Disclaimer: Full Metal Alchemist is not mine, but this story is.
Spoilers: the end of fma (anime ver.)
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Butterflies
By ALteru ULtia
Edward Elric never liked butterflies. To him they only represented weakness, and he never liked the weak.
But when he stood in midst a transmutation circle and clapped his hands together for prayer one last time, he finally came to appreciate the beauties of weakness.
When Winry's parents died, he hated her tears because it enhanced his fear of losing his mother. But this weakness motivated him to cherish those last few moments he spent with her.
When Nina was destroyed, he hated Scar because he hadn't been able to save her. But this weakness inspired him to fight relentlessly for those he loved.
When Hoenhiem's son suddenly appeared from beneath his fist, he hated the truth because it proved the limits of his very knowledge. But even though one cannot grasp all the truths within one's world, it is the dream and the journey that truly conjugates the meaning of "truth".
And when his mother died, he hated himself, because he and his brother were now exposed as weaker creatures in a world of cruel reality. But he became the Full Metal Alchemist and name of Elric spread far throughout the globe.
And for Roy Mustang, Major Hughes, Lieutenant Hawkeye and Izumi-sensei… they would have only been disembodied names behind glowing black shapes if destiny hadn't guided them through that fateful path.
And just before Ed stepped into the Gate, he caught sight of a yellow butterfly fluttering out from the looming darkness.
"Tell Al we'll definitely meet again!" He told it.
And the doors closed.
Owari
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