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Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only, truth. But the world isn't perfect, and the law is incomplete. Equivalent Exchange doesn't encompass everything that goes on here, but I still choose to believe in its principle, that all things do come at a price, that there's an ebb and a flow, a cycle, that the pain we went through, did have a reward, and that anyone who's determined and perseveres, will get something of value in return, even if it's not what they expected. I don't think of Equivalent Exchange as a law of the world anymore. I think of it as a promise, between my brother and me. A promise that someday, we'll see each other again.
But nothing's ever perfect, haven't you realized that yet? Earth turns on a tilted axis, just doing the best it can.
Edward: But how can that be? I've spent years devoted to alchemy, that damn principle. Getting my arm and leg back and my brother's body. That's our dream. We keep looking for something we can do to balance the equation...to earn it back, but I've never turned it around the other way. Where was the equivalency then? What have we ever gained for our losses? It's always been a one way current, just a series of us giving to the void. Everything's been taken from us!
If, even after this battle, they tell me I can live on, I'll go and buy a small mirror somewhere and practice smiling. I'll practice over and over so that I can see him once again. If they tell me that I can live without hurting anyone else, I'll let my hair sway in the wind, take a giant step onto the earth and go see him. I want to live, to say my thanks. I want to live, to give so many feelings to people. I want to live! I wish I didn't realize I had feelings like this! But I'm in so much pain! He's nowhere where I can see him! And that's... and that's why!
I want to be with those that I love. With those that I want to protect. I want to be with Linck, I want to be with Maeter, I want to be with Maurice, and of course with Renton. But if wishing so causes those who are dear to me to be lost, if wishing so makes the planet which they all live disappear, I will stop wishing. But if it can be allowed, I would like to see them one more time.