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The blonde crossed his arms standing right in front of Lightning. He didn’t know what to say. He’s normally the one to break the ice. He couldn’t keep a girl waiting.

"For what?"

He stared at her. He wasn’t angry at her. To be honest. There wasn’t a hint of rage coming from him. She saved them after all. He gently places a hand on Lightning’s shoulder, secretly hoping she doesn’t punch him out of reflex.

"Everything’s okay now."

He scratches the back of his head as he turns his back from her, and chuckles dryly.

"Well almost everything."

He places his other hand on her other shoulder, and shakes her slightly to get her attention.

"You’re the only one who isn’t happy."

He shakes her a bit more wondering why she’s trying to avoid making eye contact with him

"What’s on your mind, Light? Talk to me!"

"Don't touch me..."The woman pushed him away, shaking her head. She didn't deserve it. It didn't matter if everyone or no one was angry at her. Lightning was angry at herself.

"I killed you. I killed Serah...I killed other people too...." The woman shook her head, crossing her arms to turn away from them. "Not only that...but I don't even deserve to be going to the new world..."

"Not someone like me."

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The sword pierced through his heart. The pain was severe but subsided quickly. His body began to shut down. He closes began to closes. His heart stopped beating, as well as his breathe became faint with each second.

He could no longer fight back. The jaws of death had him in a tight hold. And you know what, he didn’t fight back. He was glad it was her that ended him. He was happy.

No one else could do it other than her. He was sorry it ended this way, but no one could finishes this request other than the savior herself. Heaven… He’ll. He didn’t care where he was going from here…

He just knew that the world would be safe in her hands. Better than in his hands after all. The role of the hero was always hers. From the very beginning. He had to accept. He had to acknowledges it.

If he didn’t he wouldn’t have handed over the world to her. He smiled…

"I…still kept… that one… promise…"

He faintly spoke as his body fell cold to the ground unresponsive.

Lightning watched him die, by her own hands. She had to. She had to kill him. Otherwise he would have been stuck as a monster...Pulling the bloodied blade out, the Savior let his body fall to the floor. That's all she could do. The Savior could feel his soul being released, and she couldn't save it..

Rouge gloves now covered in blood...the woman removed them before tossing them on him and walking away. There was nothing more she could do.

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The end of the world came...Where all the souls of the dead could be saved. Snow, and Serah. Both saved. Lightning couldn't look either of them in the eyes. Overwhelming guilt pushed on her shoulders. The weight of her burdens finally taking their toll on her.

"I'm sorry..."

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He continued to stare at her. He knew there was nothing left to be done. He’s done all that he could for her. Everything. Maybe there was another way, but is there enough to time to find one?

Doubt it. With only a few days left of the world. Trying to just save that one person over the millions of others would-be truly selfish. Would Lightning be able to bring herself to such a Level of selfishness?

No one knew. The answer lies within Lighning’s heart and mind. Everything now was her decision. Will she kill the man, and save him from his suffering? Or will think of someway to save him from his despair? The decision was up to the rosette color hair Savior.

The woman looked down at her blade, clenching her hand around the handle. She had to bring Serah back. In order to do that, Lightning had to save as many souls as she could. Pick and chose who gets saved.

Lightning had said that she would do anything she could to get her back. No matter what it was....But she never thought it would have to come down to this...

With a deep breath, she drew the blade back and penetrated the blade through his heart. "I know I can't be forgiven...I'm sorry..."

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The woman was soon smacked to the side, landing on the ground with a hard thud. A bit weakened, Lightning slowly pushed herself off the ground. Pained screams filling the air as she turned back to Snow.

The Cie’th charged towards her, all she did was grab him around the shoulder. This was her last resort. She knew he was in pain. The agony he must be suffering right now.

But she couldn’t lose him…

"Snow…Don’t give up on me. I can’t be the hero you want me to be. I can’t save everyone…It’s not possible." Fist pressed against his chest, shaking her head. There wasn’t enough time. Lightning had to pick and chose who gets saved.

"I want to save you. I want to make you free!" Lightning punched him again, yet it didn’t hold as much strength as it had once before. "I just don’t know how…" Voice cracking with tears that would not show. Just overwhelming sadness.

