In the end, Kefka was right. The only thing she could ever accomplish was destruction - her power could never help anyone, wasn't meant to help anyone.

It was meant to destroy everything.

It started with Crmsn - strange and friendly, his alien kindness hard to grasp, his bones shattering under a Graviga as she screamed in fear. Her flames consumed the house, bright red licking at the sky as she fled - what was happening? Tears filled her eyes as she tried to understand, not wanting to believe that was her fault.

It continued with Princess Twilight, the author of her hope. The phrase 'you don't have to kill anymore' turned to ashes in Terra's mouth, flowing out and mingling with the ashes of the gentle librarian who had spoken so kindly to her. As knowledge burned around her, Terra fled from the ashes of a dream.

The third was Dust, who understood her, and who she had hoped she would be able to understand in turn. Her denial broke on the blade of his understanding, even as her power preserved him perfectly in ice. Her tears freeze as they slide down her face, and within her something else freezes as well. Terra levitates Maduin's magicite out of her cloak and places it with Dust, her determination a jagged thing of crystalline spikes as she brings her sword to bear.

The last will be Terra herself.