Author: Lust Shaker
Disclaimer: I don't own Guilty Gear. n.n
Rating: G
Warnings: None, really.
Author's Notes: Playing through GGXX again as Millia on a clearer TV, I rediscovered exactly how much I was inspired by the background in Eddie's level. It spoke to me on so many levels, and I could see this scene so clearly in my mind. I'm a little frustrated that I couldn't find the right words to express the intensity of the feelings, but I think this came out fairly well. Please enjoy!
As I pass through the solid doors, I seem to step into a world where all is desolate. I am greeted by a fallen hero that still sits atop his mount, even though their time has long since past. There is an overwhelming aura of emptiness and sorrow that even I can't deny. Skeletons bring themselves back to life, only to fall once again in a neverending process. The grounds are icy, yet beneath the bridge at my feet flows a river. Cliffs are suspeded in mid-air that are the foundation for huge castles.
I wonder if anyone lives in them..? I wonder if their fairy tales are coming true...?
It has been a long day. Sighing, I sit down on the mossy bridge above the small flow of water. It is here that I feel you the most. In the midst of emptiness and hopelessness.
The snow starts to fall and I can't help the memories that flood back through my mind. Memories of when times were good and you'd sheild me from the cold. The winters at the Assassins Guild were always particularly harsh, but you always made sure that I was warm.
The river beneath me parts in ripples. It's only then that I realize that I have been crying.
Why do you still torment me, even in death..?
In a weaker state, I'd want to succumb to this place. I'd want to lose myself in my misery the way I do when no one is around. This place is so beautiful in it's solitude. If I was sure that no one would cross my path, I'd allow myself to truly show my feelings. I'd even stay.
Even so...maybe just for a little while...
As begin to I lose myself in my thoughts, I suddenly feel a presence. Standing up quickly, I dry my tears and face my unseen companion with dignity.
Then my heart stops.
It's you...isn't it? What's left of you, anyway...
You drew me here. I should have known. As soon as I walked in, I should have known. That feeling is one that only you could instill in me.
You face me...that wicked smirk playing accross your once beautiful features. I hate the way that shadow has tainted you. I hate the way it's face twitches when it's power is overcoming you more than normal.
You know I've been crying. You could always tell. I sometimes wonder if that shadow took hold of your memories and instincts after it took your life.
Before my anger and hatred for that shadow consumes me, I take one last look at you.
Zato...I miss you...