Disclaimer: I don't own Skies of Arcadia, or the director's cut.

Eddie: I decided to continue this, just for the heck of it. It's kinda fun writing something like this every once in a while.....so here's something from Belleza's point of view. She was an important character in Skies of Arcadia, so I thought it would be cool if I put her in here. Plus, she isn't bad looking. Err, right, back to the story.

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Oh, Gregorio. The Iron Defense has been defeated.....by the very person he has worked for, for over half his life. Lord Galcian.

Lord Galcian the traitor. The heartless, violent traitor.

Gregorio was slain saving Prince Enrique and his friends.....did his death go in vain, or in pride?

Neither, I guess. He went in honor.

And for that, I respect him. I applaud him. I cheer him on.

Such righteousness.....such should be expected from him, I suppose. It always has.

What held me back? Why didn't I join him? In opposition against Galcian?

Perhaps because of my strong dislike on any overly-violent battle.

Such questions shall soon be answered.

Likely much sooner than I ever would have thought, or dreamed.

The Rains of Destruction have come. They have been summoned to destroy all those existing on Valua.

And the prince and I survived.....how lucky he was. How lucky I was.

Not just to survive--to know that I have risked my life for him; a true admiral. And that assures me that I will always be willing to do so in the future.

In the near future, I fear. Yet I fear the future. Such mixed feelings.....very odd.

Galcian and his little Silvite minion, Ramirez, have already killed everyone in Valua. And to think I respected them.....

And I really meant it when I said everyone was killed. The rich, the poor, the royal.....

Hah, I laugh at the queen of Valua.

Such thoughts may be treasonous, yes. I can't believe that I, Belleza, am thinking such things.

But.....

Empress Teodora was not wise. Her sole purpose for power has ultimately led to the destruction of the Valuan Empire.

In a way, she had taken her own life. She is dead now.

I never thought the Empire would fall this way.....my eyes were closed shut, refusing my mind to dawn on the fact that Valua could be killed, murdered someday.....

And I believe this will happen yet again. Again the Rains of Destruction will come down and mercilessly kill all of those living on each continent. It already has on this one, has it not?

Unless.....

Something about this child known as Vyse.....something about him and his friends, that lessens my fear. Fear of the end of life as we know it. Something about them.....

.....and the fate of the world, Arcadia.....

I don't know how to word my feelings about this fate. About this.....Judgment Day.

And him. And them. And Prince Enrique.

The chosen ones.

Yes, the ones chosen. Chosen to band together and save this world. Save it from the clutches of this evil. Evil who consumes greed, instead of bread.....who washes it down with power, instead of water.....

Evil who is getting hungry and thirsty.....more so with each passing day.

Gregorio went fearlessly. But he was old; his time may have almost been up anyway.

I am young. Young but not free. Not free from this evil with Valuan blood in his veins.

I don't know what to do. I don't know how to help the Blue Rogues defeat Galcian.

But I will find a way. Perhaps a way which costs more than any other.....

.....for the fate of the world. For the innocent. For all of humanity.

.....For the chosen ones.....

.....and the next greatest emperor that Valua will ever have.