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Point of view - Goldora
Eimin, Lunim, Hausara, Claude, Jule, Relm, Shipher, Lord Bryce, Aleria, king of Shiitia, queen of Shiitia, I do it also for you. In one way or another you have all helped me, and I will reward you by granting you a safe nation. Nustia, and so all of Aostra, will be a paradise where we can live in peace.
Finally I arrived at the square of Avaloria, where everything had begun, and where everything was about to end. Before entering, however, I saw a silhouette coming out of the castle. It was him. Walking slowly, and with an arrogant look, he came forward.
«Goldora, I was waiting for you.» Said the king, looking me in the eye and holding his sword.
«How did you know I would come?» I asked, holding the weapon in turn.
«You are strong, but also naive. Don't forget that you served under my orders not long ago. I observed each of you, and understood your potential. I saw in you the contempt for fighting, that you didn't like it, and that you would seek revenge. When my guards blocked you in the square, my suspicions were true, you wanted to fight against Avaloria, you showed it when you sided with Cromelia. But you managed to escape that day. But someone like you would never have given up on something you truly believed in. So you didn't give up. I do not know exactly what you did all this time, but I certainly knew that I would find you here during the final stage of the war. You know, Goldora, to become king it is not only necessary to come from a noble class, but also cunning, strength and ingenuity. But you should know, right, king of Triosa?» He tried to scare me by showing that he knew me so well. In a way he did. It was really amazed. I underestimated him, he was a person with great intelligence.
«You prove yourself a person superior to others, why start this war?» I would not have expected an answer that would satisfy me anyway.
«Didn't you say that? I prove myself to be a superior person. How many battles have you survived, Goldora? Many, I dare say. How many civilians have you seen die in a single battle? Many, perhaps too many. Those are inferior people who do not deserve to exist. Before birth we were marked by luck, but it is not a matter of chance, but of ourselves. If it was decided that I am superior, so is it, because I would have deserved it! All those worms could not have been born lucky, because they would have misused their lives. Do you understand me now, Goldora? We are the chosen ones. Our task is to dominate and sweep away the inferior. You are still in time to change sides, use that sword not to hurt me, but to glorify us, rejoice for our supremacy!»
It was completely crazy, more crazy than I thought. Such a distorted thought I had never heard, but something inside me suggested that it was so. He had convinced me, we were superior, beings chosen to dominate on this continent. However, there was something that differentiated us.
«Yes, you are right. We are the chosen ones! But there is a difference between our follies. You want to be elected in killing others, I will be the chosen one in saving them. Hold your weapon, and if you really believe what you say, kill me!» I screamed.
I understood his mentality. Although distorted, the whole puzzle was assembled, everything made sense, but his ego was blinded by lust.
«Goldora, I'm disgusted by the unelected. You know, however, who is it that provokes me more? The chosen ones who do not want to exploit their own potentialities. Like you! Goldora, life is one, and you have been lucky enough to be an elected one. Treat your life like a king, and it will treat you like a king. Crush others, let them serve you, live like a god, be superior, exploit your life. You are king of Triosa, right? Do what you think is best, conquer the whole continent, live like a tyrant!»
I had become king of Triosa. But for what reason? Helped Triosa to restore the economy? But what should I care about all those people? People who never did anything for me... Perhaps what I aspired to was lust, I too was blinded. As soon as Hausara offered me a fight, I was blinded in turn. I wanted to rule over the whole nation, putting obedient sheep at my service.
«You see, Goldora, no elected can control itself, that's how it should work! Our possibilities are beyond imagination, they are bigger than we are! Lust is eating you, let yourself be eaten, and become one! You will not waste your life in this way, and you will die happy to have done what you wanted. This is the destiny of us chosen!»
I was not thinking with a clear mind. What he was saying... I was beginning to believe it. If I really were an elected? If I could really change my life? Dominate a whole continent... To be a god.
«Being an elected one does not matter to me. I am not lucky as you were. My sister lost her parents when we were little. I have dedicated my whole life, from that moment on, to her. I decided to live for her, to fight for her. To see her smile is what I want. If I became a tyrant now, she would disown me. Our only difference is that Eimin cured my lust, you let yourself be eaten like a weak man. Hold the weapon.» I rushed the bastard, ready to kill him.
«You just don't understand. What a waste of talent.» He whispered.