I'm playing FFX right now, and one thing keeps bothering me: Auron's past. I mean, what was he like before he, Jecht and Braska defeated Sin? Did he have that scar? And what was his Zanarkand like? Above all, what was his pilgramidge with Braska like?
Since I'm too lazy to play through the entire game to find out before I write this, I figured I'd give writing his tale a shot. Be Forwarned though, as I haven't finished the game yet, there may be things that I change later on.
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Spoiler Alert-What has happened at some points in the game in the Intro to this story.
Final Fantasy- Auron's Tale
By: Claire C. Griffon
Entering into a Lucan Cafe', I sit down at a small table in the corner. I hope no one is going to approch me at all and want my autograph or something. Guess I'm too famoous to hope for that though. Before I'm even there five minutes, a young boy approches me. "Sir Auron?" he askes me hesitantly.
"Yeah. That's me." I reply. "What do you need?"
"Do you mind if I sit here?"
I motion to the seat across from me as my answer. The boy takes it, and sits down in that hard, wooden chair. His legs don't even reach the ground. They dangle about a foot off of it. His head barely clears the table as well. He moves about for a moment, and then he suddenly grows taller. He's kneeling on the chair. "Sir Auron," he begins again, "I have a question." I stare at him as I wait to hear it. When it finally registers in the boy's brain that this is what I want him to do, he talks again. "I was wondering if you might tell me about your pilgrimage with Lord Braska ten years ago."
Whatever I was expecting him to say, this sure as hell wasn't it. I'd never been asked that before in my life. It was always stuff like, "Can I shake your hand, Sir Auron?" or "Can I touch your sword, Sir Auron?" Really, I wasn't actually prepared to ever talk about these things. I stare down at the boy over the tops of my sunglasses and ask him coldly, "Why do you want to know about that? It was before your time."
The boy isn't even phased though. He just nodds and says, "I know. Still, the history of Spira has always entertained me. I think it's intresting. When most of my friends play Summoner and Sin, I like to just sit and read."
I stare at the boy for a while now as we both take each other in in silence. There is a hint of timeless widom in this child's face. The makings of a Maester, perhaps? Or maybe a priest at a Temple of Yevon. Finally, I decide that I can see no harm in telling this boy my tale. After all, he'll probably lose intrest in it soon enough and go out to read or something. Sighing, I lean back in my seat and look over at the sword leaning against the wall. My sword. Somehow, it gives me the strength I need to begin my tale.
"Ten years ago, my friend Jecht, the summoner Braska and I set out to take out Spira's biggest threat- Sin. Honestly, I didn't really know what to expect. It was one of my first times in Spira after all. The one thing I didn't expect though, was what actually happened. You see, we were all prepared for what would happen if we failed. I don't think any of us were prepared for what would happen if we succeeded.
"So come on. Go ahead and sit a while. I don't care. I'm sure Sin ain't gonna be back to this area for some time soon. If you'll listen, I'll tell you about that time. Maybe it'll dispel some of the beliefs you have about defeating, or not defeating Sin. Honestly, I don't care. In the end, it's up to yoou to do what you will with the information.
"I suppose you could say this whole mess started before I even knew about Spira. Before I knew my world was all a lie. Before I even heard about Sin, ten years earlier. Ten years younger, ten years dumber, ten years weaker, and ten years more innocent that I can ever hope to be again. It all started the day Jecht went for a boat ride off the coast of Zanarkand, and I went with."
So, what do you think so far? As I get further and further through the game, I'll update this story. So, please bear with me for a while as I work my way through FFX and Auron's tale.