Day 2

Me, Cecil, and Edge slowly with woke up from our rest on the Red Moon. We started to prepare for our path to Zemus. I walked out of the ship. The air was as cold like snow. Goosebumps began to sprout on my skin as I walked to the supply door. When I opened the door, the noticed that it was empty. We didn't have any Phoenix Downs. Healing potions and tents were scattered around the room.

"Guys, I think we have a problem," I told them. They looked at the scarce contents of supplies. Edge sighed in grief.

"Cecil, we need to get more supplies," he told Cecil. I saw Cecil pause and shutter, from his expression, could tell that this was a tough decision to make. Finally, he had enough courage to talk.

"We have... to move on," he said. I tried to speak in objection. However, I noticed that Edge was getting more angrier.

"GODDAMNIT!!! NOW WE'RE MORE LIKELY TO DIE, LESS HELP, LESS SUPPLIES!!!," Edge yelled furiously. Cecil bravely tried to defend himself while I watched in shock. I never expected a massive argument like this. Eventually, Edge stormed away from us. "FINE!!! IF YOU WANT TO LEAVE MY COUNTRY SUFFERING, THEN I'M WANDERING OFF!!!" he yelled.I stood there speeches and worried. Something bad had happened

"We need to follow him before he gets killed," said Cecil, "maybe he needs to calm down a little." I sighed but agreed. This I the second time that Edge yelled at Cecil furiously.

A few minutes later, we searched the areas surrounding the ship but we only found his footprints planted on the moon. "Edge must've went this way," said Cecil.

"Most likely so," I responded.

"I hope that Edge is not possessed like you,"

"At least it's not me, two against you is worse than one against us."

"That depends on the fighters themselves."

"I know," I said sarcastically. We walked further whwhen we heard a blast near one of the mountains of the moon. "What the hell was that?," I asked. Trepidation had entered Cecil's soul.

"I think that's Edge," he said, "we must hurry," and so we ran. The mountains were steep and high but we were able to get across. Eventually, we saw Edge fighting a purple Behemoth from the moon caves. He was doing one of his ninjutsu, his Flame to be exact. He was struggling so we decided to help. However, as we got closer, we noticed that Edge was still mad at us.

"What are you doing?! Get out of my way!," he reacted.

"Edge, we saw that you needed help, so we are joining," said Cecil.

"If you don't want help, well good luck then," I suggested sarcastically. He kept on fighting the monster alone so I decided to give him a third of the potions. Cecil and I trekked away from the fight.

"We should go to the Lunar Palace," Cecil told me. Even though I was worried of Edge, I decided to do what he recommended. On our path, we fought multiple monsters on the way. When we finally got there, we chose to wait for Edge. Several hours passed and some of the food were gone. Then, I realized that Edge wasn't coming.

"Cecil, should we check on Edge?" I asked. Cecil was surprised when I said his name.

"I guess we could," Cecil responded. We went the same path, but in the opposite direction. When we finally got to the spot where Edge was fighting that Behemoth, he wasn't there. Only a trail of blood was there, which horrified us. Something bad must have happened. We followed tra and eventually saw Edge lying on the surface. Me and Cecil rushed to him. His body was full of deep lacerations.

"What happened?" we said in unison.

"I'm... sorry... Cecil...," said Edge. He coughed faintly. Some of the blood hit my blue armor. "I.. should not... have... left you..."

"Don't worry, I forgive you," responded Cecil, "I m going to use my Cura."

"It's best that you don't," We were shocked. Neither of us wanted him to die.

"Tell... Rydia... that... I... am... no... longer... alive...," were his last words before he died. Cecil and I both sobbed. Tears poured out of our eyes like a river. This was an untimely event. We picked up his corpse and dragged him to the Lunar Whale. When we got there, we buried him under the lunar dirt. We stared at the grave, guilty of causing his death.

"I think that we should head back home to resupply," I eventually suggested.

"We may have lost the heir of the Elbans, but we two are not giving up," he bravely told me. The both of us were very exhausted so we rested to end that traumatic day.