AUTHOR´S NOTE:
Any FF saga character belongs to me, They are an exclusive creation of Square-Enix (Squaresoft) and respective collaborators
Story told in third person
Rated K+ (In general)
FanFic (ONESHOT) FFVI Toy soldier
* Kefka Palazzo IV *
Not only was his mind. It was his whole body but the reasons weren´t that extraordinary as the population could think.
There was an explanation and the persistent Cid Del Norte Márquez would find it. His motivation was not only in an attempt to silent the big amount of rumours and incongruous stories flowing everywhere. It wasn´t right send the subject to the world in his state once the infusions injections finished. The younger Cristophe seemed to be right. A little of humanity with Kefka Palazzo.
His whole body was changed, his mind just snapped during the process unable to adapt itself emerging a long time forgotten or ignored conflict in the young man. Working with that first assumption was reasonable. His nightmares in science´s eyes proved it, nothing to do with the so discussed theory of The Espers´s influence. Even trying to believe some points of the theory, the blond soldier never mentioned the sound of distinguishable voices, much less the perception of entities, before He refused talk more about the issue, Kefka described it as the most unpleasant type of noises causing strong headaches every time He was in the laboratory. The red-haired leader and member of The Empire´s scientific society known as Dr Cid had read carefully inside his calm and silent office his words, one by one and not satisfied with it had also asked for assessment from different but great masters in several areas of the modern psychiatry.
Of course that was Cid´s version. He, the subject had his own ideas and assumptions, too complex and beautiful to be shared with a group of intellectuals looking down at him because He accepted something that turning him into something... Out of the ordinary. No, no, no, He felt tired of talking for them but If the dark skinned soldier wondered about him, He felt like doing the effort. In his eyes of wild and deep color exactly as the ground, Kefka liked appreciating shy fascination plus his silent attention, also shining lit by contained horror holding him, feeling his skin burn in rage and despair.
"Leo... " He pronounced the short apellation of his name, bringing a second chance to a relationship destined to tragedy, every syllable caressing his tongue as his clear eyes looked straight into the Brown ones. "Nothing in this world can improve is there isn´t a change... They should know it, They always though I needed to improve." And cocking his head in a slow movement He tried to dedícate him a smile although It didn´t come as elegant and lovely as He wanted. Curve too wide or jaw too tense when his teeth were uncovered. However, the other nodded smiling.
But following their rules and playing the game of madness was easier and comfortable than defend his ideas, ideas only twisted as time passed by. In old notebooks of dark leather and yellowish pieces of paper they were saved, waiting to be found by someone worthy or gaining dust in a corner with some books long time read and enjoyed inside a wooden commode or desk in his bedroom. Very deep inside, that insanity everybody talked about would give him the freedom He had never had since... He was so little He couldn´t remember.
Reason Kefka not even blinked in shock when He was told the side-effects in his case couldn´t be treated or palliated. Unable to control a laughter, the man of small and Slim complexión dressed in garments of vivid tones of red gracefully sat down in the provided seat after breaking the silent with his acute and grisly cackle shrugged fixing his icy blue eyes in the scientist. With his face exquisitely painted, the little round gems falling over his tied Golden blond hair of the same color his lips and eyelid had and his screechy tone of voice Cid needed strength to convince himself that individual was Kefka, the boy He promised a high Rank between the troops.
"Ohhh, dear, why the sad face? We both knew He never was that stable, He just was the nice face of the monster. This is how I am now, the result of magic flowing in an human body." Closing his eyes and inspiring the air around him, always slightly charged by his power, He added. "And It has never felt better." Bursting in a new laughter. The red-haired man sitting in front of him grateful to have the big space the wooden table ocuppied as barrer couldn´t feel more defeated. In fact, none of science or philosophy couldn´t do something to repair the consecuences. Sighing He hoped his next attempt wouldn´t fail.
So Celes´s body changed but her mind adapted itself with extra care and help silencing the rumours and Cid felt again motivated. Science could never disappoint him and the men working in its name.
MARYXULA
I´m totally amazed by medicine and psychiatry in XIX-XX Century so is the influence I´m taking for mostly of my development in that aspect of the story and game since my setting is more victorian or that I try It seem n_nU I also like mixing it with some mistical and philosophical touches because sincerely The Espers and The Warring Triad deserved it and that period of time people was also quite fascinated or interested in supernatural stuff so I tried to show briefly the possible polemic that something like Magitek infusion could provoke between those different circles in High society ewe Here Kefka is like I imagine Ancient Magi people were, still human but with the same magic that Espers received from the Goddesses. I loved the idea of Kefka finding the process like a transformation because well, during the game He goes changing too, getting stronger and finally turning into a god and It´s cool, seriously.
Sorry not sorry in my headcanons I like Leo being the Thamasan or having some thamasan blood TwT He´s kinda religious, I guess...
My english isn´t a great thing but I hope you can understand it more and less n_nU