Won't post that much in this wiki.

She is the goddess of sea monster what found in location city of crystal. So here's about that. Sapphire was found in the city crystal Island, she likes her friend, as cloud was like her joining with friend, he owes her friend Sephiroth. To this happen, while sapphire defeat Sephiroth. She found to the crystal city Island. A location was found to another Island. He also can tell about Sephiroth. As she found to the location. The city crystal Island was found to return with cloud and her friend. To meet her with sapphire. As sapphire he is a 30-year-old in the rising to return with the crystal city and can tell about the location. A return was teenage girl, the rising to the city of crystal. To return which was Support Materia. Doing to the necklace for Support Materia

I cried while drawing this

I used the AI Art generator, NightCafe, to create an image of a real life Sephiroth.

The gods play a game and we all are but the pieces of it. No matter how you look at it, you'll reach the same conclusions as me. Each of them plays according to their strategy, and thus we pieces clash.

Materia on one side, Spiritus on the other. I myself was summoned by Spiritus and so were many with whom I interact daily. Both sides are stuck in this world, no way to go home; not any time soon, that's taken for guaranteed.

I've noticed how different both sides operate. My supposed enemies are after Torsions none stop, and while they say they have their own motives for searching and closing them, it's that moogle that leads them. Do they not see they are nothing but pawns in this game? Do they not see how they are dragged and used by the one they follow in this farce? If I come to find some and start a civilized conversation, I shall express these concerns of mine. The strategy is different on my side. Spiritus gave us the information that those with light can open and close Torsions, and also that the stronger the emotion, the stronger the Torsion gets. If he knows, shouldn't Materia know too? Does she know, but refrains from leaking the information? If so, that's probably because such knowledge could meddle with her plans, get in the way of her game strategy. She fears what her warriors would do if only they knew. I may lack answers, but the fact remains that it would seem Spiritus allows more free will than Materia. Of that, I'm grateful. I was never too given to follow orders, not if I can't backstab them later and the plot twist be revealed.

Speaking of the Torsions...... While we can create our own, the warriors go after wild ones. I suspect that perhaps someone created and didn't close them; Kefka quickly comes to mind, sounds like something that clown would do on purpose. And while others could be involved too, could they really have opened all those, or did some appear by another force we have yet to discover? I doubt anyone would know, but I might as well ask to those I end up engaging in conversations with.

I wonder..... Vayne has told me interesting tales of his world. He has told me that in his world there's these beings called Occuria that serve as the gods of that realm. If what he says is true, then it would appear History has always been at the mercy at their mercy. He mentioned one Occuria, by the name of Venat, approached him and is helping him, alongside some of his subordinates, overthrow the Occuria to "get History back to the hands of Man". They defy the gods, it seems, and yet they do so under the wish of one; Venat might be an heretic among the gods, but a god nonetheless. So, that would mean a god wished for Man to control History. Is it all for naught? I wouldn't know, there are no gods in my world, Perhaps what I think is far away from what truly happens and could happen. I should inquire Vayne about that.

Jecht and Seymour had a similar story, though theirs was not about a god, but a religion. As it would seem, Spira, their realm, is heavily supported by Yevon. Jecht didn't show much understanding of it, mentioned he wasn't truly from there. Seymour, on the other hand, held lots of knowledge about it. He told me he had managed to reach the ranks of Maester, apparently one of the highest. It would be a lie if I said I am not impressed. He said machina are forbidden and praying at the temples often is essential; not that I understand of what he speaks, I'm not religious, the only religion I follow is that which spreads havoc. Apparently, a creature dies and is reborn in a vicious cycle. The creature goes by the name of Sin, and what wonderful luck of mine: Jecht himself has had control over it. He said he accompanied a summoner on their pilgrimage as their guardian and by the end of it he volunteered to be their Final Aeon; that's how he came to be a new Sin. It would seem the Final Aeon becomes the new Sin after a period of peace called Calm, or so Seymour says. The people of Spira rely on the teachings of Yevon to prevent Sin from harming them; however, Seymour himself mentioned they are worth nothing, empty words spread to manipulate the people, at least that's how I see it. To cling to such empty hopes... How desolate, to then have your heart break by the sounds of truth...

I feel I'm getting sidetracked. Let us go back to the gods of this world, Materia and Spiritus. I came to notice the gods have a hard time connecting with their warriors, some of them at the very least. They lack a proper understanding of humans and how their emotions affects their actions. Such can especially be seen between Materia and her warriors. My, is that all it takes to be a god? To be above others and lack empathy? If that's so, I am the perfect candidate. Created without childhood and emotions, lacking in the most essential of a human, and always striving to come on top and surpass every and any that get in my way; it's as if I was created to take on godhood. Such a pleasant thought, but only that. To be a god in this realm..... That would imply overthrow the current ones, one of them at least, and take their place. And yet, I don't feel like going after such power. The ending of this play would draw to a close too soon were that to happen. But others could certain do so, that Emperor and that clown seem propitious to do just that at any given moment. I'd bet they'd try to kill the god, but is that even possible? Can a god die? Why does the thought not sound so absurd, and now that I think about it, Materia and Spiritus..... those names seem familiar somehow.

