[Hope smiles a little-- ruefully, but it's the first sign of an expression other than soul-crushing pain over the memories.] No, we weren't.

Things still happened as they wanted though, just not the exact way that they wanted it to be.

We fought the fal'Cie that had been taunting us the entire time, and then eventually our Focus' target-- the fal'Cie supplying power to Cocoon and keeping it afloat about Gran Pulse. We didn't mean to, obviously, but it had appeared suddenly, and we had no choice.

We killed it, obviously, but along with it, the other Cocoon fal'Cie died as well and without that one fal'Cie's support, Cocoon fell. But our two Pulsian friends and another of us Cocoon citizens had stopped it from crashing into Gran Pulse. [These memories are false, he knows, brought on by a paradox, but he cant help but still be pained by just recalling them. Because it doesn't change the fact that Fang and Vanille are still crystal, and Lightning had been taken from them.] They transformed into a crystal pillar that held up Cocoon.

Everyone was relatively safe, but without power and without the fal'Cie, we all had to move out of our old homes and settle in Gran Pulse.