Prologue: AI meets Zero
That's all there was for the AI interface following the death of Zanza and recreation of the universe.
And yet, he didn't mind it.
Standing alone in the Sentient Genesis, the silver eyed Homs watched over the newly born world in place of the person who had created.
"Tell me your decision for the future of this world." the Homs remembered himself saying, flashing back to what was both mere moments and an eternity ago.
"I won't decide." another voice rang out in his head, this one he remembered to be associated with the blonde haired Homs who remade the world. "The future should be decided by each and every person in the world. And so, what I..." the blonde hesitated. "No, what we wish for is..." looking up, the blonde tossed the clear blue sword in his hand up high. "A world with no gods!"
The memory ended, and the silver eyed Homs smiled as he looked back unto the world.
"Perhaps, this too was decided by the passage of fate." he muttered to the void around him.
And so he continued to watch over the world in peace.
A peace soon broken by a silent voice.
Curious, the AI strained his ears to hear, while he couldn't make out what was being said, he could tell the owner of the voice was female, and at least 16 at that.
Smiling slightly, the AI raised one hand into the air and began to absorb green streams of energy as it started to spiral towards him. "I suppose this could get interesting." he said to himself, as he began to walk in the direction of the voice.
The Magic Academy, located within the kingdom of Tristain on the world of Halkeginia, was bustling with excitement.
For those who, in the present year have been promoted to second year students, it was known as the 'Springtime Familiar Summoning' ritual, almost a rite of passage for the students at the academy.
All were overjoyed to partake, and even more so when they passed, save for the strawberry blonde girl who has yet to attempt.
Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière, otherwise known simply as 'Louise the Zero', has never been able to properly cast magic. The results, one might say, are catastrophic.
"Alright, next up is miss Louise Vallière, please step towards the magic circle and attempt your summoning." a balding, middle aged man named Jean Colbert announced. Nervously, Louise took several steps forward, despite the taunting remarks behind her.
Taking deep breathes to calm her raging heart, she closed her eyes and began the incantation.
"My servant that existed somewhere in this vast universe, my divine, beautiful, wise, powerful servant, heed my call, I wish from very bottom of my heart and add to my guidance and appear!" she recited, holding her wand up to the sky. For a few moments, nothing happened, then the area in front of her exploded, blowing her and every other student back.
For several moments following, there was silence, followed by the taunting from the other students, addressing her as 'a complete failure' and such, yet unlike past times, Louise couldn't bring herself to respond. She was heartbroken. Until...
"That was a rather unconventional and, might I add, flattering way of getting someone out, wasn't it?" someone spoke from the crater, catching everyone's attention. From the smoke stepped out a human figure, male, tanned skin, silver hair and eyes, a navy blue jacket atop a white vest, dark pants and white heeled boots. Slung over his back was a curved, clean steel sword, looked to be designed for one hand. "But I suppose it is one way of doing thing." he commented, brushing dirt from his hair.
Silence once again filled the area, before every student save for Louise burst into laughter.
"That's just like the Zero, isn't it?" one student shouted.
"Yeah, of course she would summon some commoner!" another added.
"Shut up!" Louise shouted, only to no avail. "I only made a slight error, that's all! Mr. Colbert!"
"Yes?" Colbert responded, whilst trying to get the students to stop laughing.
"Please, let me try the summoning one more time!" she pleaded.
"I cannot allow that, miss Vallière." he stated sternly. "The 'Springtime Familiar Summoning' is a sacred rite, so like it or not, you have to take him."
'That sounds intimate' the newcomer thought, staring from student to student.
Louise began to blush at the thought of continuing the rite. "With... him?" she questioned, shaking her head in defeat, she walked over to the silver haired boy with an angry look in her eyes. "Hey."
"Yes?" he responded nonchalantly.
"You should consider yourself lucky, normally you'd go your whole life without a noble doing this."
"That entirely depends on what 'this' is." he said with a shrug.
Huffing, Louise grabbed the boy by the collar, and pulled him down to her height. "My name is Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière. Pentagon of the five elemental powers; bless this humble being, and make him my familiar." she recited, before planting a kiss on the boys lips. He was startled, to say the least, but by no means was he embarrassed.
Pulling away, Louise took several steps back. "It is done."
The boy stared at her in silence before noticing rune being carved into his left hand. "Well, I can say that's never happened before, but last time a noble kissed me was better, and that was a male." he said almost matter of factly, bewildering all the students.
"Wha, you kissed a lord?" Louise shouted in shock. "But your just a commoner!"
"I assure you, by the time you get to know me, you will think I am less than 'common'." he responded with the slightest sass in his voice. "That being said, it was a fruitful and mutual relationship that lasted three years." he added, remembering his time within the walls of the imperial capital of Alcamoth.
"Well, regardless..." Colbert stated, attempting to change the subject. "These runes you have on your hand are some I've never seen before. Tell me, what is your name?"
"I am the soul of the Monado, I have existed since both the beginning and the end, but to you, my name is Alvis." he spoke, lazily waving one hand in greeting.
"Alvis... such a peculiar name." Colbert mused, sketching down the runes on Alvis' hand. "In any case, I'm going to need to look into these runes, the rest of you, go back to class." he added as he turned on his heels, and gentle rose into the air.