"Serah would know….She would know how to save you…" The sweet younger sister would know. Something to calm him, something to bring him back…

"But I’m not Serah….! And all I can do is what you asked me to." All she could do is kill him. Free him from the pain of his Cie’th form…

"Just…don’t forget about us. Don’t forget about Serah…Don’t forget…Don’t let your feelings get lost in the Chaos…" The rosette started, wiping away the tear before placing a gloved hand on his cheek.

"Don’t forget me…" Lightning whispered, closing her eyes before doing what she had promised herself she’d never do.

She kissed him. For the first…and last time.

The Half Cie’th blonde just stood there feeling the warm embrace of the woman he was desperately asking to kill him. He was no more than a monster waiting to be slain like one…

That was until he felt soft lips up against his own. He didn’t move, he arms grew limp, he was motionless. Why did any of this matter? Why was he asking himself the same question?

Why…? He felt calm. He felt normal. All the pain was slowly washing away as the rosette lips were touching his. Why does he feel this way even after completely losing his sanity.

Maybe he still had a little humanity left… He was still thinking like a human. And reacting like one, just with more animal like instincts.

He didn’t know what to do anymore. He just stood there enjoying the taste of her small soft lips.

"Light…ning." He called out her name again, but this time it had a tiny bit of emotion behind it.

The Chaos from the room, and city was dissipating, and even the Chaos from Snow was slowly vanishing. He did it. He was able to stop the Chaos from spreading into the city… But at what cost? What will he lose in exchange for this? His humanity? His life? What would be the perfect equivalent exchange for this?

The woman pulled away,closing her eyes as she shook her head. "I know. I know." Lightning replied, backing away from him to go back and grab her blade. The rosette knew he wanted to be slain. She couldn't get Snow back...

He had lived through the Chaos...but at what cost? To live as a partial Cie'th. One that might not even be human...Lightning couldn't let him live like that. Yet she was conflicted, and felt selfish....

And Snow calling out her name didn't help at all.

Lifting the handle into her hand, almost so loose that it could fall out of her hand. The woman walked towards, hands shaking as she lifted up the blade and watched him. Cerulean eyes watering as she spoke.

"I'm sorry, Snow. I'm sorry I can't save you."

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The half Cie’th blonde just continued with his demonic grunts. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t speak. He didn’t even know what he was doing anymore. All he felt was… pain.

A massive amount of pain. More pain then he could bear if he was human. He could faintly see a woman constantly throwing punches at him. Punch after punch. He endured it. He was going to endure it all.

Then the fist just stopped…

"…"

He couldn’t say a word. The woman looked so familiar… Why was it every time he sees her face, and hair, the pain was just that much more. Why?

His Cie’th instincts took over, and he swings his Cie’th towards her, and knocks her over to the side, and his roars.

"Aaahhhhh!!!"

He slams his Cie’th arm to the ground angrily. He couldn’t control himself. He didn’t want to stay like this anymore. He wanted it all to end.

He growls angrily, and lunges himself towards her. He was wanted her to kill him. He couldn’t bear having to fight any longer. A tear like sustains became to roll down his cheek, and he stop himself.

"Light……ning….."

The Cie'th charged towards her, all she did was grab him around the shoulder. This was her last resort. She knew he was in pain. The agony he must be suffering right now.

But she couldn't lose him...

"Snow...Don't give up on me. I can't be the hero you want me to be. I can't save everyone...It's not possible." Fist pressed against his chest, shaking her head. There wasn't enough time. Lightning had to pick and chose who gets saved.

"I want to save you. I want to make you free!" Lightning punched him again, yet it didn't hold as much strength as it had once before. "I just don't know how..." Voice cracking with tears that would not show. Just overwhelming sadness.

"Serah would know....She would know how to save you..." The sweet younger sister would know. Something to calm him, something to bring him back...

"But I'm not Serah....! And all I can do is what you asked me to." All she could do is kill him. Free him from the pain of his Cie'th form...

"Just...don't forget about us. Don't forget about Serah...Don't forget...Don't let your feelings get lost in the Chaos..." The rosette started, wiping away the tear before placing a gloved hand on his cheek.

