The Warrior of Light is one of the many fighters in Dissidia Final Fantasy NT. His first appearance in the series is from the very first Final Fantasy game.
As one of the heavy hitting Vanguards, the Warrior of Light prioritizes defense over offense using several attacks that require the opponent attacks him first.
His unique EX Skill, Holy Chain, is a great assist for allies to further pressure the opposing team while the Warrior of Light acts as an offensive decoy. Overall, he is an easy to use character and solid choice for players of any skill level.
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A father and son rekindle their bond through the online role-playing game Final Fantasy XIV in this live-action series based on a true story.
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Years after their relationship grows stagnant, Akio's father suddenly and mysteriously quits his job, and Akio hatches a plan to get him to open up.
At work, Akio looks into why so many female employees are quitting and finds a hint by helping his father with his in-game difficulties.
Trouble with a difficult client pushes Akio to the point of giving up. With his new keyboard, his father begins communicating in a surprising way.
Akio's Dad is now hooked on Final Fantasy, but his Mom is sick of missing her TV show. Akio must deal with an interpersonal conflict at work.
Akio's Dad still won't say why he quit his job, reminding Akio of his old habit of withholding information. Meanwhile, a friend offers Dad a new job.
Suspicious his dad has been hiding an illness, Akio looks through his things but finds nothing. The next day, he's given some surprising news.
With only days remaining before his Dad's big date, Akio and the team struggle to defeat Twintania in time for his planned reveal.
This special recaps Akio's plan to rekindle the bond between him and his father and closes with new content about a side character's relationship.
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FANTASY 01: LEAVING HOME
WARRIOR
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I grew up afraid of such storms. Ones where lightning struck and ravaged the land as if some great beast tore away at the world's flesh. A huge difference separated those in the past from the ones now. The old were the stuff of nightmares and these, the ones roaring outside my window, were happening.
Still, at seventeen years old I still feared such storms, the booming thunder, the snaking lightning, and the howling wind. This time, the wind remained silent. There hadn't been any wind in over a month; not even the slightest gust.
Laying in my bed that night, I had the sheets up to my nose; I clutched an heirloom in my hands. A dark red crystal, the warmth of which would keep me safe. At the very least it made me feel safe. That night, like every night, since the wind died, it was glowing warm, causing my palms to sweat.
The crystal had been in my possession for several years. On my birthday, Father parted with the precious gem his father gave him and gave it to me.
Outside, an explosion ripped through the sky and for a moment, in the torrential downpour, I spotted a shadow, the shadow of a foul humanoid creature with blue skin, a long clawed arm and golden horns curling out of its head. Then as lightning illuminated the night I could see there were no monsters, only my father. He wore his blue tinted armor. His long golden hair matted to his face, and in his right hand, he held his longsword, the one that usually hung above the mantle in our den. He lurched toward our home. I rushed out of bed and to the door crying out for him.
Father had left a fortnight ago, elected by the town elders to venture off towards Cornelia, the Northern Kingdom and try to discover why the elements had abandoned us.
I arrived at the old oaken door and pulled it open. Father, having no strength, crashed to the floor, his sword clattering past and his helmet rolling to hit the stone hearth of the fireplace.
I dropped to my knees and held his head in my hands. He didn't appear to have any wounds. I couldn't figure out his ailment. My father whispered these words, 'My son.. be the warrior you were destined to be, a crystal bearer. End the Chaos. Cornelia.'
And with those final syllables, the light in his eyes faded to black and the spirit of my brave father passed from the world.
I tried to make sense of his words. He named the nearest kingdom, Cornelia. One more than 100 miles away, across the Evergreen Fields. What did he want me to do there? Before I could figure anything out, the gravity hit me; he'd died. I'd lost my only living relative, the man who raised me on his own ever since my mother passed many years ago. I dropped my head to his chest and began to sob.
Three days had passed since my father collapsed in our doorway. The village elders buried him the morning after his death. I decided to tell no one of his final words, and no one that I had planned to leave our small unnamed village.
I kneeled on the grass before his grave. After a quiet prayer, I stood, my bag packed, sitting on the lawn at my feet. My father rested six feet deep in the ground, with the grave dirt still fresh. No grass had grown yet; plant life had stopped growing altogether.
