Hello guys! It's been a while since I have written in English for the TOS' section!
This One-Shot is a request from a dear german friend of mine. I will translate it in French, my first language, for my french followers later.
If I make any mistake of grammar or anything, feel free to let me know, so that I can improve!
Summary: Pronyma is dead and Yuan reflects on her.
Disclaimer: TOS belongs to Namco and the characters are grateful for it.
Heartless
It was thanks to a report sent by Zelos that Yuan learnt of Pronyma's demise. No. Pronyma's murder. Yuan had no tears for her but he felt a bit sad nevertheless. He felt as if there was a hole inside of him. Not a huge one, like he had whan Martel died, but it was here, inside of his being.
Pronyma deserved so much better than being a victim of Mithos' madness, one among millions.
He always liked her. A young woman who worked hard and knew her position, effective and yet discreet. Her company was enjoyable, she was talented and clever.
' Mithos does not realize the gem he has lost by murdering her. ' He thought
Pronyma would have made any man happy with her intelligence, her spirit and her beauty. Because, yes, she was beautiful, Yuan could not deny it. A tall woman, with long green hair, amazing amethysts eyes, with a body well made.
A body she let no one touch, reserving it to a man worthy of such a gift.
A body she would have given to him.
Because she loved him.
He knew it. He always knew. She could hide her feelings, she could lie but her eyes betrayed her. He did not want to make her suffer because of dissapointed hopes. He did nothing to become her friend, he did nothing that could lead her to believe that he might have feelings for her. He liked her company, he respected her. A good acquaitance.
And maybe he would have fallen for her as well if there was not a major problem with him:
He was not able to love someone any more.
He gave his heart to Martel and she took it along with her when she departed this world. He could not take it back anymore. What is given is given, there is no way to have it back.
Yuan wondered if, in her short lifetime, she had some happiness.
' One thing is certain: If I weren't litteraly a heartless half-breed, I would have fallen for you. '
Because Pronyma had all the virtues to made him fall, had he not loved Martel so much.
The End