having to wince or flinch each time a clear hit sounded. Until all went silent, and an angry, confused mutter was mumbled. Atsushi peeked out to see Dazai was gone. Disappeared. And it wasn't long before he joined the other in a different dimension.

"Couldn't Kunikida-San also somehow managed to follow? I'm sure we (Dazai) are the only ones who know each other..."

But Dazai had seemed to think differently-know something that he was surely going to say in just a few moments wait. Oh please lord, don't have anyone I knew here actually...

"How narrow-minded you are, Atsushi-Kun! You sound rather gloomy for one that has a great path to suicide-not saying I'd do a double one with you, but it's wonderful to end your misery, right? Especially after all those scenes you saw of me and Kunikida~"

Atsushi sighed, using both his gloved hands to remove the hands Dazai was using to shake him forward and backward.

"As much as I'm pleased to see you safe, yes, indeed I do not want to be here. Most people here don't either, and I'm sure these 'worlds' everyone is talking about is where we're fun. I'd really enjoy it if Kyoka was here at least...oh how worried the agency would be-"

"Oh, but we're not alone! We've actually a fellow good subordinate that is quite acquainted with you. You 'ought to know who by now."

That snarky grin was something Atsushi really couldn't wipe off his mentor's face, and he was about to ask who when a vile person with a familiar coat was already rather 'stomping' to the front of where everyone was walking, where Basil and Parsley were. The undeniable rough voice couldn't at all soothe the absolute-not terror-...hatred for the being. No doubt-by all odds, all odds, was Akutagawa really prancing around here on the same ground he was.
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Kinch -- Ajaw




High above the lush, whispering canopy, Kinich leapt from branch to branch, his every movement a graceful testament to his control over Dendro energy. As he soared, bright green sparks trailed from his fingertips, illuminating his path with a natural, almost mystical glow. Each swing brought him higher into the air, the world below shrinking into a tapestry of deep greens and dappled sunlight. He reveled in the freedom of the moment, feeling a thrill only the open sky could provide. Beside him, however, was a constant shadow—a stern reminder in the form of Ajaw, whose voice cut through the quiet hum of the forest.

“Kinich, you’re going too high,” Ajaw’s voice echoed, laden with annoyance and authority. "You know there are boundaries. Don't let your power get to your head." Kinich, however, could hardly be bothered with rules. His mind did not have time to listen to the small companion's-or, well, stupid creature bound to Kinich himself-rants about safety, even though he knew Ajaw really just wanted him dead. But clearly, nothing wanted him in the air for too long, because he felt his ability to slightly waver and Kinich had to forcefully settle on a tree's branch.

Ajaw couldn't help but successfully smirk in triumph, but he rolled his eyes.

"Do you want me to put you away again? You already annoyed Lumine, Paimon, and Mulani enough..."

Kinich held back a laugh when Ajaw had a slight glance of anxiety and anger, but kept a stoic face and crossed his arms while he settled into a much more comfortable position. He always preferred being high in the treetops like now, but he wouldn't be using his power so recklessly like he just did on normal days. He just felt slightly put off, an upcoming deja-vu forming a headache.

"Oh be quiet, you wouldn't even if you could! And besides, you put me away last time when I, the almighty-"

But before Ajaw could finish his iconic line, they both were whisked away far more worse.

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Basil and Parsley had just explained themselves, but Kinich couldn't help letting a flicker of emotion pass through his eyes. He wasn't necessarily pissed off, but if this world could take anyone-or at least if the two brothers had at least summoned him without Ajaw, everything would've been so much better. But of course not, because the insufferable nuisance was already spewing out accusations at Kinich even when Parsley and Basil had took the blame.

So much for taking me...










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"O...M...G? Is that some kind of Isekai?!" Prompto Argentum shouts. He seemed to take the situation very well. Despite the fact that before he was taken away from Eos to this strange new world.

He ran to the two wizards( Problebly the cause of why he's in this new world.) Basil and Parsleyas they explained why he and the other other worlders were brought here.

"What's my class and my level? Because I swear this is just like a RPG! Wait till Noct hears this...

Oh...right...he's no longer in Eos...Far from Noctis...Ignis...Gladio.