All these thoughts and talk of mine don't really matter for this play. They are to form and stay behind the scenes, away from the audience. For now I'll guard them here, in this chronicle of mine. If I stumble upon new information, I may come and write again. I wonder if some of my colleagues would be eager to join me in this activity. To have chronicles of all warriors, or from more than one at least... Would these even reach other warriors, or the gods even? Will someone else read this, and if so what are their thoughts? I shouldn't dwell on questions, doing so will only eat me up.

To any besides me that come to read this, a civilized talk is always on the table.

From the Reaper,

Kuja

I wonder what AI art generation can do with the names of some of the most well-named areas in FF12....

Let's have a look!

Chamber of First Light

City of Other Days

Corridor of Ages

Dell of the Dreamer

Demesne of the Sandqueen

Echoes from Time's Garden

Field of the Fallen Lord

Footfalls of the Past

Garden of Life's Circle

Hall of Lambent Darkness

Hall of the Wroth God

Path of the Firstfall

Paths of Chained Light

Rays of Ashen Light

Realm of the Elder Dream

Starfall Field

Throne of Veiled Gods

Trail of Fading Warmth

Vale of Lingering Sorrow

Walk of Torn Illusion

...and a special set, just for the Necrohol...

Cloister of Distant Song

Cloister of the Highborn

Hall of Effulgent Light

Hall of Slumbering Might

Hall of the Ivory Covenant

So very impressed with what the AI has come up with!

I designed a series of bank notes for the Archadian Empire, with various denominations of Gil!

Here's the recto (front) of the 1000 Gil note, as an example:

You can check out the album, with all 8 notes (front and back), here. Enjoy!

I was digging through my old stuff at my mom's place, helping her clear out storage space.

I kept a LOT of notebooks from back in my school days.

One of which had my old gMail account used for my schoolwork.

So I stumbled through my old stuff and found my Creative Writing folder.

Found my "Videogame Ideas" folder.

So I started sifting through it.

I had some great ideas back then......others less so.

B U T T H E N !!!

I found my old idea for a Final Fantasy game I had come up with.

So...

I am going to be making some edits to this idea, because I realized that it is more than just an idea for a Final Fantasy game. With some tweaks and adjustments, I will actually be able to make it into its own thing!

So now I am working on getting back in the groove I had when writing this old thing, making edits to remove my cringe here-and-there, and going to make this into a book series.

One where a Human finds himself accidentally isekaied to a fantasy world and has to go on an adventure to find the means of returning home. However, will he be willing to pay the toll to go home? Does he even want to return to Earth?

So...

Now I am redesigning my idea of what FFXV could've been into...

Soul of Sunara

Figured I should share this find with you all.

It was a nice sunny day. We're in a vast grass field, some monsters here and there, all sort of kinds. The flying type could be seen soaring the skies, the rest just kept going on with their usual habits, hunting each other down like the wild animals and monsters they were. This place was known as the Veldt.

In between all the monsters, a different figure passed by. He was tall, his silver hair and feather flowing with the soft breeze passing by. He was wearing his usual attire: a purple bolero jacket with white sleeves and a silver bangle closing it, a half-skirt (which the man preferred the term "leg cape") being held by four straps, purple leggings and pointy boots that go all the way up to the knees. The man in question was very pale, making him blend with the white predominant color of his clothes, his darker blue eyes becoming slightly purple with the angle of the light, matching his purple details. This figure wasn't from this specific world; however, he could be often found here, chatting with any of his friends from here. His name? Kuja.

But this time he was alone. Walking around the Veldt, taking his mind off of any stressful thing he might have and just enjoying some nice fresh air.

As he walked by, the tall man came to a stop. In front of him stood, more like crouched, a little boy. At first, the older male didn't know what to do, but decided to crouch too to the younger's level.

- I'm Gau! I'm your friend! - the green haired young child said, happy and smiling from ear to ear. Gau and Kuja were acquaintances and Gau enjoyed to spend time with the silver man; he felt he could be more wild and himself around him. He wasn't really sure why, but Kuja just let him, so who cares?

- Hehe. - Kuja chuckled a little, petting Gau's head. - Hey, little buddy. - this specific sentence was said in a voice that didn't truly belonged to him, but a man named Sabin, who was non other than Gau's caretaker. - How are you doing today? - Kuja finished it off, now speaking with his actual voice and not mimicking anyone, giving away a little smile as well.

At this question, Gau jumped on Kuja, knocking both on the ground. Kuja could swear, if Gau had a tail, it would totally be wagging it frenetically.

- Waa- Wow! Haha! I'll take that as a "I'm fine!". - The older male said, mimicking Gau's voice while saying "I'm fine!", much to the other's happiness. - Good to know you're ok. - Now back at his normal voice, Kuja once again pet Gau's head.

