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Is this how
it happens now….
After ten eternities of waiting fretting then screaming and crying the group of
three forlorn tired soldiers looked down their time of waiting finished as the
world was engulfed again.
This is the time of the renewal. The three seemed to speak as one. The chosen
one, his knowledge of his impending end died for everyone. The great harmony
promised by the final destruction of the fourteen emeralds the rebirth of the
star seed is finally here and we stand ready to take our own in a heaven that
was barred from us
Yes for death was in the cycle of our destiny and out spirits go with the curse
of the emeralds. But what of his spirit
one breaks off and inquires. What of him and they who carried the phima seeds
will they ever be whole again?
They are whole the second replies. Because their curse would have been our
curse one day for though we died in a way as the chosen one did our work had
not been complete.
But its finished now. And now begins the unknown.
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The end is at the beginning.
How can it be? Perhaps it is irony, that we come here to a grateful city which
has seen its grievances vanish as those of my city did on the fateful day it
died. It is, unlike many other cities, once again teeming as it did in the days
before the terror, the trials and the downfalls.
I look up at the interior window which I had entered in so long ago, when I
last came here. It is still broken. Of course, this city has had many more
things to think of than a small broken window. Especially these past five
months.
But now, that part is over.
I stand with Kakyuu in front of the small podium, my arms around her shoulders.
The police lines are still strewn in front of it. They launched an
investigation when they found the Heart of Hestia to be missing. Now, the case
is closed, for the police know why it was stolen by a common thief who was once
like them.
But so much has changed since that day. The world is different in every way.
The universe I once thought I knew, now torn down and being rebuilt.
The power has shifted again, as it always must, to one. She sits in Crystal
Tokyo, awaiting the debates which rage here. Is a queen of Earth
neo-colonialist? They don't know. But the miracle which put her in the title has changed several minds, even
Fortinbras'. The fate of Serenity's rule hangs in the hands of the United
Nations, and I think I have no doubt of the final verdict.
But not everything is clear to me.
Sonic and Knuckles, their powers are still within them, though lessened but he
who opened them, the poor child, is gone, melded with the earth, his soul
manifest forever in the new Silver Crystal which powers the new order. I doubt
that we will see the phima, they who stop that which creates unjust
chaos and greed begot by power, in our lifetime again. Their purpose is as
finished as the Chaos Emeralds are. But I would say that it is the nature for
them to defend that sacred power and discard of power which is too volatile for
mortal hands. Will Tails appear again to answer that call as well, when the phima
are called again? What of Sonic's realization of that destiny? Will he ever....
Perhaps I am being superficial in that sense. Here I am, pondering the paths of
others when I myself am still unsure of my path.
There are many places I can go from this moment, looking onto the light of the
empty gem room. There is always beloved Mobius, where my son, Julie-Su, and
their child await me. Where those lands which I have lived upon all my life
need me as if I am still Guardian. But I am not.
Then there is the world that I have come to know as one that needs my help.
Earth, with its many people, are in need of those who will help them arise from
the eternal despair that they are upon. Even with the new power, there are
places which need hands to guide them.
But there is also Kakyuu.
I never felt this way around a woman before, and now I am at a loss. I wish to
make her happy, and she is happy around me. But I cannot watch her suffer at
the hands of her countrymen, when she returns with a creature like me. And she
must go back.
If I return with her, I know what will face her. She, and I, rejected becoause
of our status as a couple, because of who I am. Our children, if we ever have
any, regarded as mongrels. I can never marry her because of my own marital
status, and even then I might never be known as Kakyuu's companion - I would be
her 'pimp', her 'clairvoyant', a man spoken of with inferted whispers. To watch
another woman I have affection for suffer again - the first time, I didn't
notice. The second time was something I couldn't understand. The third time,
already I have seen it and cannot bear it. I'm not sure if my body will allow
me to accept it again.
But I wish to be with her. The choices seem so difficult, and for some reason I
feel willing to put her through all that on her kingdom. Why?
I feel Kakyuu shifting in my arms, and I understand why. Because she's willing
to put up with it. Isn't that what ife is, putting up with things you expect,
and preparing for things you cannot expect?
Perhaps that is why, in the seat of powers, all I have come to know are
breathing easier. Fate, when it isn't known, seems kinder. You're not rushed, I
suppose. I know the feeling of urgency with fate, when I was presented with the
Creed and forced to play it out, being God. For isn't knowing fate the same
thing as being God?
Maybe that is why Tails is gone. Because such knowledge, when little is given,
can be fine. In larger quantities, dangerous.
As for me, I am completely free again. There's nothing I need to expect
anymore, because all I know has been fulfilled. I can wake up again and wonder,
every morning, what I'm going to do.
I can finally live with tomorrow.
THE END
