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I brushed away the leafs covering my usual spot. I usually came here to look at the stars. They were always beautiful.
As I walk into the clearing I notice a silhouette sitting there, their wings curled around them.
At his side, I noticed a sword which was dimly lit by the moon. As I look at him curiously, he slowly rises before turning around and facing me.
A stern expression was carved onto his face, he picked up his sword before pointing it at me.
The first thing I noticed was his eyes, Their white almost ethereal glow, and how it illuminated the small space around us.
We gazed into each other's eyes, unmoving before he broke the silence.
“Who are you?”
I paused, unsure what to say, just who was he and why was he here? I speak up as I continue staring at him. It was almost hard to look away.
“I’m Stargazer Rocket. Just call me Rocket! What about you?”
He pauses, looking at me, seemingly trying to decide if I was a threat. He studies me before slowly lowering his sword.
“I am Sword. A follower of Illumina.”
I nod as I continue to look at him. His pale purple armor seemed to almost have a soft glow to it.
He was beautiful, like a star.
I then processed what he said, he was a follower. A follower of Illumina.
Oh. I berate myself for even thinking about him that way.
We would never work. I should know this, yet I found myself coming back to the same spot. Always hoping to find him there.
Some days he’d be there and we’d talk for a while, he made me feel ways no one could. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t get over my conflicting feelings about him.
The hate rooted deep within me after learning of his status slowly faded, the longer I spent with him the worse those feelings got.
I couldn’t help but love him for the way he made me feel, how my eyes lit up every time I saw that familiar glow.
We’d stare into the stars with one another, talking about what had crossed our minds. Yet, our conversations always led to the same topic. I hated it.
“Will you ever follow the will of Illumina?”
I shake my head, of course he would ask that. What else should I expect by now? I simply decline before leaving abruptly. He doesn’t seem to care anyways.
We continued talking for days on end, it was hard to count how much I had come over to that same clearing.
Those conflicting feelings slowly faded into appreciation and love for him. No matter how much he asked that same question, I would love him.
Even the Gods above wouldn’t keep me from loving him.
One day, I had walked into the clearing like usual, but he wasn’t there. We’d agreed on coming here around this time, where was he?
I sigh before settling down on the floor, staring up into the night skies. I loved how the stars reminded me of him. I smile faintly as I think of him.
I heard footsteps, was that him? I turn around only to see that same person I’d come to love point his sword directly at me.
I should’ve known, but I still loved him. I couldn’t bring myself to not love him.
Like the first day we met, we stared into each other's eyes. His sword was pointed directly at my heart. He spoke almost robotically.
“I have been ordered to get rid of you.”
I looked at him, there was nothing there in his eyes. Just that endless white. The same glow that I’d come to adore.
I feel the sword pierce slightly into my skin. It seemed this was it for me. I hadn’t even brought my gear with me anyways.
Yet for some reason, I feel that even if I had brought it, I wouldn’t have it in me to do anything. I was too far gone, I hated yet loved that at the same time.
I gasp as it slowly digs deeper, I plead with a hint of desperation in my voice.
“Please, why?”
He replies coldly as I feel the cold metal of the sword pierce me further.
“It has to be done.”
I feel tears prick at the corner of my eyes as the pain becomes unbearable. He, no. Sword, spoke apathetically.
“Any last words?”
I stare into his eyes as I feel the sword go deeper into my chest, yet something compels me to say what I’ve been wanting to say ever since I met him. Since I got to know him. My star.
“.. I love you, I love you Sword. I’ll love you until the day all the stars burn.”
He stares at me unmoving before he pushes the sword further in. Black dots dance around my vision before everything goes black.
I should’ve known, the stars were never meant to align for us.
I can vaguely hear myself scream before everything goes quiet.
Sword stared at his body, the once vibrant look in his eyes, now lifeless. It was his orders, he couldn’t spend any longer with him. His god came first.
He crouches down as he looks at the stargazer's body. He felt a few tears stream down his face. He wipes them away, giving one last look to his lifeless body.
Somewhere, deep within him, regret filled his body. Sword hesitated as he stood there before crouching down and picking up the blue mask that once adorned his face. He told himself it was just to prove to Illumina that he had eliminated the.. the threat.
He slowly gets up and takes one last look at the stargazer's body before slowly walking away. How come this one person had invoked so much emotion he’d never felt before?
He shouldn’t be crying, it was his orders. He was not to have an attachment to anyone else. Yet he couldn’t help but miss that enthusiastic stargazer. Rocket.
…
May they meet in another life.