So I saw that there’s a trophy for dying 10 times in the story mode of FFXV : A King’s Tale, so I went for it and purposely died 10 times…
Actually, make that 20+ times because I struck a dialogue gold mine with this game. Let me tell you, there’s like over 20 different dialogues for dying and for other instances so it’s hard to get the same thing twice.
And if you think Noctis is a little smartass twink, GUESS WHERE IT CAME FROM??
Noct was savage straight from the womb, but Regis isn’t taking it easy either lmao
A/N: Okay! I hope I did this picture justice with my writing. I won’t lie that I teared up. I did end up crying because I could just feel the pain. But I don’t have children so I can’t imagine the torment of losing a spouse and having a child to take care of. I hope you all enjoy it!
‘It was difficult. It was more than difficult. The first few days were just madness. The shock had settled in. It was numbing. The world around just passed like nothing had changed.
But mine did.’
Regis held Aulea’s hand until the last moment. He watched as her chest rose and fell for the last time, the light leaves her eyes, and her hand falls limp in his. She was gone. His queen, his wife, the mother of his son, and more importantly, his best friend. It had only taken a moment, but to Regis watching his beloved leave him, took centuries. All he could do was sit there holding his breath and staring at her.
Regis swallowed hard to fight the tears. There were many in the room for this moment. Her personal servants who thought the world of her, the doctor and his nurses who did everything in their power, and of course, the royal shield.
Clarus moved to his long time friend and king. “Regis…” He said breaking down formalities for a moment.
“Leave me…” He whispered kissing the hand of his beloved softly.