Disclaimer: I don't own Xenoblade Chronicles.
N/A: I wrote this during the first playthrough, so there might be some things that may or may not have any relevance to the ending. I hope you enjoy this translated version of "Memorias". Discretion is adviced as this contains huge spoilers.
The starry sky doesn't impress me anymore. After that battle, I was deep into my thoughts. Seeing her eyes—so green and familiar, but at the same time so hauting—was enough to make me lose control. How could she be alive? I still remember her blood dripping from that despicable Mechon's claw. I had fought countless battles with her death in the back of my mind; my blood boiling and my hands clutching the Monado's handle all of those times.
Dunban's face came into my mind. He must have been just as shocked as me: seeing her sister commanding a mechon—the same creature that had taken her life. What sense does it have? Was everything just a cruel joke from fate?
All this time fighting agaisnt destiny, wating to change the future...
I pressed my lips into a thin line, taking back a string of curses—words that have been seeking relief since the massacre in Colony 9. A long time had gone by and yet I wasn't at peace with myself.
Reyn, Dunban, Sharla... I don't know how they do it…
My train of thought was interrumpted by Melia's silky voice, making my body jump at the sound. When I turned my head to face the high entia, her eyes widened with surprise.
-Are you all right? –she said, her voice filled with worry. She took a step foward-. You're… crying? I don't understand. Are you…?
Her words took me equally by surprise. When had I shed tears? I brought my hand to my cheek and truthfully a tear had gone by.
-Melia… I… -my voice began, not really sure on how to go on. She gave me a gesture of understanding and she turned into the oposite direction, towards the Imperial Villa- Wait –I said suddenly-. Don't...
-Is something wrong, Shulk? I thought you would rather be alone.
-You can… stay here, with me –I studied carefully Melia's confused face-. I mean, if you want –I added quickly.
-Would my company be of any help? –her voice softened.
-Just… Melia, I have seen so many people die in front of me. The last thing I want to feel right now is... lonely.
Melia sat resides me, on the slightly wet grass. None of us said anything, but that was enough for me. A moment of peace in this chaotic journey was all I needed to be back on my feet, and fight .
What about her?
A/N: I will be translating these one by one, so keep tuned! I want to apologize in advance from mistakes, or choppy writing... as I'm trying to improve. Reviews are welcome and thank you for reading!.