"Don't forget me..." Lightning whispered, closing her eyes before doing what she had promised herself she'd never do.

She kissed him. For the first...and last time.

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He began panting slowly not being able to within the weight of the burden of his shoulders anymore. He clenched his teeth already knowing he doesn’t deserve to face Serah.

“Say what you want, Lightning.” All of his pain, grief, and despair finally started to show among his face. He had to fight back some of the tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

“Nothing’s gonna change the fact that I swore to make Serah happy and I even promised you that I would protect her, as well as the world, but instead I couldn’t even keep her from dying.” He was no better than a broken man. A man who has a broken will. If he were a pawn to the gods, then at least they was able to find some uses for a broken tool.

“I couldn’t protect the world, like I say! I know I’ll never see her again. I coukdn face even in death, and…” He turned back to her one last time, and stared at her from the side of his eye.

“I couldn’t even face you if I were to stay alive…” He hesitated but let his hand close into a fist, and entered the Chaos Infusion, and felt all it evil energy coursing throughout his body as he standed in the center of the infusion.

All of the chaos within the slowly began to gather towards Snow as his L’Cie brand turned from glowing bright blue to dark red. He gripped on to his arm, and let out a scream. But he couldn’t stop now, he had to cleanse the room, and the city of all the Chaos.

"You can’t just give up now! You will see Serah again!" The woman shouted, blocking the strong winds. That’s why she was fighting. Fix the mistakes she’s made. If anyone didn’t deserve to be forgiven, it was the Savior herself….

Eyes widened, almost cringing at the pain in his voice. Lightning never wanted this to happened to him. Giving up was something she couldn’t do.

"Snow, you’re a damn fool!" The rosette shouted, pushing herself towards him. ”I’m tired of always fighting. The never ending battles……I still feel drained! I don’t have the luxury to give up!” "I’m not a hero, Snow!" This was the truth. Lightning was only following through her role for her own desires. Not because she really wanted to help people, but so Serah could come back…

"I’m not selfless…I’m not doing this for the Hell of it! You aren’t dying today! Not by my hand!"

Snow couldn’t hear her. Lightning should no longer reach him. The Chaos was blocking all of the outside voices. His Brand began to absorb all of the chaos within the room. He continues to yell out in agony as the the chaos enters his arm. But this pain is only the beginning of what punishment he deserved.

"This is what I deserve! I know it, you know it, everyone knows it! So come on, Light! Do your worst to me!!"

A bright red light flash throughout the room, and engulf the vision of Lightning for seconds. The light slowly dissipated, and started coming from the center of room where Snow was supposed to be.

A red aura had surround his right arm, and as she takes a closer look, he notices his arm had change from a normal human arm into a Cie’th’s arm. His Cie’th was half way across his body, and continues to spread.

He was on his knees slowly looking up with his eyes glowing red. He slowly gets back up to his feet and looks at his now Cie’th arm.

"Sorry, Lightning. I have one final request to ask of you… You’re the only one who can do it… The only one I want to do it."

He slowly turned around revealing his Half Cie’th form to Lightning. He still looked human, but judging from how the Cie’th was spreading like a parasite across his chest. It was only a matter of time until his loses his sanity, and humanity.

"Kill me… End it all here. By destroying me…"

He whispered his last words almost demonic, and emotion less.

"My Cie’th…"

He had no regrets…

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How could he ask her of such a request? Serah would hate her....The rosette would hate herself tenfold...There had to be another way to reach him. There had to be...

Right now...Snow had to be weakened enough to reach out to him. Pulling out the sleek blade of Femme Fatale, Lightning charged forward. Slashing away as she tried to get through thick skin.

Slash after slash, hit after hit. Flipping and dodging. attacking and defending. All trying to get through the person she needed.

It was soon that Snow was finally on the ground, grunting in pain. "Snow..." The woman pulled out Serah's necklace, clenching her hand over it before it pulled back. Knuckles colliding with Snow's jaw.

"Wake up! I know you hear me!" Lightning shouted, continuing to punch him over and over again, becoming more and more desperate.

