The final battle...the end...

Who would have thought it would come to this?

It’s weird sometimes...the way fate plays its game. The more I think about it, the more I wonder... Would things be the same if Tidus had not been here? Would Yuna really be standing here? Who would have been the one to be chosen for the Final Summoning?

The more I think, the more I don’t want to know. It’ll turn out for the better this way. Things will be forever changed...Changed, because this is the end. No more.

As for Zanarkand...it lay in ruins for a thousand years. Whenever the Calm ended, a summoner would make a pilgrimage to the ruined city with a guardian or guardians, then use one of them and themselves for the Final Summoning and destroy Sin...bringing forth another calm. But Sin came back. It always came back.

A one thousand year old tradition, and now, we will be the ones to break it.

Lady Yunalesca’s words...what she said...I’d never forget...

 

"Sin is an inevitable part of Spira’s destiny. It is never-ending," Yunalesca says.

"But...but...if we atone for crimes, Sin will stop coming back, ya? Someday it’ll be gone, ya?" Wakka says.

"Will humanity ever attain such purity?"

I am shocked. "This...this cannot be!" I yell. "The teachings state we can exorcise Sin with complete atonement! It has been our only hope all these years!"

"Hope is...comforting. It allows us to accept fate, however tragic it might be," Yunalesca says calmly.

"No!" Tidus yells. His voice is echoed by a memory of Auron’s, one from the pyreflies.

"Where is the sense in all this?" Auron’s memory yells. "Braska believed in Yevon’s teachings and died for them! Jecht believed in Braska and gave his life for him!"

The memory of Yunalesca spoke. "They chose to die...because they had hope."

Auron charges Yunalesca, but she shoots a powerful energy blast at him. He lands silently, his sword landing in the ground.

The present Yunalesca faces us. "Yevon’s teachings and the Final Summoning give the people of Spira hope. Without hope," she says, "they would drown in their sorrow." She pauses. "Now, choose: Who will be your fayth?"

Silence. "No one," Yuna says. "I would have gladly died. I live for the people of Spira, and would have gladly died for them...But no more! The Final Summoning...is a false tradition that should be thrown away!" Yuna yells.

Yunalesca shakes her head. "No, it is our only hope. Your father sacrificed himself to give that hope to the people. So they would forget sorrow."

"Wrong," Yuna replies. "My father...My father wanted to make Spira’s sorrow go away. Not just cover it up with lies!"

"Sorrow cannot be abolished. It is meaningless to try."

And then...after all that...we fought her. And we won. It felt wrong to kill her, but...what choice did we have? As her guardians, we had the right to protect from anything that Yunalesca would have done to her. We wouldn’t... we couldn’t let any more summoners be killed by such a tradition!

False traditions...Lies, and corruption. We all trusted Yevon’s teachings with our lives. We believed, and only to find out that...that it was all lies. I’ve since then abandoned Yevon. I’ve come to believe that the Al Bhed weren’t so insensible after all. Maybe they knew the truth, and no one wanted to listen?

But... I still think...that maybe we shouldn’t have killed her. Maybe, our plan won’t work, and that we’ll never be able to end Spira’s sorrow and fear of Sin. I have this fear that...we’ll fail.

I should be strong about this. I shouldn’t doubt our plan. We’re going to end this for good. No more lives will be sacrificed for this!

Sir Auron said this was our story, so we will end it how we want to. The final chapter in our story and the first chapter to Spira’s New Hope.

And the final battle looms just ahead of us. I stare out of the front window of the airship, gazing across the fields of clouds. Sin’s fins look like mountain peaks poking through those white fields. It’s frightening, to have such evil with something so pure.

My stomach twists into knots and flips a million times. All I’m hoping is that we succeed. All of Spira is relying on us now. Everyone...we can’t fail them.

"Come one everyone, time to get off! Let’s end this now!" Tidus yells as he exits the ship from the top. Everyone follows, but I stay behind. Wakka pauses to look at me.

"You ok, Lulu? Don’t tell me you gonna chicken out on us now, ya?" he says.

I smile. "Of course not, Wakka. I’m fine. I guess..." I stop.

I thought it was weird...Weird that, this is where fate wanted to bring us. Weird that everything’s turning out this way. Who would have thought?

He tilts his head. "Eh? You guess what?"

"Oh, nothing. Let’s just get this over with. No more Sin, right Wakka?

"He laughs that laugh I always liked. "Ya! Enough of this ‘complete atonement’ stuff... Ya know, I been wonderin’ about the teachings. You know, why they would lie to us?"

My smile fades. "It was just...false hope, a sense of security. But now, we’re going to make it permanent. Let’s not delay this any longer. Shall we go?"

He sighs. He looks past me and out one of the windows. I know that look. He’s just about as nervous as I am, maybe even more. "Ya, let’s go."

We walk together to the elevator, and meet the others at the top.

Sin’s mouth, the way we plan to enter, lies just a couple thousand feet away from us. The final showdown and I don’t think I could be any more nervous.

You know, fate works in weird ways, and as I stand with the others, I wonder again...what would have happened if Tidus never came from his Zanarkand? What if we never fought Yunalesca? I know...Yuna would have been gone by now. The Calm would come about, but Sin would have just come back, back like it always does. No more, though, no more.

Fate sure does like to play it’s games.