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A FRAGMENT OF MY MEMORY

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[attr="class","freiwanttmid"]CHARACTER FACTION league

[attr="class","freiwanttmid"]CHARACTER RANK cadet

[attr="class","freiwanttmid"]FACE CLAIM meteor survivor from final fantasy xiv

[attr="class","freiwantttop"]ABOUT THE CHARACTER

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there's not exactly much to say, now is there?[break][break]

life happens, after all, and you were never an exception to that. it always worked in ways both mysterious and not, all while the croupier known most simply as lady luck dealt her cards to any and all to behold and partake within, regardless of whether or not the cards received had ever been in their favor. the majority of the masses live normal lives with the cards they were dealt. you weren't an exception to that, either.[break][break]

you remember the frost of your childhood. you remember the chilled airs that you'd grown so accustomed and nostalgic over, but despite being content with how your life was, you'd always known from a young age that staying within the close vicinity of snowpoint city wouldn't be for you- and so, you left. simple as that. you worked and educated yourself as any other youth would through the years, though once you had been able to support yourself ably, the ashen landscapes of your hometown became nothing more than a figment of your past (save for the brief occasions of visiting family, that is). you traveled. you saw. you experienced experience after experience, and took part in many events that you never would've been able to if you'd allowed yourself to stay confined back home.[break][break]

you even found love, alongside your calling- but it had been the latter that ultimately caused the former to dwindle. to serve your region within the military had been an honor, and while it ensured a secure future for you and your own, the knot that you'd once tied with your beloved had become severed as the years faltered. you served loyally, and you served righteously, only to come back home after a long departure to a stranger in your bed, a panicked confrontation, and dwindling threads of what once was falling through your fingertips.[break][break]

to this day, you're thankful that your son had been fast asleep and away from earshot at the time.[break][break]

with your bonds frayed, the two of you parted separate ways. she had little qualms about your desires to take your child, instead finding it more fitting to take the hand of the one she'd replaced you with in your absence. all that time, your home had been in jubilife city. it soon became veilstone city, and then canalave city- and then, after time passed, another region, entirely. thankfully enough, you had family spread far and wide, and you had a son that only harbored nothing but love and excitement upon seeing you once more with each time that you'd left and returned at the call of service.[break][break]

and yet, each time you left, you couldn't help but feel bad; not for yourself, but for the child that you so often forced to reacquaint himself to environment after environment. as the years progressed, you thankfully found yourself in better graces with your superiors, and had even found yourself being a superior to many, as well. they transferred you to another region, again. you made special requests. you pulled as many strings as you could.[break][break]

although still busier than ever, you managed to secure a way to be more present within your son's life, all without putting him through history's cycle, once more.[break][break]

lilycove city became your home. lilycove city stayed your home. every so often, you'd have to leave your son behind for longer periods of time during investigations and the like (having managed to transfer yourself to a different branch, and shifting your profession from soldier to regional special ops), but you were there, otherwise. he was growing so fast as is, but you managed to find a way to be there through the rest of it. you worked. you lived. come the ultra beast war, you lent your experience in lesser forms in order to protect not only your family, but the wellbeing of others, as those that shone brighter did more than you'd ever dream of. rinse and repeat. persevere.[break][break]

and now, in the ashes of the aftermath, and in the midst of rebuilding, you're still here, doing whatever you can, whenever you can.[break][break]

that's just how life is.