Looking out over the hill i find myself standing on, in what could possibly be the last hour of my life. I truly and fully feel satisfied with the life that i managed to carve out for myself. 

So, i assume you're interested in what this story is all about. The story is about me, Ke'levinor, or Levy as i personally prefer. as i look back at the decently sized army that is about to *cough* overwhelm me *cough*. 

It all started a few hundred years ago, when i was just a teeny weeny asshat, or the village freak as my fans back then liked to call me. Ahh fond memories. as i rub my chin in thought, feeling the bald spot on my left cheek. 

you see, I've always been a little different then others. Not in the 'oh look, that freak has an additional arm or his pinky bends the wrong way.' No i was different because i could see strands of flowing materia that others could not perceive. And as an innocent kid you point out the pretty flowing shiny sparkly warkly. 

In hindsight i never really learned to shut up. 

As i look at the army one more time, as they're almost within the kilometer range. Yes we use logical units in the multiverse. I NEVER UNDERSTOOD HOW PEOPLE COULD USE FEET AND HANDS AS MEASUREMENTS. 

Ahem, excuse me, thinking back to the day that started it all. 

T'was a day like any other honestly, i had just turned 14 about a week ago, and it started with my mom yelling me to get out of bed for it was almost time to get working, unbelievable right?

Well, i was born on the world of Yggdro. Mana as many like to call it, or 'magic' is very real in this world. 

Everyone has access to it, it's just a select few that have enough talent, capacity or whatever mumbo jumbo they like to tell you, to actually turn it into a spell. THIS IS QUITE FALSE I DISCOVERED. 

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*cough* ahem anyway, the world I was born on was very medieval with loads of magical enchantments for peoples conviences. 

I mean who needs a steam engine when you can just put a little bit of mana in your propulsion enchantment and whoosh off you go. 

So the technological age is very unlikely to happen on this planet. 

I worked as a kitchen helper in the local village Tavern. The owner is a big pot bellied ogre of a man, good old Big Do. He's the brewer off the establishment. His wife, also a big pot bellied ogre of a man, but then female. Snusnu in a very bad, ugly, disgusting run for your life kind of way. Bigger Do. 

As i was on my way to the tavern, which is about a 10 minute walk from my mom's place. Now i hear you think, what about his dad? 

Well, apparently he got eaten by a Rak'van, very big mean lizard looking thing. A herd of them attacked the village when i was around 2 years old. 

So as i was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, i was on the way to the tavern when both sun's suddenly dissapeared from the sky. Not even an explosion or anything, just poof and gone.

Next thing i know, the earth starts shaking and making all sorts of loud noises, you'd reckon it's doomsday.

And quite frankly, you'd be right.

This is where it appeared, an actual elementor called Sar'lokto'incen. I later learned he went by the name Loko.

An elementor was practically unkown before on Yggdro. An to give a short description of an elementor, would be absolutely bonkers big, end of the world kind off being, they're about the size of a moon body and generate their own gravity. If you were to compare them to a god, you'd be giving gods way too much credit.

A god would be considered a child next to an elementor, especially one as big as Sar'lokto'incen. I'll just refer to him as Loko from now on for conviences sake.

Loko was traveling through our dimension and decided he didn't like our giant gas balls of light, and snuffed them out.

Technically destroying this part of the universe. As he looked at the planet he somehow noticed me. Shrunk down and landed in front of me.

I was shivering at this point, from two causes actually. 1 because i was now face to face with the destroyer of everything i ever knew, and 2 because it was seriously getting cold. Who would've thought that the planet would cool down that fast.

To get back on track, when Loko looked down he saw something in me, to this day i have not figured out what caught his attention. 

But he offered to take me under his wing, to learn from him how to nurture my materia sight and quite frankly stay alive.

As i kind of didn't want to die, i accepted his offer. And this is how my story started. Now if you'll excuse me, i have an appointment with a few thousand beings that want me to go splat somewhere.