His thoughts of sadness were interupted by a loud angry voice
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"YOU'RE THE TWO IDIOTS THAT BROUGHT ME HERE?!!!"The spiky blond teenage boy yelled in anger glaring toward the two wizards. He was dressed in a black jumpsuit with armor pieces,a black domino mask over his eyes,wavy hair pieces over his head and granade shaped bracers around his wists and hands. "I WAS ABOUT TO CATCH THAT VILLAIN AND EXPLODE HIM! NOW DEKU AND ICYHOT GONNA GET ALL THE GLORY!!! YOU TWO ARE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!!!!"

Before the short tempored hero was about to get a ich closer to the two wizards,Prompto stood between him and the the duo.
"Whoa,take it easy Dude! They didn't know better!"
"GET OUTTA MY WAY! BLOND BIRD BUTT HAIR DEKU!!!" Katsuki Bakugo shouts.
"I look nothing like him...and second, I know they took us from our worlds but they might have a good reason." Prompto added.

"Like I care..." Bakugo spat...
 
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Marivel Armitage


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he cabin door would open with a slam and a short bundle of random articles of clothing emerged. As if someone had went through and thrown on as much they could from whatever tabletop, blanket, curtain, etcetera that was within the cabin before emerging.

The bundle of clothes waddled up to the two mages and ignored everyone else. Each step was one of growing fury. Two red eyes gazed out from under a hat, one of the mage's most likely. These Crest Sorcerers were always teleporting themselves into nonsense and now look what has happened!

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"You! You have a lot of nerve!"



A gloved finger pointed up at the two of them as the figure stood on tiptoes to improve their intimidation factor. Long blonde hair flowed freely and it's curls bounced with each wild swing of the figure's arms.

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"Do you know who I am? Do you know what you've done?! Do you think I care in the slightest about your situation? "



Realizing she was making a scene but not caring. The bundle, or more like Marivel Armitage, put her hands on the round area that should be hips and huffed hard enough for her scarf to blow off her pale face. Leading to her swiftly putting it back. Her red eyes set on Basil.

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"So your apprentice brought me here? What magic did you use? Explain it to me and I will figure out how to undo this foolishness!"



"Please, just follow Basil for now. I know this isn't fair, but really, I promise that after all this, I'll find a counter-spell that will get you all home safe and sound-"

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"Follow? Follow??? If no one ever returned from Hellsgate then how do you know this Flower is even there? I... I can't believe this. I shouldn't even be awake right now! it's the middle of the day!"



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The cabin door would open with a slam and a short bundle of random articles of clothing emerged. As if someone had went through and thrown on as much they could from whatever tabletop, blanket, curtain, etcetera that was within the cabin before emerging.

The bundle of clothes waddled up to the two mages and ignored everyone else. Each step was one of growing fury. Two red eyes gazed out from under a hat, one of the mage's most likely. These Crest Sorcerers were always teleporting themselves into nonsense and now look what has happened!

"You! You have a lot of nerve!"

A gloved finger pointed up at the two of them as the figure stood on tiptoes to improve their intimidation factor. Long blonde hair flowed freely and it's curls bounced with each wild swing of the figure's arms.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know what you've done?! Do you think I care in the slightest about your situation? "

Realizing she was making a scene but not caring. The bundle, or more like Marivel Armitage, put her hands on the round area that should be hips and huffed hard enough for her scarf to blow off her pale face. Leading to her swiftly putting it back. Her red eyes set on Basil.

"So your apprentice brought me here? What magic did you use? Explain it to me and I will figure out how to undo this foolishness!"

"Please, just follow Basil for now. I know this isn't fair, but really, I promise that after all this, I'll find a counter-spell that will get you all home safe and sound-"

"Follow? Follow??? If no ever returned from Hellsgate then how do you know this Flower is even there? I... I can't believe this. I shouldn't even be awake right now! it's the middle of the day!"


Marivel was more than ready to keep complaining.

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"What did I do to deserve this?"
was the thought that kept echoing throughout Gintoki's mind as he shoved a finger inside his ear. Sure, he had maybe skipped out on paying rent for two months, but that didn't mean he HAD to be plucked out of his world and get dumped into some isekai adventure! He was too old for this bullshit! He had more important things to do like watch the gorgeous weather lady's report on his tiny television set, and drink his precious strawberry milk before it expired! Not to mention the brats at home would be wondering where he went...though they would most likely assume he went out drinking or gambling again.


