Virion → Kjelle

[yoyake]

Virion: My dear Kjelle, it is you! I thought I caught
the scent of nobility when first I arrived...
What a joy to encounter a beauty of your
caliber in so dreary a place as this.
Kjelle: Father...?! Is it really you?
But...but you're dead!
Virion: Dead? What force could possibly stay
a man of such matchless vigor as I?
A jealous god in a fit of pique, perhaps...
But certainly no mortal hand.
Kjelle: Gods, it really IS you...
Who else talks like that?
But...how can you be alive?
Virion: Alas, I am no man of this world, my dear.
Unfortunately, I cannot call you my child.
Kjelle: Huh? You're from a different world?!
Will you...be staying?
Virion: I am afraid my time here is fleeting.
Like a flower that reveals its vivid majesty
only to be scattered to the four winds...
Indeed, perhaps it would have been
kinder had we never met at all.
Kjelle: I...I see.
But before you go, there's something
I always wanted to say to my father...
I know you aren't him...but I'll never
have a chance like this again, so...
Can I say it to you instead?
Virion: But of course, my dear.
Kjelle: Father...
What lord has ever fought harder or more
bravely in defense of his subjects than you?
I will never forget the courage you showed
in defending your people against the Risen.
And when it cost you your life, I only
admired you more.
It was your example that inspired me to
become the person I am--the warrior I am.
All my life, I have only ever wanted to
protect people as you once did.
I know you aren't really my father, but...
thank you for letting me say that.
Virion: ......
Kjelle: Are you...crying?
Virion: Wh-what? Men of nobility never cry!
I...simply had dust in my eye.
...Yet I will not deny there was a
rare beauty in your sentiment.
The thought of having to abandon so
precious a child is truly heartbreaking...
Kjelle: Thank you, Father.
For coming here. For everything.
I promise I'll never forget this.