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Yoshinori Yamagishi, the producer of the Star Ocean series, he lives in quiet town alongside a mountain covered by snow, it often blocked the sunlight from it's great size.

Our tale begins with a phone call, just an ordinary phone call from his co-workers. I will try my very hardest to translate this phone call from Japanese into English. "Yoshi. It is time we step into a new era of gaming. A new legacy that no gamer has ever witnessed. It's time we create the sequel to the Star Ocean game."
He quickly puts the phone down and lowers his head, it's been so many years after the creation of the first. He dreamed of this very day for years upon years having no idea how he could continue the masterpiece what is known today as "Star Ocean".

After eating his breakfast which consisted of Rice, Grinded Rice, Ramen, Ramen with Rice flakes, and a cheese burger. He went to his writers table and began to jot down some notes. Hours passed by and nothing. All his ideas were too cliche, too unoriginal, too silly. Hours after hours, nothing came to him. He became desperate and started watching TV, and reading books for ideas. Nothing came to him. It was the worst writers block any man could possibly imagine. Then it came to him, in the book "Ramen, Rice, and You." there was a small note which told him that all thanks for the book goes to Sir Iwagata Sakayama of the Fujiyama Academy downtown. He quickly assembled his gear together, got dressed and rode his Kawasaki Ninja Bicycle downtown.

There it was, the Fujiyama Academy. It was a large temple surrounded by torches. The temple looked something like a palace. The powerful energy of ornate spiritual intelligence resonating off the shrines inside. He slowly got off his bike and walked into the palace. Inside were oracles and monks, praying to their shrines while having fires and scriptures on the ground. "Um... which of you is Iwagata Sakayama?"
All the oracles got up from their prayers and quickly ran out of the room after hearing the name. The monks looked at the man stunned until one of the monks got up and slowly walked over to him.
"Where did you hear that name...?" The monk spoke in a stern voice. Fear could be felt from all corners of the room, like Yoshi had commited a murder. He handed the book to the monk with the name circled. The monk looked at it, and froze.
"Umm... Did I come at a bad ti--" he was interrupted by a large slam. The large 40 foot doors opened and a man with long hair trailing down to his knees, long white beard. His eyes were closed as he walked down the steps. Wearing a long Kimono holding his hands together, 6 followers throwing cherry blossom pedals at his feet. "I am Iwagata..." the old man spoke.

The day had passed. I was told by the great sage to undergo extensive training. The first part would be going 48 hours without eating rice or ramen and meditate a 120 degree steam room, then after that, go under 2 months of training. He started the day off in the steam room, curled up in a ball with his legs crossed, his eyes closed, as the heat slowly hit him. He carefully tried to concentrate on his thoughts, gathering everything together. He knew that the creation of this next game would be thousands of times harder then Star Ocean.

He was about 4 hours into the meditation until someone broke into the temple, a monk was in disguise and had planted dynamite at the Holy Door to blast the Sage out of his temple. There he was, sitting at his throne awaiting his fate from the Monk. The monk holding a two-handed katana, pointed the tip to the sage, "Tell me your secrets!" the false monk yelled.
Iwagata stood up slowly and opened his eyes to the man. He shook his head slowly to the false monk and slowly walked down to him.
"Is this really the path you wish to take?" He said to him, placing his hand on his shoulder.
"What?! I told you to tell me your secret!" He threw the hand off of his shoulder, pushing him away, holding his sword back up.
"I cannot do that for the secret lies within you."
I heard the racket from the room and quickly ran into the main room. My body was soaking with sweat. My body felt like it was about to collapse from loss of water. I pried the door open to see a large man holding his a sword into the blown hole into the sage's room. It wasn't 'til I got the door fully opened until I witnessed the man stab Iwagata in the chest and running off. I quickly ran to Iwagata and picked him up. He was struggling to breathe. He slowly lifted up his hand to brush the sweat from my face and smiled. "When I first saw you, young one. I saw great expectations. One day, you might even be able to be where I once was---" were his last words before he died.

It's been 3 months. I did everything the great sage told me to do. No one has yet to replace his chair, for there was no one who could truly fill that seat. I had just gotten over my training with the monks. The meditation almost killed me, I woke up to having lost 35 pounds and in the hospital, just in time to finish. Nothing still has come to me in all this time, no ideas, no theories, no story. After the Sage died, it started to rain hard ever since the lowlands began to flood, it was a sign of the heavens crying for the greatest mastermind who had ever lived passing away.

I began to worry that nothing would ever come to me until I looked out the window atop the mountain, I saw a small figure at the peak of the mountain. I knew I had to get atop that mountain, my fate lied on that mountain. I finally left the temple for the first time in 3 months. My first destination was that mountain, knowing exactly the best route. It was a narrow cave at the bottom. There was once a legend saying that this cave takes you to the top of the mountain, but no man has ever reached the end of the cave for it's mysteries lie beyond any normal humans imagination could ever possibly comprehend. It was the greatest task I had ever faced. As I approached the mountain, the ground began to crack open into an enormous fissure, I leaped toward the mountain with all my strength as I felt the water from underneath me wash away. I pulled myself up, turning around to watch the ground tear open from the great pressure of the water. I took one look into the cave and slowly walked my way into it.