"What about Serah?!" The savior started, voice cracking as punch after punch hit his body. "You can't keep her safe if she's dead! You damn fool!"

Nothing was working....he still sat there, demonic grunting....red eyes nothing like the ones she knew.

"What about me?" The woman whispered placing a hand on the blade...there wasn't anything that she could do."How could you make me kill you....? How could you ask me that?"

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He began panting slowly not being able to within the weight of the burden of his shoulders anymore. He clenched his teeth already knowing he doesn’t deserve to face Serah.

“Say what you want, Lightning.” All of his pain, grief, and despair finally started to show among his face. He had to fight back some of the tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

"You can't just give up now! You will see Serah again!" The woman shouted, blocking the strong winds. That's why she was fighting. Fix the mistakes she's made. If anyone didn't deserve to be forgiven, it was the Savior herself....

Eyes widened, almost cringing at the pain in his voice. Lightning never wanted this to happened to him. Giving up was something she couldn't do.

"Snow, you're a damn fool!" The rosette shouted, pushing herself towards him. "I'm tired of always fighting. The never ending battles......I still feel drained! I don't have the luxury to give up!" "I'm not a hero, Snow!" This was the truth. Lightning was only following through her role for her own desires. Not because she really wanted to help people, but so Serah could come back...

"I'm not selfless...I'm not doing this for the Hell of it! You aren't dying today! Not by my hand!"

“Let me do this! I’m tired of being useless…” She say if he were to die now, that he would being breaking every promise that he make.

But no. By doing this, he would be keeping that one promise he secretly made to Lightning. He may not have been able to say it to her face, but he was going to keep that one to the very end.

“For 500 years. I watched the world crumble… I watched it died!”

He turn to her still holding his arm. The pain of facing Lightning now would be too much. Even he has limits. He suffered 500 years of waiting, and searching for a place to die. He wasn’t going to pass up the chance to finally died like a real hero would.

Lightning was never the type to sacrifice anyone. And Snow was the same as her. But someone had to take responsibility for the world’s destruction. Lightning was asleep for all those years. Snow had to watch over it while she sleeps.

He search for a way to stop it, but no matter what he did, no matter how long he search for a way, all of it was in vain. He wouldn’t want to see the world he tried so hard to protect to die. He was desperate for a way to die with some honor as a hero.

“I couldn’t stop a damn thing! Or do anything right! Don’t you get that?!”

He was angry, and wanted to blame someone, but there was no one else to blame, and even if there was, it wouldn’t be in him to. He just had to do one last thing before he let Lightning end him. He L’Cie brand continue glowing signaling him that time was nearly up for the blonde man.

“If I had to give up my life so everyone else can live, then I would do it without hesitation! Pleases! Just give me this one chance to prove it!”

He remembered how Lightning used to call him “all talk.” And she was right most of the time. This time he wasn’t going to let those words stop him.

“I’m not all talk anyone, Light. I can be the “Hero” in the end.”

Serah’s. The world, and most of all. Yours. He couldn’t help but smile even at death’s door.

Cerulean eyes widened as she stared at Snow. Watching him pour out all his despair and anguish into the air. It wasn't his fault that this happened. Lightning knew that was hers alone.

There was no way he could stop anything that happened, they were all pawns of gods at the time. She still was...

But that was no excuse for what he was trying to do now. Snow was running away under the mask of a heroic deed. This wasn't the way to save anyone...

This made the Savior furious.

"Dammit, you're not trying to do the right thing: you're running away!" The rosette yelled, fists tightened as she took another step forward. The woman knew he was tired, that he just wanted the pain to stop.

"You're looking for a way out, a death that's no different than suicide!" Lightning understood why he wanted to let go. Why he wanted to do this. That didn't make it any better, though. It made her angry, almost jealous. Lightning wanted to be able to finish...She wanted to be able to stop fighting. Just finally rest and live the life she used to have...

Lightning wanted the impossible.

The Savior knew she could never go back, that all Serah might have is Snow. That she couldn't be there for them anymore....

"How could you face Serah after that?!"

How could you ask me to kill you?