- Gau?! Gau! GAU?! Where are ya, little buddy? Gau? - a strong malr voice called out in the distance. Suddenly, footsteps could be heard, the person was running towards our villainous protagonist and his friend. - There ya are!

The person, a muscular man with white pants and a blue shirt, a green sash around his waist, common blonde hair and blue eyes, came running, stopping in front of the boys that still remained on the ground. Upon laying his eyes on him, Gau jumped towards his caretaker Sabin while Kuja stood back up and composed himself.

- Found ya! - Sabin said, ruffling Gau's hair the best he could, the green haired boy was basically on his back. - Oh, Kuja. -he said, as his eyes laid on the other male present. - Ya're here too? How are ya? - he questioned. He was familiar with the man, but he didn't expect to find him here, all alone.

- I'm fine. So, you're here with Gau. Came to take him on a walk? - Kuja joked. He was expecting to see Sabin, since Gau was around. He knew Gau wouldn't be running around so freely like that without Sabin around.

- Hey, he's no dog! - the blonde man quickly protested. - I just brought him here because this is where he grew. - he explained, still not over Kuja's quote. - You know, it's nice to visit your birthplace from time to time. I sometimes pay a visit to Figaro and my brother. - he added, a proud smile on his face as he mentioned his blood. - Don't you do the same?

- Tch. All I can do is wish. - the silver beauty answered. - I destroyed my birthplace, it's not like I had many good memories of it, and visiting my siblings is basically impossible, even for someone as nimble as me. - he said sadly, looking down as he mentioned his siblings, who he wished to interact more with.

- Is it really that bad? - Sabin asked, believing Kuja was merely exaggerating.

- To start, Zidane thinks I'm dead. - Kuja started explaining. - Appearing in front of him alive... Who knows what he'll do. Probably just order to execute me, even though I'm immortal now. - ever since his brother became king, their relationship has become even more non-existent than before. There were things Kuja wished to speak with him about, but even if he ever got the chance, the silver man doubted he would be able to spill it out. Besides, he highly believed his brother hated him from the bottom of his heart.

- What about Mikoto? - Mikoto was often referred to in Kuja's speeches, so it was no surprise Sabin would ask about her, considering she hasn't been mentioned yet by her older brother.

- She knows I'm alive. - despite speaking of her a lot, Kuja had never mentioned to anyone that she knew he lived, hence why it was the first thing he said. - Sometimes I visit her, when I manage to pass unnoticed. We talk a bit, I don't stay for long to avoid being caught. - it was true. He wished he could stay longer besides his sister, but considering she now passed her time in the castle, even if it was mostly outside, in the garden, near the river, waiting for him, he couldn't risk getting caught. He feared what could happen to him, but even more to her. He sighed. - Aside from these moments with her, I am once again alone, like before. But this time... I don't even have my Silver Dragon to keep me company. - he said sadly, looking up and away from them as he remembered all the times Silver was with him, comforting him and giving the company that no other living being could give.

At hearing this, Gau saddened as well, remembering his own past. As he took notice, Sabin struck the little man's hair once more, hoping to raise his spirits, ever so slightly.

- It's painful, you know? Being all alone. - Kuja bluntly said, turning back to the other two.

- I can only imagine. - being alone wasn't really something that had occurred in Sabin's life, not to the point of fully understand how painful it is. He always had eitheir his parents or Duncan, and later on his brother and their friends to keep him company and spare him from loneliness. As much as he wanted to understand what did Kuja had gone through, he simply couldn't.

- Gau knows. It's very sad. - with his broken English, Gau spoke out, catching the two older males off guard. His face was washed with sadness. Having grow in the wild, Gau was never too familiar with another himan beings, and while he was never truly alone due to being with the monsters, a feeling of loneliness always reside inside him for some reason.

- But you're not alone anymore. - Kuja affirmed as he went to pet Gau's hair yet again. - And I know I'm not alone eitheir. - he continued, a smile creeping on his face, as well as the other two.

- Of course you're not alone. You have us. - a female voice ringed through the air.

- We are like family, aren't we, "cousin"? - now it was a male's voice and it spoke rather sarcastically.

They all look over the way the voices came, crossing their eyes with a few random monsters before they laid on two individuals walking towards them. On the background, they could see the shape of an airship.

- Setzer! Celes. - Kuja called out, smiling at seeing two of his biggest friends present. - Didn't think I'd see you today. - he surely wasn't expecting to cross paths with them today, but still liked the fact he did.

- Life is a gamble. - Setzer spoke, his gambler metaphors appearing. - You never know what it will bring.

Suddenly, Setzer is attacked by a green-haired fur ball, almost losing his balance and getting knocked on the floor.

- Wa- Hey! Calm down! - he yelled, wishing Gau would leave him alone. He really wasn't in the mood to deal with the little guy.

- You kidnap ladies, but aren't even able to take hold of a child? - Celes teased, smirking, both her hands on her hips.

- Being a parent isn't the family's business. At least not to some. Talking by experience... - Kuja answered, seeing Setzer and Sabin struggling to calm Gau. While at first he spoke rather ironically, it soon turned to melancholy, as he remembered his late son, Vivi, whom he hadn't truly spent time with.

