Soldier of the Light // [Celes]

[Warrior of Light]

It had taken quite some time, but the Warrior of Light had finally made his way down from the summit of Mr. Gulg. He was still not certain what had happened beyond the entire world had been reformed. Perhaps some further work of some god or goddess had combined the worlds again. Shinryu, some other, it didn't matter. He had already decided that to return the world's balance was his duty. The crystal pinned to his side spoke to the world's disorder, and of the waning power of the goddess he had served. Now, at the lowest fringe of Mt. Gulg, he looked out again over the lands ahead, gaze unwavering. He lowered his head slightly and touched the blade to his forehead, as if in prayer or respect, before continuing his march onwards. For a while yet, there was nothing but a field leading to the other areas of this continent, or island whichever it may be.

He decided that he would rest for a time now that he had reached the base of Mt. Gulg. Taking off his helmet, he sat down on a fallen log, laying his sword and shield neatly next to him. The Warrior of Light took a moment to think about what may have happened. Perhaps in defeating Chaos, his comrades' worlds had been forcibly united with one another. Or maybe Shinryu had revived the conflict and the gods not appeared yet. Perhaps it was not related to anything he knew at all. It was then that he heard footsteps and moved a hand towards his sword. "Be you friend or foe?" he asked, not moving just yet but tensing in case he needed to.

[Celes Chere]

Walking far and wide. That is what Celes Chere former Gesthalian General and then turncoat of the Empire had been doing. Wandering this scorched and distorted planet constantly brought her memories back to her own experiences of being alone upon the World of Ruin. Each step was labored as she was tired from the day as she decided to rest at the base of a semi active volcano. To her credit she had put a few small pieces together and now knew that her world was gone forever and now she would have to make due with the one before her.

Walking slowly she came upon another person girded in armor with what she could make out as a sword and shield. Stopping a few feet away she saw the man turn and start to alert status. She could not blame him she had just walked up on him from behind and she was armed where he was not. In an attempt to ease the situation she would give out a smile toward the man and she would speak up first. "I be friend do not be alarmed... I had not expected to come upon another person in this inhospitable area. To be honest I have not come upon many that I know in this world."

As she spoke Celes' head would lower a little and a few strands of her hair would fall down into her face. There was no movement toward her blade's hilt and in her left hand she was holding her water canteen. Looking back at the man between her strands of hair she spoke up again. "I go by Celes Chere good sir what be your name?" Once again as she spoke she would feel a little something. As if the Esper within her and the Magicite she carried in her pack felt a simple comraderie with that man for some unknown reason.