It was the first time Ignis had told anyone. Not even his dear friend and confidant Gladio knew the heavy burden Ignis had carried in the back of his mind in the long years since Altissia. The sight of his king, pinned to the throne like a butterfly. The pale cast to skin gone cold. The knowledge that those beautiful eyes that rivaled a clear night sky that would never open again.
"... years ago. When I went to the altar at Altissia to save you. I was... gifted a vision of it and it's haunted me ever since. Why do you think I did everything I could to keep you from that fate? Knowing what that damned Ring will ask of you is vastly different than seeing it. Feeling it and don't think I don't remember how it felt. I won't let you go through it alone. I won't."
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It was the first time Ignis had told anyone. Not even his dear friend and confidant Gladio knew the heavy burden Ignis had carried in the back of his mind in the long years since Altissia. The sight of his king, pinned to the throne like a butterfly. The pale cast to skin gone cold. The knowledge that those beautiful eyes that rivaled a clear night sky that would never open again.
"... years ago. When I went to the altar at Altissia to save you. I was... gifted a vision of it and it's haunted me ever since. Why do you think I did everything I could to keep you from that fate? Knowing what that damned Ring will ask of you is vastly different than seeing it. Feeling it and don't think I don't remember how it felt. I won't let you go through it alone. I won't."