Ragnarok. Come Day of Wrath, O Pulse l'Cie. Embrace thy fate, thine home to burn. That fallen souls might bare our plea..To hasten the Divine's return. O piteous Wanderer, Ragnarok Make of this day a brave epoch. Deliever the Divine, Ragnarok.

The smell of greenery and the lush flowers had long gone.
With battered signs and buildings left to signify the passing of time and man.
What is left are only crystal dust

Despite the strong sunlight and relative warmth of the air,
this bleak landscape evokes an unsettling chill.
Hoping to change their fate upon their return
Their final glimpse of their home.


This land of Oerba.

原来，所有人都是骗子。

不过，最大的骗子，
还是我自己。

Knowing you'll always be welcomed, no matter how much has changed...That's what having a home is all about


When it comes to family or home, we never keep either as close as we should. Who ever stops to think that this time could be their last?

Make my wish come true, let darkness slip aside
Hiding all our hope, mocking what we treasure
Battles we can win, if we believe our souls
Hang in for the light, till dawn
Fate will not leave you, Hate will not heal you
Pray and one day, peace shall flow everywhere