"Firion: Impossible. I have friends who share my dream. As long as my friends are here, the dream will never fade. You could never erase our hopes for the future!"

"Emperor Mateus: You and your pathetic dream. I should erase such flights of fancy. You're far better off as just a tool."

"Firion: I will not lose to one who calls me a tool of war!"

"Emperor Mateus: You've came."

"Firion: Many people lose their lives in times of war...They may die trying to protect friend, or trying to give strength to others. But in the end, they died. And there are others who lose hope, and grieve...A future where happiness blooms like a wild rose...That's what I'm fighting for!"

"Firion: And you can. I promise."

"(She fades away)"

"Cosmos: I wish I could have such a dream..."

"Firion: Cosmos..You're right. It is my dream, and it is up to me to seize it."

"Cosmos: It's a beautiful dream. A dream that was born out of none other than you. If you were a mere tool, you would not have such a dream."

"Firion: Wild roses...My dream is a world filled with wild roses. When the battle is over, I want to fill the world with flowers. A world where we can overcome what we have lost, where even the rain and the wind can provide us with strength..."

"Cosmos: Tell me your dream---and the future you for it in your heart."

"Firion: But my dream is nothing special. It's more like...just a childish dream."

"Cosmos: That is untrue. You do have a goal. A dream that you have kept inside your heart for a long time."

"Firion: I...never had a specific objective I could call my own...like winning against my father, or fighting alongside my brother. I just wanted to bring an end to the conflict. It's like the Emperor said. I'm only a tool without a will of my own."

"Cosmos: Have you lost yours?"

"Firion: The paths they chose..."

"Cosmos: Yes. Because they never stopped walking down the paths they chose."

"Firion: They've done it...They've really done it!"

"Cosmos: Cloud, Cecil, and Tidus have each obtained their crystals."

"Firion: Cosmos!"

"Firion: Of course I do! I must bring an end to this conflict!"

"Emperor Mateus: Then do you know what it is that you must do?"

"Firion: Emperor! They have only only gone to do what they must!"

"Emperor Mateus: It looks like you are all alone. Have all your friends abandoned you?"

"Emperor Mateus: You've already lost. This world's demise has begin and I will reign supreme."

"Cid of the Lufaine: Firion, the warrior with master over eight kinds of weapons--His journey began alongside Cloud, Cecil, and Tidus, yet the paths to their individual goals led them to separate and reunite. Now, Firion and Tidus are at a crossroad as each continues to search for his journey's end--"

"Warrior of Light: This ends here!"

"Garland: Begone!"

"Warrior of Light: The cycle is not yet over. I will have to face Garland again unless we win the real conflict. No matter how many times darkness threatens to swallow the world--the light will always be with us."

"Garland: What would happen to the gods if all the crystal were gathered? What would to world it its cycle of conflicts was suddenly broken? Not even the gods could foresee the bedlam that awaits...We shall meet again---in the near future."

"Warrior of Light: What did you say?"

"Garland: And even put an end to the gods' existence."

"Warrior of Light: Then it has the power to bring this conflict to a close."

"Garland: So you've obtained it? The Crystal holds the power to sever the shackles of time itself."

"Warrior of Light: That light...The Crystal!"

"Garland: End it if you can!"

"Warrior of Light: Destiny--ends here!"

"[The Warrior jumps back]"

"Garland: We will never come to accept one another. We shall always be in conflict!"

"[They clash blades]"

"Garland: This is the cycle of battle!"

"Warrior of Light: Come, light!"

"(Warrior of Light charges at Garland)"