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Snow Villiers. He wanted to be a Hero. A Hero to everyone. Just one man wanting to protect everyone in the whole world. He tries his best to protect everyone but he’s but one man. Married to Lightning Farron’s Sister. They have a a brother-sister relationship. But one hates the other’s guts. And wishes he would just leave her alone. He accepted her hate as a challenge to get close to her. Maybe even flirt a little, and take a punch trying. That was until that fateful day, when they all became L’Cie. His fiancée being the first one to change. Turned herself into a crystal in order to gather those necessary for her mission. Her sister, and her fiancée being two of them. They were forced to turn into L’Cie and worked for a Fal’Cie. Complete the mission, and gain eternal life, or turn into a Cie’th before time was up. Lightning was completely against working as a Fal’Cie’s slave. And was going against them. Snow on the other hand attempt to convince her that Serah wanted them to save the world with the power they have. He believed that they’re to save Cocoon. He wanted to save Cocoon, as well as Serah. And even keep Lightning protected. He wanted to do everything a Hero would do. He wanted to prove to her he could keep all of the promises he made to her that day. They’ve gotten closer as time went by, and Lightning slowly began to trust Snow. More than she thought. He was even willing to turn into L’Cie again just to keep his promise going. But Lightning was taken away by some unknown phenomenon. He’s lose his Fiancée, and had to watch over the world for 500 years waiting, and do what he could to keep the world together until a certain someone comes and put an end to him. He deserved it. He knew what his punishment was. He’ll accept his death for failures. He broke all of his promises one by one, and knew she wouldn’t happy. Who could blame her? She trusted him. He promised to keep her sister happy, and alive, and he couldn’t do a thing to stop her from dying. He tried to keep the world alive at least, but he kept it alive only to find out that it was only to die in 13 days. He’s done so much just to keep that promise to her, but failed. He couldn’t believe it. He’s tried so hard… He couldn’t do anything right. So now he wanted to repent his sins. Now… he awaits his death by the hands of the one he realizes he fell in love with. It took him 500 years to realizes how strongly he loved her. He wanted her to smile, and say “You’re a Hero.” But he’s willing to accept his responsible for his failures. But before it’s time, he wanted to do one last heroic deed before he dies. And he wanted her to see it with her own eyes, how much he still wanted to show her that he could still play the Hero even before death takes him. Turning himself into a Cie’th just to protect the people of Yusnaan would be the perfect ending for him. He was the Patron of the city after all. He slowly smiles, and await his death. He mumbled the name of the woman that he wishes to kill him before he walked off. Her name was… “Lightning…” His eyes softens, as all of the guilt, and despair washes down across his depressed face. “What are you waiting for? You don’t have much time left until the world ends. This is your LAST chance for payback. Don’t miss this chance…please.”

500 years past since Lightning last saw Snow. Frozen in crystal to forever preserve Serah’s memory. Not when her death was her own fault.

Lightning sent her to her demise. For that, the rosette knew that the toll must be paid for such a punishment.

Yet before that, the former goddess would look onto the past. On how Snow would take care of her sister, and soon herself. A selfless man. Snow Villiers could be seen as someone who had just stepped out of a storybook as a knight in shining armor.

Not just for Serah. At the time, the rosette didn’t realize it…but for herself as well. Maybe not in ways the tall brute had intended at first.

Snow Villiers had first been a punching bag. An outlet to unleash her despair and anguish when Serah turned to crystal. None of his attempts to console her had worked….

At least at first.

He soon became that glimmer of hope that one would continue to fight, no matter how far it seemed. Lightning didn’t realize what had happened to her until she could reflect back to the past in Valhalla.

It was then she had fallen in love with the blonde. Yet she refused to do anything about it. Not while he still bore the title as Serah’s fiancee….

Lightning wouldn’t do that to her….

But now….500 years later. Lightning now the Savior. The one who will save the souls of the worthy and guide them to the new world.

Snow, Patron of Yusnaan…..L’Cie mark flaring on the verge of turning into a L’Cie. Looking at him, she couldn’t draw emotion…She felt empty.

But….Emptier than usual.

She couldn’t let him turn. Lightning wasn’t going to kill him.

“Snow….You can’t do this. What do you think you’re doing?”

