Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Childhood Discarded

The booming voice of the gods startled Roy’s five friends and awoke them from their slumber. As Alfonse slowly opened his eyes and looked around to see who screamed in his ears, he saw a figure in front of him. He rubbed his eyes to make sure that what he saw was real, but Roy was still in front of him.

“Huh? Am I dreaming?”

“Yeah, I think I’m seeing Roy’s ghost,” Jack added from the side. He looked at Roy who was walking toward them with a mix of shock and sadness. “Those fuckers didn't even give him a proper burial. Now he can't move on—ouch!”

Roy punched the top of Jack’s head. “Don’t fucking kill me so fast.”

Jack looked up with an open mouth. He did not even care that he was just hit in the head, he was just shocked to see his friend in front of him. “Are you… Did you really escape? How?”

Robb, Fred, and Jaimie also stared at the young man with a mix of surprise and unbounded happiness. Roy scratched his head at his friends’ reactions before smiling. His heart warmed and his eyes teared up a bit before he visibly sniffed them back up, “I told you I was gonna see you later.”

His expression then turned serious as he remembered those dreadful green monsters. “Well, if you guys were able to sleep then that’s a good thing.”

He then took out David’s knife and started cutting through his friends’ shackles. The yellow ropes were thick and hard and Roy was bruised and weak, but he still pushed through and gritted his teeth. There was no time for him to muck around, those monsters could come around at any moment.

 As he was halfway done with Jack’s, the latter looked at him in amazement and asked, “What happened? How did you escape?”

“It’s a long story,” Roy answered, but his words immediately trailed off. In front of his eyes, weird letters and symbols appeared. They were colorful, as if they were written with a pen of light, and beautiful, more clean and orderly than even the writings of the merchants he so frequently raided. 

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