My name is Edward Elric. Most people know that, of course, even though they have names they prefer to use for me. I can't say that I blame them for some of those names. I'm not exactly fond of who and what I've become. Not for my own sake, of course, but someone else's. It's what I am, though.
No one knows the whole story. What happened that night, what I saw, what I did. Or what happened at that house. Or where I disappeared to. They don't understand why I'm the military's attack dog, why I...
They don't need to know. Because it's not about them. It's my duty, my crime, and my punishment.
Opening Pandora's Box of evils is a lonely burden. It's one only I have to carry. I'm the one that left Hope in the box. I'm the one that has to get him back.