[He swallows. It should be easy. Shouldn't it? Just four words, one simple recognition of truth. She'd handed them to him. It's not your fault. Nothing he might have done differently could change what happened, as much as he'd wish it to be so. The power of the old kings had taken all of his strength away, leaving him helpless. It's not his fault that... Izunia chose to kill Luna, and he couldn't stop it. It's not his fault that Ignis protected him when he was unconscious. It's not his fault that any of his family comes and goes and that all their reunions are meant to end too soon. It's not his fault that he can't hold all those lights- no one's hands are that big, or that strong. He's allowed to be weaker than his own expectations. It's not his fault.
He wants to believe it. He wants to believe it so, so badly. That there are things he can't control, no matter how hard he tries, and... that not every burden, every fate, every life lost, has to be laid onto his shoulders. The weight of the world already takes up so much space, but not every life will be spared at his expense. He fought hard, he tried hard, he wanted to succeed so desperately, but...]
...It's not... my fault.
[He'll try to believe it. He'll try, he'll try. If he doesn't, the crushing weight of it will kill him long before his father's sword.]
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He wants to believe it. He wants to believe it so, so badly. That there are things he can't control, no matter how hard he tries, and... that not every burden, every fate, every life lost, has to be laid onto his shoulders. The weight of the world already takes up so much space, but not every life will be spared at his expense. He fought hard, he tried hard, he wanted to succeed so desperately, but...]
...It's not... my fault.
[He'll try to believe it. He'll try, he'll try. If he doesn't, the crushing weight of it will kill him long before his father's sword.]