Could it be true? Had Viktor seen Meteion, heard her song, and lived? Could the Final Days have really ended?
He remembers reaching into his breast as Zodiark and crushing his heart, the part of him that was still Fandaniel. He, as both the Dark God and as himself, faded. Had that been for nothing? Had his magnum opus failed?
The Ascian draws a breath, prepares to say something, but the words die on his lips, drowned out by an insane cackling he can feel ready to sweep over him. He fights through it by gently straightening out his paper and reading with the air of a man determined to carry out his duty despite having been shot in the chest.]
cw: suicidal ideation and fantastical reference
Could it be true? Had Viktor seen Meteion, heard her song, and lived? Could the Final Days have really ended?
He remembers reaching into his breast as Zodiark and crushing his heart, the part of him that was still Fandaniel. He, as both the Dark God and as himself, faded. Had that been for nothing? Had his magnum opus failed?
The Ascian draws a breath, prepares to say something, but the words die on his lips, drowned out by an insane cackling he can feel ready to sweep over him. He fights through it by gently straightening out his paper and reading with the air of a man determined to carry out his duty despite having been shot in the chest.]
..."What makes something beautiful?"
[Here he does exhale a sharp, bitter laugh.]
A bit more on theme, I suppose.