All I'll Ever Be
By QG
I...a mortal? No, it wasn't possible! There was no way it could be possible! That old wretch was trying to trick me; it was just another one of his lies. How could he do this to me?! How could he have made me mortal?! I was supposed to be his beautiful Angel of Death, above all of those ordinary, pathetic Genomes. I was so much more powerful and beautiful than they, created for such a higher purpose. I had a soul, a life, a destiny to fulfill.
Defect. That hateful word slid off his vile tongue, cutting into me. He wanted to hurt me. And it did hurt. It sliced into me like a thousand knives, raising boiling anger and suppressed pain. I was not a defect...I wasn't!! I was above them, a glorious, black Angel of Death, ready to spread my reign of destruction and chaos upon Gaia. I was no defect. Do you hear me Garland?! They are the defects! I am the only perfect one, the midnight Angel of Death! I will spread my ebony wings and leave only corpses and darkness in my wake! There will be no one to defeat me!
I will never leave my mark on the world. Zidane will kill me. I will never rise as the Angel of Death. I will die slowly and painfully, without anyone to see or care about me.
Stop it! Shut up, you miserable creature! I'll show you, you and your precious Zidane! He will never surpass me! I will kill him and rise as the Angel of Death. He will never be able to kill me; you won't either. I will prove it to you. I am the most powerful being and it is impossible to kill me. I have reached the trance stage; I am unstoppable.
I will be killed. Zidane is stronger than me. I am just a defect. My only purpose on this world is to be surpassed by Zidane. I am not worthy of living.
Stop it!! I am the Angel of Death! All of Gaia will be at my mercy!
Defect. That's all I'll ever be.
Shut up!!! I-I'm not...Why do I have tears in my eyes?
They're tears of shame, of anger at my demise. They're tears of fear; I'm afraid to die, afraid to admit to the truth. I will be killed by Zidane and never leave my mark on the world.
STOP IT!!!!!! No one will surpass me! I will leave my mark of devastation upon this world, and no one will be able to stop me! I am not a mere mortal, created just so I could be surpassed. I am the Angel of Death, and no one will take that away from me. I will not let this world exist without me. And I know how I can escape the destiny set for me. I know what I need to do. I simply have to destroy it all. Destroy Garland, destroy Zidane, destroy the Terra. I am no defect, created just so I could die without ever leaving my mark on this world. I will leave destruction as my mark. I am Kuja, the Angel of Death.
By QG
I...a mortal? No, it wasn't possible! There was no way it could be possible! That old wretch was trying to trick me; it was just another one of his lies. How could he do this to me?! How could he have made me mortal?! I was supposed to be his beautiful Angel of Death, above all of those ordinary, pathetic Genomes. I was so much more powerful and beautiful than they, created for such a higher purpose. I had a soul, a life, a destiny to fulfill.
Defect. That hateful word slid off his vile tongue, cutting into me. He wanted to hurt me. And it did hurt. It sliced into me like a thousand knives, raising boiling anger and suppressed pain. I was not a defect...I wasn't!! I was above them, a glorious, black Angel of Death, ready to spread my reign of destruction and chaos upon Gaia. I was no defect. Do you hear me Garland?! They are the defects! I am the only perfect one, the midnight Angel of Death! I will spread my ebony wings and leave only corpses and darkness in my wake! There will be no one to defeat me!
I will never leave my mark on the world. Zidane will kill me. I will never rise as the Angel of Death. I will die slowly and painfully, without anyone to see or care about me.
Stop it! Shut up, you miserable creature! I'll show you, you and your precious Zidane! He will never surpass me! I will kill him and rise as the Angel of Death. He will never be able to kill me; you won't either. I will prove it to you. I am the most powerful being and it is impossible to kill me. I have reached the trance stage; I am unstoppable.
I will be killed. Zidane is stronger than me. I am just a defect. My only purpose on this world is to be surpassed by Zidane. I am not worthy of living.
Stop it!! I am the Angel of Death! All of Gaia will be at my mercy!
Defect. That's all I'll ever be.
Shut up!!! I-I'm not...Why do I have tears in my eyes?
They're tears of shame, of anger at my demise. They're tears of fear; I'm afraid to die, afraid to admit to the truth. I will be killed by Zidane and never leave my mark on the world.
STOP IT!!!!!! No one will surpass me! I will leave my mark of devastation upon this world, and no one will be able to stop me! I am not a mere mortal, created just so I could be surpassed. I am the Angel of Death, and no one will take that away from me. I will not let this world exist without me. And I know how I can escape the destiny set for me. I know what I need to do. I simply have to destroy it all. Destroy Garland, destroy Zidane, destroy the Terra. I am no defect, created just so I could die without ever leaving my mark on this world. I will leave destruction as my mark. I am Kuja, the Angel of Death.