Playboy.

Such an ugly word, yet can be applied with the most endearing of affection. Why does a man such as Edgar-- strong, intelligent, royalty-- seem to fail in his endeavours, even with the kingdom's female population supposedly at his feet? Why does he chase girl after girl, why does every encounter start with flirtation, ends without fruition?

Actual lechery, with all its frustration?

Repressed homosexuality?

Or unbeknownst to any, the seeds of self-contempt?

We've always attributed his sacrifice of freedom to love, the love for a brother that cannot be equaled. How many can find satisfaction in someone who understands you less, who knows you less, who loves you less than the twin with whom you've shared everything?

Brother complexes are more frequent in Japanese exported popular culture, found in series such as Clover, Angel Sanctuary and Sorcerer Hunters. However, the hints of obsessive infatuation in FF6 are close to nil, if any. Yet even unspurred by the slew of Edgar/Sabin doujinshi available, the lifestyles and actions of the Figaro twins leave an opening for questions.

Though having every character paired up is utterly uncalled for, Sabin has never had a love interest either. Rather, he is of the monk class, devoting his time to the study of martial arts. And though it might be simply worship of a brother, the near entirety of his love is reserved for Edgar.

Edgar himself has thrown affection to the majority of female characters in the game, and succeded with none. However, had he persisted, he might have found a relationship with one of them. The problem resides in his inability to continue with his flirtations, and any involvement simple ends in a friendly fashion.

Though the women claim he "showers his attention" on them, he never does on the same girl for a long enough period of time. He plays the pretty boy, and then moves on. It's rather difficult to label Edgar as frivolous, but his actions are their own judge. So do his failings stem from the lack of further interest, or some ulterior fear that the women who "get to know him" see something lacking?

Maybe that sacrifice under starlight so long ago was a sign he found himself unworthy of freedom. And maybe he thought himself so lacking that only the self-inflicted punishment of that burden was enought to mend his lack. But his lack of what?

Edgar's sterile attempts at seducing the female population? Some reasoning that led him to believe that only he was devious, was sly, was underhanded enough to deal with the Empire? Some doomed sense of heroics he did not want afflicting the one he loves?

Or maybe he's just a SILLY PIMP KING.

... so much for the insight.