A name of royalty and of strength. When Edgar's father died from the poisonous machinations of the Empire, the right of reign fell upon the shoulders of two teenage brothers. Both longed for freedom, away from the war-stricken country and the overwhelming weariness in playing to the Empire's whims.

Only one could escape. Only one would be forced to be the enemy's lapdog.

And so the infamous coin toss took place under the stars, Edgar and Sabin deciding their lives in the stillness that followed their father's death.

But it would be rigged, because Edgar loved his brother too much. Edgar could not bear to see the burden given to a sensitive boy who cherished his freedom and his life so terribly. Edgar was the calm one, the brother who kept his mind clear and his emotions in check. He could be king. He could survive.

The coin was double-headed.

Sabin left the morning after.

(Sabin stands in the throne room of Figaro Castle, taking in his surroundings.)


Sabin:
    Hmm... Castle hasn't changed much...
    And yet it's all different... Mom and Dad are gone... Everyone's gone... Since that day...


(start of flashback)


Doctor (?):
    ... tonight...
    ... took a turn for the worst...
    ... there's a chance he might...

Sabin:
    Nooo...!
    Y... you're wrong...!
    This can't be...

Matron:
    ... The King... he's...

Edgar:
    ... Sabin...
    ... Sabin!!!!!


(Sabin runs up the stairs and outside onto the parapets. Edgar follows.)


Sabin:
    ... My father...
    ... I don't believe this...


(Edgar walks up onto the battlements behind Sabin.)


Sabin:
    B... brother... Waa, ahhh, ahhh...

Edgar:
    So... They went and told you...


(Edgar approaches to comfort his brother when the Matron arrives.)


Matron:
    Edgar! Here you are...
    Your father... He just uttered his last wish that Figaro be divided between you...

Sabin:
    This is NONSENSE!! Everyone's saying that the Empire poisoned Dad...
    And the only thing on your minds is "Who's going to be the next king?!" You're all pathetic!
    No one cared when Mom passed away, either...

Matron:
    That's not...


(Sabin turns around and stalks up to the Matron.)


Sabin:
    You were as bad as any of 'em!

Edgar:
    Sabin...

Sabin:
    Empire of murderers... They won't get away with this!


(Sabin runs off again.)


Edgar:
    Matron... Please leave us...


(Edgar follows Sabin till he finds his brother at the castle's tower.)


Sabin:
    I'm outta here! I'm forsaking this war-sick realm for my dignity and freedom.
    You said you were sick of it too, right?!

Edgar:
    ... freedom...
    What'll happen to this realm if we both leave? And what would Dad say... ?
    Sabin, let's settle this with a toss of a coin.
    If it's heads, you win.
    We'll choose whichever path we want, without any regrets. Okay?
    This is for Dad!


(Edgar flicks the coin, and it flies up into the starlit night.)
(end of flashback)
(Sabin turns around and sees Edgar entering the throne room.)


Edgar:
    And you opted for your freedom.
    It's been... 10 years. The little shrimp's grown into a whopping lobster!

Sabin:
    And you're a king crab!


(Both brothers take a seat in the adjoining thrones.)


Edgar:
    Sabin, I often wonder if he'd be proud of me...

Sabin:
    Don't you ever doubt that!

Edgar:
    10 years...

Sabin:
    Where has the time gone... ?


(They get up, and raise their fists in salute.)


Edgar:
    Here's to a couple of confused grownups!
    Here's to Dad...

Sabin:
    ... to Mom... and to Figaro.