White Roses
A blonde haired man with a ponytail walked off the platform at Central followed by his younger brother. Neither knew exactly how long it had been since they left. Alphonse suggested around ten years. The brothers glanced around, and there were posters everywhere.
"The Flame Alchemist Newly Elected President!"
The younger brother said, "Hey
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