The Farplane is huge and vast. Thousands of pyreflies roamed the landscape for the past thousand years. The spiral of death surrounding Spira continued.
Yuna is born. Beginning her pilgrimage in the humble town of Besaid, quickly she is able to reach Zanarkand and receives the final Aeon.
There she learns a terrible truth. In order to kill what kills others...she must sacrifice one of her own. Refusing to acknowledge the terrible deed, she is intent on destroying Sin by her own means with her guardians. She accomplishes her goal. The spiral of death shatters.
I was one of those guardians. I was legendary. I was powerful. I was respected.
Was.
I am past tense. I am dead, sent by the summoner who which I guarded. It was not as if she had wanted to. It was my own decision. For the better.
I regret that with all my heart.
Before I left, I had met a girl. Cheerful, outgoing, optimistic, she had changed my life. I was always indifferent, but I would notice her. She was always near. I had never had much luck with women before. I had never loved, turning down my own chance of marriage. Becoming an outcast, I joined with a ridiculed summoner in hopes to bring the Calm. After my previous master had died, I was asked to guard his daughter. A friend of mine had also asked me to take care of his son. For ten years I lived in a dream, taking care of a young boy whose name means sun. Bright, and cheery, he was almost the complete opposite of his father. After ten years I was able to return to Spira, and started to accomplish my second favor.
I had died before I had even traveled to Zanarkand.
Killed by the giver of the final Aeon, the first human to defeat Sin. I was legendary. I was powerful. I was respected. But I was killed in one blow.
After Yuna had defeated Sin, I asked to be sent. I am now gone, living as a memory on the farplane.
Occasionally, she visits. The Al Bhed, who I have loved, but never acknowledged. She would come up, and I would appear from her memories, watching her, talking to her. Then she would leave; I would disintegrate, and disappear until one conjures me up again.
I am past tense. I am forever gone.
Authors Note: This is just a beginning. If you haven't realized by now, that is Auron speaking. This is all post game, and expect a little Aurikku/Yunis in here...Spoilers duh. Read and review, I'll be setting up chapter 2 in a little.