It's been 2 years. Newspapers already noted my death after a long search for me. It truly was the biggest thing I've ever had to do. I had to battle bears for food, eat muddly water for liquid, map out every corridor with mud. I even had to wrestle a Lion with my bare hands to get past the halfway mark. And then it finally came to me... light. I had the feared the absolute worst; my death. I walked outside to see the lightning roaring down from the skies. I could see the flood waters had not moved since I had gotten in the mountain. I could feel my racial hair brushing against my chest from months of poor grooming. The rain was furiously shooting down from the sky as if it was my last obstacle in my way. But I must finish my quest, I must figure out the next game in the series.

I climbed the last slope of the mountain until I could completely see the peak. There was a small shrine sitting there with a skeleton beside it with a skeleton there holding a sword. The shrine had a 2 small slits in it, big enough for the sword to fit into it. I approached the sword and picked it up until I heard a loud roar. "You wish to proceed. You must finish me off first..." the voice said. It's as if the person had been waiting for me this whole time. I turned to the voice. It came from the same cave I'd just walked out of, I held the sword to the shadowy figure, the wind brushing against my satin leggings, the rain slapping against my built physique. It came to me, it was someone in a long black cloak. I could see nothing of his face. Even his hand was covered with a glove. He also carried a sword similar to the one I had just picked up.

It wasn't until a little after I had approached him until he quickly jumped forward, thrusting his sword towards me when I dodged out of the way. My body falling to the ground, I kicking into the air, handing a blow on his arm, launching him to the other side of the mountain peak, his body spiraling in the air. I got up from the ground, holding the sword back up. He slowly walked towards me, I returned the favor walking towards him until I noticed a stong flying towards me from under his cloak, lifted my sword to deflect the stones, which were nothing more then a distraction for me, he quickly slid towards me, his toes coming near mine, his other foot reaching out to sweep my feet, my body falling to the ground. The man quickly got up and put his sword to my neck, "You are not ready!!!" he yelled out, his other hand quickly unmasking himself. It was Iwagata.
"How did you survive!?" I shouted.
"In order to become the best, I have to test you to the greatest of lengths."
I stared blankly at him, feeling the cold steel of his sword pushed against my neck. I was very surprised to see him still alive. I could already feel my life flashing before my eyes, it was like this was all one huge nightmare. My eyes looked up to him, seeing the rain drip off his hair, with the great lightning strikes shooting through the sky. I sighed a bit as it finally came to me... I was starting to get ideas for the game. I could feel the meditation and training coming to me. I looked up with a smile. Iwagata lifted an eyebrow in curiousness. My hand quickly shot up to the blade, pushing it to the side. In quick reaction, Iwagata thrusted the blade into my arm. I cried out in pain as I stood myself up.

"I finally understand, master..." I whispered into his ear. The cold steel going right through my shoulder. My arm losing all feeling from the cut nerves. He shrieked a bit before I quickly thrusted my sword into his stomach. "Thank you..." I added, as he slowly fell to the ground. I pulled the sword out of my shoulder, and slowly limped over to the shrine, pushing the sword into one of the slits. I could feel the rain washing away the blood as it poured out of my wound. I felt my life slowly draining from my body, the other sword couldn't have looked like it was any further away, but I wasn't ready to die yet. Not until the final act was finished in my quest. I limped slowly over to the sword, picking it up with my one good hand and pushing it into the shrine. The gem on the shrine began to shrine brightly as it began to emit a dim glow in the shape of the tri-Ace.
"You, the one who surpassed the great Iwagata shall be given the greatest gift ever known to man." The stone spoke.
I wondered what the stone meant. The ideas started to come into my head slowly for the new game, but no more faster then I was already getting them. I walked to the side of the mountain looking down to the town. I sat down to the side of the cliff, holding onto my wound. I sighed gently as I noticed the rain was slowly clearing up. I looked up to the sky in amazement that such a storm would clear so soon, until it finally came out. A giant bolt of lightning crashed down from the sky, striking the shrike where it stood, causing the shrike and parts of the mountain the blow up. The explosion shocked my in the process, forcing me to fly off the mountain.

I woke up in the hospital. My right arm was amputated at the bottom of the shoulder. It had been in a coma for 3 weeks after the explosion. I remembered all the dreams I had as I was in the coma. It was what I had trained for all these years. I could finally finish the game, and have it go down as the greatest game in history. I turned my head to the side in relief, sighing gently as I felt a tear roll down my eye.


And that's how it was, how the greatest creation ever known to man was made.

That's really long... o_o;

o_o; ... Geeze, who wrote this? Where'd this come from.. ?

You are a really good writer. Nice story. It shows your fascination for SO2 in a way I have not seen before.

@, It ain't that long. You guys are overreacting.

Whut!? So it is possible to get a sign from a god.

btw, Where did you get this or the concept from?

I finally got around to reading that earlier. o___________o; Quite interesting. XD