I looked over the landscape. It wasn't the landscape from before. Before Kefka. Before the Ruin. Before the new war of the Magi.

I damned them. Kefka, Gastahl, the goddesses, and even myself. Myself for starting this war. For bringing about the ruin. Only it wasn't me, was it? I looked at my hands.

Could I have done this? Could I be responsible for all this carnage? It's my fault. All my fault. I started this mess, the new war began because of me.

I found myself walking down a hall. On the walls were paintings. Paintings of the carnage, of the horror, of the trajedy of the ruin.

I came to the end of the hallway. The paintings stopped. In there place were people. Some from the past, some from the present. First was Celes.

"Why, Terra?" she asked. "Why did you do this? Is it for revenge? For your father? What?"

The next was Locke. "Why? Is it because you don't like us? Do you hate us? What did we do?"

Next stood Leo. "Was it for revenge?" he asked, almost to himself. "I'm sorry about what we did to the espers, but that's no reason to take it out on us."

And finnaly, stood Kefka. "Yes, yes! Burn everything!" he then turned to face me. "Ah, Terra. You've surved me well."

I opened my mouth, trying to speek. Nothing came out. "You've surved me better then those fools in the empire. You know, Terra. Your just like me. Everybody you hated. For what they did, to you, to your family. You wanted them to die!"

I tried to protest, nothing came out. "How ironic. You've been surving the very thing that you hate the most!"

"Phunbaba's coming again!" a young voice yelled, snapping me back into reality.

Instantly I got up, wondering. Why were they all in my dreams? Why didn't I say anything to Kefka? Was it because it was the truth?

I ran outside, watching what was happening. Phunbaba stood, fighting Celes and Locke. The fight was going bad. Phunbaba was not only physicly strong, but knew level-three magic.

I closed my eyes. hat should I do? Should I fight? Should I morph? Will I go cravy again? but he's about to hurt the children. I can't allow that.

"Terra, catch!" I heard Celes yell. She threw the Atma Weapon to me. Turning swiftly on my heel, I blocked Phunbaba's arm with the shining blue blade.

He threw me back into a house. I knew what to do. Morph. I could feel it, my body change, slowly turning into my esper form.

Phunbaba jumped back, glowing an eerie blue. He was charging, preparing for a Giga volt attack.

I jumped back. Felling the power. Every molecule, every atom, every iota of my being felt charged. I closed my eyes, leting the magitek energy flow through my body.

My eyes snapped open. I could see the other spell coming at me. Like a great green serpent. "Ultima!" I yelled. The blue dome enveloped me. Repelling and cancelling the bolt. Dispelling any effect it could do.

The globe of magitek power continued expanding. Untill it envoloped Phunbaba. It then exploded reducing Phunbaba to ashes.

"Mama, Mama!" a young boy asked. "Are you alright."

I smiled. Human or esper, I was Terra.