Author's Note
Disclaimer: Yo, I don't own Golden Sun. Never had, never will.
I forgot to involve this when i first published this. First I would like to thank SuperRed for being the first person to review my work. It's comments like these is what drives me to want to write some more. I also want to apologize ahead of time for this might distort your idea of this work.
This is actually a novelization of Golden Sun that i am developing. I forgot to involve this fact when publishing this work at first.
The first thing i want to say is that i enjoy the Golden Sun Series, however i was disappointed in how simple and bland the characters who had great potential to be great, was. The idea bred from Golden Sun could be harvested into something amazing with details and creativity. So i should give you a heads up, this novelization will distort and add some details that were not in the game itself. This should add to the disclaimer: these ideas of are original from me, but is not meant to earn money. The ideas that are created are for pure fictional story reasons, nothing more than that.
Anyway, i hope you enjoy this fanfic. And again, thank you for reviewing my work SuperRed.
... Whenever ready to break...
The world is a cruel place where the good can never survive because the good cannot last long without the appreciation that there is good things that exist. When calamity becomes all that good see, they shall start to precieve it and it becomes their reality. They will be reduced to ashes. So how may good still exist out there? Because deep down, everyone yearns to create beautiful things. In the end, it exist in everybody's heart.
Isaac sat on the soft ground staring at the horizon. Dora watched over him from their house. Isaac was a couple of yards away from her and Dora stayed near the house waiting for her husband. At first Dora was looking after her young child, but then when the sun touched the horizon the hue of blue faded into a faint orange as if the sun smeared itself into the sky. The contrast between the incoming midnight and the sunlight slowly dissipating was compelling. Dora understood why Isaac wanted to stay outside for a little longer finally. Dora watch the shadow of the houses elongate taller than the building itself. It was a sight to see and she wished her husband were here with her. But he was. Kyle came back in time into his house near midnight looking for his family. When he couldn't find his wife, he went back to the yard and found Dora staring over the hill. He crept slowly behind her and wrapped his hand around her waist. He was gentle and didn't scare her. Dora indulged in his hold. "Hi there sweets. You were gone this morning." Kyle rubbed his nose on her neck sniffing. "Yeah. Wild day today. Got pulled into work for a long time. How's our little man?" Dora pointed to Isaac who was sitting on the grass. "Enjoying the sunset I see. It is rather beautiful today."
"Are you feeling okay? You seem gloomy today." Dora noticed that Kyle was a had his eyes fixed on the sunset, but it was weary and show small hints of sadness as if he was forcing a smile. Kyle took a deep breath and began to speak what he had on his mind. "There was a disturbance around the gate area. We went out to investigate the problem but didn't find anything. When we pushed out further, my team found a couple of bodies hidden in the bushes. There were two bodies which were female and one male. Each one of them had casualties that made a small pool of blood where they laid. We only managed to find the body because of the blood. It was a homicide alright, so my team went out to the neighboring towns to try to find out where the bodies are from. So we went to Lunpa looking for someone who might know those people. We described them and check if anyone was missing. My team didn't go to Lunpa, instead we went to vault and there were three people missing. It was a family. A couple and the husband's sister. We tried to find some people who might know why this happened and apparently the wife ran away from home and the wife's dad apparently traveled all the way from Biblin and was looking to kill his daughter. We barely caught him in the cave and if he wasn't that old, he might have gotten away. When we caught him we planned to bring him back to Vault and instead he flung himself into the river. He looked like he was trying to get away, so I shot him with my arrow." Kyle didn't change his expression and just stared at the sun. He just held Dora between his arm. "The worst part of it all was that this kind of case was not one way. Each victim had their own justification. It had too many shades of grey. I managed to talk to this old man and it appeared that he was poor with a dead wife and three kids. He had a poor job with trouble trying to provide his kids. I was able to tell he was poor because of the rags he wore. You could tell he was miserable with his cold eyes and rigid skin. When he began to escort him I began to talk to him, trying to squeeze some last words so maybe I would understand him. I asked him how he killed his child and his future son, and he bluntly said when he stuffed them in a bag, he stabbed each one of them until the screaming stopped. This kind of killing showed hesitation and regret. Then we talked, he was solemn and told the story of why he did what he did. He explained that With a stroke of luck, the prince of Biblin had taken a taste for one of his child and had even planned to marry her. But the child who was just a teenager refused. She had her mind dead set on being with her childhood sweetheart who was in Vault. So she ran away to him. She left her family to rot in slums just to pursue her own happiness. The old man was left with his two kids to suffer alone. That suffering was enough to drive him mad. Already he was in the edge and that was the final push. The old man was mad and he knew it. He managed to keep it together until he realized that he was going to be ruined and then just went mad. There was no right and wrong after his daughter left him, just right and that was to kill his daughter, to bring her down along with him. When he leaped into the river, he didn't try to swim, he looked as if he just wanted to drown. He wouldn't have even been able to get away anyway because the river just leads to a bridge. But I shot him, not as punishment, but to release him from his mad conscious. These cases where people act like people are the worst. Knowing that evil exist out there is bad, but knowing how it comes is just the worst." Dora didn't say anything but she listened carefully. There was nothing Dora could say to make things better, but listening was all that Kyle wanted. They let the silence seep in and the sun made red streaks where the clouds were not as a dark blue settled in. The sun was faint and only the top could be seen. "You think our boy will be okay?" Kyle said. "Of course."
