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I did not stand and watch them fall
Characters: Ramza Beoulve, anyone who wants to help him out
When: Mid November
Where: Aqures Ixen Laboratory
Summary: Ramza goes to face his shadow.
Warning: Despair, crises of faith, potential violence
Ramza waited, nervous energy building, while the moogles at the Laboratory poked and prodded at his Crystal. 'You are your own worst enemy', was that not how the saying went? Ramza wondered if there was truth in that . He was not sure what his Shadow would bring, nor if he was up for the challenge. But if he could not conquer the Calamity within himself, how could he ever hope to save this world from the Calamity from the Skies?
It was worth the risk. He had resolved to give his life, if needed, and he could not falter here.
"Are you ready, kupo?" Simon asked. The Lab moogles nodded and 'kupo'ed in encouragement.
Ramza nodded. "Bring it forth."
The machinery in the laboratory whirred and hummed, and another Ramza appeared, first in flickers, then solidifying. His garb, his features, his build were all the same as Ramza's, but the way he hunched in on himself, cradling one arm close to him as if he was wounded, made him seem smaller, younger. The purple eyes, when he turned his head up to gaze at them, were wide and shining with unshed tears.
"Why are you here?" The Shadow hissed, still half crouched like a wounded animal. "Why did you even bother to come?"
When: Mid November
Where: Aqures Ixen Laboratory
Summary: Ramza goes to face his shadow.
Warning: Despair, crises of faith, potential violence
Ramza waited, nervous energy building, while the moogles at the Laboratory poked and prodded at his Crystal. 'You are your own worst enemy', was that not how the saying went? Ramza wondered if there was truth in that . He was not sure what his Shadow would bring, nor if he was up for the challenge. But if he could not conquer the Calamity within himself, how could he ever hope to save this world from the Calamity from the Skies?
It was worth the risk. He had resolved to give his life, if needed, and he could not falter here.
"Are you ready, kupo?" Simon asked. The Lab moogles nodded and 'kupo'ed in encouragement.
Ramza nodded. "Bring it forth."
The machinery in the laboratory whirred and hummed, and another Ramza appeared, first in flickers, then solidifying. His garb, his features, his build were all the same as Ramza's, but the way he hunched in on himself, cradling one arm close to him as if he was wounded, made him seem smaller, younger. The purple eyes, when he turned his head up to gaze at them, were wide and shining with unshed tears.
"Why are you here?" The Shadow hissed, still half crouched like a wounded animal. "Why did you even bother to come?"
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"It's...they're just doubts, Ramza," she called out to him, on the verge of hopping over the railing at the vaguest hint that he might need her to shake things up. "Maybe the way things got set up are awful. I'm not sure what to do about it either. But the people of this world that believe in you...you've fought so hard to save them. Look at all of the people in the Santa Village who are still alive because you believed they deserved a chance to keep on living. That's a part of you too, remember?" Her hands squeezed the railing. "The only reason hope exists is because despair makes it necessary. And you've got so much of that hope, so of course..." She shook her head. "Of course you'd be sad, or worried, or frustrated! You don't have to repress that, you can just tell us. Any of us! It won't change how we feel about you."
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Oh.
Jack had only learned of Zelda's...status after her death. But he had "met(?)" Hylia through Gwen's eyes. It was after her death that Ramza started retreating, wasn't it? Jack turns his head slowly to look at Rialynn, and he gives her the most regretful look that he can. This might hurt more than Ramza.
"Did you love her?" Jack holds up a hand. "Not my business. But if you did, you have to say it. There was a man I loved who died without knowing it. And I was willing to burn a world for his sake. He was the one who wouldn't let me do it."
"Would she let you? She died trying to protect this world. She left us herself," Jack pulls out his own crystal, holding Bearer of Wisdom as one of the Jobs, "so she could keep on protecting this world through us."
"See what she saw in this world that was worth protecting."
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"What?" Who said anything about love? Zelda had a love, a Hero of her own. Ramza had never wanted to be that. He had wanted to be the servant of a goddess who really saw the world, who cared for the innocent. But the world was as cruel and unrelenting to the gods as it was to their creations, it seemed.
"But she did not die protecting the world. She died pointlessly, because a crazed man turned an innocent's hand against her for no reason other than to break us."
The Shadow turned away from them. "It happens over and over again. Innocents die, and the world does not change. There is no higher purpose to it. Any author of a "greater plan" is long dead. If there is any justice, it would be in letting this world die for its crimes, and hope that the worlds we spare in doing so are less corrupt."
Ramza looked to Jack and Rialynn helplessly. "That...is not true, is it? We have to fight... for the people. They did not make the Ancients' choice." So, how was he supposed to integrate the Shadow without accepting despair?
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"That's exactly it. For the people. For your friends 'n everyone else who needs ya. That's the purpose. Ya have to fight for everyone who can't. Just for a chance to live yer life. Cuz that's all you get, and it's stupid throwin' it away. To give in and just let it all end when ya got the chance to change things. Sure, there's always gonna be shitty people out there, but if ya don't do somethin' to fight them, then you're no better."
Unsure of how to conclude what he's saying, Johnny shrugged lightly.
"And I know you, of all people, Ramza, ain't the kind of person to sink to that kinda level."
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"No world is perfect. People can be cruel and horrible, they do terrible things to others. Maybe they won't change and maybe they will - it may take a long time before that change happens but there are good things too. Good people who come into our lives that make all of the bad things worth it. Even if those people leave, it's the world they lived in that we can fight for because they can no longer do it."
As for a 'higher power', well, Mirai's never had much faith in that.
"If you want to see a change, then let it start with you."
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"Perhaps...perhaps, I could do as you say, fight for the goodness within the pigswill of this world...but what after? If there is no reward or punishment for the actions of a life...how can you live with that injustice?"
Ramza bowed his head, but no longer in defeat. Even these Heroes that did not know him well had come to aid him, and they were stronger and wiser than he had given them credit for. "Faith, my Reflection. We learned of it in church. We must choose to believe, in spite of doubt and the absence of certainty, that there will be something more."
He lifted his head to look around at those gathered here with him. He did not need them to find him all the answers. Faith was a lifelong journey. But Ramza now at least had a start, a purpose that he and the most pessimistic part of himself could agree on.
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She nodded once in agreement with his words, a flicker of a smile daring to turn the corners of her mouth. "Right. Maybe we can't fix everything, or save every person. But that shouldn't stop us from trying, again and again, as many times as it takes. And I know you're not the type of person who gives up easily."
Rialynn looked at his Shadow self, quietly reading the emotions he displayed so openly on his face. "But you know...it's okay to take a step back now and again and catch your breath too. If you find yourself feeling this way...come talk to me about it. You don't have to hold it in, or consider it shameful. Your spirit just needs a chance to rest sometimes."