To the original Caius x Lightning fan club !
Claire "Lightning" Farron and Caius Ballad are warriors. In FINAL FANTASY XIII-2, they endlessly warred in Valhalla, a netherworld where time, life, and death hold no meaning, and where chaos reigns. Now, in LIGHTNING RETURNS, she has been tasked with resolving their rivalry... and saving him, as requested by his eternal charge, Yeul.
We see them a few times at war in both FINAL FANTASY XIII-2 and the downloadable scenario REQUIEM OF THE GODDESS. We know what happens at those moments, those flashes of time in a timeless world. But what about between those moments, or their meeting in the world he brought into being? Was it a meeting of circumstance? Or predestined before the world was even born?
Those are the questions we intend to answer. Those are the questions we intend to explore. These are the lives we intend to examine. Caius and Lightning are different, but not completely so. They are imperfect, but they can become complementary halves of a single whole.
Our challenge is to discover how.
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Echoes of Etro 3The light faded just enough to make out a form. Gleaming metal wrapped itself around a winged being shaded in fiery reds and oranges, tipped with white at the edges and on its avian-like face. It seemed to create its own light. The fal'Cie shrieked, seeming to stare through Lightning as she stared back, mouth slightly open in shock.Echoes of Etro 3 by RuneFencer
"I thought that the fal'Cie were-"
Caius interrupted. "Not that one, it appears." He wrapped what was left of his chaosflame around himself and vanished from sight, leaving Lightning completely alone.
Lightning was less than surprised, and she mumbled a few choice words, never taking her eyes off the thing in front of her. What a coward, she thought.
"I'm no slave of the fal'Cie." she said loudly, sliding into a defensive stance. "You're supposed to be dead!" She knew this one. She'd seen it before, though only for a moment.
Phoenix responded only with light. Light was its nature, after all. It shrieked at Lightning, casting out a wave of brilliance that ma
Echoes of Etro 2He brought his blade up in an arc just in time.Echoes of Etro 2 by RuneFencer
Lightning looked almost exhausted, yet her swing was as true as it ever was- the shining tip of the gunblade coming uncomfortably close to his chest before impacting with the battle-scarred steel of his greatsword. In her left hand was a tiny orb of silver light that expanded, striking Caius in the chest with ruinous force.
He fell back and stepped slightly to the right, pivoting on his left leg to present less of a target; her strike this time was far less accurate than the previous, and the bolt of her namesake energy almost pathetically weak in comparison to that which he knew she could command.
What was going on here? Did he even need to fight, with Etro gone? And where was she?
"The cause for which you fought is over, Lightning Farron." he said, locking his eyes to hers.
"You're a lying bastard!" she cried, bringing the gunblade up to strike at Caius once more. Her accuracy was somewhat off, though, and the blade went wide of
Echoes of Etro"The goddess is dead..."Echoes of Etro by RuneFencer
The words echoed in the empty realm, yet it was clear that the speaker expected someone to hear him. Violet-blue
eyes scanned the area, flashing briefly to an infernal red when all he saw was empty space.
"Yuel?" he almost whispered. "Where are you?" He rose from the crystalline throne of Etro and moved forward, his
grace tempered by a sense of urgency. She should be here, damn it! He'd succeeded! The damnable goddess was gone,
her champion lost in crystal sleep... and the other two, well, one was no longer a factor, either!
He supposed he should feel bad about that, but nothing was more important than her. Nothing at all. It was Etro who
had killed Serah Farron, not him. His responsibility to that was limited to the barest echo of remorse, and that,
too, was all right.
Valhalla seemed to be empty, though, and Caius wondered why.
The realm seethed with chaos energy, and though events had weakened his bond to it, the travellers' efforts had
reversed that t
You're My RealityThe inky blackness surrounds her as she sits on the ground. Although it's not even that. All around her is the bleak color of charcoal and it has her wishing there was more color. She closes her pale blue eyes off from the void, taking a deep breath as she calms herself. The soft waves of rose colored hair fall about her shoulders and against her alabaster skin lightly brushed by the sun.You're My Reality by x-chaoticdawn-x
She's a stark reality against the darkness around her, a light in the darkness itself. Deep crimson, gossamer cloths wrap around her body and leave little to the imagination. Not that it bothers her. She's alone and in this place where only she can reach.
Except for one other person – being.
“Lightning...” a deep, sultry voice whispers out to her.
