You may be my last hope, the only one who can carry on my legacy. I won't be here for long... So stay, listen to my story...
I awoke in a dark sea, a sea of stars... No, it was just reflecting stars. But... they weren't stars, they were many lights. It was a city, a city of life and of lights, but none so bright as that one. I recognized it instantly. No, not the city, but the large half-sphere, glowing sapphire in the night. It was quickly filling and I understood what was happening. It was a blitzball stadium, and they were preparing for a game. I could hear the roar of the crowd. I could hear them chant a name over and over again, but I couldn't make it out. I always knew in my heart, it was his name...
A man came by in a boat, a small dinghy really, almost like the boats the fisherman in my village use. He wore a read coat, one of his arms nestled in the bodice like a sling, the sleeve swaying in a slight breeze. He looked at me from behind dark glasses, and I could see a slight smile appear upon his lips.
"I've been waiting for you, Lady Yuna," his voice was rich and deep, gravelly, but not unpleasant. I had heard the voice before, but in my youth. In a very distant past. I looked at him and tried in vain to recall his face.
"Hello..." I replied uncertainly, not wanting to be rude. I made him laugh.
"You don't recall me, do you? I knew your father, Braska, I was his guardian." He seemed to be ready to say more, if I should need the clues, but I did not. He was Auron, whom I hadn't seen since I was seven, since my father left on his Pilgrimage.
"Sir Auron, it is an honor to see you again," I relayed, and then realized I was still floating in the water, which I came to love. The ocean always held certain mysteries for me, and a Sin-less ocean was even more beautiful. I noticed I was blushing.
He reached his arm out to me, the one that wasn't inside his coat, and I took it. He pulled me into the boat with amazing strength, and gave me a blanket to dry off and keep warm with. He told me many things. I was in
Zanarkand, the holy city, but... it was different. It wasn't ruined, and it was full of machina... But here, they're called machines. And... I'm not sure. Sir Auron said 'he' was waiting for me. Then he took me to a shop, and now I am getting fitted with clothes for this world... I am not sure. I wonder who 'he' is...