"You sound so sure. What makes you so confident?"
"We live in a nasty world you know. Its hard to think Isaac will grow perfectly because the world is always going to be there. But the world also offers the most wonderful sort of things that we can never give him. It gave us this village where no one is ever in poverty, where we are good to each other, and it gave us this beautiful sunset. The world sometimes give us the worst to that weather out souls. But only weather. We fall apart when we are weathered too much and can't take anymore. Isaac is loving this sunset, and these kinds of things remind us that even if the worst of them all will bring us down, but it won't tear us apart unless we let it. Isaac sees much good here and I have faith that he can handle any thing that will try to bring him down. He is strong like you Kyle, and he will not break apart to easily. I know that because he knows that this world is beautiful and every bad thing is what makes it beautiful. He knows right and wrong is irrational and the only thing that isn't is that we are willing to care for one another unconditionally and that no one is really bad and deep down, everyone is good and has always been." The sun finally disappeared. The shades of red left the sky but they will be back. The cool air settled down undisturbed. "Isaac!" Kyle called him over and Isaac began to run to the house. Isaac was getting big at ten years old. Kyle would have carried him but he was a bit to big and it would be like carrying a grown man. Isaac came and stood in front of him like a solider. Kyle rustled his hair, "You were a good boy right? Listening to your mother?"
"Yes." Kyle turned around and kneeled down. "Climb on my back." Isaac looked at his back wondering if he should. He was big and could walk himself, but he knew that if he did, he would be disappointing his dad. Isaac hoped on and Kyle shook a bit to try and hold his wait. "Ah... Your getting to big for your old man."
"I can walk too if you'd like."
"No no. Your old man still has a bit of strength in him." Kyle hauled Isaac all the way to his room upstairs. Once there Kyle took off the covers and flipped Isaac forward and tucked him in. "Good night Isaac." Kyle said, but before he walked away, Isaac stopped him. "I heard what you said. About the grandpa killing his daughter and her family." Kyle has completely forgotten that Isaac was a Venus adept. It was their nature of able to have heighten senses for one. Hearing was particularly strong for all Venus adepts. "You've been training that ear of yours haven't you? How good can you hear?"
"Pretty good. I can hear leaves rustle from a good forth of a mile. Even further if there's no interference."
"That's outstanding. If you train even harder you'll eventually be able to feel sound rather than hear it."
"I know that already, you've taught it to me several times, but your also trying to change the subject." Kyle took a deep breath regretting what he had said out loud. "You listened all the way, even to what your mother said?" Isaac nodded.
"You have nothing to worry then. You understood what she said right?" Isaac thought about it and shook his head. "Not really. Just the part that people don't break apart when being brought down unless they allow it to. But there's so many bad things out there like what you said of people just being people. So how are you suppose to be so relaxed and solid when things like that happen?"
"Your missing a big part in what your mother said Isaac. Beautiful things only exist because there are such horrible things out there. Did you enjoy that sunset?"
"Yes. It was magnificent."
"That's what Dora meant for you to see. She want you to know that beneath all this turmoil is that there is always something good hidden beneath it. Hope is a powerful word. This one word can bring a person from falling into pieces. Sometimes, hope and faith isn't good enough. But the fact that there are such magnificent things like that sunset, is what keeps your hope together. Isaac, its true that we live in a dangerous world which is dangerous because of people. But we also live in pulchritudinous world which is beautiful because of people. We want you to know that no matter how many hardships you will be forced to endure, there is always something beautiful out there. It isn't something that you should look forward too, but something that makes you happy just knowing that it exists. Its Something that you can create. Its something that is that people can create. It is something that only exist because of people like you and me." Kyle sat down onto the floor and said. "Every bad thing that has ever happened, there will always be something good. A miracle for a disaster. That's just the nature of life. People start to fall apart when they admit that madness is all they see. They become even more mad when their hope breaks apart when they try to look forward to something good like that old man. But if you know that good things exist everywhere around you and that you have to fight, work, sacrifice to keep it alive. Happy days will come when your hope still lights like a candle in the wind and your spirit strong under dying weather. People will start having faith if you have faith in people. Because secretly, everyone is good inside." Everything Dora said began to make sense to Isaac. Beautiful things are out there. You must fight to keep it alive. Have faith and people will too.