Okay, this story is supposed to go with the song by Mika, Happy Ending.
This is the way you left me,
I’m not pretending.
No hope, no life, no glory,
No happy ending.
Kratos woke up back in Derris-Kharlan. Where was he, and where was his family? He groggily sat up, searching for a shirt. There was one on the floor. Why was it there? Anna was usually a neat freak…it should be at least folded on the foot of their bed…
The events of the prior day came crashing down onto him.
Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life
Can't get no love without sacrifice
If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well
A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell
Oh god.
Kratos stared at his surroundings bleakly. Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God. It took a moment for the man to realize…the Gods don’t exist. Only angels and their excuse for a Goddess, Martel. Oh God, help me.
What had he just lost? Everything.
What did he have left? Nothing.
What could he do? Wait for eternity and hope to die, if Yggdrasil let him…
Kratos felt nothing.
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
Kratos saw Yuan as he wandered the comet. He tried to speak, but nothing came out. No dry sobs, no heaving chest, nothing. Yuan consoled Kratos, knowing his pain, yet knowing nothing at all. Kratos just stood there, feeling blank and empty. Had he just become an angel again?
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
When was the last time Kratos ate anything? Slept? When was the last time did he leave his room to see the world? It had been a year, that’s what the calendar on his wall said, anyway. It could have been an eternity, and Kratos would still know nothing. All he could do was sit on his bed and stare at the stars through his glass ceiling. Didn’t he count the stars to sleep, trying to soothe his son to sleep?
What was his name? Kratos spoke a dry and hoarse name…L..l…Lloyd…before realizing how he had forgotten his own son’s name. Wasn’t his son gone too?
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No happy ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
Then live the rest of our life,
But not together.
How many years now? Yuan came in occasionally, though very rarely. He too, was wrapped up in his grief. Though instead of dying inwardly, like Kratos, he chose to take his grief and turn it into something in his lost love’s name. What could Kratos do to prove that for Anna and Lloyd?
Their short lives…impacting Kratos as if they had lived forever. What could he do in their names? Die like the mortals they were? What else? All Kratos could think of was how he wanted to join them. But he couldn’t. Yggdrasil needed him alive. Serving as Origin’s seal had it’s pros and cons. Kratos stared at the stars, counting them once more.
One more star, one more year he’d have to live without his family…When would it end?
2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind
Can't get no rest; keep walkin' around
If I pretend that nothin' ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep
I can think that we just carried on
Yggdrasil sent Kratos down to Sylvarant today. How many years had it been? Fifteen? Fourteen? Kratos lost count. Lloyd…if he had been alive, he’d be seventeen now…And when Kratos had lost everything…Lloyd had been three…must have been fourteen years then.
The Chosen from Sylvarant, Kratos was to accompany her. But he hadn’t expected to meet…
Kratos dropped to his knees before Anna’s grave. So that young man…no, still a boy…that was Lloyd…His Lloyd. He saw Lloyd approach him from the corner of his eye. Kratos wanted to wrap Lloyd in his arms, hold him, and whisper about how sorry he had been. He wanted to tell Lloyd everything. No, not today. One day, but not today.
This is the hardest story that I've ever told
No hope, or love, or glory
Happy endings gone forever more
How many months had it been since Kratos had met Lloyd again? How many months since he betrayed his own son? But it was all over now. Lloyd was standing before him, his swords drawn out, ready to defeat his father. After this…he wanted to tell Lloyd everything. Everything he couldn’t at Flanoir, everything he had failed to say during every long day they spent together. But he still wanted to die. He wanted Lloyd to take his blades and spear them through his heart, with all the rage he felt.
Lloyd wouldn’t kill him. Kratos tried again, and yet again failed. He cursed Yuan mentally, before being reprimanded by Lloyd. A sense of shame overcame the man, as he wearily stood again. He promised, he would tell Lloyd everything first. Then, finally, maybe he could leave this wretched world.
I feel as if I'm wastin'
And I'm wastin' everyday
There. He’d done it. Kratos had told Lloyd everything. Sure, it had taken this whole journey to do it. But he had told Lloyd. And now he could leave. He had to leave. Lloyd stared at him, this abandonment hurting him more than every betrayal and every fight they had ever had between them. Kratos couldn’t comfort Lloyd. If he did, he wouldn’t leave. But he had to. Placing a hand on Lloyd’s head, Kratos gave the boy a comforting smile as Lloyd sent him away with the Eternal Sword.
Don’t die before I do, Lloyd…my son.
This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending.
This is the way that we love,
Like it's forever.
To live the rest of our life,
But not together.
I donno, if you guys think it's any good, I'll post it in fanfiction. I know it's short...but I guess I like it lol.
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