Ed Elric
Legacy Name: Ed Elric

The room you just entered is filled with towering piles of books. The cover every surface and seem to be ready to fall at any moment. Glancing at the covers, you see that they seem to all be science and alchemy books. The walls of the room are covered in weird symbols and scribbled mathematical equations. The table in the center of the room has a couple of open books on it as well as several loose papers. A training dummy stands at attention in the corner. The room's inhabitant has yet to be seen.

"What do you what?"

You jump in surprise at the angry voice that suddenly cut through the silence. You look around wildly, trying to find the owner of the voice, to no avail.

"Hey! I asked you a question!"

You look down to see a fuming chibi cadogre at your feet. You notice that two of his limbs don't seem to match the others.

"Couldn't see me, huh?" His eye twitches and his scowl deepens. "Too short, huh?" His voice gets louder. "So miniscule your eyes just go right over my head, huh?!"

A tinny meow cuts through the cadogre's explosion and you both look down to see a robotic cat sitting on the floor staring at the cadogre with an almost scolding look on its metal face. It meows again and rubs against your leg in what you could swear was an apologetic manner.

"Tch. Whatever." The cadogre folds his mismatched arms over his chest and pouts, refusing to look at you or the metallic cat at your feet. "What are you doing here anyway?"

"Eh? Who am I?" The cadogre looks up at you and smirks. "Why, I'm Edward Elric, of course. The famous prodigy alchemist. A genius, some call me. I spend most of my time researching," he gestures towards the books and table. "Training," he waves his hand vaguely in the direction of the training dummy. "Or playing with Al." He points at the Robo-Kitty still sitting at your feet.

"There's really not much else to tell," he shrugs. "Now could you go away so I could get back to my research?" Edward crosses his arms and stares at you until you nod dumbly and walk out of the room. As you leave you hear him muttering to himself. You can't really make out what he saying, but it somehow still leaves you feeling insulted.

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