It still didn't ease the nagging worry in his chest.


Clicking his tongue, Gintoki's bored eyes landed on the group. Damn, they all looked like movie stars or wacky cosplayers. The lady in red was a real sight for sore eyes though. Why couldn't she be the one ordering him around, and not some scrawny pair of wizards? Regardless this ragtag group looked pretty capable, especially that gladiator looking guy. Clearly, nobody would notice if he just lingered in the background, and let them do all the work, right?


"Well, good luck on your quest. Gin-san will guard the cabin and make sure nobody tries to steal anything," The samurai yawned, ready to make himself at home. "I'll join you guys once you reach the final boss..."







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Wait.. Wait. Dazai is here. Why HIM?! Why? Why? Why?

His eyes flickered to something unfamiliar. Only, reserved for Dazai, quickly composing himself. He ignores the two blondes, they’re just annoying flies buzzing around, like the kid with the bracers. He walked past Prompto and Bakugo, the bracer wearing kid is loud and annoying. His foot falls were calm, yet steady as he ignored those around him, regarding them as lowly rats. Dazai didnt seem like he would care to go on a hypothetical mission as being a logical person defines Dazai. “ Dazai.” He shifted his gaze to Atsushi, his cold eyes lingered on the boy a lot longer than normal, as if his icy gaze pierced the younger male’s core. “ Jinko..” He then returned to looking at Dazai in hopes he’ll notice him. Of all people it had to be him.
 
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"Where...am I?" Zenitsu Agatsuma asked,looking around in panic. The last thing he remember was recovering from the Stone hashira,Gyomei Himejima 's training. And now he was in this strange new world.
The young demon slayer was shaking like a leaf. "No,no,no This can be right!" He ran in panic until he accidently bumped into a silver haired young man..By his clothing,the guy looked like a samourai...well Demon Slayers like Zenitsu ARE technically samourai too,right?
Thanks to his sharp sence of hearing,Zenitsu heard the two beings who supposingly brought him and the others that they would have to follow one of them,named Basil.

"AHHHHHHHHH WAIT! DON'T LEAVE WITHOUT MEEEEEE!!!" Zenitsu cried.

He turned to the other samourai.The sounds coming from him. Laybacked. He didn't seem to be motivated to come.
 
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One minute...She's sitting in Cafe Mew Mew, talking to Ichigo about a new menu item and preparing to change into her uniform, and the next, Mint found herself in a whole different universe with somebody volunteering a her and a whole bunch of other people to fix their universe's stupid problem. She still hadn't entirely accepted that she was supposed to just get along with Kisshu after he'd gone out of his way to attempt to kill them time and time again, Mint definitely wasn't looking to start saving other worlds for some ungodly reason.

Oh, and it looked like a few people already knew each other. How delightful...Couldn't Zakuro have been summoned with her?

"I don't see why you shouldn't figure out a counter-spell a counter spell and then deal with your own problem. Why should we risk our lives just for the chance of going home, just because you kidnapped us?" Mint replied. Counter-spell...So, like, magic? This was so stupid, but she didn't really have the room to question it when her own DNA had been fused with a bird, and she'd fought aliens that could fly and summon weapons out of thin air. Magic was hardly the strangest thing she'd seen.

"Come get me when you have a reason I should help." Maybe she'd have been more inclined to help if they'd asked before involving her in their suicide mission but, well, it was too late for that.

She was more than willing to stay in the cabin with...The guy with white hair.

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How had things ended up like this? One moment he was busy packing for his trip to Tokyo and the next he had been transported to some strange world. Oddly it wasn't the strangest thing Ren had experienced in recent years. Last year had been a prime example of that. Even so, he couldn't say he appreciated the interruption. Sure, he wasn't a busy man, but finding himself at someone else's beck and call wasn't what he called ideal. He was a leader, not a follower. He did what he wanted and followed what he believed. That was especially true now that he had been forced into his Phantom Thieves self. To think he had long thought his days as Joker were beyond him, but alas, here he was again, even if this place hardly felt distorted in the ways the Metaverse had been. Trying to understand such inner workings was far beyond him, and he decided to discard such things. It wasn't going to solve anything.