- Right. Forgot that fake family of yours is full of people with family issues. - Celes let out, remembering what Kuja had told her about this so called "fake family" of his.

- You just described almost everyone in the Final Fantasy multiverse and I'm not exaggerating. - Kuja pointed out. We all have to admit, it isn't a lie. - Anyways, what are you both doing her? Setzer kidnapped you again? - this time Kuja was the one teasing.

- I can only dream of such. - no longer being attacked by Gau, Setzer spoke out. He knew, however, that Celes was for Locke and he had no chance, but he didn't mind. He was after someone else already.

- No, he didn't kidnap me. What do you take me for? A fragile villager? - Celes was pissed, and became even more after what Setzer said. How dare they mock her in such a way?!

- Alright, ma'am. I was just kidding. - Kuja raised his hands in a defensive way, knowing your worst nightmare is an angry lady. - Looks like the public isn't up for jokes today. - he finished, mumbling and looking away.

- Hmph. And to answer your question, I asked Setzer to take me to Mobliz to visit Terra. - Celes still hasn't fully calmed down, but she went to answer Kuja's question before anything else happened that would make her want to chop the heads of both silver-haired males.

- So that's where you're heading! - with Gau on his back, Sabin said. He had passed the time trying to control Gau, achievement he had manage a few minutes ago. He was listening to the whole conversation the best he could, but still lost part of it; he had, however, caught Celes's last sentence fully.

- Gau likes Terra. Gau wants to go too! Uwaoo~ Uwaoo~ - the little guy happily let out, excitement all over him, especially after hearing his friend's name.

- Terra, uh? It has been a while since I last spoke with her. Shall I accompany you as well? - Kuja asked, willing to encounter his protégé yet again and interact with her once more.

- Well then, all aboard! - Setzer yelled, heading to the airship. The others followed, talking and laughing as they went.

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Story: The gamble life is

Written by: @CorujinhaGamer26

Featuring:

@CorujinhaGamer26 as Kuja

@Zappyzippy as Gau

@Vivibm2000 as Sabin

@KillRoy231 as Setzer

@EvraeAltana as Celes

Word count: no idea, but less than the last one.

Purpose of the story: my birthday (yes, I give presents to myself)

Ah, yes, another Wattpad like story lol. Honestly, I could almost post them there. Keyword: almost.

Once again it has some of my headcanons, so if you are confused about anything, just ask and I'll try to answer the best I can. This was also a bit rushed, as yesterday had a morning to forget and I procrastinated during the afternoon, barely spending time in this to not have to do it all today. Good thing the last class is to forget and I can use it for this.

⚠️Spoiler alert ⚠️

This story has slight spoilers and references to FFIX and Dissidia NT. Other sort of references are minimal. If you wish to avoid them, please avoid reading.

If you're fine with this, then please proceed. To understand what's going on, please read the note at the end.

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In a world referred by many as World B, a world extended by illusions of places from other worlds, a lady explores a little plaza. In the middle stands a ticket shop, in the background a majestic castle, and all around the place different boxes and little stands. Only the girl is there, watching in awe the place she had stumble upon in her travels when she was looking for summons to help defeat the planesgorgers and posteriorly Shinryu to save this world.

This damsel goes by the name of Terra; some closer people call her Tina if they wish. Her blonde sweet hair emitting a golden shine in the breathtaking view, her vivid red coloured clothes standing out in the middle of what seemed like an old oil painting. A friend of almost every person that stepped on this world and loved by many as well, her current location had been stuck in her mind ever since she put her feet in it for the first time.

- It's beautiful, isn't it? - a voice said, startling the young lady.

- Uh? - Terra turned around to look at who had just come in the eyes, even though their voice had already give it way. - Oh, Kuja! - a smile was drawn on her lips after her eyes crossed the ones of the man who had saved her more than once and to whom she had become great friends with, despite him being a supposed enemy. - It is. It's so charming. - she turned back to admiring the little location.

- Do you remember what happened here when we first came? - asked the tall figure besides her, his medium silver hair slightly flowing with the little breeze.

- Alexander attacked us and... - started the young lass, remembering the event all over again, the pain it brought her as well. - You seemed guilty of that. Why? - she had to know. She might not have another time to ever ask why it happened. Why did Kuja say it must have been a mistake for him to be there. But right now, it seemed both would have time enough for a proper conversation. And she is not backing down without answers.

- You want to know, uh? - Kuja was more than aware that he owed her an explanation. He was merely pushing her to ask the question. - I suppose I should tell you. You deserve to know. - and so he started telling tales of his world of origin. - As you might know, this is a place back at my world. It's called Alexandria and is one of the big nations of the Mist Continent. - His hands were pointing to everywhere while he started presenting the kingdom; a little break in his speech was made as he too watched the place, despite knowing it quite well.

- Alexandria? That sounds like Alexander. - Terra couldn't let this little detail pass unaware. Could it be the reason why Alexander was found here?

