[ Ferdinand has always been in love with the concept of soulmates. To have someone to share a deep connection with, one unlike any other - how exciting! Perfect! Romantic, even!
But the words of his soulmate have puzzled him for years. He's heard of people having long, epic speeches emblazoned on their bodies, or cryptic messages that lack context. But all he has is "Linhardt. Good bye." written in imperfect cursive on the inside of his wrist. Why so simple? And who is this "Linhardt"? Presumably the name of his soulmate, but what if there's more to it?! Oh, the mystery!
His soulmate is near the front of his mind during his first days at the Officer's Academy. One by one, he loudly and proudly introduces himself to his classmates. With a warm, bright smile on his face, he approaches the second to last person in the room - a sleepy, green haired boy he'd seen talking to Caspar earlier. ]
Greetings! My name is Ferdinand von Aegir - what is your name?
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But the words of his soulmate have puzzled him for years. He's heard of people having long, epic speeches emblazoned on their bodies, or cryptic messages that lack context. But all he has is "Linhardt. Good bye." written in imperfect cursive on the inside of his wrist. Why so simple? And who is this "Linhardt"? Presumably the name of his soulmate, but what if there's more to it?! Oh, the mystery!
His soulmate is near the front of his mind during his first days at the Officer's Academy. One by one, he loudly and proudly introduces himself to his classmates. With a warm, bright smile on his face, he approaches the second to last person in the room - a sleepy, green haired boy he'd seen talking to Caspar earlier. ]
Greetings! My name is Ferdinand von Aegir - what is your name?