Remaining silent, gray orbs flickered from behind his sleek, white mask. He studied the others that had been pulled to this place as well. It was an odd bunch; one that almost made him look normal among them as weird as that felt. The diversity was beyond his belief; people of various ages and species. It was amazing to say the least, but he refused to let it show. Instead a stoic look remained on his features. All the emotions he felt were kept under wraps and masked. He didn't dare act like some of these charlatans did. No amount of anger or fear would bring him any closer to returning home, even if he wished it would. Patience would surely pay off, then again some of these... characters seemed even too eccentric and noisy for his own tastes. He never thought anyone could beat Ryuji or Yusuke in those regards, but here he was.

A soft sigh slipped between his pursed lips as he remained near the back of the group, silently listening to everything his ears would pick up on. Nothing was too important. The only ones who seemed to know anything about their ordeal were the two wizards at the front, and neither of them seemed to keen on giving more details than had already been presented. How unfortunate. Such frivolous things left Joker mildly annoyed, but what could he do? Threatening information out of them would do no good, and besides, there were others who had already chosen the path of hostility. Vile words would only lose them respect, or so that was how he saw it. What did they seek to gain from complaining? Did they think it would get them a free ticket home? If things were that easy he doubted the men would have gone to such extremes. No sane person would willingly stay and risk their lives for some stranger. Funny he would think in such a manner given his own habits. Was he insane then? Maybe he was. That caused a chuckle of amusement to rumble in the Phantom Thief's throat as he dismissively shook his head.

Now wasn't the time for him to be having such inner thoughts. Whether this was insanity or not mattered little. What mattered was how to approach the situation. His stoic act would only get him so far, and while he had no plans to make a fool of himself, he did feel he should make his presence known in some regard. Maybe then he would catch the eye of another, whether that would be for the better or worse, who knew. Ren couldn't let himself get caught up on the specifics. However, before the young thief could even think of how he wished to make his entrance into the conversation he was stopped in his tracks. A voice echoed out in his mind, drawing all his focus within.

It seems we meet again, Trickster. Thou seems to have come to yet another ordeal. Let me be of aid to thou once more.

Arsene. It had been long since he had heard his voice, yet it was a welcomed one nonetheless. Funnily enough, it brought a sense of comfort, even though he had already suspected some persona would be resting inside the mask he wore. To know it was the very one he originally awakened to was the greatest thing he could have asked for.

"Very well. I will need you moving forward after all," Joker murmured, keeping his voice down to avoid drawing attention to himself. He doubted many would bat an eye at him speaking to himself, but it was better safe than sorry. "Any clue what is going on here? It feels nothing like the Metaverse."

Thou will have to figure that out on thine own. I will merely assist where I can.

Typical. He should have never expected his other half to have the answers he sought, yet he had been hopeful. Dismissing his disappointment in the ordeal, he allowed his brief conversation to end before he gazed upon his surroundings once more. It was now or never!

"Hostilities aren't going to solve anything nor get any of us home faster. As off putting as all this is, if sending us back was as simple as a snap of the fingers then why pull so many of us at once? Clearly being sent home immediately is no option whether we like it or not," he stated. His matter-a-factly tone did him little favors in making him look any less than a pretentious asshole, but he decided it was best to be blunt and give off such a vibe than take any other kind of approach. Before continuing on, the thief stepped forward, making his way through the mob of unique individuals before halting himself at the side of the woman wearing red. He paid her little mind though as he carried on: "You make a bold gambit by doing what you have. I can respect that in the least, yet don't mistake that for trust."

Ren's eyes sharpened behind his mask as he stared towards Basil and Parsley. A hand rested high on his hip while the other promptly held his chin as if he was pondering what he might say next. He could ask questions of his own, though bombarding the pair would likely offer very little. Not everything could be solved with questions alone, though immediately agreeing to take part wasn't on his agenda either. He wanted some proof that his efforts, if he decided to offer them, wouldn't lead him down a villainous path.

"Prove to us that your so called mission for us is one of righteousness. I doubt any of us want to go risking our lives on some farfetched fantasy quest, especially if we're aiding some kind of villain," Joker continued as he shifted his weight onto his other foot and let a smirk form on his lips. "And I suggest you prove things quickly."
 
