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In a beautiful city, filled with familiar buzz of machina and the joyous cheers from the blitzball stadium, there lived a young man. He was incredibly handsome, no one could deny that. He had a deep sun-kissed tan, and soft golden blonde hair that stuck out in a grand array of feathery spikes that framed his angelic face. He had sapphire blue eyes, the eyes that had placed many a woman under his spell. This young man's name was Tidus Konisaki.
Tidus was the star player of the Zanarkand Abes, rightly named the Prince of Zanarkand by his late father. Tidus lived a simple life, ignoring his duties, and instead, amusing himself, by conveying his loyal servants to accomplish menial tasks throughout his mansion home. This boy may have been beautiful, but his heart was far from pure. He was spoiled, selfish, and unkind.
But then, one night an old beggars' woman came to the mansion, and offered the prince a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, Tidus sneered ruefully at the gift, and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when the arrogant Prince dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful songstress. She wore a short dress of royal blue, and her long brown locks tumbled down from her shoulders in a wave of pure beauty.
The prince tried desperately to apologize but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she turned him into a hideous beast. His flesh burned and writhed, as the deep brown scars of geo stigma burned themselves into his body. His skin paled and grew almost translucent. His eyes grew cat-like pupils. His magnificent hair turned a shocking white. His teeth sharpened and elongated causing small drops of blood to leak from the young man's faultless lips. He screamed in agony as he saw his new reflection. In a last desperate attempt for salvation, he threw himself down at the songstress's feet, and begged forgiveness.
The songstress would have none of it. She placed a powerful spell on the mansion and its innocent inhabitants. The placed a spell on the whole of Zanarkand. The citizens were destroyed, and the once great City of Machina was reduced to rubble.
Still the Prince remained wrapped in himself. Ashamed of his monstrous form, The Beast concealed himself inside his mansion, with a magic mirror, as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered, was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.
As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love…..a beast.
And that's the first chapter!!..ish
The action is in chapter two!! Click the review button!!Dx or I'll send an evil enchantress to your house!