Always Been The Hero

December Fourth, Two Thousand Two: Just a little story I wrote… I'm elaborating on it, and definitely will be writing more.

My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.

Woody Allen

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I: Hyne

There was a time in my life when I believed that I knew who I was, what I liked, whom I liked and what I wanted. I was confident with that. I used to walk around with the gunblade attached to my belt, smirking at the enemy, Seifer. I knew who I was. Hell, I was Squall Leonhart, the best of the best, and the brilliant commander of Balamb.

The girls liked who I was. They used to be holding onto my left arm, with another girl on my right. I was the best. I had it all. So did he, I remembered when we used to face each other in combat, no matter how hard we tried, neither of us won.

Then…

I opened my eyes, realized something was going on.  How could I not match the strength of Seifer's? I was in fact the best but so was he and ever since that one snowy evening I realized something else… I've been lied to my whole entire life.