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A masked black haired young man dress in all black stepped forward,asking things to the wizards. Katsuki stares toward the masked teen.
""Tch,do you think you are?" He ran to Joker and faced him. The short tempered youth with the explosion quirk angerly glares toward the Phantom thief. "What are you,you Extra? You wearing a suit and a mask,so that makes you a hero,right?" he spat."A Pro hero perhaps? No...you look more like a villain."
He clenched his fist. "And if you're a villain,well...I blow up villains." he added menacingly
Prompto quickly ran to their side.
"Dude,stop it! He's on our side!" "STAY OUT OF THIS NERD!!!!" Katsuki shouts while punching poor Prompto in the face.
 
Pyralis was immediately distracted from hetting answers to his questions by a kid who looked to be explosive both literally and in personality.
"Woah woah woah! That wasn't very nice!" Pyralis quickly helped Prompto up, then faced Bakugo.
"If you want to fight someone so bad, fight me. I have plenty of experience to show you a thing or two. If you think you can handle a champion of the gods with their blood flowing through my veins, anyways." His wings flared a little, prepared in case bakugo did take him up on it.
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Surrounded by humans...Kuruna was surrounded by humans. If they were familiar ones, she might've been okay with that, but she didn't know a single one of these people, and she was already there completely against her will. One of them had already resorted to violence like the barbarians she'd always been told that the Hornless were. She took a few steps away from the group, grip tightening on the comically large syringe that she'd just pulled out of nowhere.

The one dressed like a thief was saying sensible things, but that didn't mean that she was about to trust him, either. She'd just make a note in the back of her head that he seemed like a reasonable person, just in case she needed to remember that for later.

She needed to think about this from a perspective that wasn't just her distrust of humans; She'd just been plucked out of her world, unaware of where she even was, and the monsters she was sworn to protect in her village had been left to fend for itself. Even if the ones she's gotten to know back home were decent people, that didn't stop bandits from raiding a small settlement, and if that happened she wouldn't be there to protect them. There weren't many people there actually capable of defending it, and the desert wasn't an easy place to get food in. Beyond the fish that lived in the sand, of course.

"I understand you need help...But I can't simply wait until after this quest is done to go back home. My village needs it's leader."
 
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"Thanks Dude!" Prompto said to Pyralis. He really appreciated that the winged man helped him.
Bakugo turned his attention toward Pyralis. A another winged hero, like Hawks.
Bakugo smirked."Champion of the Gods? What's your quirk to go with that claim? My quirk can blow you with one blast! I shall make you remember my hero name, King Explosion Murder God...Dynamight!!!"
"Guys....this is getting out of hand!" Prompto said. He was still nurcing his injured cheek. Did he have any potions on him. He didn't know.
 
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There was a whirlwind of thoughts going through poor Eupha's mind as she tried to get a grasp on her situation. Leaving her island with Will and his party had already been a huge change for herself, but this went even beyond that. Everything she had briefly come to know alongside her new allies had been thrown out the window once they had arrived in Altabury. She had dared to take in the views of the snowy city from the deck of their Gauntlet Runner only to be whisked away within a moment's notice. Despite how much magic had been used, even her third eye couldn't have warned her such a portal would open before her. It had all been a complete spur of the moment and now she found herself faced with a new challenge; one which felt oddly familiar.

To hear of the reason for not only her own abduction, but that for all the other strangers around her, hit her with a sense of deja vu. Was it normal for royals to be cursed? Was her tribe blind to these kinds of happenings? Or maybe Eht protected her people from those kinds of problems. Was that even possible of the Dragon God? It was a question that conflicted her mind. If such a question would have been presented only a week earlier she might have not hesitated to feel firm in her answer, but after all the truths that had come out and torn her people's beliefs to shreds, she was quite unsure. Perhaps it didn't matter now. Whether her people were protected had no relevance to the current ordeal she found herself in. Still, it was odd that she had fallen into this situation not once, but twice, in a short time period. If only she had the means to quickly solve such issues.

Shaking her head, Eupha briefly closed her eyes and let herself take in a deep breath. Such thoughts would only get her worked up. She needed to calm herself before it got out of hand. Even if she calm herself, it was impossible to do the same for those around her. Opening her eyes again, they slowly looked over the others around her. It was difficult to get past their appearances, but she tried not to linger too long on figuring out each individuals possible tribe and instead focused on taking in their reactions. Most spoke up in disfavor of their current situation. It was a notion she could understand rather well. Everyone here had some purpose in their lives back home and to be pulled from them was no different than how she felt when Will and his friends had tried to stop her from fulfilling what she had believed to be her purpose. It was frustrating and anger welled up inside, yet giving in to such emotions would only blind the truths.

