Have you ever wondered, why?

Why does anything happen? Does it have a reason? Does it have purpose or meaning? Or are we just puppets connected to strings that are being held by some sick, higher power?

These kinds of questions had haunted me, ever since the first day that I'd been swept off by my old man and Auron to Spira. I'd always wanted to know if it was just some freak accident that caused things to turn out the way they did. Was I meant to be at that blitzball match that night? Was I predestined to be born in Zanarkand at the time of Sin's first attacks? Why did I happen to land at the Baaj Temple – and how did Rikku and her team show up at exactly the right moment?

Of course, these thoughts never made me want to go back to how things were – I was perfectly happy where I was now. I wasn't a dream any longer – I was finally real. I was with Yuna. What else could I need?

But, things were changing. I was wondering more and more, and I wanted answers more than I wanted anything else.