The Final Battle

Time slowed.

He could faintly hear Tear's hymns behind him. A good melody, she had a beautiful voice. It was soothing.

For a moment he felt at peace. He could feel the other within him, warming him like a small fire.

It was welcoming.

His friends were all rushing forward now, trying their hardest to distract the enemy from Tear. Their last Hope.

He stayed still a bit longer.

His Hope was gone. His purpose had disappeared. All that remained was this constant presence within the boy's chest. He cherished this feeling, knowing he will always be there.

Then Chaos resumed.

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Notes: No names, but hopefully everyone can guess who they are. Sorry if this seems random o.O It seemed like a good idea at the time...