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In worlds, unknown to Amestris, Homunculus is an unconscious part of the brain, a deformed human body, or just \"little men\". They weren\'t actual beings, like in Amestris. They weren\'t deadly. They were harmless, and helpful. They were unknown and not studied deeply enough to understand fully nor completely. On Amestris, their deadly beings created from failed forbidden alchemy known as Human Transmutation. The practice of trying to raise the dead, heal the body. This story is about those who were raised from the dead as homunculus. Those who should have reminded dead, but selfishly weren’t.

Amestris is a world of alchemy. It is the only world that can perform alchemy. Therefore it is also a world of war, prejudice, and hate. This is where our story takes place. Right now, someone is dying, someone who is loved by most of the country, someone who is loved by many Alchemists. His name is Edward Elric. He is a short, blonde haired, amber-eyed boy who committed the sin of Human Transmutation.


Prologue

He\'s dying, lying on a cold floor, his blood flowing freely onto that cold floor. His eyes staring out blankly, distant, cold. There were several people their, witnessing the death of this boy. His younger brother, Alphonse Elric; who just got his body back, Roy Mustang; a friend and commander, people the boy either met during his lifetime, and those who he didn\'t even know existed. The most two devastated people there were Roy and Alphonse.


They were both Alchemists, both had terrible pasts, both could perform the forbidden act. One watches as his only brother, his only family dies on the cold ground, in shock. The other watches as his friend and lover dies, with a hole in his chest. They wait for the Ambulance to come, hopeful that they could save the young boy. But they already know he\'s gone as they kneel down next to the body of the boy.


The younger of the two stifles a mournful cry; the other wraps an arm around the younger boy who was starting to cry. Distant sirens came closer to the sight only to bag the dead body. Roy held Alphonse as he cried. One of them already made the choice to commit the horrible crime of Human Transmutation when they saw the blade go through the blonde\'s chest and out through his back.


But which one is it? Who will be the one to commit the crime? Will they fail or succeed? Only time will tell tales. This tale needs telling.