'Hey, where are you going, Mr. Warrior?' An annoyed-sounding female called out.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and turned to regard her. The girl stood several feet from me, clad in a green tunic, and headband. She had thigh-high leather boots on, riding up her long legs. Her blonde hair, as well as her bandana's tail, flows in the wind behind her. I spotted a sliver of leather under armor under the breast of her tunic. She prepared for something. No one in the town ever put on armor unless they planned to leave and brave the world outside.
'My name is-' I started, and she cut me off.
'Don't tell me. I don't care. Your father went by Warrior and now to me you are Warrior. Congratulations on gaining the title.'
'Thanks,' I frowned.
'I didn't mean it like that, silly.' She laughed.
I looked into her alluring green eyes, which perfectly matched her outfit.
'What makes you think I'm going anywhere?' I asked.
'You're wearing a breastplate and have a sword on your hip.' She pointed out.
I guess I did look like a warrior.
'So may I call you by what you look like?' I grinned.
'And that is?' She leaned forward and peered at me.
'Thief. You look like a thief. You dress like one, and you have daggers hidden beneath your tunic, and one in each boot.'
She feigned a gasp, eyes widened. 'You have a good eye, Warrior, my friend.'
'I don't need friends,' I said.
'Well, you may need companions. And my father taught me how to collect things.' She circled me.
'I don't need a thief on my side. You'll only get me into trouble.' I walked away.
She blocked me and pointed her finger at my chest, 'Hey, I take offense to that!'
I stepped around her and continued down the narrow cliffside path.
'Wait a darn second!' She shouted, 'You don't have to be so rude!'
The girl trotted alongside me.
'I have urgent business elsewhere; I don't have time to dilly-dally,' I said.
I didn't feel like telling her anything about me. I didn't want to have any connections to the small town since I didn't ever plan on ever returning.
'You're going to Cornelia, right?' She flashed a pretty white smile.
Her question caught me off guard.
'How do you know that!?' I demanded.
'Only city for five hundred miles. And either way, you'd, at least, have to stop there to resupply before taking the northern bridge.'
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She chuckled. 'Just so happens I am going there, too.'
'Oh great! So, Thief, you wish to tag along?' I started to feel hope. In reality having a traveling companion wouldn't be such a bad idea. Monsters were everywhere out there in the wild.
'If you insist, Mr. Warrior.' She skipped off down the hill, calling back, 'I just have to get my stuff. See you at the gate!'
I watched her leave, noticing for the first time she had a rather shapely body, thin and fragile looking at the waist, but she moved smooth like liquid. Without a doubt, she underwent some training, maybe even more than my own. Having an attractive girl along would be fun, hopefully.
I walked down the slope and towards the gate, looking at things for the last time. The town well, McPatter's farm, and then the stables where a single horse stood.
I stopped as a shout came from beside the wooden barn. I spotted three figures standing outside, one being an old man with an unkempt white beard, and the others were two wore robes, one tall and thin, the other short and buxom.
The thin one, a man with blue robes and a tall pointy yellow hat, began to yell at the girl beside him. She wore pristine white robes trimmed in red, and a hood covered her head.
'The horse is mine!' He snapped, waving his hands.
'No, Black!' She argued, 'I paid for it! And my father is the head priest at the chapel so that means I should get it!'
'How does that make any sense? My dad fought in the war many years ago! He was a mighty wizard! I need this horse!'
The wiry old man stood between the pair trying to hold them back from each other. The girl turned her head, her eyes landing in my direction.
She called out, 'You there!'
I looked around hoping she saw someone else. Alas, alone I stood. With a profound sigh, I approached the scene.
'Would you tell Mr. Black Wizard here-' She started.
'Mage! I have not the training to be a Wizard yet!' He cut in.
She groaned, her blue eyes shining, 'Please, you are a brave warrior, apprehend this fool! The horse is mine. Tell him!'
'I don't want to get involved,' I held up my hands in defense, 'But in all honesty, you both couldn't have paid for the same horse.'
'I did!' They said in unison.
I looked at the old man with less pity now, realizing his
scheme.
'You're trying to swindle them both aren't you?'
He looked at them in turn, and they glared,
flames burning in their eyes. He almost exploded by their sheer willpower.
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'Fine, yes I admit it,' He muttered, 'But they both gave such good offers.'
'Well, who gets the horse?' Black Mage complained.
I walked to the horse, curious of the steed's condition and it turned out to be a thin and miserable beast. Starved, it had visible ribs against its leathery skin. Flies buzzed at its behind, and one eye had turned milky white signifying is half-blind.
