GunDamChildSix: Kaetta (revised/amended)
Prologue: Who Burns Away the Red - Part Two
In a war, sometimes winning and losing is not the essential. Instead it's the emotion, spirit and strength which one burns in his heart that is of the utmost importance. It's the emotion that drives war and its victors, as well as its losers, to determine the outcome and change the future. It is those who are strong enough to fight and not fight that will change the course of the world to their will. In these revolutions no death is worthless. That was the message Mr.Trieze had striven for. His dream was my mission and through the war I served him in, I worked to make that dream a reality.
There was indeed a time when I truly did not understand His Excellency. But as the battles came and went I saw the correctness of his ideals shine though the haze few people could penetrate. I saw that to aid his destiny I would be forced to become two people. But it was the arrival of the Gundam pilots that gave me the clarity needed to live on past the war. Their will to fight despite the minimal chances of their survival stirred not only the civilians. Watching them made me see what the true way of a warrior was. They continued to fight on, retaining their innocence and frustration. For that I admired them. Fore after the Eve Wars and Trieze's death on the battle field, they remained whole. Something I had not be able to accomplish in my service to His Excellency.
In AC 196 , when Trieze's daughter appeared from the shadows to claim a false ideal I was struck with both joy and a deep sorrow. For some part of Treize Khushrenada did indeed live on in the world not simply exist as a hard won prize stained with blood. It was horrible to see what had become of Mariemaia. A doll with strings, acting under falsehoods. It was simply something I could not allow. I acted on Trieze's behalf and delivered Dekim the only punishment suitable for his crimes.
The sun rose and fell, then rose again after the day that tested the people's desire to hold on to peace. By all appearances the yearn both soldiers and the people had for a life void of wars prevailed with the Gundam pilots once again standing as their symbol. The destruction of the Gundams by the hands of their owners only seemed to reinforce that belief. To think we could have been so very wrong.
I should have listened more closely to her words. I now regret that Dekim had not been able to kill her. Maybe Relena's actions were something we all deserved in a way. Our punishment for not giving her the release she'd needed so badly but had been too gentle, even in the end, to find on her own.
Operation Meteor, despite its failure, tested so much more than mere desire, but rather the limits to which a life could be pushed.
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Prologue: Who Burns Away the Red - Part Two
In a war, sometimes winning and losing is not the essential. Instead it's the emotion, spirit and strength which one burns in his heart that is of the utmost importance. It's the emotion that drives war and its victors, as well as its losers, to determine the outcome and change the future. It is those who are strong enough to fight and not fight that will change the course of the world to their will. In these revolutions no death is worthless. That was the message Mr.Trieze had striven for. His dream was my mission and through the war I served him in, I worked to make that dream a reality.
There was indeed a time when I truly did not understand His Excellency. But as the battles came and went I saw the correctness of his ideals shine though the haze few people could penetrate. I saw that to aid his destiny I would be forced to become two people. But it was the arrival of the Gundam pilots that gave me the clarity needed to live on past the war. Their will to fight despite the minimal chances of their survival stirred not only the civilians. Watching them made me see what the true way of a warrior was. They continued to fight on, retaining their innocence and frustration. For that I admired them. Fore after the Eve Wars and Trieze's death on the battle field, they remained whole. Something I had not be able to accomplish in my service to His Excellency.
In AC 196 , when Trieze's daughter appeared from the shadows to claim a false ideal I was struck with both joy and a deep sorrow. For some part of Treize Khushrenada did indeed live on in the world not simply exist as a hard won prize stained with blood. It was horrible to see what had become of Mariemaia. A doll with strings, acting under falsehoods. It was simply something I could not allow. I acted on Trieze's behalf and delivered Dekim the only punishment suitable for his crimes.
The sun rose and fell, then rose again after the day that tested the people's desire to hold on to peace. By all appearances the yearn both soldiers and the people had for a life void of wars prevailed with the Gundam pilots once again standing as their symbol. The destruction of the Gundams by the hands of their owners only seemed to reinforce that belief. To think we could have been so very wrong.
I should have listened more closely to her words. I now regret that Dekim had not been able to kill her. Maybe Relena's actions were something we all deserved in a way. Our punishment for not giving her the release she'd needed so badly but had been too gentle, even in the end, to find on her own.
Operation Meteor, despite its failure, tested so much more than mere desire, but rather the limits to which a life could be pushed.
my page