"Can't Remember"
-Vx Tao Ren xV
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist rightfully belongs to Arakawa Hiromu..
Author's Notes: Welcome! This is my very first Fullmetal Alchemist fic.. so please review later on so that I can know if I did well enough or not. Also, the only episodes that I've seen are 1-8, 26, and 29-42... so I obviously don't have a lot of information to work with, as far as the earlier episodes are concerned.. so please bear with me.. Sankyuu and Enjoy!
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"Can't Remember"
I can't remember my real form...
So I just chose this one. What good is my original life to me anyway? The only thing I did of any relevance that long ago.. was sealing that boring Greed away.. that was what? 130 years ago? Something like that... But I must admit, that was one of the most fun things I ever did at that time.. I just regret not being able to do it again. Stupid Fullmetal, he killed him before I had the chance to. Ruined my fun.
I don't understand why our original lives are so important. I don't know why Lust keeps thinking about hers. It's pointless nonsense. Our former lives bear nothing but weakness to us, and have no importance to our cause now. It was evident that returning to places or people that we knew in our former lives is dangerous to us.. look what it did to that pathetic Greed. It almost makes me glad that I can't remember. Lust's constant musing usually leads her nowhere but down broken paths filled with death, suffering, or answers that leave her mind unconscious. Is remembering that important?
Even Fullmetal stays away from his past. Any mention of that bastard father of his, and he shrugs you off..... Hoenheim Elric... Stupid bastard. Just wait until I get my hands on him... See, just remembering one single person makes me mad. That's no fun, no fun at all.
Even if I were to remember my past, how would it help me? What would I possibly be able to do about it. The people I knew--long dead. The places I went--most likely destroyed.. just look at what we did to Ishbal. That in itself was pretty amusing. I doubt my previous life was this enjoyable. Otherwise, it would actually be worth a damn. I would actually make an effort to remember. Remember what I looked like, where I lived, who I knew, hell, maybe I'd remember my name. Not like it matters today. Not like I care.
The only thing that I concern myself with is our mission. Our orders. I can't even remember why I'm following them. I can't remember swearing my allegiance to Pride, Sloth, or anyone else. The only thing I can remember is that bastard Elric. My, how unpleasant.
Either way, none of that nonsense makes any difference. None of our pasts, not even Sloth, Wrath, or Lust, none of them have any relevance to the Philosopher's Stone. None of them. So what's the point in keeping them? It will only get us killed. They are our only weakness, or only downfall. Why would I want to remember that? Who cares my old likes, dislikes.. I have new ones now.. the old ones don't matter anymore. Who cares about my old friends? I have new ones.. if you can call even call them friends.. which you can't. But who cares? I don't.
My only concern is our mission. My only goal is success. My only feeling is revenge. Nothing else matters. The only thing that can stop me is death. The only way to obtain that key to my fate is through my past. What is that key?
... I can't remember...
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Owari.. Woah! Weird-ness! While I was writing this, I realized how little I really knew about Envy. I tried to make it in-character, even though Envy is probably one of the happiest-acting of all of the sins. He's also the only sin who's ever said the word, "Yippy!".. Need I say more?
Anyways, this was my pathetic attempt to write something Envy-centric. Sorry if it was repetitive. I tried my best. Maybe I should take a new approach x.X...
