Categories > Anime/Manga > Full Metal Alchemist > Guilty Confession
Guilty Confession
0 ReviewsEdward Elric's angst filled musings.
Guilty Confession
I confess did something that was forbidden, and I never paid enough of a price, that was and maybe still is, my belief. That would explain this willing torture; the abandonment of everything I love and firmly think I do not deserve.
Mother died, she died because I, the oldest son, did not even notice her illness. Father left long ago, my younger brother, though born only a year after me, I think was still too young. It was my responsibility to at least notice, and I didn't.
On her death bed she had one last wish. She was surrounded by her two sons and her dearest friends, but she wished to see her husband, I knew it even if she did not say it. Instead she asked foe something else, she asked for flowers, she asked me to get those flowers, and I didn't. I helplessly held her hand, cried and yelled in desperation like the child I was, but shouldn't have been, because she, and my brother needed me to grow up, but I didn't, I never did.
After mother died my dark ambition began, I disrespected life itself attempting to revive her and created a monster that later took the lives of many innocent people. That's not all, my brother, my only family, since I did not consider my father as such, lost his entire body, and I selfishly brought him back.
Refusing to lose my brother, I called his soul and imprisoned it in armor. I was desperate and in pain, as I had lost a leg during the attempt to revive mother, and the creation of the monster who was not like her at all. They might have looked alike, but hat creature was not my kind mother.
I offered my remaining leg, both arms and my heart, in exchange for my brother. I was stupid thinking that any part of my body was worth the same as a soul, it was not, but for some reason the law of equivalent exchange was bend with mercy towards him, not me I'm sure for I deserved none, and he was brought back after my arm was ripped off.
I bled, almost to death, until the possessed armor carried me to the home of our childhood friend to receive medical attention, and I was saved.
After that my life revolved around the quest of restoring my brother's and my bodies back to normal. Mine was never restored, I did not deserve it.
Preparing for the journey I replaced my missing arm and leg with robotic components called auto-mail. They worked quite well, maybe better than the originals, but I wanted to be fully human again.
I realized how much pain I caused my brother, my dear brother who warned me not to try to revive mother. It was I who pushed him into it and cause this tragedy. Hen I brought him back and we traveled, I thought he needed me, but I needed him.
People where frightened at the suspicious armored being, not knowing that it was empty armor with a kind, gentle soul. My brother lost his childhood, being treated as a grown up, and sometimes dangerous man, though he was neither.
My mistakes continued, until one day I put myself out of my misery in exchange for saving my brother, but even then it did not end. Death's sweet embrace was not for me, it was not yet time for me to see mother. Then again, how could I face her knowing I created a monster trying to bring her back?
That world, that harsh world was my punishment, I was sure. I drifted endlessly stripped of the powers I once commanded so easily. Alchemy, my magic, my dream, my fantasy, my power, my life and my downfall, it was gone. Weak and helpless, I kept going, until one day my brother found me, and my father, whom I no longer blamed as I did in the past, because the fault could only be mine, sacrificed himself to send me home.
When I finally returned to my world, I was given a new arm and leg, upgraded, strong, and artistically designed; I was given my powers back, with alchemic magic that maybe only my brother could match. I was given everything in a silver platter and i refused it, I did not deserve it.
Because of my foolishness, an evil was unleashed on the world; and for the cause of my return, another evil was unleashed. It was my fault and my punishment would be to give up all my power and dedicate my life to stopping it. Inside I was dead, as I watched my brother in pain because I left him to go back to the harsh world he worked so hard to rescue me from. My father's sacrifice was in vain, and my brother, I did not deserve such a wonderful brother.
When I arrived at the place of my punishment, the harsh empty world, I try to make it feel like my own, though it wasn't. I realized then, that the young man who had helped me when I was lost there, was also killed because of me. He had been like another brother and he was gone. But the biggest pain was seeing my little brother had followed me. He sacrificed his life, his power, his name, and the chance to live a happy life next to his friends, just to be with me, because I still need him, and he knows it, but I don't deserve it.
I confess, I crossed the lines of life and death, I disrespected nature, I hurt those whom I was meant to protect, I denied my mother's dying wish, I made my father's sacrifice be in vain, I ruined my younger brother's life in more ways I could even begin to describe, and I abandoned my friends. I confessed that I regret all of this, and that if I was given another chance, I would do things very differently; but I confess I don't deserve it.
End
Just so you know, Ed is one of my favorites, it's just that the story is supposed to be angsty. Disclaimer, I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist. Witten for Snow's Confession challenge at community DOT livejournal DOT com SLASH plot UNDERSCORE whole.
