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Mithos has lived his entire life in the village of Iselia, under the care of his older sister Martel who just so happens to be Sylvarant’s Chosen of Mana. When the siblings were younger, their parents were killed by Desians (or a group of people who looked suspiciously similar to the Desians...), a power-hungry group of humans bent on subjugating other races. Knowing that the villagers would be enraged upon discovering that the Chosen’s parents had been killed, Martel decided to keep the truth hidden, even from Mithos. She wanted Iselia to remain peaceful, until she could embark on the journey for world regeneration and make everything right.

Mithos’s best friend growing up is none other than Genis. The two are inseparable, having so much in common. He is also close to Genis’s sister Raine, Iselia’s school teacher. With such an unusually high half-elf population, Iselia is very nearly a haven against racial prejudices (the fact that the Chosen herself is half-elf helps). But nowhere is perfect...

The day of the oracle, Mithos sneaks away from school to witness Martel begin her duties as Chosen. He drags Genis along with him, because that’s what friends are for. They meet up with Martel at the temple, but the Desians (supposedly) are there as well, bearing gifts of violence and chaos. Just as the situation seems hopeless for our young half-elf friends, a mysterious swordsman by the name of Kratos comes to their rescue and...okay, you probably get the idea.

If Mithos is our bright-eyed and bushy-tailed protagonist, then what of Lloyd? Lloyd Irving, the celebrated hero of legend, who fell into the depths of despair and madness upon the murder of the person most important to him, Colette. With the help of his companions, Kratos and Sheena, he builds a twisted system to revive Colette, punish the world for its ignorance, etc. Sheena defects from his vision to form a counter-organization called the Renegades. Kratos...is not secretly anyone’s father. No.

As the Chosen One and her party travel around Sylvarant releasing the seals, they repeatedly encounter a somewhat ill-fortuned assassin named Yuan. He insists that he must eliminate Martel in order to save his land (except he is a loser and falls in love with his target). This makes a lot more sense when it is revealed that another world exists parallel to Sylvarant, and it is in competition for the only source of mana, like two halves of a time-glass, etc.

Mithos remembers being in Luceti these past few weeks, but he is unaware that there exists another version of himself. His memories of Luceti have been replaced with ones suitable to his AU-counterpart’s personality, but many of these are vague. The last thing he remembers prior to Luceti is Martel finally returning to her normal self, after being a soulless doll in the aftermath of the shenanigans that transpired at the Tower of Salvation.

[Mithos is more than a little confused. Not only has he awakened in a completely unfamiliar room in a completely unfamiliar house, but his memory seems a bit...fuzzy. Only vague snippets of the past weeks float to the surface. Is this one of those Malnosso experiments he has been warned about?

Well, he better check in with the Professor, or maybe even Yuan.

So he is currently making his way across the village (how did he end up at house 52 anyway?), an expression of contemplative concern on his face. As he sets out, he can't help but sigh lightly.]

If Martel were here...

[He trails off and shakes his head, trying not to think about how much he misses his sister. Unknown to him, the journal picked up on that bit of wishful thinking.]

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[Mithos is surprised to see Yuan waiting outside on such a cold day. Just walking across the village was bad enough. At least it looks like he acquired some new clothes for the weather. He approaches, waving to announce his arrival.]

What are you doing outside in this weather?

[Yuan turns his gaze upwards to meet Mithos' eyes, but he doesn't look entirely happy to see him. He may have had two more years back home to cope with Mithos' death, but that doesn't make it any easier to meet him again.

Though... It is curious just how civil Mithos is acting towards him.]

... Why does it matter to you?

[Someone is in a bad mood today.]

Because it's cold, if you haven't noticed.

[Is that new?]

I was sure you'd stopped caring about my wellbeing. [Especially after that incident when his cover was blown.]

[As if he weren't confused enough. Yuan is usually pretty grumpy, but not this much.]

What's gotten into you? [Again, if Martel were here...]

[Oh Mithos, this is nothing. If he were his usual self, it'd be much worse.]

I could ask you the same thing.

You're the one moping around. [And he oh-so-casually let's this next part slip.] What would Martel think if she saw you now?

[His eyes narrow just for a second, before he closes them and shakes his head.] I'm not moping around. I'm simply wondering why you're showing such interest, all of a sudden.

[...All of a sudden? Mithos is pretty sure he's normally quite civil to Yuan, at least since he stopped trying to assassinate Martel.] I...don't know what you mean. [a pause] Are you sure you're okay?

[Even Mithos is not this good an actor. That just confirms it, then. Something's definitely off here.]

... What's the last thing you remember from home?

[Hasn't he already explained this, weeks ago when he arrived? He sighs somewhat impatiently, wondering what Yuan is acting so bizarrely. What is he trying to get at.] We were in the Fooji mountains. Remember, Martel's keycrest finally worked, and she returned to normal? [He figures this was important enough to you, Yuan.]

Martel's Keycrest? [There was a time when Martel was afflicted with Chronic Angelus Crystallus Inofficium, but that couldn't be what Mithos was referring to. They weren't anywhere near the Fooji mountains when that happened. In fact, the mountains had a completely different name back then.]

Yes, her keycrest. Why do you sound so surprised? [He's beginning to sound mildly annoyed. Quit playing games, Yuan.]

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Because that isn't what I remember last.

[He doesn't understand why this matters all of a sudden.] What is the last thing you remember, then?

... Events that transpire two years after the fall of Cruxis.

[Now he's waiting for a spark of recognition at that name. He's got a sneaking suspicion that it may mean nothing to Mithos.]

Cruxis?! That's the organization led by that Irving guy, the one that controls the church and the Desians! So then...he has been defeated? [As he tries to wrap his brain around the ramifications of that statement. What of Martel, then? What of Sylvarant and Tethe'alla? Does everything turn out fine?]

[Wait, what. Most of what Mithos said makes sense, but...] ... Irving?

[Here's a more familiar side of Mithos. He is becoming increasingly angry with Yuan for (what Mithos perceives to be) his wishy-washy attitude.] How can you not remember any if this, Yuan? He's the one who almost took Martel away! He's the one who created the two worlds, forcing them to compete for mana; the one who created the institution of the Chosen!

[This is interesting. Mithos would never give the credit of his plans to someone else, even if it was just for an act. Which means this isn't an act at all. The Mithos standing before him is not Cruxis' leader.]

That means... Lloyd Irving is the leader of the Four Seraphim? [But who are the other three, then? Apparently Yuan's not one of them, or Mithos wouldn't be quite as friendly towards him.]

[...Lloyd? He supposes Yuan-from-the-future would know.] He shares the same name as Lloyd the Hero? [Oh, right, back to the point.] Yes, Remiel said something like that at the Tower of Salvation.

What are you trying to get at? You should remember all of this.

[He shakes his head again, frowning.] I do remember it, though not in the same way as you. It seems the Malnosso altered either your memories or my own.

....But how is that even possible? I know what happened. It isn't something fabricated by the Malnosso. [....well, actually. ahem.]

You'd be surprised how real something can seem when it's all you know.

......I'm sorry. I shouldn't get angry at you, if it's the Malnosso's doing.

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[Action] .....Lloyd should never be referred to by just his last name lmao :I

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