"Now, at an even quicker rate...the planet will deteriorate. We can try to
stop it...but we won't. We can only delay it by defeating Sephiroth,
destroying meteor. In the end, our planet will die anyways. Does it matter?
No, it only matters that we do our best to defend it." Zex' voice loomed in
the back of Iris' mind. Even in his death, his personality retained to
itself.
"Could he possibly still be alive?" Iris, in deep thought, could not even help seeing him in her mindless thoughts...possibilities. Iris' hair flickered like fire, tips of darkness flurrying through the bright blue sky.
"When will I accept the fact that..he's gone...forever." Iris' mood deepened, nothing was the same anymore. And yet, it was the same, the way her whole life was without him. It was the same as before..."Except...I don't have anyone to search for anymore."
A light laughter could be heard in the luminous background. "Giving up on him that easily? I would've thought you were stronger."
"It's...you...again. The Master." Iris stood shocked, taking a few steps back. Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was dry and speechless.
The light laughter was heard again. "You sound suprised. Am I that startling?" Yet again, his face was in the shadows, and only his brilliant white hair could be seen. "I should hope you would greet me a bit more warmly."
"O-Of course...Sure." Iris clenched her fist, and slowly rose it in front of her face. "First though....You made me a warrior. So, tell me...I've really been wondering and tinkering around with this little question. You gave me power. The power to be a warrior, to fight like the others. To fight like...Zex. So, tell me...Is this the power of the deceased? Is this the power of Zex!?" Iris said it not like questions, but straight up demands.
"Hah. Very quick to your point. Swift indeed. That is -not- the power of Zex." He chuckled lightly, as if the answer was as obvious as the light of day.
"Then from who!?" Iris once again demanded the answer, instead of asking.
"A power that has been sleeping for over a thousand years. The sleeper has awakened, I simply woke it up. The power...of Iris." He smiled, his brilliant white hair floating around in the darkness, illuminating the room.
"A thousand years....have I been reincarnated...?"
"Is it not obvious? This body was specifically designed for you. Your body has been implanted with a blockage of access to your memories before this life-time. You would've simply been too smart, and the humans would have rejected you in society. We only allowed a portion of the brain to exist, a small glimpse to recognize Zex. That is why you were fool enough to bring Zex to your a house...a boy you just met. Yet that is not the point of me being here. My only reason is to tell you this...Stop giving up so easily." His hair flashed, and disappeared.
"...One thousand years...I'm..." She screamed in her head, holding it, the realization of what -she... was. An ancient...a....defender...that...was...her. "I...have awakened...for the first time in one -thousand- years." Her eyes slowly opened for the first time, seeing the world as she knew it truly was. A brittle force that she must do her duties to...defend.
Hearing all this, the only thing Iris was able to do...was rest. And while she did, her fellow friends began their meeting.
"Could he possibly still be alive?" Iris, in deep thought, could not even help seeing him in her mindless thoughts...possibilities. Iris' hair flickered like fire, tips of darkness flurrying through the bright blue sky.
"When will I accept the fact that..he's gone...forever." Iris' mood deepened, nothing was the same anymore. And yet, it was the same, the way her whole life was without him. It was the same as before..."Except...I don't have anyone to search for anymore."
A light laughter could be heard in the luminous background. "Giving up on him that easily? I would've thought you were stronger."
"It's...you...again. The Master." Iris stood shocked, taking a few steps back. Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was dry and speechless.
The light laughter was heard again. "You sound suprised. Am I that startling?" Yet again, his face was in the shadows, and only his brilliant white hair could be seen. "I should hope you would greet me a bit more warmly."
"O-Of course...Sure." Iris clenched her fist, and slowly rose it in front of her face. "First though....You made me a warrior. So, tell me...I've really been wondering and tinkering around with this little question. You gave me power. The power to be a warrior, to fight like the others. To fight like...Zex. So, tell me...Is this the power of the deceased? Is this the power of Zex!?" Iris said it not like questions, but straight up demands.
"Hah. Very quick to your point. Swift indeed. That is -not- the power of Zex." He chuckled lightly, as if the answer was as obvious as the light of day.
"Then from who!?" Iris once again demanded the answer, instead of asking.
"A power that has been sleeping for over a thousand years. The sleeper has awakened, I simply woke it up. The power...of Iris." He smiled, his brilliant white hair floating around in the darkness, illuminating the room.
"A thousand years....have I been reincarnated...?"
"Is it not obvious? This body was specifically designed for you. Your body has been implanted with a blockage of access to your memories before this life-time. You would've simply been too smart, and the humans would have rejected you in society. We only allowed a portion of the brain to exist, a small glimpse to recognize Zex. That is why you were fool enough to bring Zex to your a house...a boy you just met. Yet that is not the point of me being here. My only reason is to tell you this...Stop giving up so easily." His hair flashed, and disappeared.
"...One thousand years...I'm..." She screamed in her head, holding it, the realization of what -she... was. An ancient...a....defender...that...was...her. "I...have awakened...for the first time in one -thousand- years." Her eyes slowly opened for the first time, seeing the world as she knew it truly was. A brittle force that she must do her duties to...defend.
Hearing all this, the only thing Iris was able to do...was rest. And while she did, her fellow friends began their meeting.