Within, it was a forgotten wasteland with telltale signs of what had once been full of life. Musty stains and rugged features that told fables of what had once been brimmed with a thriving mind, a rushing whirlwind of vibrant laughter and bright eyes. A surreal invocation deep within the intelligent mind of a certain blonde boy. A short, chubby blonde boy with a heart of gold, and silky stands of hair that stuck out like an odd golden bush. A form now the remnants of what once had dwelled supreme, instead of the mere dusty shell beneath sheer linen and white lined walls.
He had been Alphonse Elric, and he had been 10 years old once. But the years had gained on him far more then they were supposed to when he became a massive suit of armor. When he became that towering force of metal that could rampage into severe destruction at will. Alphonse Elric who never got to regain that so-called childhood, filled with prepubescent delights and easy pleasures. The boy who had once been, a boy. He, who forgot many things as that suit of armor.
He forgot...
He forgot how to breathe.
How to touch another human.
How to feel touch returned.
...However.
The one thing Alphonse never did forgot...was love.
Which was given.
And returned.
Even when he returned back to a fleshy piece of meat at age 17...for that brief moment as a startlingly tall human with long blonde hair and childlike blue eyes seen so many years before, that same love shone deep within. An endless pool of warmth, a brilliance that melted every heart. Kindness, sadness, and forgiveness molded into one great entity, surged from so many years of cold pent up metal, exiled from any true expression. Bubbling up into tides.
...And even when he could've had a lifetime of...Feeling. Touching. Breathing. He exchanged one bleak life for another. A sacrifice for his elder brother. The only part of a decrepit family that he had left. The one who had been able to fight beside him for the sense of wholeness, who fought to become, regain, and strive. All falling down into a pitted depth, into another battle to rage against.
It had happened in an instant, the things they did to conquer, the things they did to survive. When things began to look too impossible to understand or realize the fullness of those idealistic dilemmas and pearly tears. And when things began to tear and cave into themselves, where hopes, dreams, and butterfly wishes that had stood so tall they could've reached the sky...fell. Plummeting to the murky brown mud of depression, unleashing the threshold of unbearable sadness, unable to thrive in solitary conditions, urged for the blood of mankind and another's heart. When everything fell back to A, and insanity that ripped through everything they'd given up; Lost.
Yet another sacrifice that had caused him, Alphonse...to offer his consciousness and newly found humanity. A very sacrifice that slipped him into a very human coma. Parting away a large strip of reality from his brother, Edward Elric.
This was...one loss exchanged for a bigger one.