((AN: I finally updated. Whew. Oh, and thanks for the reviews, everyone.
I'm happy to know that I'm not the only person who supports a Seymour/Lulu
pairing. In this chapter, I'm taken everything about Seymour's past from
the game, and made up a detailed backstory for him. Poor guy needed one,
anyway.))
When Lulu saw him again, she was flooded with all the negative emotions he'd bestowed upon her and her friends a year ago. Anger, frustration, hatred... she could never forgive Seymour for what he had done to Yuna, or anyone else for that matter.
However, she was surprised at how disreputable he looked. He was slouched against one of the crumbling stone walls, his head shamefully pointed downwards. The robe he had once donned was lying in a tattered heap in the corner of the room, perhaps for a makeshift bed. His long, cerulean hair lay somewhat limply around his shoulders, and his eyes had lost their glow, deeming them gray and emotionless. When he finally spoke his voice seemed pained, and lacked any emotion except sorrow. He no longer looked formidable in any way, and Lulu was not afraid to be alone with him. He didn't seem like he would want to hurt her, and if he did, Lulu knew she was powerful enough to take him out. Despite all that, she had to admit that she was intrigued by his predicament, and how he came to be that way. She had to find out exactly what had happened. After all, the teachings of Yevon and Spira could be at stake. She eyed him through narrowed umber eyes, choosing her words carefully. She asked him to tell her, and he did.
When he was born, his mother was a human, and his father was the leader of the Guado Race. They were the first married couple of mixed races... and of course, it was frowned upon. When they gave birth to a child, it was called a mixed breed, a halfblood, a mutant. Lord Jyscal tried to protect his wife and son, but the hatred of the people was too great. At only six months old, a servant in the palace tried to kill the young Seymour, by smothering him with a pillow in his nursery. After this incident, Jyscal knew that Seymour and his mother could not stay in Guadosalam.
He had sent them to the only safe place he could think of: Baaj Temple. It was a remote place, surrounded by water, and no travelers ever ventured there, especially none of the Guado.
Seymour and his mother had hid their identities as they traveled across Spira. No one was to know that Seymour was part Guado, which made the young child feel himself to be a sin, a worthless creature that no one would ever respect, or love.
Seven long years he'd lived with his mother alone, never speaking to anyone else, nor not even knowing what was going on with the rest of the world. His mother tried to feign happiness, telling young Seymour that all they needed was each other, but he never believed her. He could always see the glimmer of defeat behind her deep blue eyes, the sorrow reflected in her voice. Gradually she seemed to have had given up. Her skin was pallid, and her eyes were dull. She was weak, and could not pick up her son in her arms like she used to. She coughed and slept a lot. Seymour knew she was dying.
It seemed as if she would stay the remainder of her life in the Baaj temple, but one day, she told her son they were leaving. They would travel to the fabled Zanarkand Dome, where she would be able to be with her son forever. Seymour was of course confused, but overjoyed with the fact that his mother would not be leaving him. And so, they made their journey.
Seymour's mother did not speak much to him, until they reached the dome. Seymour finally gained the courage to ask his mother where they were going, and she finally revealed to him her plans.
They would meet Lady Yunalesca, the mother of all summoners, and she would transform Seymour's mother into a monster, an aeon. Her body would sleep forever in the Baaj Temple, but her soul, her aura, would fight alongside Seymour. She wanted him to become a Summoner. Then one day, when he became strong enough, he could travel once again to Zanarkand, using his mother as his final aeon. They would defeat Sin together and die in the process, but would gain respect all over Spira during the Calm.
"No, Mother, no! I don't want you to become a fayth!" he protested, tears stinging his wide childish eyes.
She had looked sternly to him, her voice even and apathetic. "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you."
"I don't care about them! I need you, Mother! No one else!"
She heaved a heavy, painful sigh, her next words soft and anguished. "I don't... have much time left..."
Seymour had paused, the tears streaming down his face. It was true... she was dying. If this was the only way she wouldn't completely leave him... perhaps... perhaps it was for the best.
He didn't remember much after that... his vision was clouded by tears and his mind was distracted by everything new and confusing that was going on. He watched his mother, the one person who he had ever cared about, vanish before his very eyes, pyreflies dancing around the empty space where she once stood.
"She is better off this way," Lady Yunalesca had told him. "Existence is suffering... and she has found her Eternal Calm. Someday you will join her, and you will give the people of Spira the one thing that they need... hope."
Somehow he ended up back in Baaj Temple, frightened and alone. His mother had said her spirit would return to Baaj, but there was no sight of her. All Seymour could do was weep for his mother, for himself, for everything that had disappeared before his eyes. And all he could think about was his mother's words, moments before her life had been taken from her... "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you."
Accept him... as long as he had lived he had never dreamed of anything such as this. He knew he was hated as a child, which was why he had to leave his home, and the father he hardly knew. He yearned for acceptance, but at the same time, his mother's words, although comforting, lingered in his ears like a parasite. "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you." The realization of what she was saying shot through him, making him cry out. She wanted him to die. She wanted her son to die. For how else could he defeat Sin? If he became a summoner, he would summon the Final Aeon and be destroyed by it. The acceptance he had wished for crumbled away to reveal only impending death and destruction.
Death. Death was all he could think about, all he could comprehend. He began to analyze what it meant to live and to die, and anger grew inside him. In order to be loved and respected, he had to die. And his own mother wished this, more than anyone else. Death. What was death? It was the only thing on his mind. If his own mother wanted him to die, death would have to be... a good thing, right? Over the years he thought, thought about what was to become of him, and the rest of Spira. And, naturally, he only yearned for one thing to them both...
Death.