Snow was a man who had loses his will to live on. Those promises was the only thing keeping him going.

"Lightning. I’m sorry… I just… I…"

How she possibly forgive him? How could anyone forgive him. He couldn’t keep one promise. He say he would make Serah happy, he promise to protect Cocoon. He promised to make Lightning happy. So many promises were made, but not a single one of them was kept.

"Ugh!! It hurts…"

His L’Cie brand began glowing brightly almost like a homing beacon for Lightning to follow. He wanted to ask for forgiveness. But it couldn’t. He didn’t have the right. He began to chuckled as he grips on his arm tightly enduring the pain.

"Lightning… The goddess smiles on you."

He would be lying if he wasn’t jealous of that, But even he wouldn’t steal a role that didn’t belong to him. It wasn’t in him to do such a thing. Especially to her.

"Lightning. You’re protect them won’t you? This world doesn’t need a wannabe Hero."

He smiles softly then turn to face her, but he soon turn his back from her.

"This world needs the Savior."

He was finally was able to accept the truth after 500 years. He was no Hero.

He was just a man that failed at everything. “You should understand more than anyone does. This place. It’s a prison. A nice grave for a monster like me soon to be, wouldn’t you agree?” Snow pushes the door to the second room, and as the door opened, they felt a massive amount of wind escapes through the cracks of the door, and blew past both of them causing those to brace for impact,and a bright light engulfed Lightning’s vision. The light eventually died down, and reveals a massive wave of Chaos flowing throughout the entire room in front of both her and Snow. She couldn’t believe how much Chaos he was able to keep trapped inside of the mansion, and she was surprised as how she couldn’t sense it till now. It’s impossible for any man to contain this large amount without changing, and Snow chuckled at the sight of it, almost like he was welcoming it with open arms. He began to take one step at the time inching closer and closer to the Chaos. He wasn’t going to back down from what he finally was willing to become. He was scared, but he was more scared to be nothing more than a failure to Lightning. He was going to do this rather he wanted to or not. Right in front of Lightning. One heroic deed for her to witness. And she had a front row seat to it.

The man was an idiot. The biggest one of them all. Lightning couldn't help but recall story books of heroes from childhood. They all had the same ending...

In the end, the hero always makes the sacrifice to save who he cares for. This was exactly turning out like that.

Lightning wasn't going to let it be this way. She wouldn't betray Serah, and the rosette sure as hell wouldn't let Snow do it either. No matter what she may have felt towards the Patron.

"I'm not going to let you kill yourself here. Not ever. You haven't broken your promise. At least not yet." The woman started, walking towards him as she pushed through the Chaos trying to get near him.

"Serah needs you when she gets back. You can't do this! You die and it's all over for any promise you've ever made!"

Yea. Sure. The goddess smiles on her. At what cost? The unleashing of Chaos, the loss of Serah, the loss of a world they once cherished. "I wish they hadn’t." It was true. Lightning never wanted any of this to happen. Not to anyone. Had they remained as crystals, maybe none of this would have happened. Of course, the rosette would protect the people…That also included Snow. When the doors pushed opened, cerulean eyes widened as she walked after him. How did all that Chaos stay contained, let alone her not able to sense it…. "This place is not going to be a prison or a grave.” The woman said, walking over to him. Long rouge colored cloth swished around her legs as she did. "I’m not going to let you kill yourself. What about Serah?!" What about me? “You can’t do this, Snow. The New World won’t need a Savior…They’ll need a hero…They need you.” I need you.

Snow was a man who had loses his will to live on. Those promises was the only thing keeping him going.

"Lightning. I’m sorry… I just… I…"

How she possibly forgive him? How could anyone forgive him. He couldn’t keep one promise. He said he would make Serah happy, he promise to protect Cocoon. He promised to make Lightning happy. So many promises were made, but not a single one of them was kept.

"Ugh!! It hurts…"

"Lightning… The goddess smiles on you."

He would be lying if he wasn’t jealous of that, But even he wouldn’t steal a role that didn’t belong to him. It wasn’t in him to do such a thing. Especially to her.

