Final Fantasy Dimensions Novels & Stories

Richmond Park was dark and gloomy, lit by the distant group of people in tents. Fenrir raised a hand and opened a five-foot-wide portal that led to the same marble hallway I had infiltrated with Ophois. My brows pulled together, and I was about to ask a question when he glanced in the direction of the distant humans and ushered us inside. Griff and I stepped in first, followed by Fenrir, and the portal behind us closed. “Can you make openings into any dimension of Hell?” I asked. Fenrir shook his head. “Only the Sixth, because it was my prison for two-thousand years.”

ZAIRE’S POV "Shit, they absolutely carved them open, man. I can't even hate." Spencer said, scrolling through his phone as he read off the stats from yesterday’s game between the Milton Lions and the Eastbrook Ravens. We were sitting at our usual table under the tree in the quad, eating lunch. The break wasn't over for about the next fifteen minutes. “Come on, this is the Ravens we’re talking about,” Finn said with a dismissive roll of his eyes. “They’re shit. I'm sure we are going to destroy them too when we play them.”

The memories I had deliberately buried came crashing back like a tidal wave. My face drained of all color in an instant. In my previous life, I had lived in despair under the control of this demon. Luca loved the sight of women’s blood and the sound of their painful moans. He delighted in absolute submission. Even a wife was nothing more than a toy to him. On our wedding night in my previous life, he beat me until my body was covered in wounds. When I finally managed to escape back home, I had cried and begged my father for help.

“The auction begins in twenty minutes. Submissives volunteer. Bidders win one night—whatever they desire, within negotiated limits. Safe word enforced. Everything recorded for security. No names required.” She leaned closer. “You’d fetch a high price.” Lila’s breath caught. She should leave. She stayed. Twenty minutes later, the lights dimmed. A spotlight hit the stage. The auctioneer—a tall, androgynous figure in a tailored tux—stepped forward. “Lot One,” they announced smoothly. “A delicious newcomer. Virgin to our stage. Limits: no blood, no permanent marks, no scat. Everything else… negotiable.” Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs.

Every trained fighter here could leap higher, hit harder and react faster than any human who wasn’t blessed. But past that… things got strange. A few, through either sheer will or breaking point moments, awakened their stage 2, Soul Arts; these are only accessible when awakened, and they call for you. These were as unique as fingerprints, shaped by the user’s nature, dreams and deepest desires. One fighter might summon storms; another might turn shadows into weapons. A few believe that there is a 3rd stage, but it has not been proven or known by most. Tanaka flicked his wrist; the pink card appeared between his fingers, ready for Ringo's next attack, but Ringo was already grinning wide.

I wanted it to end as soon as possible. “Why are you doing this to me? Who are you? What do you want?” I managed to grit out after putting a lot of effort. I heard the word, ‘interesting’ in my head as the creature moved closer. I scrambled backward trying to put distance between us but he was very fast. I felt his cold finger trail along my hand. A bolt of lightning had coursed through me. “Ah!! Please leave me!! Please!!” I whimpered and begged. ‘ I am giving you one last chance. Go back to Eva’s home. Get the deciphering device and the book of prophecies. Then, kill both of them. If you fail this time I promise you I will make you beg for death.’

She declared before striking the hedgehog with all her might, the poor flamingo’s skull smacking into this creature, sending it rolling through her legs at the mystery person. “RUN!” I screamed, hoping whoever it was could get away without being hurt. Maybe it’s August? I mean, that could make sense. This is my mind, so it’s also his. We share a head, so maybe he’s trying to dig his way past the wall the Shit Witch put up. “Player Two has left the game!” What does that mean? Did player two escape? Did they die!? I hope it’s the former. No one deserved to die by a giant hedgehog. I’m going with that they escaped based on the mood shift in the Queen’s face.

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I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said