By no means did she think it was wrong to question the two men responsible for all this, they should be held responsible for their own actions. It was the only way they might see fault in their actions, if they felt any kind of remorse to begin with. It was hard to get a read on them though. While Eupha could sense their magic and even see it with her third eye, it didn't give off the kind of threatening aura that people of bad intentions often had. Could she even explain that? She doubted it. Maybe if she had acted quicker, she could have, but too much time had passed and tempers had flared. It would only be a waste of her own breath.

No words would even be possible as a boy from the back of the group spoke up. Her head swiveled to watch him pass her by and she silently took in his words. For how he looked, the way he spoke was oddly reasonable, though it seemed not all took kindly to his words. Hearing such a booming voice speaking harshly to another was enough to make Eupha flinch, though she didn't dare get herself involved. A second man had already stepped in to do just that. It seemed tempers were far shorter than even she could anticipate. It was worse than what she had seen out of Fidelio back home. Turning her head away from the small group, she let a sigh slip from her lips and she lowered her head.

"Oh in the name of Eht please don't say this is how things will go..." she murmured softly under her breath as she clasped her hands together and silently prayed, even if it was all for naught. It was a habit, and one she knew she wouldn't be shaking any time soon.

Raising her head once more after a few brief seconds of silence, Eupha returned her gaze back towards Basil and Parsley, hoping the pair would give them some kind of direction before things got too out of hand. She would have asked her own questions, but figured too much had been said, thus opted for silence for the time being.
 
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Separation


It was done. Dietlinde Eckhart wouldn’t cause any more harm to the people of Central City. Edward, Alphonse, and Roy all made sure of it. However, with The Gate connecting the two worlds still open there was one question that lingered in their minds.

What now?

Edward already knew, but they certainly weren’t going to like it.

A clap of his hands and a flash of alchemy severed the plane’s wing, separating Edward from the two alchemists. Roy and Al could only look on in shock and confusion, but Edward himself merely wore a small smile as he spoke.

“That should be enough Alchemic Material to get yourselves down”

The wing of the plane continued to separate from the main body, Roy forced to restrain Al as the younger Elric tried to rush towards his brother, yet both immediately fought back on Edward’s decision, pleading why.

“We have to break the gate on their side. I need you to stay here Al, and destroy it on this side too. So the portal can never be opened again”

He never wanted this to happen. Living on the other side of The Gate was his own punishment to reckon with, sacrificing the safety of either world would never be worth it. So many had gotten hurt, had been killed, because of this. The people of Central City, Noah, Alfons…Hohenheim, it was because of him that they had gotten involved and hurt in the process, so the least Edward could do now was put an end to this for good.

And after all, just the knowledge that Alphonse would be safe here, here in Amestris, was all Edward needed to see to know he’d be making the right decision.

At least, that’s what Edward had to make himself believe.

Ignoring the way his throat tightened, the way his heart pounded in chest with every step he took, Edward forced himself to continue further into the plane, turning away from the sight of Alphonse fighting against Mustang’s hold. But as Alphonse yelled out,

“What about Winry, don’t you know she misses you too!?”

He stopped.

For just a single moment in time, all the resolve he’d worked to build up vanished in an instant.

Edward’s eyes fell to the floor, expression unreadable as he thought to himself. Could he really do this all over again? The only thing that had kept him going in Germany was the far off hope of one day seeing his home again, but if he really did decide to go through with it, this would be it. There would be no more hoping, no more yearning, he’d have to live the rest of his life in this new strange world, grow old and die in it. Amestris would soon become nothing more but a fading memory in the back of his mind.

He would never see his friends and family again.

Edward turned back to face them, a smile forced onto his lips as he proudly brandished his automail arm.

“Tell her thanks. She always made the best”

He couldn’t bear to face Alphonse as his brother finally broke to tears, focusing solely on the journey as he delved into the plane’s cockpit. There would be no turning back, from here on out. This was it.

Soon enough the engine quickly whirred to life, and as the plane careened towards The Gate, Edward gave his final goodbyes to the world he so cherished.

