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Maybe because I love you
Those were the last words- his last words. Cruel, is it not? To die in your lover's arms and utter such a heartbreaking truth. Philza had never considered himself to be much of a romantic, yet his heart ignited once he laid eyes upon a certain warrior- his guiding star, truly... With a fitting name: "Étoiles". Admittedly, he hadn't known what his name actually meant at first, he'd only heard its meaning through some conversation he'd overheard...but the crow couldn't deny how fitting it was.
...Time is such a fickle thing, huh? One moment you're sparring with him like some little kid, and the next...his body hits the ground with a sickening splat. The code, this odd entity of sorts, was ruthless. Its goal seems set in stone: destroy the eggs- and occasionally target the islanders. The ever-so-brave Étoiles never backs down from a fight, it may as well be in his very blood to wield a sword- movements swift and precise, sweat culminating on a focused and well-trained warrior destined for glory...Of course, he would never back down, until the very end, he is a warrior. Even now, as his body lays motionless on the grass stained crimson.
Once again, cruel is it not? Philza had rushed to the other's side once the danger was at bay, but it was far, far too late... Étoiles was passing in his very arms, held tight around his guiding star's corpse- no, he couldn't let go, not yet...and then those words resounded in the cold aftermath of the bloodshed: "Phil...I'm sorry, my bro...haha..." The other croaks out, probably an attempt at humour, even in this pitiful state...but it certainly didn't have the desired effect. "... Étoiles, take this seriously, you're dying! What the hell happened?" He's worried, of course he is... How did the formidable Étoiles get hurt so easily? This wasn't supposed to happen. "...I'm...so worthless, I couldn't even win against a stupid code..." Demeaning as ever, huh? "...No, mate... don't say that. You're the strongest person on the island, no doubt...but why-...why did you act so recklessly this time? You're a good fighter, so it just...doesn't make sense." He'd gathered that Étoiles was trying to protect him, probably...but-
"Maybe...because I love you." ...So, it was an act of love, was it? To die for your lover...there is nothing more romantic, is there? "...You fucking idiot. You're dying and think that you can just...confess? Étoiles..." I love you too, those are the unspoken words hanging in the air between them...
However, it isn't long before the blood loss envelops the star in death's embrace, leaving him cold and lifeless... How cruel. "...She will welcome you with open arms, i'm sure." The soft whistling of the wind hitting the now barren trees seems to be an agreement, he thinks.