Just as the many other people who have left comments about appreciating your story plot and your writing, asking you to come back, my review will do very little to convince you to come back, who knows you could be reading the comments secretly, feeling proud and appreciated by the people who read this story or maybe you haven't used this account in a while at all, who knows. Maybe you are, feeling like you left the story at a high, afraid to continue it further, thinking, not having faith, worrying that the other chapters you supposedly have planned out will disappoint people. Maybe you have lost the motivation to continue, to produce a great display of the story you have written and you feel like you don't want to churn out rubbish just because the people reading this story comment, beg you to, after all, you should make the story at your own pace, in the upmost feeling of mind, that you can deliver amazing pieces of work. Maybe you have no clue of how to forward it in general to make the plot cohesive just as you have done in these 41 chapters and are struggling to write it and continue it. Maybe life has got too busy for you and thus in an attempt to make of your life, you have left the story abandoned. Maybe you have being dealing with one of these things, some of these things or even all of these things which might explain why the story hasn't been continued in a very long time.

Writing out a cohesive plot and a fully fledged story is hard and whilst everything isn't perfect, you have tried your upmost to showcase your exciting premise, doing it brilliantly. Ed isn't a dumb adopted young character , I hate reading stupid fanfictions about a young character that's been raised by someone or a people that's not related to them but just constantly obeys them and worships them even if they know that whoever's raising them isn't related to them with zero conflict and angst at times. You have delivered angsty and comforting and conflicting feelings about what an adopted child will usually once have they know that the people or person that have raised them are not related to them.

Thank you.

Noooooo, you never finished it I don't know what happened but I hope that you are alright, thank you for writing such a beautiful story I enjoyed it very much

I'm a little bit worried this fanfiction got abandoned, it hasn't been updated since 2016 and there's less than 10 chapters left. I hope I'm wrong

Nooooo don't make me grieve winry it hurts so bad.

After many years, I have fallen back into the FMA-verse and I still love coming back to this story in particular. Such a lovely work, even all these years later! I just wanted to let you know how much people are still enjoying this story.
Wishing you a belated New Years that hopefully finds you well, whatever your current endeavors may be, and that this comment brings a smile to your face.
(I had to log out to post an anon review because I had already reviewed this chapter back in Mar of 2020! :D)

I’ll write a proper review when I finish, but I just wanted to let you know how happy it makes me that Ed’s new birthday is my birthdayThank you!

I'm not even going to pretend and try and say that I'm the 1st person to say this, but in order to keep my pride intact just *that* much I will not read any other reviews, say I'm going completely out on a limb here and say: Winry isn't dead. The Homunculi took her and the conductor. They've been watching Ed from the beginning and then that bearded bastard was like, "Mmmm. I think the time is right to act." (Bc I looked this up at the beginning of reading this fic, but solar eclipses happen fully in a certain place every few decades or so. And so maybe, just maybe, the Hounculi are attempting to put their plan back into action...)

Plz. She can't be dead. Used as a hostage against the brothers. Sure. Emotionally damaged. Sure. those are...somewhat fixable things. But. The dead come back to life. Not ever. (to quote FMAB directly, that is)

I REFUSE! I AM NOT, I REPEAT I. AM. NOT. IN ANYWAY SHAPE OR FORM READING THE REST OF THIS STORY! I CAN'T, ITS-its...
ITS TOO PERFECT. ASDFGHJKL.

The fight was futile, I'm already reaching for the "Next" button...

I almost never post on fanfics, however I felt compelled to.
First thing first, this fic is amazing and I’m genuinely happy with the way you have managed to weave together Ed as a Mustang and Ed has an Elric into the messy, beautiful Ed of this fic. Yes I love both dearly but the Mustang side was so much like Al, the Elric was very much just a fiery kid whom we all adored and now we have an almost perfect Al and Ed mix- or at least that’s kinda how I see it. And I also love the time you are taking to establish not only that but the time it’s taking for Ed to do with everything put slowly moving the plot forward. So, thank you.
But now, for the real reason I came to review on this chapter specifically, was because I was listening to a song I genuinely love. It’s called Scrapbook and it is by The Rocket Summer, and completely matches this chapter and the last chapter, I feel. The chorus, so you have an idea, is, “There’s the place where the story about is started and took the stage. It’s been so many days. And now the bricks are starting to crack, feels a little weird to be looking back because some things have changed, some things have died, but somehow you’ve stayed the same all this time. How do you say our weather here. Or how together life and death must dance. But I’ll forever be most baffled by the subtle glances from who I landed.” Anyways, the connection was really cool to me bc I love TRS, and I wanted to share it.

I think the "ai" is from "Hawkeye"

Seeing as it's been six years, I have no hope of any updates but thought I'd review anyway. This was a very mixed bag. There were parts I loved and parts I didn't. The ones I loved the most I think I've already left reviews on. The stuff I didnt... well it's mostly just small decisions in a big, meandering plot.

I would have liked to see this story finished. It had lots of potential. I wanted to see Ed's friends find out about who he is (was?) and all the parental Roy and Riza stuff was wonderful. But ah well. Life gets in the way and not every story can be finished :)

Ed needed that. It's honestly so sad that it took having to relive his childhood to realize that he WAS still a child the first time. He deserved to grow up like a normal kid

Kehkehkeh this one had me grinning and chuckling. Ed invented a whole sport and didn't even know it

I a rn, this chapter has so many feels

It's a lovely fic. The synopsis rally got me, hook line and sinker.
Thank you for writing!