Initial Value of Midair
By SMYGO4EVA
They had hoped to go to a land that was of peace after what they had been through with Acid Tokyo, that was almost a hell on Earth with the secrets that had finally been revealed and what was lost could never be sought. By that time, they had forgotten about the gift of true paradise and they had forgotten what they had to fight for.
Inside each and every one of them, the real Syaoran, the princess Sakura, the warrior Kurogane, the mage Fai, and the white creature Mokona, it was evident that they were suffering, yet they did not want to heed to it.
The oceans wept, the winds screamed, the Earth they had once known began to die, and yet they did not listen. The thunder yelled, the fire roared, cold ice descended and love began to wilt in their hearts, and yet they did not listen. They knew nothing of love, nothing of happiness, and nothing of hope. All they knew in their peace was apathy because they had witnessed nothing else. They remained ignorant and remained deaf to the cries of their own souls.
The cruel chess game they were suddenly placed in brought back all the hatred and all of the negative emotions they had thought to have been silenced. Of course they had never been silenced; they had merely lain dormant in their mortal hearts until it was too late.
They knew this day would eventually come. They had always known and yet they had always feared it. When all the peace, the camaraderie and the bond that held them together, it all began to fade. The chess game that made them pawns of their destinies was always there, almost forcing them to see the ugliness that was inside their own selves. The chess game always came round full circle for them in the end, in the bloodstained stadium. The darkness descended on them but they did not see before Tokyo; in their determination, complacence and happiness, they were blind.
Then the final day of the chess game arrived, the day when the protectors realized that they had finally found the darkness that was inside them. All peace of mind and sanity was gone. The wish of the princess was granted, and they had fallen, silence receded and the hope for paradise had died. The cruel chess game had once again ended in darkness.
Yet there was always hope for them, for there was the initial value of midair, something that set them apart from jumping in and falling into the everlasting darkness. The age of peace would rise and fall like the sun, for that was the nature of the cruel chess game. In Infinity, it was perhaps the one way to take what was left of one's sanity away.