- Aye. Alexandria's castle is Alexander. - the white villain stated, fully aware the question would come and ready to answer it.

Terra was now more than ever staring at the castle in the background, imagining it as Alexander. Her eyes didn't look anywhere else. Kuja couldn't help but smile a gentle smile as he watched one of the few with whom he had manage to build a strong bond with listen to him with such happiness, thing he only had watched from his sister.

- Wow! You mean, that castle is secretly Alexander back at your world? - the young lady was so excited, she wanted to visit his world and see for herself. - How do you summon it? - she had to know. She was so happy, she wanted to know more! But then....

- Was. - was all Kuja said, with a voice and face as neutral as the color white presented all over him.

- What? - Was? What does that mean? What could he mean with that? What is going on?! Terra's expression showed her confusion as much as her thoughts.

- Was secretly Alexander. - he said, his face not changing at all. - At least after what I... - he stopped on his tracks. He had to answer the confused and curious lady besides him. But... It wasn't truly his fault, was it? Then why is he blaming himself? - no, after what Garland did, - that's right. Garland was the one who destroyed Alexandria, it's his fault. - Alexander should no longer exist. Unless rebuilding the castle to its original state allows Alexander to keep on living and eventually be summoned again. - the possibility exists, that can't be denied. But still, it's so absurd. Why did he even said such a thing?

- You destroyed Alexandria?! - the lass was so confused and startled. That caught her off guard. One could even sense a bit of anger in her. But the destruction of Alexandria was the only possible event for the death of Alexander, right? And considering the male was a villain, she was fully aware he could have very well done it. She hadn't listened to Kuja mentioning Garland, the male let it out in such a whisper only he heard.

- I didn't intend to destroy it all. - Kuja remarked. He had upset Terra and he didn't like that. Now he'll have to tell her an even longer tale. - Blame Garland for that. - he quickly spoke out. Terra showed a little confusion in her eyes. Garland? There was only one she knew with that name and he wasn't from Kuja's world, though both shared quite the father-son relationship. Her attention went back to the silver-haired man as he kept going. - All I did was call forth Bahamut to cause some destruction to encourage Alexander's summoning. I never intended to destroy all of Alexandria. - he tried to sound as true as he could as the truth came out of his mouth. Being already dead had made it harder to lie, something he did a lot throughout his life, yet some would still doubt his words. He couldn't blame them. Why wouldn't they question him? They have the reason to.

- What happened? -Terra had to know. She wouldn't stop bothering him until she gets her answer. But then she remembered something, stopping Kuja from continuing - Wait, I remember you saying to Zidane Alexander was your goal. Why is that? - since she was asking questions, might as well ask all of them.

There was nothing Kuja could do but answer her. The last thing he wanted was to upset her more than he already did. He stared at his feet for a while, memories he wished would be gone already flowing in his mind. Taking a deep breath, he then went:

- Well, Garland, not the one we see here in World B, the one back at my world, is my creator. - he had took notice of the lass's confused expression upon hearing Garland's name before. He knew he had to start by explaining who was he talking about. - My father, if you can even call him one... - he pretty much whispered, a sad and angered tone in this last sentence that left his mouth. Terra was close enough to hear and her face showed a concerned expression, wondering why mentioning his father hurted him so much.

- Is he that bad? - she had to know. She just hopped she didn't step on a mine, ready to explode.

- Long story short, two years after I abandoned Zidane in Gaia, my "father" banished me from Terra, my birthplace. - that he had abandoned Zidane was a well known fact among everyone, thus he didn't need to say anything that happened before that, to avoid remembering those memories that haunt him every night and unable him to sleep. Obviously, he gestured the quotation marks with his hands as he said "father". He just can't stand hearing himself call him that. No. Not that Garland. His expression softened, however, upon saying his birthplace's name, which coincidentally is the same as the blonde beauty besides him. Ironic, considering he didn't have too many happy memories in that hell of a planet.

- Oh, so that's why... - others might have known about Kuja's banishment, but for Terra it was the first time she ever acknowledged that. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. - And what did you intend to do from there?

- Overcome him. Get back at him. Prove him I'm superior and not just some useless tool! - Kuja immediately answered, rage all over his voice as it took a crescendo, the sentence finishing with basically a shout. Terra had whimpered at the sudden burst, but she didn't blame him for anything. She knew he needed to take it all out, and she was up for the task of hearing him out.

- Being a tool... I know the feeling... - her quiet voice sweetly spoke, as some of her past memories of torture came back. This didn't go unnoticed by the man.

- Sorry. I didn't mean to trigger any of your memories. - he immediately apologized. Kuja didn't like to see a lady sad, and the fact that it was someone as sweet as Terra was breaking his monochrome heart even more. He hated himself for making her upset. Both knew Kuja is quite the insensitive person, but he was trying hard to change that and actually learn and get used to feelings. It seems he still has a long way to go.

- It's fine. - Terra could sense the little despair in Kuja, she had to assure him everything was alright. It did calmed the young villain a bit, and that's enough for her. - So, where does Alexander come in all of this? - to distance the conversation from its current point, she went back to the start. Why was Alexander Kuja's goal was what she really needed and truly wished to know.

