Ramza turned to look at Jack when he felt a touch on his shoulder. The captain had known his share of loss too. That was clear by the way he spoke. It was well said.
"...it is not just that," he lamented. He turned back to his Calamity Self, fearing he knew what the other would say next.
"No, it is not. There is no 'happy ending', no 'just reward' for the kind or the brave or the faithful. The God our family prayed to is a lie. The House for which we sought glory is fallen and our Father's line ended. Our world is rotten and corrupt, and can you even pretend that this one is better?"
The Shadow paced back and forth, the injuries that had cowed him before seemingly forgotten now.
"This world is the graveyard of souls and the destroyer of goddesses. The very planet is a maggot grown fat on the corpses of other worlds. Why should we save it? Does it even deserve to be saved?"
Ramza could not meet the others' eyes. Every jagged shard of his shattered faith had been turned upon him, and he could shield himself from it no longer.
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"...it is not just that," he lamented. He turned back to his Calamity Self, fearing he knew what the other would say next.
"No, it is not. There is no 'happy ending', no 'just reward' for the kind or the brave or the faithful. The God our family prayed to is a lie. The House for which we sought glory is fallen and our Father's line ended. Our world is rotten and corrupt, and can you even pretend that this one is better?"
The Shadow paced back and forth, the injuries that had cowed him before seemingly forgotten now.
"This world is the graveyard of souls and the destroyer of goddesses. The very planet is a maggot grown fat on the corpses of other worlds. Why should we save it? Does it even deserve to be saved?"
Ramza could not meet the others' eyes. Every jagged shard of his shattered faith had been turned upon him, and he could shield himself from it no longer.