'I'm no expert,' I said, 'But I don't believe this horse is of any use to anyone. The poor animal looks as if it has but days to live, and will certainly not be fit for labor.'
'What?' The two mages cried out.
'See we fought for nothing, White.' The man bowed to her.
'Well then use a dweomer of some sort and turn this horrible man into a toad,' White pointed at the old man, her finger shaking with anger.
The man jumped, so scared he shoved his coin purse forward, 'Take it! Just take it! You will find the price you both paid within! Just please, do not turn me into anything, especially unnatural!'
I grabbed the coin purse as he ran away to the barn and hid. I counted the Gil out, and it equaled out to 200. So I divided it up 100 a piece.
'Thanks!' White, hopping forward and squeezed me in a tight hug.
I could feel my face burning red. While not an overly attractive lass, she did have beautiful red hair and seductive looking lips.
'Yes, thank you.' Black Mage said, 'It would have been terrible to have been halfway to Cornelia just for the beast to keel over dead. I do not think I could make the journey like that. Too many beasties, you know.'
'You're going to Cornelia too?' White asked nodding.
I slowly backed away, fearing they were both about to turn on me and invite themselves on my journey.
'Wait, Warrior man.' Black stopped me, 'You look as if you are geared up for traveling. Might it be possible you as well are heading to the grand kingdom of Cornelia?'
I shook my head, 'I-'
'Yep, that's where we are going!' Thief's voice called out as she wrapped her arm around my neck and pulled me down to knock on my helmet that had belonged to my father.
'Oh, hello!' White said, 'You can call me the White since that's what everyone calls me anyhow.'
'And I, m'lady am the world famous Wizard-'
'You just said you were a mage!' White cut him off, 'I call him Black Mage. And he isn't famous at all. In fact, I don't think he has ever set foot outside this village.'
'Well thank you for ruining my grand introduction, whelp. Do you even know the smallest of healing spells? Perhaps a Dia spell to harm undead monstrosities?'
'No,' She admitted blushing, 'But do you even know how to cast a Fire spell?'
'Well, I uh, well, you see that is why I am traveling to Cornelia. For training, you know.'
'Suuure.' White Mage giggled, 'Well then, we should all travel together!'
'Yes,' Black Mage coughed, 'For safety reasons. I wouldn't want either of you to get hurt.'
'What are you going to do? Hit a goblin with your stick?' White burst into laughter.
'And what do you use?' He sneers.
'A hammer, see?' She shifted her robe to the side revealing her curves. I tried to keep my eyes on what she wanted to show us and not her chest. The girl had a hammer hanging on her belt that looked more like a meat tenderizer than something that would do harm to a creature in the wild.
'Yes, let's all travel together! It will be like a party!' Thief cheered, 'Isn't this great?'
She turned to me and smiled.
'Yeah, sure,' I muttered.
'What was that?' She asked.
'Oh, I said, yes excellent.' I forced a smile.
'Well we don't have horses, so it looks like it's on foot,' I told the group.
'How droll. I detest walking long distances.' Black sighed.
'There are no other horses in town, so we have no choice unless you can conjure us a few?' White poked fun, 'I'm merely concerned that monsters will attack.'
'Well, the warrior guy here has a sword, see it's on his hip, and this girl, she seems to have a couple of daggers,' White told him.
'More than a couple,' I said.
'Yes, way more. I have daggers in places you wouldn't even-'
I held up my hand, keeping inappropriate thoughts away.
'Alright, well look if we don't leave now we will be leaving at nightfall, and that is not a wise decision. We have one hundred miles ahead of us.' I told the motley group.
'Yes, let's go.' Thief cheered.
I turned and walked, looking at the long field ahead. I knew my reason for going to Cornelia, but still didn't know, nor cared why my new companions were going there. I planned to go no further with them after arriving in the great kingdom, but of course, I'd no idea what to expect in the city. I'd never even been there.
I put my hand in my belt pouch and squeezed the crystal within, reminding myself what kept me safe. I decided not to tell the group I had no real experience with a sword at all, and that my father had been the expert warrior.
With that, we walked down the road, side by side by side by side. Seeing the smile Thief's face and the determined look on White Mage's, I felt confident we would make it. I couldn't see Black Mage's with his collar raised, and his hat casting a dark shadow over his eyes, but he seemed ready to go. I actually smiled as birds flew off into the distance and the day looked beautiful. The journey had just begun.
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