It wasn't so dark now. That surprised him.

Are you there?

Of course. Why would you think otherwise?

I need to ask you something.

I may be able to answer.

What is Sin?

Sin... the centerpiece of the spiral of death. Spira's own reaper. A reaver of souls; of lives.

His stomach did a summersault. He knew, at that point. He just knew.

Jecht.

Yes. He was the last one charged with the burden of Spira's sins.

Yevon.

Yes. Yu Yevon. You remember?

Yes. I do.

Then tell me. Tell me what you remember.

Why? Why would the voice ask him to relive his pain?

Auron? Are you all right?

Was he? Was he truly all right? How much did this voice know?

Auron!

He felt nervous. He suddenly didn't trust the voice. He kept silent.

Auron. Please. I only wish to help you.

No. I don't trust you.

Then let's start with safe memories.

Safe? What was safe? He wasn't sure.

Why do you wish so badly to help me?

Because only when we overcome these forgotten memories... only then can you understand death, and why its claim on you is null; its hold on you void.

He still didn't understand. The voice had said he was alive...

All right.

Then he began.

This is my story. It begins...
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