Summary: A poem I wrote while waiting for finals to begin. A summary of an assassin's fall, and the sorrow of those who feel he deserves better than this shadowy hell.
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Queen's Quornor: I've never actually done a poem on here before. I mean, I've written fanfic poems before, but I've never posted them. So I think I'll post this one I wrote about Zato. For Zato, really. He's one of my favorite characters, and I always felt that he never deserved the fate he received. Nobody deserves something like that. So while waiting for my final exam to start, bored out of my skull and tired of studying, I began scribbling down a few thoughts that I always have when I see certain pictures of Zato, especially the one you get when you beat GGX with him. That one always breaks my heart.
Lament for the Assassin
Bearer of darkness,
Captive of shadow.
Was this truly your wish?
Was this what you were promised?
For power you sold yourself.
For darkness you gave your sight.
You expected control of the shadows,
but received only hell.
To the top you rose,
Master of the Assassins.
But the higher you climbed,
the lesser you became.
Respected and feared,
loved and hated.
Betrayed by the woman you loved,
consumned by the darkness within.
Too much control relinquished,
too little strength remained.
Darkness took hold of the flesh.
You were lost to the void.
Prisoner of your own body,
captive and helpless.
You were pursued by many,
out of love and out of hate.
The woman found you first,
the traitor that slew your heart.
Golden tresses twisted and coiled;
she broke your body, strangled your will.
"Finish me..." you commanded,
and she obeyed for the last time.
Rage finished her task,
and released your soul from its cage.
The shadow holds sway now,
desperate to live even as the body dies.
It remains hunted though you are gone,
hounded by vendettas life incurred.
Rage remains torn,
unconvinced of her bloody victory.
Cold and unfeeling, dead inside,
she sees in you her own black future.
Your partner and subordinate
follows close behind.
Bound by love and loyalty,
he seeks the revenge you were denied.
Still others stalk the shadow:
ninja, noble, and knight.
Vengeance, knowledge, and law.
Even in death the chains remain.
But rest does not come easy,
does it, Master of Assassins?
You cannot sleep
so long as the shadows lives on.
Good or evil, sinful or pure,
this was a fate undeserved.
Heaven or hell,
you are owed your solace.
Rest well, Guildmaster Zato.
Be at peace in death.
Your torment shall be ended...
no matter where your soul lies.