The other armored hand rose to the white space, a dot of black zooming toward the both of them, and then the stars showed. This was space, an astral string of heavenly light bursting behind a fairly fast casting rock, blazing in blue flames.
“ᴀs ᴏғ ɴᴏᴡ, sʜᴇ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍᴀᴛᴏsᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀsᴘ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ. ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴊᴇɴᴏᴠᴀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪɪɪ'ᴛʜ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ɪs ᴍᴇᴛᴇᴏʀ, ғʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ғᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴇɴᴏᴠᴀ’s ᴅᴇsᴛɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ.”
NOVA’s head turned toward the human woman, her own shoulders relaxing. Having heard this news of Jenova no longer existing until the destination had been decided must have been devastating. However, the news must be delivered, as NOVA felt like it was her duty.
“ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴛʜᴇʟᴇss, ᴊᴇɴᴏᴠᴀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ. ɪ ᴍᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ. ғᴏʀ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʜᴀs sʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛs ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ғᴏᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴀᴍɪᴛʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀʟsᴏ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴜɴʟᴇᴀsʜᴇᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀ’s ᴏɴᴄᴇ sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴs… ”
Eyes widened as she watched as NOVA shifted her other hand, bringing forth a small galaxy with a beautiful meteor arching through the cosmos. Lucrecia followed the trail of blue, hands coming to claps above her heart, fingers lacing in a position of mock prayer as NOVA spoke again, eyes watering. Jenova was somewhere between life and death? The mere idea sent her reeling, collapsing to her knees into the palm of the giant, it was so much to handle...the concept that she was...dead? It made her heart and head hurt as she inhaled a shaky breath, trying to calm down the tidal wave of emotions that threatened to drown her as she tilted her head down, almost curling into herself, feeling the large eyes of the other upon her.
Her shoulders shuddered and she tried to swallow back the sobs that bubble up in her throat as she struggled to speak, to question further, her mind torn between sadness and scientific discovery, tears slipping down her face. ❝ A-are you sure….do you promise t-that she’ll come back? ❞ Lucrecia managed to stammer, head lifting to stare back up at her, lowering her hands from their locked position and onto her knees, curling into the fabric of her skirt as if to anchor herself. ❝ Is there anyway I can help her? She doesn’t have to do this alone anymore! I-I...❞ She paused, cheeks flushed as her tears continued to fall, realizing that she could truly offer no help, Jenova was a celestial goddess who had lived for centuries and she was just a human with a life expectancy of 90 years. The weight of everything crashed down on her as she sat silent, eyes travelling back to the meteor that sailed in the diamond crusted darkness, before returning to NOVA.
❝ Y-you said she might not be the same...what...what do you mean? ❞
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