"Lightning. You’re protect them won’t you? This world doesn’t need a wannabe Hero."

He smiles softly then turn to face her, but he soon turn his back from her.

"This world needs the Savior."

He was finally was able to accept the truth after 500 years. He was no Hero.

He was just a man that failed at everything. “You should understand more than anyone does. This place. It’s a prison. A nice grave for a monster like me soon to be, wouldn’t you agree?”

Snow pushes the door to the second room, and as the door opened, they felt a massive amount of wind escapes through the cracks of the door, and blew past both of them causing those to brace for impact,and a bright light engulfed Lightning’s vision.

The light eventually died down, and reveals a massive wave of Chaos flowing throughout the entire room in front of both her and Snow. She couldn’t believe how much Chaos he was able to keep trapped inside of the mansion, and she was surprised as how she couldn’t sense it till now.

It’s impossible for any man to contain this large amount without changing, and Snow chuckled at the sight of it, almost like he was welcoming it with open arms.

He began to take one step at the time inching closer and closer to the Chaos. He wasn’t going to back down from what he finally was willing to become. He was scared, but he was more scared to be nothing more than a failure to Lightning.

He was going to do this rather he wanted to or not. Right in front of Lightning. One heroic deed for her to witness. And she had a front row seat to it.

Yea. Sure. The goddess smiles on her. At what cost? The unleashing of Chaos, the loss of Serah, the loss of a world they once cherished. "I wish they hadn't." It was true. Lightning never wanted any of this to happen. Not to anyone. Had they remained as crystals, maybe none of this would have happened.

Of course, the rosette would protect the people...That also included Snow.

When the doors pushed opened, cerulean eyes widened as she walked after him. How did all that Chaos stay contained, let alone her not able to sense it....

"This place is not going to be a prison or a grave." The woman said, walking over to him. Long rouge colored cloth swished around her legs as she did.

"I'm not going to let you kill yourself. What about Serah?!"

What about me?

"You can't do this, Snow. The New World won't need a Savior...They'll need a hero...They need you." I need you.

@Naruto0116

Snow Villiers. He wanted to be a Hero. A Hero to everyone. Just one man wanting to protect everyone in the whole world. He tries his best to protect everyone but he’s but one man. Married to Lightning Farron’s Sister. They have a a brother-sister relationship. But one hates the other’s guts. And wishes he would just leave her alone. He accepted her hate as a challenge to get close to her. Maybe even flirt a little, and take a punch trying. That was until that fateful day, when they all became L’Cie. His fiancée being the first one to change. Turned herself into a crystal in order to gather those necessary for her mission. Her sister, and her fiancée being two of them. They were forced to turn into L’Cie and worked for a Fal’Cie. Complete the mission, and gain eternal life, or turn into a Cie’th. Lightning was completely against falling as a Fal’Cie’s slave. And was going against them. Snow on the other hand attempt to convince her that Serah wanted them to save the world with the power they have. He believed that they’re to save Cocoon. He wanted to save Cocoon, as well as Serah. And even keep Lightning protected. He wanted to do everything a Hero would do. He wanted to prove to her he could keep all of the promises he made to her that day. They’ve gotten closer as time went by, and Lightning slowly began to trust Snow. More than she thought. He was even willing to turn into L’Cie again just to keep his promise going. He’s lose his Fiancée, and had to watch over the world for 500 years waiting, and do what he could to keep the world together until a certain someone comes and put an end to him. He deserved it. He knew what it punishment was. He’ll accept his death for failure. He broke all of his promises one by one, and knew she wouldn’t happy. Who could blame her? She trusted him. He promised to keep her sister happy, and alive, and he couldn’t do a thing to stop her from dying. He tried to keep the world alive at least, but he kept it alive only to find out that it was only to die in 13th. He’s done so much just to keep that promise to her, but failed. He couldn’t believe it. He’s tried so hard… He doesn’t do anything right. So now he wanted to repent his sins. He awaits his death by the hands of the one he realizes he fell in love with. It took him 500 years to realizes how strongly he loved her. He wanted her to smile, and say “You’re a Hero.” But he’s willing to accept his responsible for his failure. But before it time, he wanted to do one last heroic deed before he dies. And he wanted her to see it with her own eyes how much, even before his time was up how much he still wanted to show her that he could still play the hero even before death takes him. Turning himself into a Cie’th just to protect the people of Yusnaan would be the perfect ending for him. He slowly smiles, and await his death. He mumbled the name of the woman that he wishes to kill him before he walked off. Her name was… “Lightning…”

500 years past since Lightning last saw Snow. Frozen in crystal to forever preserve Serah’s memory. Not when her death was her own fault.