She snaps her eyes open, masking the eager emotions brewing in her heart. She does her best to stay still and not scare away the one she's waiting for. It's been a long time since she's seen him. In fact, that last time she had they
The End of Hearts in ChaosNow that Hearts in Chaos has ended (and I will post the final chapter later today), I wanted to give a bit of an update. I'm working rather feverishly and excitedly on my LR story and am twenty pages into it. There's still more to fill in, as well, so by the time it's released, several chapters will have been written and more will come. As with DoT and HiC, a more polished version will be on FF.Net... but unlike those two stories, besides the prologue chapter, all of the chapters will be on FF.Net. I have several reasons for doing this, but one of them is that the story is going to be so long and involve so much of what I love to write so I feel it should be somewhere it can be properly read without people have to jump back and forth between different pieces just to keep reading it. It's going to be emotionally involving, too, so I hope everyone understands. I only hope I won't disappoint any of you.The End of Hearts in Chaos by GenesisArclite
An ensemble cast will be at the core of the
LRFFXIIII couldn't resist, okay? I got the game and played some of it during my free time and I'm currently on Day Seven.LRFFXIII by MaraudingSeveritus
Right now, I'm a bit sad, disappointed, frustrated and angry.
I just managed to defeat Caius after three tries (holy genie, his attacks are like tantrums, I swear. I was promptly left with only one phoenix down while he took away seven hi-potions and the other phoenix down) BUT THE SCENE AFTER THE BATTLE--
I knew it was bound to happen. I knew he couldn't be saved, but god freaking damn it, I wanted to save him more than anyone else. "She is but a child. And a child needs to be looked after. Especially when she is doomed to stay in the Chaos." CAIUS, NO, KEEP YOUR DADDY INSTINCTS AT BAY I-- -falls down and weeps-
I'm not gonna lie. I legitimately cried tears of frustration but in the end I had to accept that his soul cannot be liberated.
I always knew there would be no happy ending for him and Lightning, but my heart still pleads for them t
LRFFXIII In-Game Screenshots + Stupid CommentsI managed to salvage all these screenshots I got using the Outerworld services from my Twitter. -lol-LRFFXIII In-Game Screenshots + Stupid Comments by MaraudingSeveritus
I'm going to post them over here just because I can. :L
And also to provide myself and some people some amusement.
Hello, Hope. You're a child again. Congrats on the eternal youth.
Hello, mini-Serah-lookalike that keeps appearing throughout the game. You're not allowed in this place.
"Here. Let me just flip my hair seductively--"
"Look at all these rose petals (minus the shoujo sparkles because admit it, I'm a bishoujo) surrounding my amazing physique. Bow down before the Saviour."
The things you have to bloody do as the Saviour just to obtain a stupid dress.
OH MY FRICK. SNOW, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO--!
OKAY, OKAY, I GET IT. THE FUN AND GAMES ARE OVER. CAN WE PLEASE SKIP THE HEART ACHE?! I CAN'T HANDLE H
On Caius BalladI've been thinking about this subject for a while - how to word it, how long it should be, how many reasons I can come up with - and finally decided to just take the plunge and find out what I can cough up. Life's gotten better, much less stressful, and I'm able to dream again about the things I want to do in life now that some more immediate crises have been taken care of. So, here I am, wasting a little time writing this up, not trying to change any minds or turn any worlds upside down (but if I do, hey, that's cool too) and relax a little before I go off to do some actual work.On Caius Ballad by GenesisArclite
Caius is different. Completely different. A lot of people say he's a purple Sephiroth, or that he's just like Kefka, or Kuja, or whatever. I disagree. He's unique in my eyes, unique within at least the majority of the FF games that I have seen, played, or read about. Vanille used to be my favorite character from the Final Fantasy XIII trilogy, but come Lightning Returns, Caius has become my
Dance to the DeathHeels clicking against the stone floor, pulse pounding in her head, the young warrior made her way down the corridor to the doors which held her fate. Columns of grey marble glowed in the moonlight that streamed in from the scattered skylights above her, casting eerie shadows around her. The corridor opened before her like a creature's gaping maw, its columns its teeth, threatening to devour her. Every instinct told her to turn and run, but she knew if she did, the guards would retrieve her and drag her back. So she pressed on.Dance to the Death by ReflectTheLight
Her white silken gown swished around her body as she moved, the loose fabric around her bust drawing together into a bodice decorated with delicate embroidery and beading before giving way to the skirt that brushed against her legs and the weapons she had secretly strapped to her legs. Gossamer fabric covered her shoulders before bunching above her elbows and falling to her wrists. It was a gown fit for a goddess, and within the hour, it would accompany her to t
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