The Kingdom of Alefgard. (A Dragon Quest / Final Fantasy Fan Fiction)

Along time ago, so long ago that it was the year of our lords 1990, there existed a kingdom named Alefgard. It's citizens were an odd pack what the gods termed "Non Player Characters." 

Being an NPC was a responsibility in itself. The Kingdom itself was made of a castle town and a nearby small hamlet nearby. Across a raging sea, there lived the Dragon Lord in another castle separated from the mainland by mountains and a noxious swamp. He sat on his throne jealously peering into a glass ball.

The Dragon Lord had purchased his forsaken castle at a lower price than that of the other castle had cost its King. The first day he arrived to open the door to his Dark Castle, the magic key he'd bought at the key store vanished into thin air, leaving his front door incapable of being locked ever again. You see, the owner of the key store was an evil magician and the Dragon Lord's cousin.

Having opened the door he had unwittingly allowed an invisible beast that feasted on its victim's fears was released along with its copious offspring. Before he knew what happened, the Dragon Lord was dragged down a confusing array of catacombs beneath his castle where he was forced to sit upon a hidden throne.

Suddenly, there appeared a hero in blue & white armor. And at first glance of him, the villagers feared him because he stood as a giant and was at least ten stories tall. He slowly walked toward the castle which surely would be trampled by his enormous feet. The king sounded an alarm and had himself locked into his throne room with only his most trusted guards and advisers to accompany him.

“Who the hell is that?” he asked as he looked out his window.

“Don't you know?” asked a guard as he paced about the chamber. “He is the Dragon Warrior!”

“The Who?” asked the king.

“The game is named after him, sire,” said another guard.

It was at this moment the king made a tragic proclamation: “everyone just play dumb!”

And dumb they became. Some citizens would stand or sit still for all eternity at their assigned posts. Others would wander about foolishly and for some reason a visiting hero would hear the same “BUMP!” he would hear if he were to walk into a wall!

And then the hero finally stepped foot into the castle and was warped straight into the King's chamber. “Holy crap!” cursed the king. But the hero was frozen solid in place. “What the hell is he doing now?” he asked.

The pacing guard said “the game just asked him his name, sire.”

At that moment, a pigeon flew into the window. The king opened a letter attached to the leg of the pigeon. “HELP! A giant, red warrior has appeared in the town square of our fair city of Cornelia!” read the king. “Where the hell is Cornelia?”

“It is the first city of the game Final Fantasy, sire!” said the pacing guard.