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One day there was a small baby wrapped in swaddling clothes who was left on the doorstep of an orphanage near Thamasa. They took him in and raised him. He grew as the years passed and constanly wondered who he was and what his place in life was. All of the children in the orphanage respected him, even the older children. Everyone knew he was different, but no one knew by how much. Until one day when he proved himself forever.

This is not his story.

This is the story of a land.
A land where there is chaos.
An alternate reality where nothing is as it seems.
Where time is an illusion

The X-Zone Chronicles-by Time Squared

Part One: In The Beginning...

X-Zone-a powerful tool in the hands of good.
In the hands of evil, it leads to chaos.

Soon after the world of ruin came into being, there was a solitary knight who took it upon himself to defeat Kefka and restore the world to balance. He made it through the castle with ease and soon found Kefka's throne room. They fought for half an hour, niether gaining a clear advantage, until the knight raised his sword for what would have been a kill, had not fate intervened. At that moment Kefka cast X-Zone on him and went back to his dinner.

Darkness enveloped the knight and he thought it was the end of him, at least until he opened his eyes. He blinked. It was Narshe.
A different Narshe, but Narshe nonetheless. He quickly got to his feet and looked around. It wasn't the deserted Narshe he had left, nor was it the merry one he had been born in. It was different. There were people all around. He stumbled into the pub and exclaimed, "Where am I!" The bartender replied, "How would I know, I just serve the drinks!"

The knight sat down at the bar and ordered a drink.
"It was odd for me too."
"What?"
"The warp. It's odd when you first come through, but you'll adapt. You look like a strong one. Where are you from and what is your name."
"Me? I'm from Narshe but a different narshe."

"Hi FromNarsheButADifferentNarshe, I'm From Finland."
"Never been there. Wait! I'm from Narshe, but my name is Yamcha, what is your name, you didn't say?"
"I'm From Finland. That's my name. Live with it."
"So, From Finland, what is this place."
"This is a land of nightmares my friend, nightmares."
"Ah, what do you do here exactly."
"Some try to make it just like home. But the nightmares are still there."
"I see."
"That is my quest; to put an end to the nightmares."
"How?"
"I have a small band of men who traverse the countryside to defeat the nightmares.
We call ourselves Hanoi Rocks."
"Hanoi Rocks? May I join. I haven't got anything else planned for the next week."
"Let us go to the inn so you may meet the others."
"Alright."
The two walk along the crowded streets as Yamcha stares in amazement at the amount of people. This city was more populated than the Narshe he had known and loved as a child. Finland Explained that they were descendants of people in the great mage war 1000 years ago but he himself had been warped like Yamcha. They reached the inn, and sitting around the table were two men and a largish frog. They rose to greet Yamcha and From Finland introduced all of them.
"Yamcha this is Mike8787."
"Hi Mike8787."
"Hi Yamcha."

"Time Squared meet Yamcha"
"Wassup, Yamcha."
"Not much."

"Yamcha this is Frogdude"
"Hi. How are you. I'm fine. Forget it." they both said at once.

Yamcha examined the new group that lay before him. Time Squared was dressed as a black mage, which was partly because he was powerful in offensive magic, and partly because he was having his customary blue T-shirt and tan cargo pants cleaned. He saw that Frogdude was a knight in full armor not unlike his own. There was something familiar about him but he didn't know what. He then saw Mike8787 unable to place his job class immediately by his clothing, the way he normally judgded people, he asked him, "What is your field of expertise." The reply which came back to him was a concise one, "Status magic."

They each went to thier own bed and closed thier eyes, awaiting morning, and having no idea of the adventure it would bring...and hoping that From Finland would turn off his Stereo and go to sleep as well.

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