- I was gonna use it to surpass Garland. - he knew he needed to explain more; Terra's face was still as confused as it was when she first heard him mentioning Garland. - You see, back at my world, Alexander is so powerful that its gem got divided into four pieces. By bringing the four parts together, you could summon it.

Terra has been speaking with the others like her and has been discovering more and more about the way their worlds work. That in Kuja's world the Espers, there called Eidolons, were obtainable through gems was one of the things Zidane had already inform her about. Hearing Alexander's was divided due to how powerful the summon was left her flabbergasted. It must really be powerful. Then it occurred her:

- So you did get Alexander! - the way Kuja phrased that, he must have manage to get Alexander. She was certain. - How did -

- I didn't. - Kuja interrupted, his face completely neutral, like the other time he had corrected her.

- Uh?! - what? But how? She was certain he got it. Hearing that he didn't caught her off guard yet again.

- My brother and his friends were the ones with the four parts. - the silver figure quickly answered, knowing leaving a lady waiting wouldn't be good. - You could almost say it was thanks to me they even got them all, but I suppose that is debatable. - everything was debatable when it was this guy saying it. Although, he should receive a little credit, for it was thanks to him Zidane even met all of those friends to start with. - Anyway, Alexander was summoned and I was about to abduct it so I could use it; however, Garland took control over the Invincible and destroyed Alexandria instead. I guess he found out about my plan, thus he intervened. - as he went to tell what truly mattered to answer the lady's question, Kuja couldn't help but think of how bad he looked after the incident, his figure truly in a deplorable state. He hated remembering that day. For someone who always looks so graceful and dresses perfectly, not a single stain in any of his white clothes, remembering his figure after the destruction of the city pained him much.

- So that's what happened... And Alexander was mad at you for that... - Terra had already guessed it couldn't be something good, considering Kuja was involved. That it was bad, tragic even, had already crossed her mind, though the destruction of an entire city hadn't fully passed yet. Still, what shocked her more was the fact Kuja stated Alexandria's destruction wasn't his fault, not fully at least. Could Alexander not care about that and simply attacked them for Kuja being there as he was one of the culprits for the land's destruction? Or could something else be involved too?

- I apologize for making the mission more difficult. That wasn't my intention. - Kuja suddenly blurted out, which caught the girl lost in thought off guard.

- No need to apologize. - she knew he didn't mean to make it harder for her and his brother. Even though she knows the rivalry both share, she also knows Kuja wouldn't dare put Zidane in much danger. The young villain had told her many times how protective he is of his sibling behind the villainous mask he wears. - We managed to overcome that difficulty, didn't we? - she said with a smile as she looked at the tall man. He couldn't help but chuckle a little while giving a nod. You could see both were enjoying each other's company.

- Having someone oblivious to the situation might actually be an advantage sometimes. Had Squall not been fighting alongside me when we encountered Snow and Odin... I don't think I would manage to pull that one by myself. - a female voice suddenly said, and to its sound the two friends turned to cross eyes with a strawberry ice cream haired girl, fighter written all over her stance.

- Oh, Lightning! - the blonde girl ran to the other, happy to see one of the people that accompanied her in their quest for summons. Kuja slowly walked up to both ladies. - You had a hard time here too?

- Emotionally difficult. - the lady by the alias of Lightning stated. - I never thought I would find Snow here, let alone seeing him as a warrior of Spiritus... - she didn't like her sister's boyfriend a lot, but for that exact reason, for the fact that it was her sister's lover, she didn't want to fight him. Until this very day she was still glad she was not alone at the time.

- Having someone on the other side that is very important to you can be hard to deal with. I know that all too well... - a soft male voice spoke, earning him the stares of the three previously mentioned characters. This time, Kuja was the first one to walk up to the new placed figure.

- Tch. You're not the only one, twin brother! - the dragon onwer stated, smirking as he referred to the other male as if he was someone of his family, which wasn't true. Or was it...?

- I know. - the paladin said, fully aware he wasn't the only one with family on the opposite side of the battlefield. - Also, we don't even have the same age for you to consider me your twin, let alone be brothers. - the man by the name of Cecil Harvey said. He knew Kuja was just messing around and didn't truly mean it when he called him his "twin brother", but both can play that game.

- Hey! Let me have my fake family fantasy in peace! - the young villain remarked. He truly cherished this fake family of his, they are for him the family he never had. Hearing someone dismantling it, even more one of its members, hurt him, in a very metaphorical way. He knew very well Cecil was just playing around.

- Fake family? Is that what you call your friends? - Lightning asked, a slight worry in her voice. She definitely didn't want to belong to this fake family fantasy of Kuja. Depending on the answer received, she was ready to punch him in the face and start a battle with him right there and then, no matter how pointless it would be.

