Crono Trigger is not owned by me, and neither are the characters. If they were, Magus would be mine forever and ever and ever...umm. Yeah. I own absolutely nuffin.
If you do not appreciate the Magus/Schala relationship that will evolve over time, please do not read it. Your anger will be ignored seeing that you read something you know you would hate. Forewarning over. Mature rating over time...maybe.
Magus had been waiting a long time for this. Decades. He was almost thirty, but it was worth it. Revenge was worth it. The monster that had taken him from his home and his sister would be destroyed at last.
His hatred swelled, and pushed his power further. He could almost taste his victory. In the highest tower of his castle, he summoned it. The destroyer. Lavos. His hate is what let him survive this cold and lonely time. This era filled with misunderstandings and death. He had changed himself to survive. He was now the monster he would have feared as a child, and was ashamed of because of his memories of his sister.
Schala, whispered his mind, and he could almost see her. His resolve weakened. Then strengthened again. He resumed his chanting. He had been there for hours, chanting in the darkness, summoning. He had been there days preparing. He had been waiting a lifetime for this opportunity. And then finally, he could rest. Knowing that what had killed his sister was finally dead.
Then they came. The pesky children. With their new magicks and tricks. And the frog who had hindered him for years. The frog who would not leave him be to seek revenge.
But even worse. They came with the Masamune. That hated blade, that whispered in his mind, distracting him. Flitting images from times past. Those children he could swear he had seen before. It was all just so jumbled, though, in his mind. His memories had faded over time, to be replaced by new ones. And skills that had almost killed him to acquire.
He was beaten. The sword had been the thing that allowed it. The damned blade drained his power.
How can I lose after all this time? Ran through his brain. It could not be. He could not allow it to happen. Then a rift opened.
The children screamed, and bewailed their fate. He laughed at them, and scolded. He had not created Lavos, and they had ruined their one chance to destroy it once and for all. He laughed and laughed before finally, they were all sucked into the portal.