I was once a normal person, who would love to go to Comic Cons, and dress up as my favorite anime characters. One day while walking home from one, dressed up as Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, A stranger walked up to me, and gave me a pair of gloves that looked exactly like the ones Mustang used.

After that, things got serious, and now I'm in trouble with the princesses. And not in the way you'd expect.

A Fullmetal Alchemist Displaced