- Nope. - the mage said in a relaxing and almost playful way, knowing very well why the question. And knowing very well Lightning wouldn't want a yes for an answer. Still, it was the truth. - That's what I call those who I find many and cool similarities. - at this point, some would even question if this man truly was Kuja or not. He looked so joyful, in a way anormal to his character, perhaps even childish. Lightning certainly belonged to this group. Terra and Cecil, however, were more aware of this side of the white stained figure, thus this was more than normal for them. Lightning received the answer she wanted, Kuja could see it in her expression. He could see her questioning his behaviour, but she didn't bring up to conversation.

- And I'm one of them... - Cecil remembered, stating it in a bored way just to tease Kuja a little. He did know where their similarities were, why was he referred to as twin brother. Kuja had told him multiple times.

- Why stay at fake? Why not make it real? - Terra asked. It's the first time she ever heard of this fake family thing. In their various conversations, Kuja had never spoke of such a thing. She was very oblivious to the whole extension of it, but she definitely was curious to hear more.

- Haha. The fake part is just because they aren't by biological family. - Kuja chuckled, explaining the reason of why the "fake" in what for him was so real. - For me, they're as real as they can get. - a sweet smile slowly appeared on his face as he said those words out loud, remembering all the conversations and nicknames he had given to every single member of his family.

- That's so sweet! - The blonde clapped her hands together, smiling from ear to ear after hearing Kuja's true words, showing how much he had come from his isolation. She was very happy for him, she could sense him getting more and more used to feelings and emotions and she was certain this fake fanily would be the best place for him to start. She was obviously going to do her part and help too.

- Our friends and family are what gives us strength. What you consider your family and friends is up to you. - Cecil philosophically said, his purple eyes shining a galactic shine. His mind now spacing off to when he had to fight his brother on a previous cycle, when he said something similar to his first quote of just now.

- In the end, we're all part of a giant family. You just need to find what role do you take. - Kuja added, hinting to a family that not even Lightning could escape from, no matter what.

- Y'all talking about family and don't invite me? - despite being a question, and one anyone could assume would be spoken out with anger or disappointment, this time it came from a cheerful male voice who immediately ran towards the little group upon overhearing their last bits of dialogue, focusing a lot on the world family.

- Tidus! - the Lunarian boy called out his friend who had accompanied him for a short time in a previous cycle, before Cecil went his own way. - I thought you'd be with Firion right now. - it's no wonder the young adult would think of such. Ever since Tidus and Firion met, they have become quite the inseparable duo. Even this time they fought alongside each other, as they had done in previous ones. Seeing one way from the other was basically unthinkable.

- We all thought he'd be with Firion. The two are more inseparable than Gilgamesh and Enkidu, and those are rarely seen apart. - Kuja said, with that teasing tone in his voice characteristic of him.

- Haha. - Tidus couldn't help but chuckle. What they were saying was true, he couldn't deny it. His friendship with Firion is one of the most famous ones all around. - Well, Firion is helping Ace alongside Zidane and Vaan. So, I went to explore the different places and here I am now. - the dream boy stated, knowing they needed an explanation about his friend's whereabouts and why wasn't he with him.

- Travelling, uh? - Lightning was a bit surprised Tidus decided to travel around instead of accompany his friend, but the boy was free to do whatever he wanted. It wasn't her business.

- Have you seen more people around? - Terra asked, curiosity and excitement to hear about Tidus's travels all over her voice.

- Not really. I've caught a glimpse of some people, but didn't talk to them. - the newcomer to the group answered while scratching his head. - But you were talking about family? - he really wanted to take part of this conversation. One could easily understand why: if he ever gets the chance, you bet he's gonna use it to speak poorly about his father. Oh, how much he hates the man...

- Indeed. - Cecil spoke. Then he rememebered - You have family on Spiritus's side too. Jecht, right? - Cecil knew he was right, even if his phrasing didn't make it look so. You would need to live under a rock to not know of Tidus's and Jecht's father and son relationship, that no one can understand if it's crumbling or building up.

- I heard you are in better terms with him. - the only Spiritus's warrior of the group remarked, which earned him a look from the blonde boy.

- Who told you that? - Tidus knew Kuja and Jecht were good friends, but he didn't think his father would bring that up in a conversation with the silver male.

- Jecht himself. - Kuja smugly said, aware that Tidus didn't think his father would ever speak of it. Well, it wasn't a total lie, but it wasn't the total truth eitheir. Kuja had caught glimpses of both father and son together, surprisingly not fighting or shouting at each other. He also managed to hear bits of their conversations, and they hinted for a non violent bond. While he experienced some moments himself, he did asked Jecht about it, to which the older male had answered him, rather reluctantly, not wanting to really bring it up.

- I should have seen that one coming. - Tidus still didn't believe his father would ever speak of it, but he knew that Kuja would have only heard of it from his old man. - But yeah, we're on better term. For now.

- For now? - the way Tidus had pronounce it was bothering Lightning. What could the male mean by "for now"? Why would he have the need to even specify that?

- He still made my life hell! - everyone knew of Tidus's hate for his father, even Jecht himself. Despite being on better terms with his old man, the teenage dream wouldn't forgive him that easily. He actually thought everyone would have guessed that. Seems like he was wrong.

