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Author's Notes: My keyboard is broken, should be replaced within a week or two. As such this chapter will be quite short and there won't be an update for a bit. Anyways, on with the . . . rest of the author notes! Hehe.
Mistress DragonFlame: Yes, I try to keep them in character but let's face it, this fic's gonna be hard to do in character. Either way, Valgaav fans, I regret to inform you that he won't be in this fic (Unless you want me to put in some sort of side note or something about him being dead.) Hmmm . . . I just thought of an interesting idea. I'll have to think on it some more. Anyways, future-Valgaav will not be an element in the story though his usual half-Mazoku half-dragon self may end up being in the story, however Zelas will. Can't forget my fave character, after all! LOL BTW: What's Modern Day I? Another fic?
Time Warp Again!
Chapter 2 – History Lesson! – You'll be tested later! :P
The man sitting opposite the party chuckled a bit and smiled slightly, looking out the window of the sleek black limousine as it wound its way up the ramps of the parking garage.
"This is no trick," he responded, his eyes still pointed out of the vehicle, "I am as surprised as you. Time travel. That's pretty powerful. I had forgotten how powerful you all were back then."
"So, if we're in the future, just how far in the future are we—what the . . .?" Lina's mouth remained open as a bit of sunlight leaked in the heavily tinted windows and the tremendous skyscrapers came into full view. The limo pulled out onto a busy street, merging with a slew of other vehicles, and began moving haltingly, due to traffic, towards a cluster of even taller buildings.
"Roughly," the supposed future Xellos took a deep breath, "Ten thousand years, I'd say."
The party would have been more skeptical had they not been so in awe of the futuristic city they were moving slowly through. So many people walked on the streets, more than they'd ever seen, short of an army. Even more people were inside vehicles like their own. The buildings towered higher than any mountains they'd come across and all around them the city stretched out as far as the eye could see.
"This is the year two thousand and four. Many things have changed in the past thousands of years . . ."
Xellos went on to relate a basic summary of world history; how nearly all of the magical races had died out due to massive wars or magical curses, how the knowledge of sorcery had become lost in the passing of time and humans were no longer able to use magical powers, how the world had become a neutral area, no longer with such defined views of good or evil. The remaining handful of Mazoku who had been able to escape the fate of their comrades had settled to wait it out, so to speak, laying in wait for the return of the ages of magic.
"So, all of the dragons are dead?" Filia whimpered slightly (Man this story oozes with OOCness, eh? I apologize.) as Xellos' summary came to a close.
Xellos scoffed slightly, "Not quite."
Anyways, really, review. Please.
