Daughter of Etro
Author Note: A Stella Centric Piece. Stella x Noctis if you look hard enough.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy Versus XIII
Do you remember the terms of your near death experience?
When we so young then, barely a teenager, but no longer young enough to be considered as a child. Truthfully I can only remember a blinding flash of pain, and then waken up in a hospital bed. One of the doctors there told me I was shot by an enemy solider.
But I suppose I shouldn't be to surprise.
Tenebrae was currently at war after all, and I wasn't entirely sure the grounds for the war. My parents never talked about such things before their death. Or to be more in particular my mother, my father was a general for the Tenebrae Army, and was probably considered one of the best ones, but my memories of him are vague.
Being a general, he isn't necessary given the pleasure of returning home, and I suppose I can't blame him for that, but when my mother received news of his death she committed suicide.
I suppose she couldn't live in a world without my father, and for a long time I hated my mother for leaving me in this world.
But when I experience my near death experience I was sure I saw them glowing in a bright light. Soft smiles on their features, and I honestly couldn't remember the last time my mother smiled so happily. She has always given me little half smile, although she did whisper "I'm sorry" to me before I was suddenly brought back to life.
Although I have to admit I think a part of me wanted to stay in the kingdom of the dead, with my parents and family. Despite my earlier hatred for my mother, but the moment I saw her with my father. I suppose I had forgiven her.
Did I meet Lady Etro, Goddess of the Underworld. Queen of the Dead. Who supposedly has long silver hair and is cloak white.
Not from what I can recall, but I can't even remember the scenery of the Land of the Dead. However, I do know she is the one who sent me back and granted me a bit of power. The power to summon weapons out of thin air, and use different kinds of magic.
I was a goddess among men, or at least that is when my foster father the King of Tenebrae told me, and I suppose there may be some truth to those words.
I have the ability to defeat all of his generals. Me the noble girl, who never even lifted up a weapon of any kind before my near death experience, and I didn't learn how to fight after I was granted these powers either.
It comes natural to me.
However, I am not entirely sure if it is the same for the other Children of Etro. I was never given the pleasure of meeting another one, but I can't deny the fact I hope I do meet one someday.
Being granted this power is occasionally lonely.
Even though I am pretty much treated like a princess, a savior of sorts.
The council, the other generals, and other members in the palace they couldn't quite understand me. They couldn't understand the magic flowing through veins, or occasionally vivid nightmares that plague my dreams.
Dreams that I can rarely recall when I wake up, but I am sure they must be about death.
Then I met you, a person like my self. Another person who is considered to be Etro's child.
-fin