You're not fighting Bahamut, my dear. He's a god the size of a building, you'd have trouble reaching him.
[Ardyn laughed hollowly, with a playfully light tug on a half-finished braid to discourage the idea.]
He resembled Noctis as he is now, or...I think that he did, to my best recollection. Hardly an exact copy, but the blue eyes are unmistakable. The most striking difference I can place is that Izunia had red hair instead of black--darker than mine, I think he took after our father.
[...]
It's...not 'funny', hardly at all. I hate him, even now. If I were ever to see him again, I'd be likely to kill him on the spot. Yet at the same time, I-...miss him, in some strange measure. I never found out what became of him after my exile; after he'd eradicated all mention of me from history. If he or my Shield ever thought of when I was still human, or if they even cared to remember.
...I don't know if my little brother died with regrets.
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[Ardyn laughed hollowly, with a playfully light tug on a half-finished braid to discourage the idea.]
He resembled Noctis as he is now, or...I think that he did, to my best recollection. Hardly an exact copy, but the blue eyes are unmistakable. The most striking difference I can place is that Izunia had red hair instead of black--darker than mine, I think he took after our father.
[...]
It's...not 'funny', hardly at all. I hate him, even now. If I were ever to see him again, I'd be likely to kill him on the spot. Yet at the same time, I-...miss him, in some strange measure. I never found out what became of him after my exile; after he'd eradicated all mention of me from history. If he or my Shield ever thought of when I was still human, or if they even cared to remember.
...I don't know if my little brother died with regrets.