Memoir of a GuardianThere were four guardian beasts protecting the small town of Lostime, located in the heart of Memoria. Phoenix, the Guardian of the Flame, nestled herself within the Fuego Mines' warm interior. Leviathan, Guardian of the Water, dwells in the seas north of the suburbs. Alexander, Guardian of Light, resides within the town clock tower. The Guardian of the Dark, Raffaello, makes his home deep in the Daria Highlands, bordering Lostime's outskirts. All have kept watchful eyes to oversee the tranquility in the land. That is, until one day...Memoir of a Guardian5 years ago in Fanfic - Through Darker Eyes More Like This
"Seems as though that time is drawing closer," spoke a low voice. A dark cavern was dimly lit by several amethysts that were embedded on the wall. The cavern corridor led way to a old shrine, lit by the largest crystal.
"Raffaello, you're going to have a new Oracle under your supervision soon," replied a tall black mage, carefully fixing his navy blue jacket, then his straw hat. He chuckled a bit; he knew that the dark guardian was already awa
The Real Necron StoryIn the darkness beyond life itself, Necron lay in wait upon the Hill of Despair. It was watching television. Necron had watched this station for some time, and was growing attached to, what he assumed, were the stations mascots. It followed the drama of Gaia and Terra endlessly, and was eagerly awaiting the final confrontation between Kuja, the first Angel of Death and Zidane, his replacement.The Real Necron Story5 years ago in Fanfic - Through Darker Eyes More Like This
"The dramatic conclusion of our story will be right back, after a word from our sponsors!"
Necron sighed to itself.
"Ah, Square why can't you just give us fans even the slightest amount of information on this new Final Fantasy! If I wasn't an immortal, all powerful being, I would be rather put off by this trend." Lamented the Embodiment of Death as he watched Zidane chase a Coca-Cola cap across Alexandria for the millionth time. "Oh! It's back on!"
Necron observed with the tempered focus of only a true fanboy as Kuja clashed with Zidane and company for the final time. At last, Kuja staggere