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[imatreenow]

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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[wise_maiden]

To be able to see the difference in salt and sugar crystals with just the naked eye is amazing! Such wondrous structure!

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

Professor...just...just eat. [He decides to set an example by launching an attack on the rice with his fork.]

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[wise_maiden]

Hm? [She hadn't been paying him that much mind, but the movement of his fork is pretty distracting, so she blinks and jumps back a little, finally noticing the dishes.]

... Oh. [She peers a little at the grains of rice.] It's so ... big.

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[...Phew, looks like he reeled her back in from the danger zone.] You could probably just eat one at a time, if that helps.

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[wise_maiden]

That's really the only option. [It's just. So weird. Delay tactics are a go.] ... I wonder what the inside of a lemon looks like from this size.

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[.........Mithos gets the feeling that the remainder of the day will be spent helping the professor examine all kinds of ~fascinating~ objects up close. An awkward, nervous laugh.] Er, why don't we do that when we're done? [He wants to eat while his creation is still nice and warm, thanks.]

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[wise_maiden]

[If she's going to be tiny, she might as well make use of the experience. It helps take away from the other weirdness; such as the fact that Mithos comes from a world where he's her student. At least he wasn't a maid like Sheena.]

Well... [She studies the rice. Maybe if she made it smaller, it wouldn't be so weird.]

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[He takes his fork and mashes some of the rice, splitting the grains into more manageable pieces.] Is that better?

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[wise_maiden]

... Y... yes, I think so. [And maybe by now it's cool enough so that she doesn't scald herself picking it up.]

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Nomnomnom~]

It's...not as good as Genis's cooking, but...

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[wise_maiden]

I think considering the circumstances, it works out just fine.

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[A warm smile~] ...Thanks, Professor.

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[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

.....This is the longest I've ever been apart from Martel, you know. [What? Out of nowhere? Never. Martel is never off-topic for Mithos.]

[wise_maiden]

[The longest? That's a peculiar thing to say.] ... I've seen Genis come and go from here twice. So I know what you mean.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

...That's right. I shouldn't complain - I haven't even been here a month, while you have been separated from Genis for much longer.

But...I can't help it. I really miss her.

[wise_maiden]

Ah I - wasn't trying to make your complaints seem any less, Mithos. I was only saying that I understand that being away from her for so long is... very difficult for you.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

......Yeah.

It's just that...I've been thinking all day, if the Malnosso can change memories and do all kinds of things, then...what's to stop them from completely removing memories? Yuan remembers things differently from what happened, so what if...what if I forgot all of my memories of Martel, and our friends, and everything?

[wise_maiden]

They wouldn't do it on a whim, and if it did happen, it would likely only be a temporary effect. [Which is probably putting it very lightly, but it's an attempt to reassure him. Somehow.] I've lost my memories before... but they've all come back, as well.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

Even if it's only temporary...it's scary to think about. Like when Martel became an angel, and her soul and memories were taken. I was so afraid that she would never be able to remember me, or anything, ever again.

[wise_maiden]

When Martel ... [She's not even certain how to finish this thought. She had pieces, yes, but the picture it was forming was a strange one. Maybe she should just play with the rice, and let Mithos talk a bit.]

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

I don't want to ever forget anything. Without all your experiences and memories, it would be like becoming an entirely different person.

[wise_maiden]

[Whereas Lloyd would say "You're still you no matter what". Ironic, isn't it?]

Without them, you'd have to start fresh... sort of how it is, arriving here. Watching others arrive here, who no longer remember the memories you've shared.

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

A fresh start... [Does that have to mean accepting a life without Martel? :C But...he doesn't want to be someone who can't change and adapt. He slowly nods.]

...Right.

[wise_maiden]

[That was more intended for his other-self's benefit, not the Mithos in front of her. Which probably wasn't fair, in retrospect.]

But you have your memories. They're not really going to go away.