I confess did something that was forbidden, and I never paid enough of a price, that was and maybe still is, my belief. That would explain this willing torture; the abandonment of everything I love and firmly think I do not deserve.
Mother died, she died because I, the oldest son, did not even notice her illness. Father left long ago, my younger brother, though born only a year after me, I think was still too young. It was my responsibility to at least notice, and I didn't.
On her death bed she had one last wish. She was surrounded by her two sons and her dearest friends, but she wished to see her husband, I knew it even if she did not say it. Instead she asked foe something else, she asked for flowers, she asked me to get those flowers, and I didn't. I helplessly held her hand, cried and yelled in desperation like the child I was, but shouldn't have been, because she, and my brother needed me to grow up, but I didn't, I never did.
After mother died my dark ambition began, I disrespected life itself attempting to revive her and created a monster that later took the lives of many innocent people. That's not all, my brother, my only family, since I did not consider my father as such, lost his entire body, and I selfishly brought him back.
Refusing to lose my brother, I called his soul and imprisoned it in armor. I was desperate and in pain, as I had lost a leg during the attempt to revive mother, and the creation of the monster who was not like her at all. They might have looked alike, but hat creature was not my kind mother.
I offered my remaining leg, both arms and my heart, in exchange for my brother. I was stupid thinking that any part of my body was worth the same as a soul, it was not, but for some reason the law of equivalent exchange was bend with mercy towards him, not me I'm sure for I deserved none, and he was brought back after my arm was ripped off.
I bled, almost to death, until the possessed armor carried me to the home of our childhood friend to receive medical attention, and I was saved.
After that my life revolved around the quest of restoring my brother's and my bodies back to normal. Mine was never restored, I did not deserve it.
Preparing for the journey I replaced my missing arm and leg with robotic components called auto-mail. They worked quite well, maybe better than the originals, but I wanted to be fully human again.
I realized how much pain I caused my brother, my dear brother who warned me not to try to revive mother. It was I who pushed him into it and cause this tragedy. Hen I brought him back and we traveled, I thought he needed me, but I needed him.
People where frightened at the suspicious armored being, not knowing that it was empty armor with a kind, gentle soul. My brother lost his childhood, being treated as a grown up, and sometimes dangerous man, though he was neither.
My mistakes continued, until one day I put myself out of my misery in exchange for saving my brother, but even then it did not end. Death's sweet embrace was not for me, it was not yet time for me to see mother. Then again, how could I face her knowing I created a monster trying to bring her back?
That world, that harsh world was my punishment, I was sure. I drifted endlessly stripped of the powers I once commanded so easily. Alchemy, my magic, my dream, my fantasy, my power, my life and my downfall, it was gone. Weak and helpless, I kept going, until one day my brother found me, and my father, whom I no longer blamed as I did in the past, because the fault could only be mine, sacrificed himself to send me home.
When I finally returned to my world, I was given a new arm and leg, upgraded, strong, and artistically designed; I was given my powers back, with alchemic magic that maybe only my brother could match. I was given everything in a silver platter and i refused it, I did not deserve it.
Because of my foolishness, an evil was unleashed on the world; and for the cause of my return, another evil was unleashed. It was my fault and my punishment would be to give up all my power and dedicate my life to stopping it. Inside I was dead, as I watched my brother in pain because I left him to go back to the harsh world he worked so hard to rescue me from. My father's sacrifice was in vain, and my brother, I did not deserve such a wonderful brother.
When I arrived at the place of my punishment, the harsh empty world, I try to make it feel like my own, though it wasn't. I realized then, that the young man who had helped me when I was lost there, was also killed because of me. He had been like another brother and he was gone. But the biggest pain was seeing my little brother had followed me. He sacrificed his life, his power, his name, and the chance to live a happy life next to his friends, just to be with me, because I still need him, and he knows it, but I don't deserve it.
I confess, I crossed the lines of life and death, I disrespected nature, I hurt those whom I was meant to protect, I denied my mother's dying wish, I made my father's sacrifice be in vain, I ruined my younger brother's life in more ways I could even begin to describe, and I abandoned my friends. I confessed that I regret all of this, and that if I was given another chance, I would do things very differently; but I confess I don't deserve it.
End
Just so you know, Ed is one of my favorites, it's just that the story is supposed to be angsty. Disclaimer, I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist. Witten for Snow's Confession challenge at community DOT livejournal DOT com SLASH plot UNDERSCORE whole.
Log in to rate and review this story