Both hand and mind reach out to the orb once Xephia offers it to him. Before he even makes contact, Yzak can already feel his heart slamming against his chest, fear and hope both pumping through his veins, exhilarating and powerful as he faces this unknown head on. All this time he's chased this unknown, not even knowing if it was real, whether or not he could even catch it if it was, or if it would just tease him, leading him along futiley until it was too late.
Now here he stands, finally having caught it.
And Yzak seizes what he's searched for for so long, his will unwavering, palm pressing against the glowing entity.
He feels the familiar, sharp pull of being transported back to the Ximilia, but to him it does not feel like the blink of a moment that it feels like to the rest of the team. He'll probably never know how to properly describe those few seconds that seem to stretch on for so much longer. It's as if in that instance he and the orb simply understand each other, feelings, wants and concepts drifting between them as a proper exchange is calculated and agreed upon.
Well, "proper." Viveca did warn him that the price would likely be more than what's being asked for.
But he'll give what of himself is required to fulfill Blue's own wish for more time.
Because Blue doesn't want to die.
And because I don't want to lose him.
Within the tumultuous swirl of emotion and thought is a clarity, like the calm at the eye of a hurricane. Yzak doesn't forget what he promised himself, what he promised Blue. If it required too much, asked for something that would just switch their positions or saddle Blue with guilt for the extent of his life ... this will just end. It'll end and Blue's life will end soon after and Yzak will be alone, feeling as though half of his own soul has been torn away from him.
So begins the bargaining. It's not just Blue's time that's winding down. It's his body that erodes right along with it. Flesh and blood; more life will require those things to be relinquished to the orb as payment.
And Yzak relinquishes them.
But the price the orb requires isn't just the flesh and blood in the form of his right arm that's about to be torn away from him - and when it is the pain is hot and searing. It's as if what Blue's gone through over all this time hits him at once, to show him firsthand how agonizing it's been for the Mu.
Agonizing, but he endures it as he's long promised to accept the pains that come as easily as happiness does, because there is no light without its shadows. He's long decided not to shy away from it anymore, so he does not look away from it now. And it serves to bolster his resolve in this, because it's that very agony he wants to free him from.
Life, however, also requires time, so Yzak is required to give that up as payment, too. And he does, however much that may be, because what is a lifespan halved when one never knows how long they're destined to have anyway? As a soldier that could be days, weeks, months. It could also be years or decades if he's lucky and peace manages to bloom from a bloodstained ground and thrive. But Yzak considers his own time borrowed anyway, and no longer wholly his own. He's only alive at all due to sheer luck and knows full well that he should have died long ago for the sins he committed. Sins that are now eternally etched into his heart to carry. So this life of his, while still precious to him because it's his, is now dedicated to others; his people, his family and friends, those still alive and to honor those who've perished.
In order to make a difference, he has to use the life that he's still so lucky to have and stretch it as far as it can be stretched for that sake. So for the sake of someone this important to him, someone who's come to be more precious to him than anything else, of course Yzak can give up fragments of himself to make his wish come true
They return to the station, and the price is paid.
at the conclusion of the wish full mission
Now here he stands, finally having caught it.
And Yzak seizes what he's searched for for so long, his will unwavering, palm pressing against the glowing entity.
He feels the familiar, sharp pull of being transported back to the Ximilia, but to him it does not feel like the blink of a moment that it feels like to the rest of the team. He'll probably never know how to properly describe those few seconds that seem to stretch on for so much longer. It's as if in that instance he and the orb simply understand each other, feelings, wants and concepts drifting between them as a proper exchange is calculated and agreed upon.
Well, "proper." Viveca did warn him that the price would likely be more than what's being asked for.
But he'll give what of himself is required to fulfill Blue's own wish for more time.
Because Blue doesn't want to die.
And because I don't want to lose him.
Within the tumultuous swirl of emotion and thought is a clarity, like the calm at the eye of a hurricane. Yzak doesn't forget what he promised himself, what he promised Blue. If it required too much, asked for something that would just switch their positions or saddle Blue with guilt for the extent of his life ... this will just end. It'll end and Blue's life will end soon after and Yzak will be alone, feeling as though half of his own soul has been torn away from him.
So begins the bargaining. It's not just Blue's time that's winding down. It's his body that erodes right along with it. Flesh and blood; more life will require those things to be relinquished to the orb as payment.
And Yzak relinquishes them.
But the price the orb requires isn't just the flesh and blood in the form of his right arm that's about to be torn away from him - and when it is the pain is hot and searing. It's as if what Blue's gone through over all this time hits him at once, to show him firsthand how agonizing it's been for the Mu.
Agonizing, but he endures it as he's long promised to accept the pains that come as easily as happiness does, because there is no light without its shadows. He's long decided not to shy away from it anymore, so he does not look away from it now. And it serves to bolster his resolve in this, because it's that very agony he wants to free him from.
Life, however, also requires time, so Yzak is required to give that up as payment, too. And he does, however much that may be, because what is a lifespan halved when one never knows how long they're destined to have anyway? As a soldier that could be days, weeks, months. It could also be years or decades if he's lucky and peace manages to bloom from a bloodstained ground and thrive. But Yzak considers his own time borrowed anyway, and no longer wholly his own. He's only alive at all due to sheer luck and knows full well that he should have died long ago for the sins he committed. Sins that are now eternally etched into his heart to carry. So this life of his, while still precious to him because it's his, is now dedicated to others; his people, his family and friends, those still alive and to honor those who've perished.
In order to make a difference, he has to use the life that he's still so lucky to have and stretch it as far as it can be stretched for that sake. So for the sake of someone this important to him, someone who's come to be more precious to him than anything else, of course Yzak can give up fragments of himself to make his wish come true
They return to the station, and the price is paid.