Final Fantasy XIII-3 - The City Of Light - Part IBefore waking up from her long, long crystal slumber in the shrine of the deceased goddess Etro, Lightning Farron believed the world waiting her when her crystal stasis end would be a dying world, with no one who could relieve the painful loneliness she was going to feel.Final Fantasy XIII-3 - The City Of Light - Part I3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Although she'd have preferred her tongue being cut rather than admit it, Lightning feared loneliness. Her harshness towards the others was merely a way of trying to reach out to them. But at the same time, she also feared to be hurt by them, so she ended staying alone.
However, the young warrior felt she'd rather have chosen the solitude of a devastated world when she stepped out of the Etro's crystal throne room and she saw the huge city beneath the shrine.
Where am I?
It was a strange city, crawling with black and white tiles, full of artwork pieces everywhere, paved, jet-colored roads and snowy sidewalks. The buildings were a mixture of archaic and futuristic architecture, showing elegant balconies and elabo
Final Fantasy XIII-3 - The City Of Light - Part IIAlthough every day, at the same hour, he made the same route to the same end, the young Hope Estheim never imagined that his prayers would've been heard after all those years of absolute silence.Final Fantasy XIII-3 - The City Of Light - Part II3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every time dusk arrived and the citizens went back to their homes, safe from the vicious monsters that appeared when night fell over the world, Hope was the only one who dared to leave his home and walk the dark streets towards Etro's shrine's square holding a beautiful rose in his hands.
In his opinion, no monster would prevent him from going up the staircase to watch that beautiful though sad image he longed so much.
I won't let anyone to seize from me the few things from her I still have, let alone preventing me from saying her I'll never forget her.
Despite being a sacred place, the people of the city didn't feel any respect for Etro's shrine; the square used to be deserted, specially at that late hour, so Hope didn't often find any obstacle to visit the crystal throne's chamber wit
Distant Recollections"People always say the future will be better. They believe the hardships of the present fade with the passage of time.Distant Recollections3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
And so we hope, waiting for a future brighter than today."
Memory was his only memento of her. He could only hold on to the distant recollections and the image of their fading reflections. He didn't have anything else; not even the knife she had entrusted him with. He had been so careful to take care of it when he was young and still traveling with her. He always tried to find ways to keep it polished and sharpened, even when supplies ran low.
Hope Estheim smiled slightly at the memory of when he first tried to sharpen it on his own. It hadn't gone well and after she had noticed the increased amount of bandages on his fingers, she ended up showing him how to do it properly. The weapon had helped him get out of numerous tight situations. He still remembered the feeling of defeat that should have been triumph after the battle when he found her knife at the bottom
Beyond TimeSummary: He had been waiting for this moment for 500 years and he'd be damned if he didn't take advantage of it.Beyond Time3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Type: One shot
Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim to own any aspect of Final Fantasy XIII or XIII-2, including the characters, plot, places, music and anything else applicable. All rights belong solely to Square Enix.
By: Jenna Duffy
I sighed in exhaustion, wincing as I rubbed my sore eyes. After spending nearly the whole day staring down at my computer screen, the words were beginning to blur and run together. Sleep was definitely in order, but we were days away from launching Bhunivelze into the sky and every second counted. The knowledge that millions of people were depending on me had helped keep my mind free of fatigue, but I was running on fumes and had been for the past several hours.
I took a deep breath