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Part 2 of Robotech: Stellariα
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2025-12-03
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The Last Words of a Man Who Returned

Summary:

He died in 2030.
Twenty years later, he came back to her.
And when he faced death again, Zor Prime wrote a farewell meant only for Dana Sterling —
a confession written in the moment he feared losing her for the last time.

A Robotech post-canon letter of love and farewell, shaped by memory loss and second chances.

Notes:

After all the wars were finally over, after death and being restored to life, Zor Prime had lost every memory of the woman who once changed his destiny. Deep inside the endless machinery of an intergalactic colony fortress, Stellariα, two people crossed paths again — with all the weight of the past between them.

A standalone scene from a longer work-in-progress Stellariα.
No prior reading required.

Original illustration by the author.

Work Text:

To Zor Prime

Dana:

Damage Control says we have to write a last letter. It's protocol. Everyone has to leave one for the person who matters most.
I could only think of you.

About the past - I still can't remember.
I don't know if the one I loved twenty years ago was you. You said you don't know either.
I believe you.
But what I can be sure of is - I love you now.
I can't hide it. I don't want to.
My chest aches when I see you, and I still want to be closer. That's the only thing I know for sure at this moment.
If it really was you twenty years ago but you never knew, then I must have been too stupid to tell you before it was too late.
And I won't let that happen again.

You said you "loved" me. I keep thinking about that word.
I don't know if it means you don't love me now, or something else.
I asked. You didn't answer. I won't ask again.
There are many questions you refuse to answer. I don't blame you. I think I understand why.

You said you'd wait for me to remember. The truth is, that chance might never come.
But that wouldn't be your fault.
If I die again this time, I'll take the question of "us" with me.
Don't keep it for me. Let it rest with me.
That's what I want.

But if I do get the chance to remember, I'll tell you.
Not to disturb you, not to disrupt your life.
Just to give you an answer.
About what we were.
About who you were to me.
About my truth, in that past you've carried alone.

If I really can remember, I hope it's when we reunite.
If not, don't be sad about it.
It won't be my regret anymore.
For me, being certain that I love you in this life is already happiness.

I wanted to say more, but I don't know how. Can't find the words.
So I guess that's it.

- Zor

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