ext_158887 ([identity profile] seta-suzume.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] 31_days2011-01-04 04:48 pm

[Jan. 4] [Suikoden III] Become a Footnote in this History

Title: Become a Footnote in this History
Day/Theme: Jan. 4, 2011 "Just a little bit of history repeating"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Hikusaak, etc.
Rating: PG


"'I will fix this country," he said. He was an idealist. He wouldn't have said it if he hadn't meant it. But just because he meant it didn't mean he could accomplish it. ...At least not for more than a secluded moment in time. You see, Hikusaak was an optimist and optimists don't build for the long run. They build for the time-being," the priest explained.

The children listened, nodded. Yes, yes, the Chief Priest Hikusaak. They knew this story, they had learned the lessons their elders wanted them to learn.

"Well, he ruled for a long time. And he did rule well for part of it, but that's not necessarily something to be proud of. Even with the benefit of hindsight, can one really say whether or not it would've been better for someone to succeed him or overturn his creation sooner? Various scholars trumpet various theories, but really it's impossible to tell.

"In any case, change eventually came. As it always eventually does."

The priest seemed to enjoy the telling of this loosely defined tale, no matter how many times he told it. The children didn't know why. Somehow it must've resonated with him.

"Hikusaak had a son unwilling to rest his whole life through upon the laurels bestowed on him by his father. This was the obedient son, the quiet son. But he was only quiet and obedient to a point. He grew up slow, but growing up is what sons do. And when he was finally grown, to be a man in mind, not just in years, he was not like his father. Hikusaak's son was a realist.

"He followed his father in creating something new, but he did not keep what he'd made. He would, he said, repeat, the mistakes of his father. That absolute power would corrupt absolutely. So, he took the symbolic crown from his head and threw it down. He gave up his power, even though he realized that by stepping down he would be forced to live with the worry that he would live to see the land he loved ruled poorly.

"No man, you see, can long be the king he wants to be," the priest finished.

The children sat quietly for a few moments, waiting for him to speak again, if only to dismiss them. When he did not, and only continued to stare out into the distance, they quietly rose and left him.