It's been a while since I've tried my hand at writing. It's been an entire year and a half since last I wrote for the fun of it. It's my fault, and for that, I apologize. My readers deserve better and I won't lie to them. I cannot blame my absence upon any agent outside of my control. No…I did not write because I was just lazy. I can't blame it on school, which has only become easier and easier as I grow up. I can't blame it on my patient, loving family. I can't blame it on my nosy, insane friends. The one to blame here is me.

I don't know how I can say "sorry" the right way. After losing an entire year and a half, I can only wish that you can continue reading my work; that you continue giving me your constructive criticism as you once did in the past. I am sorry to all who awaited the next chapters of my story, one that will never be finished. That project has been abandoned…but a new one arises. When I thought the matter over, I realized that perhaps the best way to say sorry to all of you was to take up writing once more.

I wish to thank all of you for giving me the will to write, for giving me reason to keep on going. I would like to thank everyone who gave me criticism and helped me advance as a writer. The journey ahead has many twists and turns. I have no idea where I'm going. That's why I can't wait to find out. Thank you all for just being there.

And so…I am reborn…


Title: Acceptance

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters. I do not own the canon plot of the story. My few property consists of my father's watch, my school bag and supplies, and this computer that ties me to the rest of the world.


It is always amazing…watching humanity cooperate and advance onto their future. I was afraid back then. I was scared of what would happen and I never knew just how it would come to happen. That's when I met Snow. He gave me inspiration, instilled within me hope for a bright future. I don't know what it is about him but Snow just radiates happiness and joy.

He introduced me to the gang and I quickly came to know Lebreau, Gadot, Maqui and the rest of Nora. That was a long time ago. Lebreau easily inserted herself into my life as a guardian of sorts. She watched over every single one of us, fulfilling the motherly role…one I never experienced before. I'm grateful for Nora. Most of the members were orphans as well. They connected with me. Along with Lebreau and Snow, Nora quickly became my new family.

Nora pushed me all the way. Whenever times were desperate, someone was always there to guide me. I can't thank any of them enough for saving my life over and over. I used to hate people; thinking it unfair of the world for depriving me of happiness. The envy I felt every time I saw a child with his mother was so overwhelming. I was driven to insanity by life itself. I thought myself worthless. There I was, the little suffering thing I used to be; but life kept going on. "Life goes on…with or without you," as Lightning once told me. The suicidal thoughts that manifested into my mind were powerful. Depression seeped into every tiny crevice of my body. I ached with the subtle pain of depression, with the awful relief of the thought of suicide. I never took my life. Thinking back on it, it was the best choice I ever made. You can call me a coward. I believe it was something else.

That was before I entered Nora. Life became easier after that and I cheered up as a person. My personality went through a metamorphosis and I shifted from thoughts of suicide to dreams of the future. I realized that I didn't want to die yet. I hadn't gone through 14 years of suffering and trauma to give up then. I can't thank Nora enough.

My life changed its course. For the first time in my life, I got to know myself. I learned about me more than ever before. Furthermore, Nora taught me that I can't blame others for my misfortune. It taught me that there are good people in the world; that there are things worth fighting for. I opened myself farther down the line. I let myself connect to others. I got to know people outside of Nora and it seemed that life would go on just fine. Aside from fighting beasts and taking care of business with Nora, nothing was going wrong. Of course, life always finds a way to fuck everything up.

When the rogue Pulse fal'cie was discovered within the vestige, all hell broke loose. People were already panicking from the incident at Euride. When news of something pulsian on cocoon reached the ears of the people, chaos reigned and dominated the field. All the brain-washed civilians called for a purge. After all, what easier way to solve a problem than to shove it away? No one wanted to go to Pulse. Society had convinced us Pulse was hell; that everything Pulsian was evil. Fear controlled the public and the mob struck out. That was what caused the Purge.

We were there. Nora, I mean. Bodhum was where we spent most of our time. Once we found out that the Purge was just a hoax, we had to step in. That's just who we are. When the strong trample the weak, we'll be there to give the underdog a fighting chance. After all, the army's no match for Nora…or so we thought.

That's in the past now. Cocoon's been crystallized, held up in the sky by a strong pillar. Ragnarok…that's what saved us. The being meant to bring our destruction saved our lives instead. Maybe humans are worth saving after all, huh? Those six…they did all of it. By defying the foretold fate the fal'cie gave us, our future was rewritten. The six l'cie fought their way to the future.

Even now, some people wish to bring back the fal'cie despite having been told the truth. We had depended on the fal'cie so much. Life is much different now that people have to support themselves. No fal'cie to make food anymore, or regulate weather patterns. In a sense, it's for the best. It gives people things to do. "A bored human is a dangerous one," as I was once told by the facility manager. I can definitely agree to that statement.

I've also learned, however, that humans aren't just dangerous. We're quite capable of producing true art and beauty. You just have to keep an open eye.


I'm a little rusty, so pardon my wording at the moment. Anyway, I've gotten back into writing. I will finish this story so just wait a little for the next chapter. Also, to any FF13 fans out there, forgive me if there are discrepancies between this story and the game itself. It was a long time ago since I played the game so my memory might be off over some things.

So there it is. A short chapter to begin this fiction. Yuj was neglected to much. Poor kid doesn't get enough screen time. His background is also very vague, so it's intriguing using him as a main character.