Perfectly Imperfect

𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕟

Long Have I Waited For You...

FFIV (for FF2 as I knew it then) was my entry into the Final Fantasy series. I was ten at the time and it mesmerized me. I loved the characters, the story, the music. It was my first RPG and it began what was one of my first true passions in life.

Endwalker has been an expansion that felt specially catered to players like myself who grew up with the classic entries on the NES/SNES. Seeing everything re-imagined, and even made better in ways, rekindled my love for FFIV.

"My dormant brethren, dream now of a dark tomorrow. By our gathered might must we reclaim these vain reflections. In Zodiark’s name, I beseech you!"

Kalla, Dominant of Hades

In the shroud of the forest, his image illuminated by punctuations of gun light from the battle before him, Leif never imagined he would someday wield that steel, feel the heat of gunpowder from the trigger side of the barrel, listen as his own summoned bullets tear through his targets like paper.

He never thought he would realize how seductively easy it is to take a life with such a weapon.

He would not regret until his hatred is spent with the last fired shot.