"Summoners challenge the bringer of death, Sin, and die doing so. Guardians give their lives to protect their summoner. The fayth are the souls of the dead. Even the maesters of Yevon are unsent. Spira is full of death... only Sin is reborn, and then only to bring more death. It is a cycle of death, spiraling endlessly."

"Every story must have an ending."

"Don't look to others for knowledge. This is your story."

"Jecht... Braska..."

"What a mess..."

"Unbelievable..."

"Think later, Yuna!"

"Pray! Now!"

"Some can't wait to die!"

"Your pain shall be two-fold!"

"You rely too much on your magicks!"

"That's how it's done!"

"You remind me of myself. Before, the closer we got to Zanarkand, the more I wondered. When we arrived, Braska would call the Final Aeon. He would fight Sin, then die. I thought my mind was made up long before, but as I stood here my resolve wavered."

"Ha! Legendary guardian? I was just a boy. A boy about your age actually. I wanted to change the world too, but I changed nothing. That is my story."

"Ten years ago...I honored Jecht's last words, and travelled to Zanarkand. I planned to stay there, watching over you. But when Sin attacked Zanarkand that day, I changed my mind. Outside the dream world, life can be harsh - even cruel. But it is life. He wanted you to have a shot at life. I saw it in Sin's eyes. That's why I brought you here, to Spira."

"It's been... long enough. This is your world now."

"Hey! You okay?"

"Long time ago, there were a whole lot of cities in Spira. Big cities with machina-machines-to run 'em. People played all day and let the machina do the work. And then, well, take a look. Sin came, and destroyed the machina cities. And Zanarkand along with 'em. Yeah, that was about a thousand years ago, just like you said. If you asked me, Sin's our punishment for letting things get out of hand. What gets me, though...is we gotta suffer, 'cause of what some goofballs did way back when! 'Course, we must always repent for our sins! That's important! It's just that, it's hard to keep at it sometimes, you know?"

"This is the only time! The players fight with all their strength: the fans cheer for their favorite team. They forget pain, suffering... Only the game matters! That's why blitz has been around for so long. Least that's what I think."

"Du-u-u-u-de! Our Team is gonna rock, ya?"

"Nope, we got a new goal now! Our new goal...is victory! To win every match, defeat every opposing team! To bring the Crystal Cup back to our island! That's all we need to do to win! Easy, ya?"

"Those sand-blasted grease monkeys!"

"We were just worried you guys might've gone crazy!"

"A summoner with bed hair! What's the world comin' to?"

"Why build a city over a river, ya?"

"This can't be happening..."

"Boom! Like happy festival fireworks, ya?"

"Why didn't I just shut my big mouth...?"

"They treated us like dirt..."

"Disappear on us, will ya? Rotten son of a shoopuf!"

"She'll tell us when she's ready, so just hold your chocobos until then, ya?"

"Let's give Rikku a kick in the butt and go, eh?"

"SON OF A SHOOPUFF!"

"It's over!"

"Traitors, coming through!"

"I can't believe we're gonna fight Lady Yunalesca! Gimme a break!"

"When we used to blitz together, Chappu used to say...he said that—when we win the cup ya?—he'd propose to Lulu. Then one day he goes off and becomes a Crusader. just like that!"

"What are you doing here? Didn't think we'd be able to handle it?"

"He's dead, okay? Dead! (referring to Chappu)"

"Excuses again?"

"Wakka's... a bit lacking in the imagination department."

"You truly are clueless. Are you sure it's just your memory that's the problem? The dead need guidance. Filled with grief over their own death, they refuse to face their fate. They yearn to live on, and resent those still alive. You see, they envy the living. And in time, that envy turns to anger, even hate. Should these souls remain in Spira, they become fiends that prey on the living. Sad, isn't it? The sending takes them to the Farplane, where they may rest in peace."

"Yuna chose her own path. She knew from the beginning what it meant. All we can do is protect her along the way. Until the end."

"Amazing. Simply amazing. You make up one theory after another, refusing to face the simple truth. Sin didn't take Chappu anywhere. Sin crushed him and left him on the Djose shore! Your brother won't just pop back. Oh, and one more thing. No matter how much you want it, no one can take Chappu's place. No one can replace Sir Jecht, for that matter. And there's no replacement for Lord Braksa, either. It's pointless to think about it, and sad."

"I hope you hurt them."

"Not the most... graceful win. If it was Chappu, he'd still be standing."