It was time to return to Germany.



But…this wasn’t it.

The moment Edward opened his eyes he realized he wasn’t even in the plane at all. Rather than the cold industrial grays of walls made from steel, Edward found himself in a cabin of all places?

Even more confusing, the corpses of soldiers that littered the floor were now replaced with a group of very much alive people, all seeming to be just as, if not even more confused as him. The room was alive with noise as everyone was trying to figure out what had happened. Yet with all the noise and chaos, it wasn’t exactly the easiest thing to gather one’s mind to form any kind of coherent thought.

Edward himself was still grappling with the sudden change in setting when a door slammed opened, a soldier talking about something Edward couldn’t hear with a man in a costume. Yet soon enough he and the rest of the group were being shuffled outside, far too many questions left wholly unanswered.

They would eventually get some answers, but it was nothing Edward wanted to hear.

To think if he was a normal person, he would have likely been in complete shock at what the two young men claimed. Most people likely wouldn’t ever believe something as out there as being summoned to another world. Except, this wasn’t Edward’s first, or hell even the second time he’d traveled to another world, although it had always been between the two sides of The Gate. Amestris and the world on the other side. He'd occasionally pondered if there had been more worlds beyond the scope of his knowledge, places that were governed neither by the laws of Alchemy or Science.

However Edward would have preferred to not confirm it for himself, but it seemed fate clearly had other plans in store.

That didn’t matter, The Gate was likely still open on both sides, he needed to return home to close it as soon as possible before anyone in Germany could discover it’s existence.

Thankfully, most everyone else in the group also wasn’t so keen as to follow the orders of their kidnappers, many expressing their total disinterest in participating in whatever it was those two were planning. Someone in the group even said something that immediately got Edward’s attention, accusing those two of performing forbidden Alchemy.

“Was this really done through alchemy?”

Edward found himself murmuring. It could be possible, but something about the methods were completely unlike the alchemy he understood. Rather than paying the cost to simply open The Gate (or whatever equivalent there was in this world), they seemed to have brought them here with, as far as he was aware, nothing lost in the exchange. And one of them mentioned something about a counter-spell of all things. Like, magic? Wizards and rabbits coming out of a hat type of magic? For the sake of his own sanity, Edward could only hope that wasn’t the case.

As Ed pondered that potentially horrifying reality, he noticed someone out of the corner of his eyes that almost made him do a double take. A girl around his age with brown skin, purple eyes, and the front strands of her hair parted into braids was seen praying to herself. If it weren’t for the blonde hair and choppy bangs she honestly would have been the perfect fusion of Noah and Rose. Even the way she prayed brought back memories of Rose garbed as the holy maiden, a savior to the people of Liore.

…He never did find out what happened to her.

Edward stood there, a melancholic expression stretched across his face as he gazed towards her. So wrapped up in his memories that once he finally noticed the third eyeball it completely took him by surprise. Realizing he was still very much gawking at her, Edward quickly turned away, hoping the girl hadn’t taken offense.

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Winry was on her way to Edward’s current known location to replace his shattered auto mail. She ended that telephone call with a low growl as he explained for the thousandth time he recklessly wrecked it beyond repair. In an instant, she’s on the train platform, her tool box in her arms then whisked away into a strange world. She trailed behind the group who aren’t keen on helping Basil and Parsley find a flower to help their princess get over a mysterious illness. Although, some of them were hostile. Not that she could blame them for their reactions, she felt similarly to being brought here to help a girl who she wouldn’t see ever again. Though what she could do to help, Winry’s skill lies in prosthetics and medicine rather than combat. She can help in that way. Some of the oddly dressed people are loud. She didn't react so much as to react to that.

A girl accusing Basil and Parsley of using forbidden alchemy intrigued her. Winry is no stranger to alchemy, she thinks of Edward and Alphonse. She shifted her attention from the girl to hear someone mumbling.

Was this really done through alchemy?”

Winry followed the owner of the voice to see a familiar blonde ponytail. “ Ed..?” There’s no mistaking it’s Edward. Edward looks different, slightly older, 18 is her guess. He’s dressed differently, and not in his red coat she’s familiar with. Her anger melted away to confusion. There’s no mistaking it’s Edward. However, this Ed seems different. Some questions now are on her mind.

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