I had this idea a while ago, and never got to writing it. But, my writing spirit is back, so I figured, why not! This is sort of experimental, so if you review because you don't like it, be gentle. But review, one way or another, please?


"Banish him! He's a lunatic!"

"Kill him!"

"Heretic!"

"Burn that disgusting piece of filth!"

He bowed his head, bloodied and beaten, letting the insults penetrate his already bleeding mind. Thousands of people hated him. His captors held him tightly, and he starred at the ground.

"Silence! Let him defend himself!"

He looked up to see who his sole defender was. He saw his only remaining friend.

"D…Delta. Thank you."

Delta smiled weakly at his broken friend.

"Anything for a friend."

"You realize that these people don't care about my side of this story, don't you Delta?"

"That's nonsense. Everyone deserves a fair trial."

"Not me…I'm naught but a heretic to these people. A lunatic. A pariah. They're going to kill me."

The crowd cheered at this. They wanted blood, and he knew that. And he thought Delta would too, and perhaps he did, and didn't want to believe it…

"Silence!"

He grimaced. King Azrath now spoke. That meant that his make-believe trial was over, and he would die. His good eye filled with tears, the other too bruised and swollen to function. All he had wanted was to expose the truth. The people deserved to know. They needed to know.

Azrath turned to him.

"Do you realize the extend of your crimes?"

He scoffed.

"The only crime I have committed is wanting to allow peace to reign supreme." he said.

Azrath chuckled.

"I rather like your spunk, heretic. Brave and defiant right up to the very end," he said, turning toward the crowd, "What do you wish for me to do to this man?"

The crowd roared in an almost collective "kill him". Delta growled.

"You people are nothing but cowards! You aren't willing to except the truth! You ignorant pigs! Azrath, you fool! He's trying to help! You're only killing more people in killing him! He can-"

He coughed. Azrath had ordered him to be silenced, permanently. One of his guards had stabbed him in the neck. Delta reached for the blade slowly, and dropped.

"Delta! No!"

Azrath turned on his prisoner, who had caught a second wind, and was trying to escape from the men holding him.

"Hmph." he turned back to the crowd. "Killing this man would be a favor." he declared, turning back to his prisoner. He raised his palm.

"Heretic Omega! For crimes against Yevon that are deemed unforgivable, I do hereby sentence you to be banished! There is an island with a natural dungeon off the coast. You shall spent eternity there, wallowing in misery."

Omega's eyes widened. He broke free of his captors, and ran toward Azrath.

"You bastard! I'll kill you!" he cried. Azrath smirked, and Omega began to glow.

"Be gone."

Omega disappeared, inches away from the King.

"Omega, the Heretic. He who tried to expose Yevon."


So, anyone wanna hear the life story of Omega? Please, review!