No matter the distance drawn between it, my body, and my mind... I can still recall...

I recall the tragic notes of bloodshed. A war that should have never happened. The Console War.

Two worlds exist in Gamindustri - that of humans and that of Celestia, where the CPU resided.

The CPU gained her powers through the faith of humanity, who in turn gained the CPU's protection. It was well-balanced.

The world below and the goddess who ruled it... one for one. That was how things were supposed to be.

However, the former goddess and I broke this careful balance and created four separate goddesses, four CPUs.

The Celestia, ruled in tranquility, no longer existed. It turned into something I would have never anticipated.

The four CPUs grew to despise one another and began to fight for the honor of ruling over the world.

The land where the four CPUs resided turned into the stage for a tragic war.

This is all due to my ignorance.

No matter how I torment myself being far, far away from the CPUs... all I can do is wait here.

Some day, the destiny of these CPUs may save them from her scheme.

]l[

Planeptune, the most advanced of the floating landmasses in Gamindustri, a futuristic utopia of towering buildings and structures with lights dazzling the eye is under the protection of the goddess Purple Heart. For all its advancements and technology, however, it's the land most ravaged by monster attacks. Some of the locals believe their goddess was once defeated by an overlord, creating a rift in Planeptune's protection and bringing about the rise in monster attacks. The fact that Purple Heart, their patron CPU, hasn't been seen by her people in over three years certainly hasn't helped the situation or the rumors.

Some believe their goddess may have abandoned them all together or had some fate befall her. Regardless of what was true and what wasn't, the attacks had taken their toll on the city. People weren't as happy with monsters eating them, after all. Many places were closed down simply so people wouldn't be at risk of being something's dinner. For a certain nurse-in-training, who lived on the outskirts of the city, all this meant there wasn't much for her to do. So she paced through her room bored, antsy, and wishing she could at least go back to school.

Huffing to herself, as she wandered her bedroom for possibly the hundredth time, she made her way over towards the window in the room, opening it and leaning against the windowsill. Compa allowed herself a small sigh as she gazed upwards at the twinkling stars in the sky, content to simply enjoy the sight of the night sky for a moment. Or perhaps she would have, however, if her eyes hadn't caught something in particular which made her blink a few times.

'A shooting star..!' Her eyes widened as she realized just what it was flying across the sky. Thinking for a moment, she closed her eyes and clasped her hands in front of her as something came to her upon spotting it. "Um… Mister Shooting Star...?" She cleared her throat, thinking to herself for a moment before she continued.

"I don't have a wish for myself… but I really miss when people were safe and happy here. It would be really nice of you if you could do something about the monsters so everyone can smile again." Finished with her wish, she allowed a small smile to come to her face as she watched it soar through the sky. 'It's so bright and pretty; it's almost like it's going to land near here..'

]l[

Some ways away from Compa's home, a young man yawned loudly as he stretched out on the soft grass below him. He was thin and lanky in appearance, perhaps scrawny even, with fair skin, turquoise-colored eyes, and shaggy, auburn colored, short hair. Brushing a few strands from his eyes, he wore an apathetic expression as he let his eyes gaze upwards. He was dressed simply in a black t-shirt, blue jeans that were faded with age, the knees ripped, that were a bit loose on him, and a pair of leather boots to finish it all off. While many would be inside due to the monster problems, he was quite content to laze about in the field he found himself in… he also didn't have enough money to stay anywhere, so this was probably the best he could find.

"What a drag..." He sighed, tucking his arms behind his head as he made himself comfortable. With people shut in for safety, there weren't many opportunities for him to make cash with the bass guitar that lay next to him. Of course, this meant he couldn't afford to sleep somewhere with a roof over his head or even have some food to quiet the growling in his stomach. Tempted as he was to go bash a few monsters, he just didn't have it in him to care enough to bother, not to mention he really didn't want to exert himself when he hadn't had a decent meal for the last day or so.

So there he lay, hungry and bored out of his mind without much of a way to deal with either. He was just about to flip through his phone out of boredom when his eyes caught something bright in the sky. "A shooting star, huh..? Sorry, don't have a wish to make on you." He waved his hand lazily as if to send it on its way before his stomach decided to remind him it had been too long since he had eaten anything..and quite loudly at that. "... Scratch that, food might be nice… no more ramen, though." He almost cringed at the thought of eating more of it. True, it was about the only thing he could afford some days, but still...

His musings on a seven-course meal he could enjoy before resorting to seeing if dogoos tasted like jello were interrupted as he noticed the star was unusually bright...and could he hear it whistle through the air? 'Y'know..maybe it's the hunger making me see things, but is that thing getting… closer?' Blinking a few times, he squinted to focus only for his eyes to widen as he realized it was indeed going to land… and right on top of him! Scrambling in a panic, he rose to his feet and tried to move away only to trip over the strap of his guitar and fumble forwards.

Grunting as he landed on his stomach, he slowly pushed himself up only to freeze as he saw it was too late to get away now. Regardless if it landed on him directly or not, he was still pretty much at ground zero for the impact. Closing his eyes, he sighed as he covered his head with his hands; no use panicking when he was screwed either way. "Well. Shit." Those would be the last words he spoke before a resounding boom sounded next to him. While his eyes may have been shut, he was aware he had been sent flying through the air from whatever impacted next to him… at least until he collided with something very hard and sturdy and everything went dark.

Compa would find quite a strange sight that night when she went to investigate the noise. There was a girl embedded face first into the ground like a spear and another person, a young man, crumpled in a heap under a tree. Both of them were knocked out cold, one smoking a bit and the other drooling as he lay on the ground, with a guitar slung haphazardly across his stomach. There was but one thought going through her mind as she hurried over to them.

'Time to put my training to the test!'

Well, where to begin here? If you're one of my old readers from the days I wrote fanfiction for Warcraft, your eyes are not deceiving you. I have returned and without a vengeance! Been a fan of this series ever since a good friend of mine showed me it. I was hooked from the first of mention of "Thunder Tits" from Blanc pretty much.

I'm a bit rusty with this, and it more than likely shows, but I do hope you all enjoyed this (as well as what's to come in future chapters). It was a coin toss between starting this or one of the Fate/Stay Night fics floating around in my head. Neptunia won, as you can see. I'll get to Fate soon enough for those of you that enjoy that series.

I look forward to seeing the reviews I get, be they positive or negative; it helps me get better either way. Have ideas or otherwise? By all means, while I can't promise I'll go through with them, I'll at least read them.

I do not own anything related to Hyperdimension Neptunia, just the lazy OC you'll see again in the next chapter.

Angron out!