Magus Professional Goober
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Whoa Izlude, that little sequence with
Vante reminds me a lot of an encounter with a certain
wizard... Well, I was planning of bringing Vante back to
kick around myself, so I might as well add him into the mix a
little early. This will probably be one of the highlights of
my little story. ---------------------------
Magus
took some time out from his walk with Alfador, he needed some
time to think. He needed to be alone.
"So what have I
gotten myself into this time? The Creator died. Her blood, and
that of countless others, spilled because I was confused. I
made some mistakes, and I haven't atoned for them yet. That
must be my purpose, to solve the mystery behind it all."
"I'm guilty of a great many things. I turned my back
on my people, my family, left them all for dead. I couldn't
help them when I had the chance, and I couldn't apologize
enough for hurting them. I know what became of Schala, but,
that doesn't make up for anything. I changed, I had to change.
In order to survive this thing they call Life, I had to become
different. Whether that's a good thing or not, I don't know."
"I'm changing again, slowly. I'm becoming like I
should be, I hope, there's really no way to know. I gained a
lot, but lost so much more in the process. If, if I can gain
even a little bit of that back, I think I'll be better for it.
I hope I'll be able to forgive myself for what I've done to
get here. But there's only one thing I can really say to
myself right now."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry for
all the pain I've gone through, and for all the times I've let
myself down. I'm sorry that I couldn't save the people I cared
for when they needed me, and that I failed to live up to their
expectations. I'm sorry I shut everything out, and that I lost
myself in a haze of greed and bloodlust. But all in all, I'm
just sorry for who I've become. That's all I can ever really
say."
Somewhere behind him, Magus heard a faint
clapping. He turned and saw an all too familiar face.
"So you've discovered that you're an asshole...take a
number."
"Hello Vante, what took you so
long?"
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So we'll go no more aroving, so late into the
night, Although the heart be still as loving, and the moon
be still as bright.
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