Hah! That looks utterly adorable!
Now, just something that I went and pulled out of my head in just one sit-down.
It's something of an epilogue, though. So I'll spoiler it out if no one wants to be surprised.
Now, just something that I went and pulled out of my head in just one sit-down.
It's something of an epilogue, though. So I'll spoiler it out if no one wants to be surprised.
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Spoiler
I loved a man once.
He was kind and gentle, and even though he knew who I was, he treated me like any other person, without fear of me or what I could do to him.
Granted, I couldn’t really do much to him as he was the Knight of Void.
But he looked into my eyes, and he saw me - not Sailor Saturn.
And I fell in love with him for that.
I felt embarrassed by it at first, for I had mocked the others for falling so completely in love with their own counterparts. But suddenly, I found myself as them. Making plans in secret, hiding our trysts as conferences and negotiations.
And strangely enough, I suddenly found myself welcome among them. Seeing me as smitten with an Earthman as they were had finally humanized me in their eyes.
It was the happiest time in my life.
And then The Fall came.
And I died.
I died cursing fate and all her cruelty.
I died wishing that at least once more, I could feel his arms around me, making me feel so vulnerable and yet so protected.
I died mourning myself and my love.
But like the others, I was born again. Albeit into tribulations.
And then he was there, like of ray of sunlight beaming into a life of darknss.
Only it was not him.
He was a Voider as well - a long lost descendant of a people that were all but annihilated.
His kind do not reincarnate. Nor can they claim immortality.
Their souls, destructive towards our magical energies, dispel any attempt to stop their aging or to capture their souls. They simply move on to the next world.
My beloved Knight of Void was lost to me long ago.
But here… this boy was so like him that I could almost swear that it was him from so long ago. Dark hair and dark eyes. A sharply defined oval face with such expressiveness that it could shift from brooding to joy in a split second. A soft touch, filled with warmth and kindness. And that uncanny ability to look into my eyes and see me.
But he was sharper. Honed against the grinding wheel of his mortal family. And what a fine grinding stone it was. For all that kindness, he could cut so deeply if he was treated wrong. So much like a keen blade - something that must be treated with respect or else it would hurt you in return.
And only because he had been hurt.
He was not my beloved Void Knight.
He was my Avenger.
Benjer the Avenger his mother would say.
He would not strike first, but he would deal the final finishing blow.
And he has given himself to me.
Sworn himself to me.
Entrusted his life to me.
He has made himself mine in every conceivable way.
And for that, I shall forsake my immortality.
For that, I would grow old with him.
For that, I would follow him in death, and into the next world.
Do not worry for me. Do not worry for my station. I shall have daughters and sons. I am even eager to have them. And I know without a doubt that one of my daughters shall be the next Sailor Saturn. And one of his sons will be the next Void Knight.
And I am at peace with that.
For once, I shall welcome mortality and the end that comes with it.
Weep not for me, though.
My love shall be with me.
Together we will take the next step.
Together we will at last discover what is on the other side.
The last great adventure of this world.
The last dream awaits, my beloved.
He was kind and gentle, and even though he knew who I was, he treated me like any other person, without fear of me or what I could do to him.
Granted, I couldn’t really do much to him as he was the Knight of Void.
But he looked into my eyes, and he saw me - not Sailor Saturn.
And I fell in love with him for that.
I felt embarrassed by it at first, for I had mocked the others for falling so completely in love with their own counterparts. But suddenly, I found myself as them. Making plans in secret, hiding our trysts as conferences and negotiations.
And strangely enough, I suddenly found myself welcome among them. Seeing me as smitten with an Earthman as they were had finally humanized me in their eyes.
It was the happiest time in my life.
And then The Fall came.
And I died.
I died cursing fate and all her cruelty.
I died wishing that at least once more, I could feel his arms around me, making me feel so vulnerable and yet so protected.
I died mourning myself and my love.
But like the others, I was born again. Albeit into tribulations.
And then he was there, like of ray of sunlight beaming into a life of darknss.
Only it was not him.
He was a Voider as well - a long lost descendant of a people that were all but annihilated.
His kind do not reincarnate. Nor can they claim immortality.
Their souls, destructive towards our magical energies, dispel any attempt to stop their aging or to capture their souls. They simply move on to the next world.
My beloved Knight of Void was lost to me long ago.
But here… this boy was so like him that I could almost swear that it was him from so long ago. Dark hair and dark eyes. A sharply defined oval face with such expressiveness that it could shift from brooding to joy in a split second. A soft touch, filled with warmth and kindness. And that uncanny ability to look into my eyes and see me.
But he was sharper. Honed against the grinding wheel of his mortal family. And what a fine grinding stone it was. For all that kindness, he could cut so deeply if he was treated wrong. So much like a keen blade - something that must be treated with respect or else it would hurt you in return.
And only because he had been hurt.
He was not my beloved Void Knight.
He was my Avenger.
Benjer the Avenger his mother would say.
He would not strike first, but he would deal the final finishing blow.
And he has given himself to me.
Sworn himself to me.
Entrusted his life to me.
He has made himself mine in every conceivable way.
And for that, I shall forsake my immortality.
For that, I would grow old with him.
For that, I would follow him in death, and into the next world.
Do not worry for me. Do not worry for my station. I shall have daughters and sons. I am even eager to have them. And I know without a doubt that one of my daughters shall be the next Sailor Saturn. And one of his sons will be the next Void Knight.
And I am at peace with that.
For once, I shall welcome mortality and the end that comes with it.
Weep not for me, though.
My love shall be with me.
Together we will take the next step.
Together we will at last discover what is on the other side.
The last great adventure of this world.
The last dream awaits, my beloved.