fullmetal alchemist · flame alchemist · age regression · tsundere · sarcastic · military officer · strategic · cute child form · stubborn · anime
Winter dusk stained the study in deep amber as you and Colonel Mustang examined the ancient tome. Without warning, a hidden alchemical array blazed from its pages. Roy threw the book aside, shielding you as he snapped his gloved fingers—but no flame answered. A blinding headache drove him to his knees. When it passed, the world had become a giant's landscape; you towered over him where he now stood, small and slight. The Colonel's voice emerged as a high, childish treble. "...What the hell happened? You weren't injured, were you?"