Lightning sent her to her demise. For that, the rosette knew that the toll must be paid for such a punishment.

Not just for Serah. At the time, the rosette didn’t realize it…but for herself as well. Maybe not in ways the tall brute had intended at first.

Snow Villiers had first been a punching bag. An outlet to unleash her despair and anguish when Serah turned to crystal. None of his attempts to console her had worked….

At least at first.

It was then she had fallen in love with the blonde. Yet she refused to do anything about it. Not while he still bore the title as Serah’s fiancee….

Lightning wouldn’t do that to her….

But now….500 years later. Lightning now the Savior. The one who will save the souls of the worthy and guide them to the new world.

Snow, Patron of Yusnaan…..L’Cie mark flaring on the verge of turning into a L’Cie. Looking at him, she couldn’t draw emotion…She felt empty.

But….Emptier than usual.

She couldn’t let him turn. Lightning wasn’t going to kill him.

“Snow….You can’t do this. What do you think you’re doing?”

ᴛᴏʟᴇʀᴀ ᴇᴛ sᴜᴘᴇʀᴇssᴇ (theestheimboy & gunbladewieldinglcie)

–––〖☀〗"I guess you have a point, er, Lightning.” No way in hell was he going to call her sir - she wasn’t a man. “But they may or may not recognize me anyways. Let’s hope they don’t. The only time I was really publicized was after my father’s death.” He shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to remember how many bullets he had left in his pistol. Was it six? Just six. Damn, he was going to need to pick up some as well. ”Er… well. I started young, too. I’ve always kind of been a scientist- I’ve been surrounded by it since literally my birth. But I guess you could say sixteen. That’s when I got my formal training. That’s around the same timeframe as you.”

If there was one thing he hated about this way of life, it was the endless anticipation worked into your very core. He was not one for surprises, and he hadn’t had a good night’s rest in months. They’d all become very, very light sleepers. ”Have you… ever run into any of the other groups? Like the Fireflies?”

Yes, she has run into various groups. Lightning at one time had thought of becoming a Firefly...but that didn't get her or Serah enough to eat. Not only that, but they seemed to be dwindling as well. But, she had smuggled for the Fireflies. With that she's met hunters and their cruel ways. How she was even still alive was beyond her. She's met several smaller groups trying to survive, but they weren't worth mentioning.

"Yea. I have. Fireflies and Hunters are the main ones I've met." The woman replied. She could deal with Fireflies if she really needed ration cards or weapons. The pay was decent enough to do so.

Cerulean eyes caught a large building that might have some bullets. Usually larger buildings had some sort of weaponry. It wouldn't be a lost cause to search part of it. "Let's go in there. I'm sure there will be something in there." The roseate said pointing to the building. "Make sure to have your gun loaded."

#theestheimboy

ᴛᴏʟᴇʀᴀ ᴇᴛ sᴜᴘᴇʀᴇssᴇ (theestheimboy & gunbladewieldinglcie)

He gave no response to her acceptance except to dig into the front pocket of his pack and whip out a small, scuffed identification card. He sure as hell wasn’t going to give her his papers. There on the front was a picture of him, along with the name: “HOPE CORNELIUS ESTHEIM”. Underneath said “THE ACADEMY, TEAM ALPHA”. And a bunch of official-looking symbols and stamps. He waved in front of her face, saying, "Do you believe me now? Trust me, miss, smuggling is a lot easier when you can hide in plain sight. I can get us into pretty much any zone.”

Hope slipped the card back into his backpack and threw the whole thing over one shoulder. "Fine, fine. Let’s get going. We might be able to find some bullets on the way." He paused. “How long have you been smuggling for?”