Original credit for this story is given to Dionisiah. It was originally titled Pensamentos.
Acknowledgment: The characters of Saint Seiya do not belong to me!Thoughts
You remember the first time that in we met, Shaka? It feels like a lifetime ago! We were children, having just barely begun our training to become saints. I saw you sitting there, with your rosary of 108 beads, calmer than we could ever hope to be then. I admired you then! Do you remember, Shaka? You did not open your eyes. Never, no matter how many tried. Always quiet, you trained as though the rest of us were not there, without looking at us. Without looking at me. I wanted you to notice me, but it seemed completely impossible. You never spoke with anyone, never looked at anyone, or for anyone.
And then, the false Master decreed my exile and I allowed him too. I was a wise person who, after the death of the true Master, my Master, deceived myself into believing that I had nothing left in Sanctuary, but I lied. Every day I thought of you with your rosary, whispering some incomprehensible mantra, and I would feel the loss and pain of those moments.
Then, during my exile, you came to my home. I looked at you without knowing what to say. For the first time, I realized you could see me through my cosmos, although you kept your eyes always closed.
You said to me that you missed me, that you considered me a cherished friend. And I cried! I cried so much. I wept feeling, knowing the painful loneliness in those long years that would come. I could not bring myself to tell you the reason for my expulsion. I felt that I did not have the right to break the confidence that you placed in the false Master.
And one day, I came back. I was happy. I wanted to see you. But I knew that our joy had to wait until the defeat of the false Master. Then, I felt your cosmos go out. My heart broke and I became too weak to stand. How could you loose to that impetuous young Phoenix Saint? Impossible. I almost lost hope! But you came back! Those were the happiest days of my life.
But, as always, that joy was short-lived.
But this time, I have no hope. Why did you choose me to do this? Why do I have to keep the door of the house of Virgo while you fight our cowardly brothers? Why must I be the messenger of your orders not to interrupt the fight? I can't do anything!
Finally, I felt yours cosmos vanish again. Everything good in me vanished with his cosmos.
The false Master handed the rosary to me. Your rosary. In it were all the thoughts that I had of you. I wanted to kill him, the man who destroyed my life and everything that I ever considered important. All those that I loved. You!
But finally we've received the order to go to the Hell! I'll go there to find you Shaka! I'll go to recover every year that I passed without you. I'll go there to return your rosary to you with my thoughts. Wait for me, Shaka!
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Dionisiah
Translated by Bad Hallelujah (Who would greatly appreciate any help anyone can give, this is a very big project!)