Chapter 01 - A spell of troubleChapter 01 - A spell of trouble4 years ago in Humor More Like This
A spell of trouble
"This is it, Chi."
A tall slender man with light blonde hair and stunning blue eyes took a cool stance and raised what looked to be a staff in the air.
The man, Fai D. Flourite, to be exact, was a mage of much talent, but due to some unfortunate circumstances, he had to leave the world that he now called home.
"I'm going to meet her, the dimensional witch, that is."
The girl who he had been speaking to, Chi, looked up and Fai with fondness in her eyes, she knew as much as he did that he had to go, but would miss him terribly.
Without another word Fai held his staff horizontally in both hands and began to perform his spell; a spell that would allow him to travel to a different world entirely.
But of course without knowing what was about to befall him, Fai completed his spell and saw the world before him disappear in an instant.
It was only a moment after that he realized something was indeed very, very wrong.
Vic and the Secret Door Ch. 18Chapter Eighteen: In Which Compliments Are GivenVic and the Secret Door Ch. 184 years ago in Humor More Like This
To say that what happened next was unexpected would be a gross understatement. And that was the thing about Plans. They could be perfect, absolutely beautiful in theory, but life was like Winry Rockbell in that it had a way of throwing a wrench in things.
"Aw, man, what the hell?" said Edward's voice.
At least, Vic thought it was Edward's voice. His hearing had begun to rapidly overcompensate, adding the edge of an echo to everything, or maybe that was just the place. He couldn't tell, because it was black - completely, pitch, doom-is-upon-us-and-I-can't-see-it-coming black.
"Where's the akuma clown?" demanded another of his vocal doppelgangers - Ikkaku, probably. The voice thing hadn't been a problem up to this point, but Vic now had to tell on inflection and personality alone, which wouldn't have been so difficult if the sheer blackness wasn't so disorienting. He couldn't see a thing, not even when he waved