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Equivalent Exchange... It was the law I thought Alphonse and I could live by, and resurrect our beloved mother, see her smile one more time... But wait... Who is Alphonse? Who is my true mother? Why did her smiles make me feel warm and comfortable? I woke up, blood surrounding my body. Ouch, my head hurts. I put my arm in front of my eyes, which fought against my heavy eyelids. I saw a red tattoo all over my wrist. Is this really my arm? I was greeted by a guy with green, stringy hair, and an old guy with blond hair and glasses. Why do I not remember these people? The guy with the weird hairstyle lend me his hand, and

"...Envy-sama?" I turn at the sound of my name, not surprised to see what was left of the Chibi-san. "What, Pride?" Pride's eyes never show emotion. They're just blank gold orbs inside human-based sockets. He shuffles his feet just a bit, hardly noticeable comtemplation on his erased face. "Who's Alphonse?" The question would have been simple if it were coming from someone else instead of this half-assed homunculus who hadn't had taken in any red stones. Hohenheim claimed his "son" didn't need them, so he used some weird voodoo to do something which resulted in the red marks on his body and his current state of mind. Ha. He just wanted t