Not -THAT- Kuja.

You make yourself strong because it’s expected of you. You become confident because someone beside you is unsure. You turn into the person others need you to be.

to hear him simply utter the word drew her lips into a genuine grin. it truly did not mean a single thing to the scholar, and yet, to be speaking of Witch was satisfying, even in simplicity. ❝Witch is everything to the people who’ve faced the corruption I told you about. She isn’t just a Queen, but she’s the Queen incarnated from the hopes of people in time of great need. She is better than the others because her existence is for the sole benefit of those who have suffered at the hands of the immoral matriarch. She’s what we call ❛the Living Myth.❜❞

The ‘Living Myth?’ Sounds like a myth, alright.  A myth and a great deal of wishful thinking.  A way to end up pinned beneath the thumb of yet another Queen, in time.  Kuja wouldn’t have been surprised to learn this “Witch” story had been started by the Queens themselves - if nothing else, it seemed to be preventing the Eyriens from performing any kind of direct assault upon the Queens. If it was a plot by the matriarchs themselves, it was an impressive one... but this was none of his concern; it wasn’t his war, after all, and it wasn’t his people.

Hold him gently in your hands. He has been cracked enough as it is, and his heart is more shattered than he lets on.

Growing: An Origins Drabble

❝I’ve never liked surprises.❞