It was an illusion, they said. A myth -but one worth dying for.
OOC: Hiya! Just thought I'd start the RP with a bit of background information and history. The first two paragraphs are from the original FFTA. The rest is an original story.
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Long before Noah built his ark, there were tales of an ancient land called Kiltia. Though many of its learnings and powers were swept away in the great flood, a single clue to its secrets still exists: The Gran Grimoir. Between its pages is Ivalice, a country where swords and scorcery reign.
Years ago, a boy named Marche Radiuju opened this book with his three friends, changing their peacful country town of St. Ivalice into the world of Final Fantasy. He rose to greatness and under his rule, peace and tranquility reighned throughout the land ( If you've ever finished the Corrupt Judge missions, in the end, Cid said he'd give Marche his position of judgemaster when he became older
Now, 200 years after the opening of the book, Ivalice's technologies have advanced greatly. Their ageless leader (Marche is about 30 right now) and the palace controls and maintains all of Ivalice's turf. Massive airships allow direct conection to distant lands, bringing in strange and new items and people everyday. Wild monsters were all put in Chrono-sleep while tamed ones became loyal pets. After many persuasions from Marche, the palace finally decided to abolish the law system, an act that was highly contriversal, but pleased many people. The clan wars have died down, since clans no longer wished to control the Palace's turf. Yes, peace had spread throughout Ivalice and its residents lived happily.
But all of this was too good too last, for without chaos, there is no peace. Radicals known as the Neo Zaora Sect. have been plotting to overthrow the palace for years. When they had enough loyal followers, they put forth their plan. Under the cover of nightfall, they snuck into a Monster Holding Facility in Cyril and awoken the powerful beasts. Immediately after, they launched a full fledged attack on the unsuspecting city of Cyril. The people were unused to fighting and only a handful of gaurds were present in the city. Soldiers were sent to retaliate but they could do little to hold back the massive horde of rabid monsters. Finally, the palace surrendered the turf and the citizens abandoned the city. Cyril is now a desolate plane. A ghost town. A place no judge would dare enter. Cyril had become a lawless Jagd.
The news of Zaora's victory spread throughout Ivalice. Revolutionaries wishing to bring back the old ways immediately swore alliance to the Sect, hoping to achieve power and wealth through it. Others joined them fearing what would happen to them if they didn't. Neo Zaora began growing. It's name even made the Judgemaster himself shudder with fear. A dark shadow was passing over Ivalice, and there was not a soul who could stop it.
That was the final chapter written in the Grand Grimoire. Much of its timeless story is still untold and many of its pages are still blank. It is time for us to raise our swords. We now control the course of Ivalice's history. No matter what force comes our way, we must overcome. The fate of the world now lies in our hands.Let the clan wars begin...