- Living to someone's expectations... - Kuja suddenly blurted out, quietly. - I really need to get some adoption papers. - not even the speaker understood why did he said that, but something inside him made him do so. That earned him confused stares from everyone. He too was staring confused at some thing random, still trying to understand from where did this wish come from.

- Adoption papers? - Terra asked. Kuja was the last person she ever believed would adopt someone. Well, not really the last, there were people below him, but he said it so suddently she was taken aback. - You're going to adopt someone? - she knew the answer was most probably yes, considering he said he needed them, but now she was curious about who was going to be adopted and why.

- I might as well take Squall and Tidus away from their asshole fathers. - it's not the first time Kuja actually thinks of this. The thought had occurred to him multiple times, he knew the two teenagers didn't like their fathers, and that being with them could've actually bring more suffering to the kids, each in their way. No one cared that Kuja just called Laguna and Jecht assholes, everyone knew his thinking about them. Jecht himself was constantly bombarded by the term, having become the way Kuja calls him casually. If Kuja doesn't call him with that name, that usually means something is wrong.

- You'd really do something like that? - Tidus was burning with excitement. You could see it all over him. It's as if he had just won the blitzball cup. He was still shocked, he never thought Kuja would be someone willing to adopt others, let alone adopt him, but he was actually liking the thought.

- Not like it would cut your ties to them, they are still your biological fathers, but perhaps help you forget a bit those ties. - knowing he could manage to keep Tidus's smile present was enough for Kuja to want to do this. Tidus's smile and laugh is one of the most cherished things around, it's his mark. And so are Terra's innocence, Squall's isolation, Zidane's flirting, and all the other aspects that characterizes each of them. Knowing he could preserve them was enough reason for him to proceed.

- I'm totally down for that! - Tidus affirmed, doing his signature gesture of confirmation with his hand.

- I wouldn't really take care of you though. You're on your own. - Kuja quickly remarked, killing whatever expectations the blonde male could have of him doing so, if there were any to start with. He knew that adopting someone meant taking care of them, but Kuja was quite the busy person, not to forget he wasn't fond of children. And there was still the detail of them not being from the same world.

- Doesn't matter. Works for me. - Tidus was satisfied by simply having his ties with his old man ever so slightly weaker. It didn't matter how it would then be, whatever will do just fine for him.

- But would Squall agree with this? - Lightning thought out loud, she wasn't entirely sure if the brunette would really accept this.

- Considering his view on Laguna, I would be more surprised if he refused. - Kuja wasn't completely sure if it was true, but it had truth in it. Squall never understood or was a big fan of his father. It's not like he could even see a father in him. Refusing the opportunity to cut their ties would be rather shocking.

- It's so sweet what your doing. - Terra said as she clapped her hands together. Seeing her friend create such strong bonds was warming her heart. - It doesn't even feel like you are a "bad guy". - she completed, as she gestured the quotation marks, a little smirk on her face.

- Redemption can reach everyone. - considering his story and the one of his relatives, it's no surprise Cecil would say something like this. Kuja had even told him this was one their similarities, in a way.

Realizing how dumb part of their conversation had turned to, the group started to laugh, except Lightning who just let out a sigh. As they kept laughing, Kuja suddenly stopped, sensing something calling him. Realizing it was the other Spiritus's warriors, he let out a bored sigh, he really didn't like to deal with them. Well, most of them; some like Golbez were his only reason for even visiting, all the rest gave him reason to just be anywhere except that tower.

- I'd love to stay and talk more, but I must go. - The silver beauty informed, as he started walking to a portal that had recently appeared. - We shall catch on some other time. - he waved them goodbye and the others mimicked, except Lightning, each in their way.

- Kuja, don't be a stranger. - Terra took the opportunity to mimic her goodbye words from the other time, from when they had finished defeating Alexander and the planesgorgers were starting to show.

Kujs took noticed of what she was doing and played along, mimicking the acknowledging nod, like he had done the other time. This made a smile appear on Terra's face, happy that his amnesia hasn't taken that memory away from him.

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Story: Family is where the heart is

Written by: @CorujinhaGamer26

Featuring:

• @CorujinhaGamer26 as Kuja

• @Zappyzippy as Terra

• @KillRoy231 as Lightning

• @Vivibm2000 as Cecil

• @Demi-Shura as Tidus

Word count: no idea, but they're a lot.

Purpose of the story: Zappy's birthday gift, like promised. Hope ya like, bro.

Well, this looks a lot like some random Wattpad one shot lol. It was supposed to be a comic, but I can't draw and school is already taking too much of my time, so you get just the story.

There are few of my headcanons present, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I'll answer them the best way I can.

Final Fantasy III Anime created by Ufotable and similar to FF3 Manga.

The Artstyle Takeuchi Takashi

FF3 Anime Heroes:

Shima (compared to Luneth and Muuchi)

Daigo (compared to Arc and Doug)

Kasu (compared to Refia and Melfi)

Gen (compared to Ingus and J. Bowie)