The past is just a story we tell ourselves.
Truth or false its not happening now.
A life repeated endlessly and thoroughly. It seems rough, unfit, and unfair. But you feel in your soul it's just right.
How many times have you seen that butterfly? 166 Times in 88 of your lives.
How many times have you cried? Almost as many times as the closest star.
And that's a lot because you've been to space more times than your memories allow. Your not the only one ever but unlike the rest your the last. An open door to the limitless end and your finally ready.
And you tell yourself it's not because she has died and is no longer by your side. Then you think back on all the times something has happened because of, for, to her. That had you in action whether that be flight or fight cry or die was all up to her.
Hell even this last life was for her. To get one last time. One more set of memories that won't get remembered. Looked back on just to look into the past. A nice story to see.
That's when you remember that this will be the past after this. That this is how you will be remembered to your children, your friends, your people. Your life will seem a glimpse compared to this. Your past is nothing and so soon will be this.
So you get up a little wobbly at first because old age is a joy. You take one look back before stepping forward. It isn't hard to feel that she is happy. Happy is something that comes and goes with you.
Naga's there to catch your breath for you. A soul seamed into the spirit world. That's when you noticed what's fucked up about this and you laugh.
You just laugh.
And it's so maddening. The spirit world's sky flashes with lightening as the sun shines through it all.
You release what being the last really means. What it means for you as heavy sobs rack your enslaved body. And everything starts to make regretful since as you pull at your hair.
Naga doesn't even try to stop you since she knows. Knew from the start when Raava entrusted her by your side. So she lays down and waits.
To keep from repetition the cycle needed to be broken. She handed her unmovable soul right over. Locking the chains into place herself.
"Korra?"
What humanity you have left screeches to a halt. In all of the unspeakable past life actions of yours what did you do to deserve this much tempting pain in the afterlife. So you risk the remaining sanity that even you question and look up.
"I remember telling you once that you two would be together forever." Raava's sweet voice drifted out from where she was standing beside a smiling Vaatu.
You don't see that of course because you haven't taken your eyes off of Asami. Who was crouching down in front of you. She searched your face for something and you guessed she found it because she was standing now. And now you were face to face with her hand.
That's how it always started with the two of you. Holding hands. Whether in the start or end it was always there or not far away.
But then you were pushing all of that behind you as you reached for her hand. Everything but that moment and what was to come was becoming the past as fast as it had come.
You would think about it later, remember it later, talk about it later. Now it was time to start over again but in a different way. That didn't leave you fucked in the end.
Because everyone had a ending. Yours however made for a really good story.
There was no past like your past.
Remember HER.
Remember THEM.
Remember YOU.