((AN: And there you have it... how I think that Seymour's obsession with death came about. Makes sense, doesn't it? Next chapter will explain how he became a Maester and reveal his true intentions throughout FFX.))
When Lulu saw him again, she was flooded with all the negative emotions he'd bestowed upon her and her friends a year ago. Anger, frustration, hatred... she could never forgive Seymour for what he had done to Yuna, or anyone else for that matter.
However, she was surprised at how disreputable he looked. He was slouched against one of the crumbling stone walls, his head shamefully pointed downwards. The robe he had once donned was lying in a tattered heap in the corner of the room, perhaps for a makeshift bed. His long, cerulean hair lay somewhat limply around his shoulders, and his eyes had lost their glow, deeming them gray and emotionless. When he finally spoke his voice seemed pained, and lacked any emotion except sorrow. He no longer looked formidable in any way, and Lulu was not afraid to be alone with him. He didn't seem like he would want to hurt her, and if he did, Lulu knew she was powerful enough to take him out. Despite all that, she had to admit that she was intrigued by his predicament, and how he came to be that way. She had to find out exactly what had happened. After all, the teachings of Yevon and Spira could be at stake. She eyed him through narrowed umber eyes, choosing her words carefully. She asked him to tell her, and he did.
When he was born, his mother was a human, and his father was the leader of the Guado Race. They were the first married couple of mixed races... and of course, it was frowned upon. When they gave birth to a child, it was called a mixed breed, a halfblood, a mutant. Lord Jyscal tried to protect his wife and son, but the hatred of the people was too great. At only six months old, a servant in the palace tried to kill the young Seymour, by smothering him with a pillow in his nursery. After this incident, Jyscal knew that Seymour and his mother could not stay in Guadosalam.
He had sent them to the only safe place he could think of: Baaj Temple. It was a remote place, surrounded by water, and no travelers ever ventured there, especially none of the Guado.
Seymour and his mother had hid their identities as they traveled across Spira. No one was to know that Seymour was part Guado, which made the young child feel himself to be a sin, a worthless creature that no one would ever respect, or love.
Seven long years he'd lived with his mother alone, never speaking to anyone else, nor not even knowing what was going on with the rest of the world. His mother tried to feign happiness, telling young Seymour that all they needed was each other, but he never believed her. He could always see the glimmer of defeat behind her deep blue eyes, the sorrow reflected in her voice. Gradually she seemed to have had given up. Her skin was pallid, and her eyes were dull. She was weak, and could not pick up her son in her arms like she used to. She coughed and slept a lot. Seymour knew she was dying.
It seemed as if she would stay the remainder of her life in the Baaj temple, but one day, she told her son they were leaving. They would travel to the fabled Zanarkand Dome, where she would be able to be with her son forever. Seymour was of course confused, but overjoyed with the fact that his mother would not be leaving him. And so, they made their journey.
Seymour's mother did not speak much to him, until they reached the dome. Seymour finally gained the courage to ask his mother where they were going, and she finally revealed to him her plans.
They would meet Lady Yunalesca, the mother of all summoners, and she would transform Seymour's mother into a monster, an aeon. Her body would sleep forever in the Baaj Temple, but her soul, her aura, would fight alongside Seymour. She wanted him to become a Summoner. Then one day, when he became strong enough, he could travel once again to Zanarkand, using his mother as his final aeon. They would defeat Sin together and die in the process, but would gain respect all over Spira during the Calm.
"No, Mother, no! I don't want you to become a fayth!" he protested, tears stinging his wide childish eyes.
She had looked sternly to him, her voice even and apathetic. "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you."
"I don't care about them! I need you, Mother! No one else!"
She heaved a heavy, painful sigh, her next words soft and anguished. "I don't... have much time left..."
Seymour had paused, the tears streaming down his face. It was true... she was dying. If this was the only way she wouldn't completely leave him... perhaps... perhaps it was for the best.
He didn't remember much after that... his vision was clouded by tears and his mind was distracted by everything new and confusing that was going on. He watched his mother, the one person who he had ever cared about, vanish before his very eyes, pyreflies dancing around the empty space where she once stood.
"She is better off this way," Lady Yunalesca had told him. "Existence is suffering... and she has found her Eternal Calm. Someday you will join her, and you will give the people of Spira the one thing that they need... hope."
Somehow he ended up back in Baaj Temple, frightened and alone. His mother had said her spirit would return to Baaj, but there was no sight of her. All Seymour could do was weep for his mother, for himself, for everything that had disappeared before his eyes. And all he could think about was his mother's words, moments before her life had been taken from her... "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you."
Accept him... as long as he had lived he had never dreamed of anything such as this. He knew he was hated as a child, which was why he had to leave his home, and the father he hardly knew. He yearned for acceptance, but at the same time, his mother's words, although comforting, lingered in his ears like a parasite. "There is no other way. Use me and defeat Sin. Only then will the people accept you." The realization of what she was saying shot through him, making him cry out. She wanted him to die. She wanted her son to die. For how else could he defeat Sin? If he became a summoner, he would summon the Final Aeon and be destroyed by it. The acceptance he had wished for crumbled away to reveal only impending death and destruction.
Death. Death was all he could think about, all he could comprehend. He began to analyze what it meant to live and to die, and anger grew inside him. In order to be loved and respected, he had to die. And his own mother wished this, more than anyone else. Death. What was death? It was the only thing on his mind. If his own mother wanted him to die, death would have to be... a good thing, right? Over the years he thought, thought about what was to become of him, and the rest of Spira. And, naturally, he only yearned for one thing to them both...
Death.
((AN: And there you have it... how I think that Seymour's obsession with death came about. Makes sense, doesn't it? Next chapter will explain how he became a Maester and reveal his true intentions throughout FFX.))