Staring at the teacher and students, Alvis placed a hand on his chin in thought. "Curious, to think there would exist a world in which Homs would be able to manipulate Ether to this level." he surmised, glancing at the strawberry blonde next to him. "You said your name was Louise, correct? Tell me, where might I be?"
Rather than respond immediately, Louise glared hard at Alvis. "Where do you get off, talking so casually to a noble?" she spoke venomously.
"I assure you, I get off on no such things." he responded with a shrug. "In any case, I feel you are at least 60 years too young for me to see you as my superior, I only really came along to ease the boredom that comes with over-watching a universe."
"Overwa... what?" Louise once again recoiled in shock, just who was this Alvis?
"It is as you may have already guessed. I am of a different world to you, so I could do with someone giving me a decent summary of how this world works, if you would be so kind." Alvis elaborated, giving a slight bow to Louise.
Blushing slightly at the sudden show of courtesy, Louise coughed lightly before responding. "Well, since you asked nicely, but you have to agree to telling me of your world too. Understood, Familiar?"
Several hours passed, which Alvis and Louise spent in her room, explaining to each other how their respective world operated.
"So, you mean to tell me..." Louise started, placing two fingers on her forehead. "That your world previously existed on the bodies of two titans, and that due to the actions of seven people with a fancy sword, it was remade to be more in line with how other worlds work?"
"Essentially." Alvis responded.
Louise continued to stare at Alvis in disbelief. How could such a world exist that commoners could change it in just the blink of an eye? "And you also mean to tell me, that you had a relationship with a noble back in this world, before you became its god?"
"Technically I'm the manager. Or secretary, if you prefer. But yes, I did have a brief relationship with a person of high stature, and I assure you, it was mutual."
"... So you're a homosexual then?" Louise asked almost accusingly.
"Asexual, actually. I don't actively seek out physical relationships." He responded, this time shooting Louise a light glare. "And I would appreciate it if you didn't speak so poorly of people who are different, be it social stature, sexuality, race or a CTSAD."
"A 'Condition That's Specified As Different'. Honestly, how far up is that stick of yours?"
Ignoring the last comment, Louise decided to move the conversation to a different topic. "So, you said that you were only here to ease your boredom, what does that mean for the Familiar contract I placed on you?"
"It means that with the level of Ether energy that I currently possess, I can easily render the contract null and void, and return to by daily business at any time I want."
At hearing those words, Louise couldn't help herself from laughing at that. "Please, a commoner like you could never pull something as flashy as a contract nullification off in your wildest dreams."
Alvis chuckled at this, finding the girls ignorance amusing. "Regardless of that, I shall leave you to your nightly tasks, I wish to explore the campus of your magic school a little more." he said as he walked to the door.
"Fine, do what you like, but be sure to wake me up by dawn." Louise huffed.
Closing the door behind him, Alvis simultaneously let out a sigh and a chuckle. "Seems things will be fun while I'm in this world." he muttered, before his eyes started glowing blue, and images began to flow into his mind.
Alvis stood from the port side of an airship, overlooking the kingdom of Tristain, behind him stood Louise, and some people who he recognised from the student body. Off in the distance was what seemed to be a floating island.
The scene changed, and now Alvis was in front of two larger women, one with similar hair to Louise, and the other a simple blonde. The blonde was yelling silently at Alvis, and he could only tell that it had something to do with Louise herself, whom seemed to be standing behind him.
Another scene change, this time to something he did know. Behind him was what seemed to be the floating island from the first vision, and before him stood a colossal being of natural origin. A being he recognised as the Bionis, where he and every other species lived before the universe was remade.
Sight returning to him, Alvis looked towards the end of the hall he stood in and out the window. "Seems fate has much in store for me this time around." he said, before turning to go down the stairs.
A/N: Guess who's not actually dead? That's right, this guy!
Alvis: I don't suppose you could do this without the needless commentary, Sir Author?
Author: I could, but where'd the fun in that be?
But regardless, this section, and sometimes even the parts before the fic itself actually start, will be used for commentary from myself and Alvis, as you're no doubt aware now.
Alvis: Quite so, seeing as this is the first Fanfic that the Author has actually been motivated to write in who knows how long. Also considering that there will no doubt be some things that need explaining on our behalf.
Author: Exactly, so be expecting mostly facts about my personal headcanon being used here, as well as some late-game humour.
To start things off will be how I imagine Alvis to be personified following the events of Xenoblade Chronicles. To me, Alvis is a mildly sassy, Asexual guy with the habit of getting on other peoples nerves, while simultaneously flattering them.
Alvis: As Louise said, I get some kicks out of it.
Author: And as a little bonus, there is the shipping hint that was dropped twice within the chapter. I won't say who it is specifically, but if you've played Xenoblade at least up to Alcamoth.
Alvis: And if you haven't, why are you even here?
Author: Then you can probably guess who it is.
But for now, We leave you fantastic readers with the prologue of 'Alvis and the Void', till next time!
Alvis: Which shouldn't be too far away, since the Author only has classes on Mondays to Wednesdays.