Final Fantasy Lost Stranger Novels & Stories

He knew how Lauren loved chess since her mother was the one who taught them both, and for her to reject him this way which had never happened, he wondered how deep her dissatisfaction with him was. He looked at Lauren’s face, sighed softly then packed the chess back into its box. “Seems you don't really love chess anymore…That's pitiful.” Lauren chuckled when she heard him and she clicked her fingers, “It's not that I don't love it, but that I don't want to play it with someone who pretends they love it when they clearly don't!” Master Sterling was startled, he frowned and he finally dropped the gentleness he had shown since she came in.

“We don’t need this outsider.” “As much as it pains me to admit it… we do.” My growl silences him instantly. “Strangers came into our territory and killed Gerald.” My fists clench at my sides. “Now we need the help of a stranger to destroy the monsters that shattered our peace.” The words taste bitter in my mouth. “We need the help of a stranger… to rebuild our defenses.” The room falls silent again. Scar’s eyes are on me, sharp, measuring, calculating. And for a brief moment, something flickers in them. Something eerily familiar. Something that makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise.

His eyes locked on the stranger and his chest filled with fury. The stranger's calmness remained unflappable. He tucked the journal under his arm and whispered. “Do you understand now, fox? This is how it always ends. One by one…everyone disappears.” Vincent growled, his voice echoing in the void. “Not her.” But before he could strike again, the stranger snapped his fingers. The darkness around them crumbled into dust. The city reappeared for just a moment—then faded into nothing. And Vincent realized too late—that even he was disappearing too.

The stranger vanished before anyone could stop him. One blink, he stood there, gold eyes burning with promise and threat, and the next the forest swallowed him whole, shadows sealing shut as if nothing had ever been there. Silence slammed down hard. Elara’s chest heaved as she scanned the treeline, claws still extended, wolf half-shifted and furious. Snow crunched under restless paws. Frostveil warriors waited, tense, wounded, alive. Kael straightened slowly, blood streaking his shoulder, eyes fixed on the darkness where the stranger had stood.

Betrayal seeded through blood and oath. A creak in the corridor. She snapped her lantern low—heartbeat thrumming. Someone approached. Voice (calm): “You found them.” Lyra frozen—tensing. The stranger stepped inside—same silver hair, same cloak. Lyra (quiet): “Do you deny being among the living?” The stranger's lips curved. Stranger: “I am here by choice.” She moved closer, lips cool with resolve: Stranger: “They rebuild—chapters hidden in blood and ritual.”

It was a fantasy, a dream, a moment of solace in a world filled with uncertainty. The tears flowed freely, and I allowed myself to grieve for the life I had lost and the one that had become an enigma. The party continued inside, oblivious to my solitary musings, and I clung to the imaginary presence of Hayden, seeking answers and comfort in the darkness. The night wore on, and I remained in the garden, lost in my thoughts and the fantasy of Hayden's company. The secrets and mysteries of the Underworld loomed large, and I couldn't escape the feeling that the path I was on would only lead to more enigmatic revelations and unforeseen dangers.

he said and pointed a gun at him, Jayden scoffed. "Nice try Marcus, you are still the foolish old man I once knew, this is also going to be your end for sending those idiots to my domain, you have no right". he said and suddenly there was an exchange of guns shot flying in the air, Jayden's boys where winning as they keep getting Marcus's boys down. Maya was having her nap when suddenly she woke up from her sleep feeling strange. " Oh my, what's going on? why do I feel strange all of a sudden? hope everything is fine?" she said looking worried.

Alita was the first to break out, she gingerly picked an empty bottle from the floor, broke the bottom, and threw it at the blue-eyed stranger who dodged immediately. She sprang up and ran as fast as her shaky foot can carry her. The stranger stood still, watching her. He couldn't just get himself to see the face he had been dreaming about for years in reality. "You lost her?" Someone asked. He turned to the person surprised, his brows twisted as the corner of his lips crooked. "You heard the shot long ago," he said dryly and frowned as the person nodded "Then why didn't you come immediately?" He waited again but nothing came, he was about to say something when the person brought out her pho

‎Ryo..... ‎ ‎Thank God you are awake, a stranger's voice reach my ear's as soon as I woke up. ‎ ‎I knew I couldn't be David voice, I knew that instantly, even though my head was pounding and my thoughts were slow and heavy. David voice was familiar, safe in a way that had nothing to do with comfort. ‎This voice was slow and steady like some one who is supposed to be here. ‎ ‎My heart jumped hard in chest.

“What are you—” “You left,” Rigel cut in, stepping forward, his voice shaking. “You left in the middle of the night. You didn’t even say goodbye.” Daniel’s heart pounded. Rigel’s gaze darted between him and the stranger. He took another step forward. “Who is this?” he demanded. “Ah.” The stranger’s lips curled into a smirk. “The lover.” Daniel flinched. Rigel’s eyes sharpened. “What the hell is going on?” The stranger sighed dramatically. “Poor thing. You really don’t understand, do you?” They glanced at Daniel. “Tell him.”