I stood there, on her doorstep. Through the rain, through the hail. They were sharing their final moments together I didn’t want to disturb that. But, it did hurt seeing her like that... I guess I should explain.
In my sleep, I felt something, I saw something. That something was Corelle, she was alone, sad and crying and I tried my best to help her. But asleep, I could do nothing. Then I saw Time enter her life and well... look what happened. Now I felt determined to set things straight. I was determined to make her happy again. I waited in that rain until the morning. That was when I knocked on her door.
“Ahh, Corelle, I have a proposition for you.” I ran a hand through my hair, making the black mess stick up in spikes.
She stood with her arms loosely folded, her perfect hair framing her sculpted face, her tail curling around her side and her ears twitching cautiously, “war?”
"I will fix your life for you. In return, I would like something from you."
"What do you mean? How can you fix my life?" Well, I didn’t mean it like that. I can’t fix her life. I can only attempt to make it better.
"I can talk to Death, I can talk to Time. I can talk to the Gods. On my honour I will beg them to see this from a reasonable perspective." I shook myself like a big dog and sighed, "the only thing I can't fix is the pain."
"Pain is necessary," She said dismissively. "What are you proposing? And what is the price?"
"I am proposing that I sort out the Gods."
"Sort out? What make them stop hating me?"
"Yes. Make them all back off,” I suppose I should explain. I am War, but War is not strictly between only humans. Gods fight too and when they do, worlds are born and destroyed. That’s why none of them awoke me. They’re all scared of me. They’re all frightened of what I’ll do, and they should be. But, I am sick of myself. I just want a little bit of peace. Yes, I realise the irony.
"Right. But you still haven't told me what you want in return.” I don’t know what I did to make her hate me so but, she seemed really harsh...
"I haven't decided. You may choose what you wish to give me." I am no fool; I know what I could demand for what I was proposing to do. I didn’t want to push her away; I wanted her to accept my proposal.
"That is most kind of you. I could give you something insignificant and yet you let me choose." She paused. "What's going to happen with Lune?" I murmured.
"I'm afraid nothing can be done." This hurt me, because I knew that it would hurt her.
She nodded, swallowing hard. "Can I see Mune?"
"Is that what you really want?"
"Yeah. I'm upset and confused. And guilty.”
"Why are you guilty?"
"Because I still love Mune. After everything." This made me freeze, it made me think.
I paused still and swallowed, "As you wish." This is for her, I reminded myself. This is for her.