#zero remembering mariella and seeing the similarities between her and remia kills me
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mnemosyne-xiv ยท 1 year ago
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โ€œ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถโ€™๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ.โ€
It was Remiaโ€™s words that echoed in her thoughts while she had drifted in that suffocating darkness. Even when the voices of their comrades pierced through the shadowed veil and reached her ears in distorted waves of sound, pleading with her to not surrender herself to the void Zeromus tried to drown her within, it was Remiaโ€™s words from before they returned to the Thirteenth that were the clearest of them all. The only words she needed for her to find the strength to continue her fight.
โ€œ๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต.โ€
Zeroโ€™s steps slowed to a stop. The long stretch of stone floor that made up the vestibule of Golbezโ€™s domain was laid out before her. The others had already returned to the moonโ€™s surface while she had remained behind to speak with Golbez in private. Even Remia had followed the others after she had made sure the memoriate was alright, leaving her alone. It was, strange, to put it simply. Zero could hardly remember a time after she met Remia when sheโ€™s been truly alone. Usually the short, spiteful woman was somewhere close, or Zero herself would seek her out if she had wandered off. A terrible habit, she knew, but that never stopped her from searching for the voidmage.
Now she was all by her lonesome. Her gaze traveled from the stone floor up to the swirling clouds of fog that hid the depths of the domain from sight. Clad in ivory armor, her scythe broken only to be replaced by a sword and shield of ornate design, she stood still with her eyes trained above. She quietly watched the fog swirl and fade only for a new wave to come rolling in, her thoughts coming and going with the same ebb and flow.
There was something familiar in Remiaโ€™s words. She had heard something similar before. Back when the world was still rich with color and sound. Overflowing with life while the fires of war ravaged the land. Shortly before all was washed away by the deluge of darkness that devoured everything it touched.ย 
โ€œ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃโ€™ ๐™– ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™ค ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ž๐™ฉโ€™๐™จ ๐™˜๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ช๐™ฅ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™—๐™š. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฃโ€™ ๐™™๐™ž๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š โ€˜๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ? ๐™๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ข ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ฅ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ง๐™™๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™  ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™จ๐™š๐™ก๐™›๐™ก๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™จ๐™–๐™˜๐™ง๐™ž๐™›๐™ž๐™˜๐™š๐™จ? ๐™ƒ๐™š๐™, ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ. ๐™„ ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ฅ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ฅ ๐™ข๐™š. ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š. ๐˜ฝ๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™—๐™š๐™ž๐™ฃโ€™ ๐™– ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™ค? ๐™‰๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง. ๐™„โ€™๐™ข ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š ๐™จ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ. ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™š๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™›๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ข๐™š๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™–. ๐™„๐™› ๐™„ ๐™™๐™ž๐™š ๐™จ๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃโ€™ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™„โ€™๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™›๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง. ๐™ƒ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™จ, ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฎ๐™—๐™š ๐™„ ๐™™๐™ž๐™š ๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™ค ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™—๐™š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™š! ๐˜ผ๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ž๐™› ๐™„โ€™๐™ข ๐™™๐™š๐™–๐™™, ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃโ€™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ž๐™ง ๐™ก๐™ช๐™˜๐™  ๐™–๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฉ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™ค ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™จ๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™™๐™–๐™ข๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™, ๐™๐™ข? โ€˜๐˜พ๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™—๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช.โ€
When Zeroโ€™s eyes fluttered open, she was no longer alone. The click of Remiaโ€™s clawed shoes echoed from further outside the vestibule, growing louder with every step. A hint of a smile ghosted across the memoriates lips.
Perhaps she wasnโ€™t a hero. Just as Mariella outright scoffed at those who tried to call her one, Zero now understood why she refused such a lofty title. And to think it took her this long to see that there was no hidden meaning to her words back then. That the last time she and Mariella spoke would be the first time Mariella had ever been wholly honest with her thoughts. Though that did leave Zero with a new question.
โ€œWhy did you tell me I wasnโ€™t a hero?โ€
Remia rolled her eye when she stopped a few paces in front of her. โ€œWhy?โ€ She repeated. โ€œBecause youโ€™re clearly not a hero. I donโ€™t know how many times I have to tell you this for you toโ€”โ€
โ€œNo,โ€ Zero cut her off. โ€œI mean, is there a reason you donโ€™t want me to become a hero?โ€
That gave the voidmage reason to pause. And then the corners of her lips were curling into a sly grin. โ€œAh, so you finally asked the right question.โ€ Her warm giggles echoed in the open space as she turned to start back the way she had come with a nonchalant skip in her step. โ€œJudging by your thoughts, I daresay you already know the answer to that.โ€
โ€œBut you canโ€™t read thoughts.โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re right, I canโ€™t. But I can sense your emotions and see glimpses of your memories.โ€
Zero caught up to the short woman with only a few long strides. โ€œI still donโ€™t understand.โ€
More giggles escaped Remia while she cutely peered up at her companion. โ€œMy favorite voidsent,โ€ her grin softened into a genuine smile, her uncovered eye shimmering with a warmth Zero couldnโ€™t quite place, โ€œyouโ€™re the last memoriate with a good heart still capable of fighting for your home. Letโ€™s not ruin that by having you dawn the mantle of โ€˜heroโ€™ as well.โ€
โ€œ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™š๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™›๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ค, ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช, ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ˆ๐™š๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š?โ€
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